Urbana union. [volume] (Urbana, Ohio) 1862-1872, 1871-06-28
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shake its tenemeuts till all seems burst
ing.
1t vas not necessary to say: There,
that is Charley
4 know him. ] recognize him. It Is
my son; my son Charley
Oh, God, such a sight! Dying father
and stricken son! There let their ten
derness unuttersble and grief ten thou
sand times unuttersble be curtain ed
round and only angels look in pity while
weep.
Atone.
Let every one leave the room. am
Mr.. vsllandigham's friend as well as
his physician, and desire to be with
him alOne'-and the dying man and DR..
Reeve are left alone.
There WIS no concealment now.
Death WAS already at the door; no hu-
man skill could save. The last COM
was brief, snd when DR..
Reeve reappeared he announced that he
would take charge of Mr.. Vallsndig-
ham; all should retire but SIr. William.
son and the physicians. II anything
should occur, friends would be sum-
mOned.
Day6rcaE.
DR.. Dawson arrived, and joined the
medical gentlemen in the dying room
The first faint streak Of day was seen in
the east, and the gray chill Of the morn
ing penetrated the house. It was told
now that Mr.. Vallandigham wanted
DIR. Reeve to cut down to those bleeding
vessels and stop the hemOrrhage.'
Vain hope! powerless wish! & would
be all right doctor, IL were only rid Of
this pain
we will give you something fOr that,
Mr.. Vallsndigham.'
A hypOdermie Injection of morphine
was administered. The pain was re-
lieved almost instantly, but the man
was sinking and friends were summon
ed TO his bedside.
That stricken son again kneeled down
and bathed his fathers hand and face
with tears.
The son was but the youthful image
of his father-lovingly united in life
now terribly separated by approaching
death.
Waiting For Dcuth.
The first stir Of life outside was the
twitter of swallows in the caves. The
cold, gray light of the morning disputed
sway with the burning lamp, but when
that was removed at last, as no longer
necessary, it seemed to have consumed
the last ray of light in the face Of the
dying man. A deathly palIor over
spread the features, the finger nails Of
the right hand, which from the first
rested OH the pillow beside his face,
while the other grasped and was buried
in the bed-clOthes and turned blue. The
time Of dissolution drew nigh. With
the earliest light came hosts Of friends.
The hotel was again filled with visitors,
and the street in front was thronged
with pitying people.
Tom McGehGn Appears.
Tom Mcclellan, on learning that Mr..
Vsllandigham had accidentally shot
himselfin illustrating the theory Of the
defense that Myers had accidentally
shot himself, begged piteously TO be
taken tOhis room to see him.
Accordingly he was brought into the
room this morning when the latter was
known to be dying. The sight Of Mr..
Vallandigham lying there in his last
agonies, the bed saturated with gore and
life slowly ebbing away from him, SEEM
ed instantly 10 unneFve Mcclellan.
He trembled like an aspen leaf, and it
seemed would have fallen if he had not
reached Outand clutched the arm OF a
bystander. Then after gazing awhile
on Mr.. Nallandigham, his frame still
trembling, threw up his hands and cried
out wildly, He died for mep He contin-
ued to repeat these words until remOv-
ed from the room.
The Release.
The terrible waiting for death was
sOrely prOtracted. It was a heaviness
that weighed everybody down, and will
make that sad morning forever me-
morable in the houses and homes OF
Lebanon,
The great, strong nature Of the man
struggled hard with fate, and gallantly
eontended for life. Consciousness was
retained almost 10 the last moment. IT
looked out clear from those once mag
niicent eyes, and sounded in the intel
ligent answers to questions. As an in
stance; At 8 O'Clock too much pressure.
by leaning on the foot Of the bed, caus-
ed one of the rollers to give way, thus
imparting slight jar to the PROSTATE
man.
Mr.. Nallandigham opened his eyes,
and turning his head, asked, distinctly:
what is that%
Earlierin the morning he heard some
one winding a watch. Said Mr.. VAL
landigham; Judge Hume, have my
watch wound-it winds in the stem.
Around the bed now gathered the im-
mediate friends-Judge D. Haynes, J..
u. McKemY. ]. Z. Snrigp. Mr.. William-