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Show THERE is something beautiful in the passing of a life such as thut of our venerable friend und fellow-citizen, Brother Richard Pulmer. He had grown old in well-doing, and had rounded out a useful and examplary career. There were no defects in his physical tabernacle us a result of improper im-proper methods of life, and as a consequence con-sequence the taper of his life lingered ns long as there was a vestige of fuel on which it could feed. He died at the ripe old age of 89 years, carrying. with him the universal respect of all who knew him, He embarked for the other oth-er shore with as much confidence and assurance of whot ho would find there ns in life he would hove set out for a neighboring town. He goes unscarred by sin and richly deserving of tho reward he so confidently expected. |