The Wheeling daily intelligencer. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1865-1903, 1891-02-16

gushing foe.
Those members OF the family who hat
left the house under the false hopes o.
the day before, returned, summoned By
messenger. The physicians carethliy
examined the patient, and watched fol
a long time the useless fight he was &c
braysIy making. Then they Withdrew
to the front bedroom aud held consul
tation. At the end OF it DR.. Alexander
said TO the members Of the family:
"There is no hope" At $3.50 o'clock
DR.. Janeway left, and those who saw
him come from the house knew that
death had won.
THROUGH A PAINLESS sUFFocATIoN.
He was, indeed, dying. The erysipe-
Jas, which had seemed to withdraw, re-
turned with new force and infamma.
ton became acute, and the sick mans
lungs were being slowly Choked. BY
strange and excellent fortune he was
suffering no pain. The lungs alone
troubled him. The trouble was suffo.
cation, and it was painless. In the sick
room there was no sound, except the
heavy breathing Of the General, like the
sleep OF man who is worn out.
The family entered the room to re.
main until the end. There were Sena.
tor Sherman, General Ewing, Thomas
EwiDg, Jr., General Sherman's iour
daughters, Miss Rachel, Miss Lizzie,
Mrs. Fitch and Mrs. Tbackera, Lieuten.
ant Fitch and Mr.. A. N. ThaCkera. In
the parlor down stairs were General
Slocum, General Collins and General
Woodward, and Private Secretary Barret.
Gpnerai Collins was telling OF CONVEX
sation he had with the dying man a few
weeks ago. They were talking OF the
celebration Of General Grants birthday
(April 27l. ~ shall be dead and buried
BY that time" said General Sherman.
II have premonition OF death. I'll go
10 dinner or party some winters night
and catch cold, and when l come home
I'll go to bed and never get up again"
THE STRUGGLE SLOWLY ENDING.
It was now after 1880. The sick room
was the bedroom on the second floor,
opening through a dressing room into
the front bedroom. It was the Generals
own room, furnished with severe simpli- |
City-a few pictures, a few pieces Of fur
niture, a plain bed. The bed stood
against the east wall, half way between |
the window in the north wall and the
door in the south wall. In the south
wall was big open fireplace, in which
a wood fire was burning brightly. The
window near the bed was down from the
top, and great draught Of fresh, cool
air, laden with the Vigor OF the day,
blew across the bed OF the dying man.
ALL IS OVER AT LAST.
Ais once the breaths, which came
now at long intervals, grew shorter. DR..
Alexander glanced around, and then all
eyes were fixed upon the one form. II
was like the turning down OF light.
Slowly, quietly, paintesslv, the General
died. There was one short breath, like
Sigh, and there came upon his face
that change which needs no interpreter.
All saw that he was dad. But the
nurse, leaning over, lifted his head and
said In whisper: "He is dead"
Seventy.frst street was crowded With
pedestrians all the afternoon, and the
shouts Of the newsboys with the alter.
noon papers sounded all along the block
Lees than half an hour after the news Of
the Generals death was flashed over the
country from the telegraph office around
the corner in Columbus avenue, mes
saSes OF coincidence began to arrive.
From the arrival OF the Grst until 8
o'clock the three operators at the office
we're kept busy receiving them, and
there was continuous line OF messenger
boys running between the Office and the