The Pulaski citizen. [volume] (Pulaski, Tenn.) 1866-current, 1881-03-03


Were this the time and place,
would show q distinction between
Drain work and manual labor which
he world does not appreciate; bu
the occasion forbids more than /,
bare suggestion. = -fs=-S1
ln the present structure of soci
ETY. and the DIVISION and demand.
# labor, the rev do the thinking
and the many the digging. II il
ommon for those who grow stroDa
AID healthy in the practical exer-
Use OF Drawn and muscle, to think
hat professional men and thos,
who live by brain work alone are
gentlemen of elegant leisure. No
mistake is greater, for no labor il
- exhau stive oil the vital forces a /,
unremittlng brain work. The MAJ
who holds the plow, or pushes the
= plane, or delves the mine, remit
Hhis labor, aud rests at night, and hI
#muscles and sinews grow strong anu
stalwart by the exercise. But the
man who thinks and writes tor 9th
ers, especially IF he be connectei \
with the press, eXhausts the ner-
vous forces of his system until res !.
md recuperation are impossible,
and premature decay and death re
suit While you slept, the victim
4of intense mental activity, whom
we mourn to day, toiled by the mIu
might lamp for the edlfication anu
Enlightenment of his race until he
fell a martyr to journalism. But
ais was a grand work and a heroic
lie. The law OF compensation ap
plies here as elsewhere; he liveu
more in 81 years than many me.
i've at four score, aud his midnigh
thought touched and qulckened ant
ms pred thousands of minds lhe|
next day. His lite thus delivered
itself upon multiplied thousands Q
other lives, shaping the thought an
sentiment, the opinions and lives OF
others, and multiplying himself Il
4 .hOusand times in the conscious
aess and character OF his fellow
men. But | cannot speak further
Of this high mission of journalism,|
nor of the noble, heroic lives tina.
are offered upon the sacrifice anu
service of It's present plan of ex
'haustiye labor.
l come now to speak of MI j
SMITHS religious character. He|
was reared by pious parents anu
trained up in the Sunday Schooi
and service of McKendree church.
His early impressions thus derIveu.
settled bis faith in Christ, and iden
.ified revealed truth with his chaE
acter. While living at Tullahoma
'he united with the Cumberland.
Presbyterian church and was a de !
|vout christian. He afterwards su
|perintended a Methodist Sunday
School in Fayetteville, in whic,.
work he was deeply interested an"
successful. In the subsequen
shtttings from place to place he los,
bis church identity, but never hi
aith in Christ, or his high apprecl-
alton OF the christian religion ant
christian people. Last spring H.
necame deeply interested in a rev
val of religion in this church, an,
,tten spoke Lo me of his purpose {,
eioin the church. A few weeks
ago be promised an old pastor tina
ne would rejOin the church 50 500
as he was ahle to attend church
But the fatal sickness came and h, /
never left his room. HIS disease
was such as to preclude much con
'versation, but by beng with him al
nost constantly, l could take al
vantage OF the favorable moments
IN which he expressed his stron4
& faith in Christ. which by prayer andI
meditation had been revived and re
covered until he could trust in tn
merits of his all sufficient atone
Dent for salvation. He said IN an
-wer to questions, that, trusting mi
the merry of God in Christ, bel
could 90 through the dark valley
fearing no evil, for Jesus was witt
him and would save him. That BIT
was not afraid to die and go before
The Judge of quick and dead
Thank God for dying grace and TO
he hope of everlasting life througb
the gospel.
Such a man could but be a ten
der and loving husband, an affec
tionate father, q warm friend and al
useful citizen.
Mark Antony, in his Grafton over
the dead body of Cesar, excused
his emotion on the ground tina
Caesar was his friend. All tbrougl
this service my emotion has needr"
hts apology, for JOHN BATEMAN
SMITH was my friend in a sens'
4 hgher than could have been know
Z the Roman orator. My own pc
.onal Bereavement to-day places m,
more properly with the mourners
and finds expression IN these tear
which l cannot restrain. He wa
not my friend only, but your friend ;
nd your silent, fearful grief is
tribute to departed worth which i
trust may influence us to study the
lessons of this sad hour and so t
i've in the future that each and al
Df us here present may meet at last
I'm the "Sweet BV and BY."