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Show TELLS FAMILY NOT TO WEEP WHEN HE N EARS DEATH F. Marion Crawford, the Novelist, Passes Away at Sorrento, Italy. Sorrento, Italy, AdHI 9. F. Marion Crawford, the novelist, died here at 7:30 this evening. He was born in 1845. Mr..-Crawford . knew the end was near and calmly he encouraged his family to bear up and to cease weeping. weep-ing. "I enter soon into eternity," he said. Mr. Crawford collapsed last night, but then was without fever. Sadly h? expressed the presentment that he-was he-was soon to die, but almost immediately imme-diately afterward, when referring to the approaching Good Friday, he said: "I die with Christ." Mr. Crawford's daughter at his re quest men read to him Plato s dialogues, dia-logues, the novelist declaring that they taught him serenity in death. Everywhere ton ght in the village of Saint Agnello, where the Villa Crawford Craw-ford stanads, next to an old Capuchin monastery and amid orange groves, 200 feet above the sea, there was profound pro-found mourning over Mr. Crawford's death. The fishermen and peasants, among whom the author was most popular, went to the villa to express their sorrow. . All the shops in the village vil-lage were closed. The municipality desires to give Mr. Crawford a public funeral, but it is believed that it was his wish to have no pomp and the matter will be held in abeyance until tomorrow, when the author's will will be opened. The news of Mr. Crawford's death has been cabled to Former President Roosevelt at Port Said. Mr. Roosevelt and Mr. Crawford were intimate friends and when the former was in Naples, made inquiries as to the condition con-dition of the author. O wet green winter grass. Sodden and chill with rain. There are some footsteps that wjll never pass Along the fields again. O fresh blue air of spring, When the lights lie long upon the slope, : There are two eyes to which you cannot can-not bring Your lights of youth and hope. O white syringa tree, Year in, year out, below our feet There is one heart to all eternity That will not stir nor beat. |