. Audubon and his journals . Victor G. Audubon, sang a little Spanish song tohim every evening, rarely permitting anything to interferewith what gave him so much pleasure, and evening byevening he listened to the Bucnas Noclies, which was sosoon to be his in reality. His grandchildren, also, were a constant source of en-joyment to him, and he to them, for children always founda friend in him; and thus quietly did he pass through thatvalley which had no shadows for him. I wish to wholly correct the statement that Audubonbecame blind. His sight became impaired by old age,as is usually the case;
. Audubon and his journals . Victor G. Audubon, sang a little Spanish song tohim every evening, rarely permitting anything to interferewith what gave him so much pleasure, and evening byevening he listened to the Bucnas Noclies, which was sosoon to be his in reality. His grandchildren, also, were a constant source of en-joyment to him, and he to them, for children always founda friend in him; and thus quietly did he pass through thatvalley which had no shadows for him. I wish to wholly correct the statement that Audubonbecame blind. His sight became impaired by old age,as is usually the case; he abhorred spectacles or glassesof any kind, would not wear them except occasionally,and therefore did not get the right focus for objects nearby; but his far-sight was hardly impaired. That won-derful vision which surprised even the keen-eyed Indiannever failed him. Well do I remember the tall figure with snow-whitehair, wandering peacefully along the banks of the beautifulHudson. Already he was resting in that border land. MONUMENT IN TRIXITV CHURCH CEMETEKV, NEW YORK. The reverse of the base bears the inscription — Erected to the Memory of JOHN JAMES AUDUBON In the year 1893, by subscriptions raised by the New York Academy of Science. AUDUBON J7 which none can fathom, and it could not have been far togo, no long and weary journey, when, after a few days ofincreasing feebleness, for there was no illness, just as sun-set was flooding the pure, snow-covered landscape withgolden light, at five oclock on Monday, January 27, 1851,the pard-like spirit, beautiful and swift, . . outsoaredthe shadow of our night. In a quiet spot in Trinity Church Cemetery, not far fromthe home where Audubon spent his last years, the remainsof the naturalist were laid with all honor and respect, onthe Thursday following his death. Time brought changeswhich demanded the removal of the first burial-place, anda second one was chosen in the same cemetery, which isnow marked by the beautiful mon
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