The daily citizen. [volume] (Asheville, N.C.) 1889-1890, 1889-09-01
DEATH OF MRS. CHRISTIAN.
The Last Illness of the Daughter
fStOnewaII Jackson.

The profound reverence for the great
Confederate General was emphasized
everywhere by the interest felt in his
daughter and only child. Since she has
died, both are gone, and the hero passes
away into the realms of history, no lon
ger brought back to us, or close to us
by living link. We know the follow.
ing particulars which we take from the
Charlotte Chronicle Of yesterday will
have deep and mournful interest to
many of our readers
About three weeks ago, Mrs. Christian
was taken sick with a malignant type OF
typhoid fever, at her home on West
Trade street. The battle for life was
| bravely fought with an inherited forti-
tude, and 1t was not until Tuesday even
ing that her recovery was pronounced
hopeless. The tidings that she was dying
spread through the city like wildfrc, and
on all sides were to be heard solicitous
inquiries concerning her condition.
Everything that skill and patience and
love could do to preserve life was done in
"
day morning, without struggle. Mrs
Christian was conscious to the last. The
day before she died was the first birthday
anniversary of her baby, and even in her
extreme illness she remembered the event
The baby was brought i'll at her request
and she kissed it and blessed it, even as
her ilustrious father, when on his death
bed, was chcered by her smiling baby
face, and called her Little Darling"
All day long, as she lay dead in a grief
stricken house, throngs ofgricving friends
and relatives came to take last view of
the departed, and to offer consolation
and sympathy to the afflicted mother
and husband. The house was filled with
flowers, tokens of affection from sympa-
thizing friends. Over the mante, in the
room in which she laycnclOSed in beau
tItul casket, was Il painted portrait of
the immortal Jackson, with his martial
insignia upon him. Directly underneath
was picture of fair bride, his daughter,
i'll bridal costume, wreathcd in lovely
flowers. On the door was Il heavy mass
OF Grape, which told of the grief within
The funeral services were conducted at
the FIRST Presbyterian church Yesterday
afternoon with military honurs. All the
stores i'll the city were closed in her honor,
and thousands came to pay last tribute
to the memory of the dead. Both sides OF
Trade street were lined with people as
the funeral procession filed slowly by. |
AT the head, with slow and measured
tread, marched the Hornets Nest Rifle |
men, with mufflcd drum and reversed |
guns. The flag all tattcred and torn in !
Confederate service, was drapcd in Grape. |
Following the soldiers were the pail
bearers, the hcarse, and then carriages |
containing the relatives of the deceased |
Around the church marched the soldiers, |
at the near gate. They halted |
and stacked arms in front of the church, |
filing in one BY one both sides 0f the !
pulpit. The floral decorations In The |
church were magnificent. In the midst
Of vases of the most beautiful flowers |
and covered vim floral vreaLAs and
crosses, was placed the colhn, directly in |
front of the pulpit. Behind tho pulpit, !
and stretched out III all its magnihcence, |
was the grand old flag of the Stars and |
Bars, the flag in which Stoncwall Jack
sons body was wrapped i'll the last
funeral rites.