Press and daily Dakotaian. (Yankton, Dakota Territory [S.D.]) 1880-1889, 1885-08-15


an order minutely perfect in knowledge
Of the ground, in foresight of what and
how the evoiutions were to be, which
was accordingly preformded on the
| morrow. The cabinet work he went
through with the like precision of him
self, giving on every point his three
| clerks their directions in . weak voice,
yet with the old power of spirit, dictated
to one OF them, among other things, an
instruction for some ambassador Just
leaving-four quarto pages, which, says
Herzbug, would have done honor to the
most experienced minister and in the
evening he signed his missives as usual.
This morning st1ll-but no evening more.
We are now at the last scene of all,
which ends this strange eventful history,
| Wednesday evening. Generals. adju-
tants, secretaries, commandant, were
there at their old hours, but word came
out, Secretaries are to wait King is in
kind of sleep, of stertorous, ominous
character, as if it were the death sleeps
seems not to recollect himself when he.
does at intervals open his eyes. This
slumberous. half-stupified condition
lasted through the day. Toward even.
ing the feverishness abated; the king
fell into soft sleep, with warm per-
splration, but on awakening complaint
ing of cold, repeatedly of cold, demand
ed wrappage after wrappage, and on ex-
amining feet and legs one of the doc-
tors made signs that they were, in fact,
cold up nearly to the knees. What
said he of the fact !? murmured the king
sometime afterward, the doctor having
stepped out of sight. Much the same
| as before answered some attendant.
Tho hinn ohooGr bio had
He drank once, grasping the goblet with
both hands, draft of fennel water, his
customary drink, and seemed relieved
by it, his last reflection in this world.
Toward nine o'clock in the
evening there had come on
a continuous short cough and
rattling in the breast, breath more and
more difficult. Why continue? Fred.
| erlck is making exit on tie common
terms, you may hear the curtain rustling
down. For the most part he was uncon-
scious, never more than halt conscious.
AS the wall clock above his head struck
eleven, he asked, What o'clocks
Eleven answered they. 'At A. mur-
INJURED he. 4 Will rise.' One of his dogs
sat on Its stool near him; about mid
night be noticed it shivering for cold.
Throw o: quilt over it, said or beck
oned he. That, think, was his last
conscious utterance. Afterward, in o
severe choking fit, getting at last rid of
the phlegm, he said: La montogne est
passe, nous irons mieux.' we are over
the hill-we shall go better now
| Attendants Reizberg, Sale, and one
or two others In the outer rooms, none
but Friedrich's, but Strutzki, his Kam-
merhussar, one of the three who are his
sole Wallets and nurses, faithful, ingen-
%ious men, as they all seemed to be, and
excellently chosen for the object.
Strutzki, to save the king from hustiing
down as he always did, into the corner
of his chair, where. with neck and chest
/ bent forward, breathing was impossible
| at last took the king on his knee, kneel.
| ing on the ground with the other knee
for the purpose. The kings right arm
{ around Strutzki's neck, Strutzki'e left
arm round the kin's back supporting his
other sholder, in which posture the
faithful creature, for above two hours
!. sat motionless till the end came
Within doors all is silent except
this breathing; around it the darh
earth lsiient, above it tho silent
stars. At 2:20 the breathing paused
wavered, ceased. Friedrich's life battle
4 is fought out; instead of suffering ani
. sore labor, here Is now rest. Thursda,
e morning, August II, 17S6, at the darl
+ hour just named. The 3lst of May las
, this king has reigned forty-six years
J He has lived recounts Rodenbeck
: seventy.six years, six months and TWEEN
t ty-four days..
"His death seems very stern and lone
~; man of such affectionate feelings
! too; man with more sensibility thai
iother men! But 30 had his whole lif
: been, stern and lonely; such the sever
. law laid on him.
!. OLIVER CROMWELL.
!. 1t is Carlyle again who furn,she
= his own unapproachable delineation O
the last scene in the early career of Eng
lands famous Protector"
"Truly it is great scene of world
history, this in old Whitehall-Olive
Cormwell drawing nigh to the END
{ The exit of Oliver Cromwell and of En-
: gllsh puritanism's great hight, one of on
s few authentic solar luminaries; goin
q down now amid the clouds of deatt
g Like the setting of the great victoriou
/ sum- is course now finished. 'S
SCRIPT elm held" say Schiller. "S,
e died a hero! Sight worthy I
9 be worshiped" He died, thi
hero Oliver, in resignation t
God, as the brave have all done. 'W
q couldn't be more desirous that he shout
e abide,' says the pious Harvey, than b
0 was content and willing to be gone
4 The struggle lasted, amid hope and fea
1t for ten days. Some small miscellaneo1
le traits, and a confused cleaning of la
n words, and then our poor history end
"a Among the CALCULATIONS caught up
q intervals during the final days were IL
IS following: II believe 1 am the poo
u est wretch that lives, bnt I love Go
ut or rather are beloved of God" !
le am conqueror, and more than
at conqueror, through the Christ tn,
y strengthened me-" So pass in Il
q. sick room, in the sick bed, these last u
IL certain days. The godly persons b,
O. great assurance of return to their pra
Z ers; transcendent human wishes find
y their own echo kind of answer! Ths
r gave his highness also some assuran
In that his life would be heightened. Ho,
=. was strong to many to the very end.
~ For several days the conflict Taste
and then, when the morrews sun arc,
Oliver was speechless; between thr
and fonr in the afternoon he lay dead
,g Friday, September 3rd, l6I
n. THE CONSERVATION and astonis
A ment OF the people, writes Fanconbel
in are inexpressible; their hearts seem
er il sunk within them. My poor Wife
e. know not what on earth to do with b
ly When seemingly quieted she bursts q
he again INTO Q passion that tears her We
h. n~k a. ~ y = is