. Life and death : being an authentic account of the deaths of one hundred celebrated men and women, with their portraits . way that of a great man. EightKapellmeisters were the pall bearers, and the bier was surrounded by thirty-six of the most distinguished men in Vienna holding torches. In theSt. Augustine Church, the Libera from Mozarts Requiem was per-formed—Deliver me, O Lord! from eternal death—Lablache singing thebass part. The poet Grillparzer composed an oration, which was deliveredover the grave by one of the leading artists of Vienna. It closed with theseeloquent words: Such was he


. Life and death : being an authentic account of the deaths of one hundred celebrated men and women, with their portraits . way that of a great man. EightKapellmeisters were the pall bearers, and the bier was surrounded by thirty-six of the most distinguished men in Vienna holding torches. In theSt. Augustine Church, the Libera from Mozarts Requiem was per-formed—Deliver me, O Lord! from eternal death—Lablache singing thebass part. The poet Grillparzer composed an oration, which was deliveredover the grave by one of the leading artists of Vienna. It closed with theseeloquent words: Such was he; so he died; so will he live for ages. Yehave not lost but gained him. The body must disappear, for no flesh maycross the threshold of immortality, but he whom we mourn is among thegreat of all the Ages and must live for ever. Therefore, though sorrowful,let us be calm, and when the power of his creations overwhelms us like aflood, and when this rapture shall be shared, as we hope, by those yetunborn, we may say, We were of those who buried him. We wept overhis grave. Authorities: Thayer; Moscheles; Grove; /U.^^vtTv^. A^. M,v%,/ IlloMAS FAIllliK AMi MOTHKK. No. 81 The Death of James Carlyle (Father of Thomas Carlyle,the essayist and historian). Born 1758. Died 1832. SOON after New Years Day, on 26th January 1832, a great sorrow came—the unexpected news of my fathers death. He had been in bed illonly a few hours when the last hour proved to be there, unex-pectedly to all, except perhaps to himself: for ever since my sister Margaretsdeath, he had been fast failing though none of us took notice enough, suchhad been the perfection of his health almost all through the seventy-threeyears he had lived. He was called away by a death apparently of the mildest,on Sunday morning about six. He had taken what was thought to be a badcold on the Monday preceding, but rose every day and was sometimes out ofdoors. Occasionally he was insensible, but when spoken to he re


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