The Valley Virginian. [volume] (Staunton, Va.) 1865-1895, 1884-03-20
South River Items.
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Death. We are sorry to announce the
death of J. William Bridge, son of Alex
ander Bridge, Esq, of Sherando. Willie
was nearly 21.years old. and was loved by
all who knew him. Some months ago, he
left his home to engage in business in Al
leghany county, and while there took a
severe cold. He rapidly grew worse and
started for home, On his arrival there, it
was discovered that he had measles, and
that his cold had resulted in pneumonia.
Every effort was put forth to bring him
back to health, but nothing awaited. On
the 9Th inst, he died. He was buried in
the Cemetery at Sherando on the 6th. The
esteem in which he was held was attested
by the immense concourse that attended
the last sad rites. Appropriate services
were held in the M. E. Church conducted
by Rev. James Gibson. We tender our
sympathy, with that of the whole commu
nifty, to his bereaved parents and hope they
may find consolation in this dark hour, in
the words of one more sorely afflicted than
they 1.-THE Lord gave. The Lord hath
taken away. Blessed be the name Of the
Lord'
Personal. had the pleasure Of spend
ing an evening of last week with Mr.. Thos.
Carter, who resides on the line between
this county and Nelson. Mr.. Carter is
now SO, but time has dealt kindly with
him. His mind is as clear as MONDAY
sky in June. He has fondness for work
and when the weather permits is always
found employed. He has been close
watcher of politics and politicians for more
than sixty years, and thinks Arthur one of
the best rulers we have had. He has
seen Thomas Jefferson repeatedly, he hav-
ing been raised within short distance of
Monticello, Jefferson's home. Mr.. Car
ter has raised large family ;all of whom
are useful members of society. His son
William lives near him, and has an inter-
esting family. During lull in our con-
versation on the evening we spent with
him, as we were gazing ON his white locks
and wondering what Thoughts filed his
mind as he approached the close of life,
Mr.. Carter, turning to us said when /
was about 20 years old a lady friend gave
me some verses which 1 committed to
memory and which / have never forgotten.
These lines frequently repeat to myself
and they are quite comforting to me. I
have never seen them in print, and would
like to do SO. will repeat them to you"
He then began, and as line after line fell
from his quivering lips, we sat spell bound,
for never had we listened to richer treat.
No elncutionist could have given fuller
value and significance to each word. No
voice could have been richer. No heart
could have more fully felt what it poured
forth through the lips. We begged him to
recite them again, in order that we might
have them printed-the following are the
verses
The time draws near, must'go homes
Must give my body to the tomb.
4leaye you oil in jesus hand,
Whose bosom bears the tender lamb.
He saw me wandering far from God,
He called me oft and very loud,
Till by the pleadings of his. tongue
He reused my heart.and brought me home.
He's kept me safe for many years.
Sometimes thro' joys. sometimes thro' fears
Sometimes my soul would mount ON high,
AS eagles soar toward the sky,
Sometimes I'm like the lonesome dove.
Wandering she flies through every grove.
In notes of grief oft complain,
Till my dear Lord returns again.
My sun has crossed the midday line,
My body, to dust resign;
Yet still my soul moves gently on,
TO meet my Lordsupon his throne.
Then fly my sun fast to the west,
Since shall be with Jesus plssE:
AND join the host near to the throne,
Where sin'and sorrow ne'er are known.
R0yER.