The Emporia news. [volume] (Emporia, Kan.) 1859-1881, 1875-02-26
OBITUARY.

slant, from Injuries received by the
kick OF . horse, CHARLES IRWIN, son
of NJ. and r. Stubs, aged eighteen
years, two months and six days.
Thus ended the life of true-hearted
and noble young man. He was sick
six weeks. Some two weeks after the
happening of the accident he got bet
ter, and hopes were entertained of his
speedy recovery. He soon took q re-
laps, however, and though at times
there seemed to be room for promise
of recovery, yet most of the time his
sufferings were great. He bore these
with the greatest degree of resignation
and patience. Those who frequently
visited his bedside bore testimony to
his christian character. He died sur
rounded by parents, brothers and
friends. His life was one of the most
exemplary, and when it went out his
soul went to Heaven to enjoy the eter-
nifty of peace which is promised to
those who are pure in heart.
His funeral took place at the II. f.
church on Sabbath last, where a crowd
ed house full of his relatives, friends
and neighbors paid the last earthly
tribute to his memory. Brief and ap-
propriate addresses were made by Rev.
G. E. Lewis, Prof. P. j. Carmichael of
the Normal school, of which he was a
student, and by Jesse Willmore of the
society of Friends. The exercises and
the last farewell of the bereaved par
ents and brothers were very solumn
and affecting. With them the entire
community deeply sympathises. Their
loss is terrible affiiction, and only a
full faith that Irwin is in a better land
enables them to bear up under it.
The following poetic lines beautiful
ly express his feelings during the last
few painful days of his life:
"Let me go! my soul is weary
OF the chains that bind it here;
Let my spirit bind its plnion
To brighter, holier sphere.
Earth, tits true, has friends who bless Inc
With their fond and faithful love,
But the hands of angels beckoR
Me to brighter claims above.
Let me goI my heart has tasted
OF my Saviour's wondrous grace.
Let me go where shall ever
See and know him face to face.
Let me go! the trees of heaven
Rise before me, waving bright.
| AND the distant cry tal waters
Flash upon my falling sight.
Let me go! for songs seraphic
Now seem calling from the sky:
lis the welcome Of the angels,
Who cen now are lowering nigh.
Let me go! they wait to bear me
To the mansions of the blest,
Wnere the spirit, worn and weary,
FINDS at last Its long-sought rest
RESOLUTIONS OF RESPECT.
WHEREAS, 1t has pleased God to re-
move from our midst, by death, our
friend and fellow student. c. 1. Stubs,
who, during his connection with US,
had endeared himself to us all; there
fore,
Be it TesolUed, That we deeply mourn
his loss and tender our profound
sympathies to the bereaved family in
their atfliction.
ResolUed, That while we mourn be-
cause of the loss of the departed, we
humbly submit to the will of God.
with the consoling thought that the
spirit of him we so much loved is now
where the "wicked cease from troub-
ling and the weary be at rest.''
ResolUed, That n copy of these reso-
lutions be published in the city papers,
by order of Philadelphi Literary Soci-
ETY.. A. GRIDLEY, Jr.,
j. II. HILL,
JENNIE, WOOD,
Committee.