The St. Johns herald., 1885-07-30
St. Johns. Thursday. July 30.
GENERAL GRANT DEAD.


 been shrouded in the habiliments of mourning. The electric wires have flashed the word of the na- tion's loss to the extreme limits of our broad domain. Our first citi- zen has passed away, and is at rest with those who have before him discharged their obligations to their God and to their country when duty called.
 Henceforth General U. s. Grant will live in the great heart of the American people as a true lover of popular liberty, and one that gave all his time and talent to perpet- uate it.
 Much has been written upon the life and services of the now dead General; much more will be writ ten and recorded as future ages shall realize the benefit of his ex- ample and his virtues.
 At this hour we can find no lines more suitable to the sad oc- casion than those portraying the closing scenes of his remarkable life, at Mt. McGrcgor:
 HOW THE HERO DIED.
 Mir. McGREGoR, July 23.-A few minutes before 8 o'clock Drs. Doug las, Shrady and Sands, stood on the cottage veranda conversing on the condition of General Grant, and discussing the probabilities of his death and the limit of his ife,.Mrs. Sartoris and Stenographer Dawson were conversing a little distance away, when Harry, the nurse, stepped hastily upon the pi- aga and spoke quietly to the doc tors. He told that the General was very near to death. The medical men hastily entered theroom where the sick man was lying, and ap-. preached his side. Instantly up- on scanning the patient, Dr. Doug las ordered the family to be sum- moned to the bedside. Haste was made, and Mrs. Grant, MT. Jessie and wife, U. $. Grant, Jr., and wife, and Mrs. Colonel Fred Grant were quickly beside the sick mans cot. Mrs. Sartoris and Mr. Dawson had followed the doctors in from the piazza, and the entire family was present except Colonel Fred Grant. A summons was sent for him, but he entered the sick room while the messenger was searching for him. The Colonel seated himself at the head of the bed, with his left arm resting upon the pillow above the head of his father, who was breathing rapidly, | and with slightly gasping respira- tions. Mrs. Grant calmly, but with intense agitation bravely sup pressed, took seat by the bedside She leaned slightly upon the cot, | resting upon her right elbow, and gazed with tear-blended eyes into the dying Generals face. She found there, however, no token of recognition, for the sick man was peacefully and painlessly passing into another life. Mrs. Satoris, behind her mother, and leaning over her shoulder, SO witnessed the close of the life in which she had constituted strong element of pride. Directly behind Mrs. Grant and Sartoris, and at a little distance removed, stood Drs. Douglas, Shra- dy and Sands, spectators of a clos ing life which their efforts and council had prolonged. Opposite the bed from his mother, and di- rectly before her, stood Jesse Grant and.U. s. Grant, Jr., and near the corner by the Colonel on the same side as Jesse, was N. E. Dawson, the Generals stenographer and confidential secretary. At the foot of the bed and gazing directly down into the Generals face, was Mrs. Colonel Grant, Mrs. U. s. Grant, Jr., and Mrs. Jesse Grant. While somewhat removed from the family circle, Henry, the nurse, and Harrison Terrell, the Generals body-servant, were respectively watching the closing life of the patient, their master. Dr. Newman had repaired to the hotel for breakfast and was not present. The Generals little grandchildren,