Bismarck weekly tribune. [volume] (Bismarck, Dakota [N.D.]) 1884-1943, 1885-07-24
That Like the Immortal Soul, Shall
Never Die, Though Earth
Pass Away.
'Oh Grave, Where is Thy Victory :?
Oh Death, Where is Thy
Sting?"
General Grant Dying.

Mt. McGREGoR, July 22-5 P. M-The
pulse is said, unoficially, to have been 19O
within the hour past. No marked change
since o'clock.
6P. M.-He is sinking.
AS the sun went down a cool breeze
sprang up, and again the laymen on the
mountain endeavored to persuade them
selves and others that the cool night would
bring renewed strength to the general, and
help him rally through the night;
but such was not the opinion of the doctors,
who were prepared to attend the generals
death bed at moments notice or wait
through the hours and into the night for
the end more than that they were prepared
to find the patient alive in the morning. ATT
o'clock, however, as the three physicians
were at dinner, Harrison came to the hotel
and called DR.. Douglass, who went at once
and alone to the cottage. Soon afterward
another messenger summoned DR.. Shrady
and Sands, and they repaired to the cottage,
closely followed by DR.. Newman. Arrived
there they found the general again evident
ly sinking and seeming restless.
"Would you like to lie down?' asked
COL Fred Grant, who noticed his fathers
restlessness.
The general nodded and at the same
time essayed to rise unassisted, but the ef-
fort was too great, and he sank back into
his chair, and the colored nurse assisted
him to arise, and then supported him to
the bed, where he was carefully lowered to
reclining position, partly on his face DR..
Douglass then rolled the chair back, and
one of the physicians has since remarked
that "the general has now left his chair for
the last time"
down to die, and the family all gathered at
the bedside of the sick man at about the
same hour as last night, and at Mrs. Grants
request knelt beside the bed and prayed.
Heads were bowed, and tears were on the
cheeks of men as well as women. The
doctors and clergymen strolled out upon
the piazza and sat under the parlor win
dow, and Jesse Grant joined them at one
time, but the other members remained in
the sick room and watched, while the gen.
eral answered "Yes' and "No" to several
questions.
Time passed slowly indeed, and at S:15
DIR. Douglass left the cottage.
"How is the general, doctor ?" was asked
him. s,
"He is dying" said the gray haired physl-
clan.
"Will he live an hour?
"Oh yes; and possibly more; but he is
passing away" was the reply.
After little time at the hotel, DIR. Doug
lass returned to the cottage.
Between 10 and II O'clock DIR. Shrady ac-
costed the general, and he answered in a
husky voice, and promptly stimulants were
used, but sparingly, and there was ,ex-
pressed by the medical authority about
II 80 O'clock that he believed the closing
crisis might occur between and o'clock.
|! At midnight bottles of hot water were
placed at the generals feet, to induce
warmth, and mustard draughts were ap-
piled upon the stomach and breast to re.
lieye the tagging circulation. DR.. Sands is
resting at the hotel and Drs. Douglass and
Shrady are at the cottage. .E- ..,s
Mt. McGREGoR, July 2S-4 A. M.-The
respiratiOns are 80 per minute; the pulse SO
rapid as not to be counted, and the hyper
dermics, which have been quite freely ad.
ministered through the night, no longer
have any effect
$40 A. M.-The respirations have in.
creased to sixty, and the death rattle, oc.