Lamoille newsdealer. [volume] (Hyde Park, Vt.) 1860-1877, 1874-12-16
was Young aud promised to be happy.

went away from those conversations o
friendship, to remember one word Of pro
faneness or vulgarity, one impure thought
one doubt cast on the reality of virtue o
patriotism, one doubt cast upon ghteous
ness, temperance, or judgment to come
Such nature was made to be loved -anC
it was loved.
Many of you, classmates, watched will
me. year ago, that cheek fade, saw thu
step that once rang through these halls 81
full of life aud vigor, falter and staegcr
heard with shudder that hacking cough
as it preyed upon his vitals. Nothing
could induce him TO give up his labors
saying that all he needed was rest. Upor
one time, being told that he was oyertask
ing his energies, that he could not Ions
Withstand such constant strain upon hi,
system-cassmates, mark his words
words fit to be closed iu pictures of silver
III man does The rcork of three scor,
gears and ten in FORTY gears. what mat
tiers ii? That life is long that answer.
life's great end" All in years Prof
Pearl was a young man, but in knowledge,
wisdom, and good works, he had lived fal
past the allotted time of man upon the
earth.
The last day of school had come al
length. the last recitation was recited, the
last word Of counsel given, and the rest to
which he had So long been looking had
come. But with it came no health. Grad.
ually, step by step, through weeks and
months he went down towards that insu.
perablc threshold. What then were his
feelings, we instinctlvely ask ourselves
what then his judgment of himself and the
objects of human pursuit ? Thus it is that
our inquiries, by the every craving of our
nature are forced upon that theme, which
usually, We are but too anxious to avoid ;
for all honors are worthless, all joys hol-
low and unsatisfying, that will not stand
the test of the last hour. All that we
call great on earth. what is it then ? The
warrior, whose heralds exhaust the voca.
bulary, the statesman whose words are
caught up and pondered throughout half
the world, are all weighed in the same
balance with the poor and the insignif-
cant.
Happy it proved in this case. Through.
out the last weeks of sickness, his consil.
eraton for others, his gentleness, his dc.
sire to see others happy and to make them
happy, came out in more beautiful ex-
pressions than ever. There was no self
reproach for anything done or omitted by
himself; no peevishness unworthy of his
noble nature but instead, all vas love
and faith in God, resting in the conscious.
ness that che had fought the good fight"
had Gone what he could for man and for
God. Indeed, throug hout his whole sick.
ness, he presented type of christian
character the most lovely and attractive,
rich, complete. harmonious aud abiding
resting in the undisturbed peace of
those whose souls are stayed on the Lord
Slower aud slower ran the sands of his
life, until, on Monday morning the fourth
of August, it was found that his life was
fast drawing to close. His family we're
to that death-bed and then,
in the quiet hush OF the morning hour,
with no sound to break its stiffness, save
he soft wind as it rustled in the trees,
md the broken sobs of the loved ones, as
hey watched the grim messengers CON-
ng, softer yet brighter grew the tints of
he eastern sky, and just as the light was
breaking to usher new day upon this
earth. his spirit was ushered into the light
If new existence-upon his vision broke
he glories Of that endless day, where no
light shall ever come 1.-THE silver cord
vas loosed, and the golden band broken,
he pitcher broken at the fountain, the
Wheel broken at the cistern, aud his soul
eturued to God who gave it." Oh, it was
sorrowful day for us, classmates, when
n the quiet stiffness of summer vacation,
Ne laid him to rest in yonder halo wed
cmetry. 1t was a sorfowful day in that
ouse, where he had been the JOY of loving,
rusting hearts, where he had rested from
he care and vexations of school life. 1t
ras sorrowful day in this village, for
e was known to be q just man, a kind
eighbor and good citizen; every man
n this community felt that be had lost
riend. Oh, it would have been sorrow
III day for you, schoolmates, had you
ave been here, to have seen the sudden
uenchipg of that light which shone not
imly on the path of science, nor baleiul-
y on the way to God.
The solemn fitting service at his home,