. The great American book of biography . f July at the celebration at Ouincy. Igive you, said he, Independence forever! He was now rapidly declining. On the morning of the 4th his physicianjudged that he would scarcely survive the day. There was the ringing of bells,the exultant music of martial bands, the thunders of artillery from ships and forts,,from hills and valleys, echoing all over our land, as rejoicing millions welcomedthe natal day of the nation. Mr. Adams, upon his dying couch, listened to thesesounds of joy with silent emotion. Do you know what day it is ? some oneinquired. Oh, ye
. The great American book of biography . f July at the celebration at Ouincy. Igive you, said he, Independence forever! He was now rapidly declining. On the morning of the 4th his physicianjudged that he would scarcely survive the day. There was the ringing of bells,the exultant music of martial bands, the thunders of artillery from ships and forts,,from hills and valleys, echoing all over our land, as rejoicing millions welcomedthe natal day of the nation. Mr. Adams, upon his dying couch, listened to thesesounds of joy with silent emotion. Do you know what day it is ? some oneinquired. Oh, yes! he replied: it is the glorious 4th of July. God blessit! God bless you all! It is a great and glorious day. Thomas Jefferson,he murmured at a later hour to himself, still survives. These were his lastwords. But he was mistaken. An hour or two before, the spirit of Jeffersonhad taken its flight. The sands of his own long and memorable life were nowrun out, and gently he passed away into that sleep from which there is noearthly VIEW OF THE CAFirOL, WASHINGTON.
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