St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1890-12-13


Frank Buckland. it is said, shortly be-
fore his death remarked: 81 am going
on long journey to . strange country
and shalt sec many strange animals by
the way" and, whether this DO well
founded or not 1t Is certainly character.
istic Of the great naturalist A future
without Gods lesser but lovely creation
was impossible to such . lover OF
nature. Mozart died singing the alto
part of his Requiem" while friends
took the soprano and bass. "Happy.
suprcmely happy" Lord Lynd-
hurst exclaimed IS he lay dying in the
dininR-room surrounded by his fathers
pictures, and able to look back upon q
career OF rarely successful effort
''Sleep-l am asleep already; I am talk
ing in my sleep" was the expression OF
Daniel Wilson on tho night Of his death.
which reminds US Of Shelly's beautiful
lin0:
"Flow wonderful Is Death,
Death and his brother Sleep"
Lord Eldon resigncdly remarked in No.
joinder to tho information that it was .
cold day, 1t being, in point Of fact ono
of the scvcrest frosts that had occurred
for many years, that it mattered not to
him where he was going whether tho
weather was hot or cold. It is. perhaps,
hardly fair to lay any great stress upon
tho last utterances Of Swift, which arc
recorded Is being: II am what am: I
am what am." for he passed away in
the midst Of an almost total eclipse Of
intellect Il am not going to die, am
I?' Charlotte Bronte asked her hus-
band after few short months of mar
ricd life: HE will not separate us; we
have been so happy" and there is much
that is pathetic in this when we re-
member what . stormy and sorrowful
life she had passed through. Thcro is.
too. something saddcnin2. IL charac-
tcristic. in Oliver Goldsmith's farewell
words when his doctor asked: rs your
mind at ease?" and no replied. sorrow
fully: mo, 1t is not;" but 1t is fair to
add that there seems to have been in his
mind natural remorse for having taken
his own remedies in spite OF tho remons
strances OF his medical advisers Keats.
rs everybody remembers, exclaimed.
shortly before his death: Il feel the
flowers growing over mo-" beautiful
conception, worthy Of ono Of our greatest
poets Another poet, Torquato Tasso.
died saying, with extreme didlculty,
I'm manus tuas. Domino" which was
curiously like the dying prayer Of
Martin Luther.
MY days arc passed IS shadow that
returns not" were the last words OF
Richard Hooker. but they were not
spoken 50 much in regret for wasted
hours as for his labors being at an end
before they were completed. Joseph
Addison. when dying, called. it is sad.
the young Earl Of Warwick. his wife's
son. . very dissipated young man, to
his bedside. saying: II have sent for
you that you may sec how . Christian
can die" Cowper's was . sad dcath-bod.
Asked how he felt, he replied: "Fccll
feel unutterable, unutterablc despair"
His last words were to q lady who Of
fered him . cordial. 'What docs 1T sig
nify?" When Lord Leverenco lay on
his death-bed, apparently unable to
speak or recognize any one. his wife
said: DO you know me?" To which he
replied, quito audibly: ITO my last
gasp. my darling" and . few minutes
later. breathing tho words: I'm SO
weary" he passed away. There was
much that was artificial about Pope's
His attempt to write an
essay on the Immortality of the soul
seems unreal, and his last words:
There Is nothing which is mcritorious
but virtue and friendship and. indeed.
friendship itself is only . part Of vir-
tue" read more like acopy-book maxim
than q confession of faith. And It Is
to believe that Bolingbroke
was sincere, even when, bending over
the dying poet hc exclaimed: 20, Godi
what is man?" Mr.. Justice Talfour
died in tho midst of delivering . charge
to the grand jury At Stratford, defining
the needs Of . closer connection between
rich and poor. He was saying: THAT
which is wanted to bind together the
bursting bonds Of the different classes
of this country Is not kindness. but
when he was struck with
apoplexy. He could hardly have framed
. nobler sentiment As Humboldt lay
dying the sun shone brightly into tho
room, and ho exclaimed: "How grand
these rays; they seem to beckon earth
to Heaven" But we doubt whether
there are any last words moro pathetic
than those OF the dying schoolmaster.
who exclaimed with his last breath: 1T
grows dark. boys You may 60 homer