The daily morning journal and courier. [volume] (New Haven, Conn.) 1894-1907, 1901-07-30

! more than three weeks after the time
OF the conception of the idea, would
| depart this life. A boy in college has
not many businesses to close nor many
| affairs to settle. Day by day very rap
| IDLY the impression deepened, and ar
ranged my little matters so that my
rather would not have much to do in
CLOSING up the career of his only son to
| be cut off so prematurely, ana l mad no
| mother l was unable 10 shake off the
feeling that my day was fixed, and l
think that for about week before the
fatal hour I saw the close Of my life
ABOUT as clearly as any man who knew
he was to be hanged on a certain Fri
day. My day was not an unlucky one;
it was Thursday / had a little sneak
ing feeling that there was something
foolish in INDUCING this presentiment,
and did not talk about it to my chum
or any of the boys generally. But there
was a family in the town, the family
with whom I had boarded during my
preparatory year and to whom L had
been introduced by the Rev. DR.. Thomas
B. Sargent. i felt very much inter-
ested In that family and they did in
me and 1t is not an inapplicable thing to
mention that there were three fine girls
herein, all older than myself and two
of them very much older. To them l
confided the important information OF
my approaching demise. There was the
natural sadness and the appropriate
expressions of coincidence. But they
were hearty girls and had no nonsense
about them. They endeavored to rea-
son me out of it before they began to
condole and then they humored the
idea, and on the appointed day their
parents and the girls invited me to stay
at their house.
I recollect with what fondness l gave
valedictive looks at the college building
there was but one then--and made
my toilet for proper and decent close
of life. I had lost flesh rapidly and
strength as WE'LL so that | recollect the
difficulty with which betook myself to
the residence Of my friends. 1t is not
necessary to detail the succession of
feelings I had in those last hours. Any
one with a decent amount of magma
ton can. fancy them. But even to
Christian boy who felt that he was dy-
event to be sitting In a rocking chair
and awaiting his departure at the
stroke Of clock which would be given
in a very few minutes. termination
was put to this gloomy state of affairs
by the three girls pulling me out of the
chair and hustling me about the room
with the most irreverent. and what
seemed to me at the moment to be aw-
fully indecent, frivolity. Even now
seem to hear their merry peals of
laughter I recollect how they made
fun of me for being such fool when
I was such sensible fellow! I recol
lect their talking about death falling
asleep or his watch run down, or some
thing else, for they said to me, Char
ley, 1t is after the hour! it is after the
hour! We girls put all the clocks
back" I felt how foolish it was not to
have died. and those girls carried on |
around me In such way that declare |
for a minute / wished I had died. 1t ,
was the first great failure of my life.
That was the only event Of my life |
which think comes on the line Of your |
I have never died since, |
and for the last so years I have pretty |
determined that I would not
lie. At present feel that I cannot |
come into the blessed company of "the
spirits Of the just men made perfect"
unless death kills me. BY the Lords
help I never will give up the ghost. If
leath wrestles with him and gets the
ghost, 1t will have to go; but give it
Up never will.-Christian Advocate.