It was a sad occasion. The doctor said the man couldn’t live, and weeping friends surrounded Ids bedside. He was not reconciled to depart. He was young and there was much to hold him to life. He struggled hard, mentally, to accept the situation, but ho couldn’t feel right about it. At length ho opened his eyes and asked in a feeble whisper if the leader of the village band was at home. If so he desired, as a dying request, that the band be brought out and allowed to play one of their favorite airs, No. 0 he thought, under his window. The appeal was granted, and before the concludingstrain was reached a submissive smile hovered about the shrunken lips of the departing one as ho murmured, “ I’m resigned. Nothing—worse—can—happen—now.” Then his light went out.
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South Canterbury Times, Issue 2395, 19 November 1880, Page 4
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136Page 4 Advertisements Column 4 South Canterbury Times, Issue 2395, 19 November 1880, Page 4
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