The gold leaf., 1910-10-06

our parts and move on the stage
under the direction of the Master.
In the hereafter does it matter
whether one lived ten or fifty or a
hundred years."
GAS shadows cast by clouds and sun,
Fit in the summers grass
So in the sight, Almighty One,
Earth's generations pass
And as the years and endless host
Come pressing swiftly on
The brightest names that earth can
boast
Just glisten, and are gone.
eve mourn not without comfort.
His family and his friends haVeeVery
consolation that the Christian 1alth
affords. He has but met the inevlta-
BILE fate: When the shadow OF the
wing passed over his pillow he hardly
heard its rustic, but without pain
and without fear he quickly answered
the summons and his true and faith
full soul stepped into the white pres,
ence of the God who gaveit. He had
in his early manhood performed the
first duty of man, made his peace
with God, accepted Jesus the Chrlst
as his Saviour, and as he went down
into the valley he went not alone,
but I doubt not that the Friend that
sticketh closer than a brother was
with him, and passed him on to
never-ending life"
EX-GOVERNOR AYCOCK'S TRIB-
UTE.
Ex-Governor Charles B. AycOck
paid the following tribute to the
memory of DR.. Dixon:
ga good man has passed from
among us-while we slept he lett US
to come home no more. With DOW
ers unabated-in the full tide OF life,
capable of much work. but with
many years behind him filled to the
full with almost every known activity
and interest, he has ceased from
earthly labors for higher work. God
is good and took our friend whileyet
untired to fresher and broader and
higher fields ofusefulness and ofglory.
Shall we sit in sorrow and in gloom
while his glorified spirit wings its
flight throughout infinity in thoughts
so beautiful and deeds so sublime that
our widest imagination cannot at
tain the smallest glory OF it? He
knows what makes the stars SHINE,
now. Nevertheless we are weak-we
cannot help from missing his kindly
smile, his joyous laughter, his noble
words of wisdom, his fine and manly
admonition.
CDR. Dixon was a man of singular
beauty of person and emphasis OF
presence. He was good, gentle and
brave. He loved his State and when
called he gave to the South the en-
thusiastic devotion Of a boy. He
loved humanity. and when his nation
called, he volunteered to fight for
Cuban liberty. He was a many-sided
man-soldier, physician, preacher.
teacher, statesman-he was excellent
in all. He knew the people we'll and
loved them-he respected their set
tied convictions, but no man feared
less their hasty passions. 1t was my
pleasure to be with him four years in
the service OF the State He was
under the constitution one of my Of
fetal advisers | never sought his
counsel in vain nor without profit.
He was full of knowledge and his
learning was strengthened and sweet
ened by beautiful devotion to his
State. He was courageous in diff
culties and always met them with a
bold front and courageous smile.
His frankness had an outspoken
quality about it which might at
times had hurt had it not been tenn
pered by a geniality OF manner and
sweetness OF tone that softened the
directness ofspeech. His personality
was attractive, his manners engaging
and his speech fluent. In social life
he was fine conversationalist and
one OF the very best Of story tellers.
On the public platform he stood
among the first OF our orators-his
thought noble and clothed in Ian
guage both forceful and rich, he kept
his audience with him throughout
his speech and moved them at will,
either to laughter or to tears. His
voice was beautifully modulated and
sweet as lutte. In the campaign OF
1900 I heard him every day for two
weeks and with ever increasing pleas
ure.
"But these are the signs known Of
all men. We who had the happiness
to enjoy his intimacy knew him better
and loved him more. We knew the
strength and the sweetness of him
we knew the constancy OF his friend
ship we had glimpses of that daily
life with his family which was so wise
and full of light that his step-sons
never knew from word or act of his
That he was not indeed their real
father. Such men are rare, and when
they leave US we must miss them.
We cannot help but mourn their alb
sence. Less than two short weeks
ago he and | walked together through
these streets happy in the knowledge
OF a friendship that nothing can
break-our hearts were filled with
that sense of equality essential to
every real friendship. Death has
touched him with her magic wand
and today he stands full robed in i'm
mortality and with a knowledge so
vast and profound that l must needs
feel the loneliness of my great depth
below him. Do | mourn his death or
is my mourning but a noble desire
to be like unto him? Who knows ?''
Kills Murderer.
A merciless murderer is Annenflicitis with