The Abbeville press and banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1869-1924, 1874-07-01

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"He ravesl" said the p6
when DIR. Adams, rector o. ie
school Of Edinburg vas passing
away bnt as we ess mefdss
dimmed. sAI : 9 q! B rs sss
stretching f0kx lis 4 Il7 E 3cn may
go" GA ll;aE; poaa l0n5 for 6 4 slAo'I
ment of3tiMe gSa6ed Queen Eiisa.
beth. w esle xlmor, ,saidas he died q
."The best or all Is, God is with us. 3
And deaf Beethoven, whose soul had
ever been filled with harmony, ex.g
claimedgladly: II shall heart"
'.Is yonr mind at ease 2" Goldsmith
was asked by his physicians. "No, IT..
is not" was; the mournfuE reply, and
he spoke no more. How different
the parting words Of DIR. William
Hunter .tlf j had strength to hold
a pen, I would write how easy and
pleasant a'thing it issto die. = Or bas
assurance of President EdwaSd ~
his. dying hand grasp loosened onS|.
hard forms Of 5dogma, Trust IA Co, b
and you need not fsar.n lss1 5ss1
Byron said wearily,.I must sleep
now =, and sGoetfeS tnrning to his
wife, called for aLight; more Light
Dr.. johnson died in 10 tqmulf Of
uneasiness and dread. CoWper sank
10 rest as child. am taking q
fearful leap nthedark, cried Hobbies
the Deist; and aNow, Z Lord, Lord,
receive my soul" whispered Herbert
on his last "sweet day. n ~
9 Politcness was no longer d ruling
passion, but q chrism, when Chester
field, in dying said, aGiye Davrolles g
chair )" and surely something was
forgiven of Charles the Second, thsn
he bade farewell to earth's pomp and
wickedness in, "Don't let poor Nellie,
starve." q
HaIler's last words were, feeling
his own pulse, "The artery ceases toi
beat" Petrach died suddenly and
silently in his library, his hand upon
a book; and Sir Isaac Newton was
winding his watch when he was ush-
cred into the life that has no ond. i
Talma, the great actor, exclaimed
pitifully as he went, "The worst OF
all is, / cannot see;" and John Locke
murmured, 90, the. depths Of the
riches of the goodness and knoWl-
edge of God!"7 The dying admoni-
ton Of the learned Grotius to his
race was, "Be Serious" Scarron, the
French VII, said family to bis weep.
ing friend, "Ah mes enfants, you, can
not cry ais much for me as' l have
made you laugh in my time" and
Lord Thurlow,l in. reckless wonders,
exclaimed Sim shot, if don't ee-
lieve I'm dying" -
When poor Robert Burns gasped,
with his last breath, "Don't let that
awkward squad 6re over me, "Don'ti
let that awkward squad fire over
mel" he did not allude to his COM
mentators and critics, yet what -
significance should the words have:
for them! And how little Anne
Boleyn thought, when awaiting for
the cxecutioner, she clasped her fair.
throat, that, ut is small, very small )
would link her forever to the heart Of 9
Christendom! - :.
Yes, we cannot doubt that many Of
the most eloquent sermons that man.
kind have ever listened to have fallen
from dying lips. Cesar grieyed );
sand thou too, Brutus?" John
Quincy Adams, ajThis is the last Of,
earth /" Mirabeau's frantic cry for.
"Music," after his life Of diseord.
George Washington, '1t is. welp'-do
they not grow richer in meaning ev:s
cry day. And isiit not still blessed
to remember the last moments OF
Melancthon, the friend of Luther I
"Do you want anything2" asked his
loved ones eagerly. "Nothing but
heaven,p he answered gently, ana
went smiling on his way" :