| Show z A MOVING file the M E t e rl i is n ciul n t multitudinous f tx ti t u d i death e ci t li or r a V e g t c r n it ti t the tile following re review of a western obituary appears i ars in the atlantie monthly von tuy the rc ic obituary s sound as if it had been written by judge goodwin good win and fie vic criticism by mark twain PT lie ile is gone yea lie is 13 gone but we ire havo hia his obituary ho ile lived out toward the rear of si a western state ante and there ah also ho died that is enough about him birn let us wave him aside our fight id is with the obituary I think it contains rhetorical blemishes thus it begins While yet on the threshold of animated strife aind no unkind vis via ions oa on lifes journey J overtaken by iha the still voice of the tomb bo be responded by enlisting in tho tile great army of tho past post I do not think these ingredients arc are mixed properly if there was a fight and the light fight was in tho the hou house se threshold goes possibly po pas sibly well w ell with animated strife but not otherwise but I do not think there was a fight at that time he did not enlist until later alien he lie was on a journey and mid was overta overtaken ken by the still voice of the tomb ilia ITIS mis mistake lay lai in respond responding inz ho lie could have let on that he lie cm did not hear since it bilea wag a still voice while yd yet the spring timo tinto of youth blossomed on hia his loeb locks s tho the cold touch of an untimely frost fell upon ami and nipped a li life fe which was iva yet in bloom now you see there was wa no fight at all he froze to death but thus it is when the lamp of life firo shines brightest its extinguishment produces thickest darkness he had his lantern with him therefore he could have been nothing in but a scout sent out to hunt up the enemy I think it possible bl that there wa was s no fight limpf lif at best i is s lut but an exiled wandering pilgrim on a desert island surrounded surround Wd by the boundless and merciless nea se of eternity on whose barren coast inevitable death awaits awatt g on every y ad side ita it victim unawares y starved to death on oil an island and probably drowned into the bargain life is full of trouble A ere yet the fruits of man nian hoods boods laurel urel had ripen rip enri i on his brow he be laid himself to rt ret in communion with the dead there is no reason reasonable a bl e fault to be found with his not waiting for the brov crop for eatn if the laurel yielded a I b berry ery which it docs does not it would 11 not t r ripen i pe n on a n persons brow ere yet the shadows of dicapi p pointed hinted lio hobb darkened the hori horizon hon of a dawning future he lie reclined on h his i S lower dondl to mingle with the cold ana forgot forgotten I en dust I do not like this A person does not travel with a couch and a lantern too in ill such a place as that and why cold dust Is its the warm kind preferable and did lid man lie down and cover up and peter out in the natural way after all there arc are many perplexing difficult us es about h his is history during many lon long years with that filial affection affect I on which wili ch makes a child loved by its parents and re by its ho be its has a husband father son and ani brother filial F affection does not prove anything tho tile official records of thu the country will show whether it ho was a fattier father mother brother and sister or not but filial affection is no sufficient evidence of mere abstract pretensions like these I for his folks ho lie lived that is all right let that pass the object of thi qin is what he lie died tor for that and vh which I cli thing it was that killed him the most blit the thunderbolt of heart n bait has fallen cillen upon the hearthstone of their family circle I why good land he was struck lj iris by lightning i g i je g tako take it ft all around thid this ia is one ono of the most m ost checkered death bd we s that has ever come under my observation Deta destroyed royed in fight n frostbitten frost bitten I starved I drowned I squelched in the tranquil couch splintered by the bolts ot of li heaven cavell it is u little wonder that lie faded from oar our view view it kiy mariot not perchance p reliance have been given him to climb the dizzy ili lights fits of statesmanship where bacon and burko burke cereso were so often heard or lathair df deeply ply the amson of te keence ce ence where huxley If and ll 11 with fa millar steps the natural phrase is inis misplaced placed I here I ere one doea does not fathom a bosom neither do any but the roost most reckless people go tramping around in such a place bat but he is pone gone lie ile sleeps his long laal last sleep unconscious of the night winds that chant the requiem oer hia his trave grave or tor lie veil keiper er breezes that play among abou amou the lonesome pine making nausie as though each bough played the strings of apollos Apo lloa golden harp very well that ia is nil all square and right Z and all to his addan advantage age top too but he im mirml his obituary |
