Year: 1862

| S~h''At
| to put death in.


We are reading something about hcme,
/ and all at once we are in O place OF graves !;
we are looking over the testimonials to the
Elixir of Life, and come, before we know it,
upon Died Last Night


If there were only some retired and shad-
ed corner in newspaper, with willow or an
urn in it, where the names that have no
owners could be recorded and We could go
when weary with rambling through the columns
of hustle and blsDess, and read and think
how surely one after another, all names tend
thither those that stand at the head of the
column editorial in capitals those that are
pointed at with finger, and wondered over
with exclamation points, and asked after with
iute:rogations those that were brides the
other day, and are brides still, but with new
bridegrooms those that were heroes, and
found place in the leader ; or beautiful and
woven in a wreath for 'Poe.'s Corner
But there is no such retreat-nothing but
a narrow black like --, to keep the world
out to prevent the railway train, whose
times are advertised below from running
over the names and otliterating it, And SO
it is like grove in ,horoughfare covered
with dust, and Jared by passing wheels it



it is ouly for day.


Died last night It was nobody that
yoas know, you think, and so you pass on to a
sale or bargain that you see beyond, and
forget that there was ever such O name or
such a dying in the world How apt We ere
to forget that there are those who can
hardly see the name for the heavy rain that
is falling, while the heavens overhead are
l. -; -. nj, +hot RI thnponu
that see world pat out where you discern
Il name that wonder how the sun can
shine since sundown came to them who hear
with their hearts the idle laugh that's passing
on the wind.


Died last night A pleasant time to die,
but not last nght-ah, no-some other night,
great while yet to come. To go abroad by
the true light of stars TO find the way out
from the pot of earth by everlasting lamps.
Died last night How many died ? how
many beautiful and good how many young
and fair how many reverend and wise =
Some that you know and we know ; per-
haps one that you and we loved. We
shall hear of it by aud by, and then we
shall remember that it was last night she
! died.


! To die at any time lis dreadful and awful
| thing ; 10 die when day is breaking to die
at high noon to die when the pearl and
gold of morning and the glow of noon are
all blended upon the palette f~~the West,
Till the sky looks like q great tinted she'll
thrown up upon tue shore of Eternity. But
to go from this world to that, in the night,
by the pale light Of stars is most solemn and


beautiful of all. And then there is a dignity
about that going away alone that wrapping
! the mantle CT Immortality about US !; that put.
| ting aside with pale hand the azure curtains
that are drawn around this cradle Of a world !;


that venturing away from home for the first


time in our lives for we are not dead there
is nothing dead to speak of and seeing foreign
countries that are not laid down on any maps


we know about. There must be lovely lands
somewhere starward, for none ever return that
go there, and we very much doubt whether
any would return if they;could.


Died last night Well, in a few days,
as soon as they can-they take down the old
family Bible, somewhere, and they write de


parture-the clearance of soul Sometimes
! it is bud, but as rare Ben johnson said, so
everybody thinks:


! /" Twas but bud, yet did contain


More sweetness than shall bloom again"


Sometimes blossom waited from the tree,


by some returning breath, to heaven. How
different the record on the other page, year
or so ago, when they set down the new name


the same name they write now but owner
less: that may be heard a few times, but not


in the crowd, not in the merry festival, but in


the twilight hours, at home, and then be sylla-


bled no more


THE DEMIJoHN CHURCH-Od~ Judge l., of


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