| Show DEATH BEAM ut A MAN diell died Ned neild a y sept 0 1896 at 9 0 ase mtr am a m alfi alcied e hyrkin uin ilay bAll aged 21 ojars 3 months and typhoid lever fever funeral friday at ai 1 sin in ironi frons ath vard mard nie meeting eting house I 1 all nature clings to life per overfed vert ed reason or b hopes may welcome dissolution disso lulion but along the tiar dewed pathway of the grim messenger lie bleeden ble bleeding edin hearts and shattered prospects it is never an easy thing thin to die it ia never an easy thing to say farewell to the kindred soul as it start upon that mysterious voyage voyad across the sea of eternity mafte wafted d av by the wishes of loving friends guided by the corn com 1 pass of faith we may mav think that after one lias has filled out the time for nian man when lie he has reached the end of physical endurance when he has passed the limit of mental worth when he be s ases cs that all is vanity ati and vexation of spirit we may think he might lis lie down and be content to die even then when the ear is dead to the sounds of nature when the eye is dim denit to the beauties of the world when the forn forni i is bent and racked with pain even then does the dying wait man struggle with the inevitable and clutch at every straw of science to keep himself afloat I 1 but in the glorious clorious lo rious room morn of manhood when the golden sun of hope tints every straggling cloud with love and promise when K ben every pla plan n is formed and the start stan upon wei life s journey is already wade nade when the eager boy is rushing into manhood with a joyous prospect just before him it is sad indeed to see the hying feet give way and the picture fade from view to know that all his aspirations plans and dreams ganve been in vain to realize that he sinks into j n to the tb e sleep of death with the music of love still ringing in his ears dreaming 0 of himself and another before the holy hearth of home a vision unfulfilled if it be sad to mark the bowed bov ed with age ge sink in tile llie halls halla of the tomb closing the changes of ech ilk in the still darkness ot of its ita ling gloom oil Ohi an hat EL shallow shadow oer the heart is flun lung when duals the requiem of tle hie strong an and young |
