The Bozeman weekly chronicle. (Bozeman, Mont.) 1883-1889, 1884-09-10
4 Touching Recital.


editor Of the Burlington Hawkeye, in a
private letter gives the following touch
! ing account of the diving hour of his late
! deceased wife. The tender, soul-sllbdu-
ing pathos of the sketch shows how
nearly allied, in the same mind, is the
| element Of brilliant wit. to the melan-
cholv sadness, of the deepest pathetic
sentiment. The death-bed scene Of this
beautiful, loag-sufiering, faithful wife and
mother, was radiant with the hope Of
| joyous future, in reunion with the loved
earth, and mineling in the society of An
geiic Spirits. Who can gaze upon this
pen panoramic depicture of the SUR
roundines of departing soul without a
tear? The bereaved husband writes:
''1he gray light Of early morning was
creeping in through lie open windows,
and Oh her patient face, gloI'ified by suf-
fcring, was shin ii.g another, iaircr light,
tina; | know was streaming from celes-
tlal rortal;, opening for her. She smiled
sweetly as | crossed the room and
STOPPED to kiss her, and said:
The chill before the dawning,
Between the ninlir*iifid morning.
at was the hour at which she had ex-
pressed IL wish that she might pass away,
and knew that she referred to a favor
lite verse ola poem that she loved. |
said:
'''Ies, dear; think the sun will come
very soon now
''lier face grew radiant as she smiled
again, and said:
"'Yes, He will come for me this
morning"'
Dora was quickly at her side, and we
knew there were watchers whom we
could not see, standing in the room. She
who was nearly past all suffering was So
litioUs for Our comfort, and in quiet and
loving tones gave some little instruc-
tions: You must keep WELL she said;
for Robbie's sake vcu must keep well
and stron
The nurse cntcred1he room, but Carrie
could take neither noIrisilment or ncdi-
cine i want nothing she said. Her
breathing became more laborious. The
doctor arrived, b1,t she could not swal-
low the medicine, and he held her
hand babe her good-by, and went
away, promising to come in again
during the morning. About six o'clock
Robbie came into the room. kissed his
little mammal and stood by her side.
There was ~ fear. no dread, i'll all
the scene. She could speak only i'll short
broken sentences. As | repeated the
heautifl:! promises to her, now her face
kindled. as she smiled upon us. turning
her dear face from On" t" the other.
Even as she entered the river, she said,
the sun was shining on it, She did not
shrink. SThe waters were not 50 cold or
so bitter She had no fear, for she relied
on the strong right arm of the righteous.
"Movcd by sudden impulse, about an
hour before she passed awar, Robby
rushed to her side, threw his arms about
her, and holding her close, kissed her.
She kissed her boy, and tenderly said:
"God bless my baby
at was her last blessing on earth.
H---1,' I -. in broken accent checked
by her troubled lrrcssa,.---,l;.,to tbx
hands commend my spirit Still she
looked at us, smiling until a few mo-
ments before the END. She asked for a
drink of orangeade, but could not swal-
low. Even so, she whispered, come
Quickly. Lord Jesus" Her head fell
back in my arms. Like flash of sun
light tile 'bris sht white light swept across
her face, carrying away every line and
mark of pam, every stain and cloud OF
disease; her face turned upward, and her
eyes grew strangely radiant, Mother p
she called joyously as tired child
springing into mothers arms;
Motilcr mother. and she was
fldr,, in the arms Of the angel mother
who passed away WHEN she was child.
Her face was as white as the starlight,
her radiant eyes were not '!imnled when
we closed tiem. and, frI the first time in
many years, she SLEPT without pain.
''Nclyet MOSES cover the little mound
where she sleeps, and graceful ferns
fringe it around. She rests in the bca'l-
tiflll churchyard Of quaint, Old fashioned
lower Menon church. 1t is her own
wish, made nearly or quite year ago.
Il think the angels must have been
glad TO see her come. So many OF them
had ministered unto her, and strength
ened her in her pilgrimage Of suffering
and know they rejoiccj when she came
to be with them. There was never so
brave, 50 patient a life among men;
there could be no life Drawer even among
women"