ORIGINAL CORRESPONDENCE.

Wellington Independent, Volume X, Issue 1314, 29 September 1858, Page 6 (Supplement)

ORIGINAL CORRESPONDENCE.

(7b the Editor of the Wellington Independent.)

The following Lines-seem so applicable to Mr. Mc'Dsuald's death that perhaps you will Irindlj insert them in your pape*. They are extracted from a Scotch publication. A Sootohman. Once more the " pale horse and his rider" has come , To call one whom we lov'd to a happier home To bid him leare earth, and its trials, and tears For that bright land of bliss, where no sorrow appears. In the uoou of his day, of his honor and fnme, The " grim messenger" 3wiftly and ruthlessly came.— Came without warning, when health's tide raa high, To tell him the best lov'd and bravest must die— To tell him how fickle, ami fleeting and rain Is all of earth's worship and wealth we can gain; How trivial and transient, how powerless to bring One brief hour's respite from death's brooding

wing,— How worthless to cheer, how poor to console, ' When the " dark waves of Jordan" are nearing the soul. 0! how saddeniiing-anH sinful, how awful the loss, To cleave to the world, and not cling by the Cross; To sacrifice Heaven; its hopes and its joys, For earths passiug honours, its perishing toys; To feel and believe that even souls have been sold, For the world's brenth of fame, its power, and its gold. But we know that the heart lying breathless and still, Could widely discern 'twixt the good and the ill; That whilst honour and greatness by men were bestowed,' He forgot not the goodness and greatness of God j While the world shared his labours, his talents, and time, His " closet" could speak of a holier shrine; Aud though step after step he toiled to renown, He toiled to and strived for a Heavenly crown. Mourn not then that one so respected aud lov'd Should from time's busy : shores be so swiftly removed, He has gono where no malice, no \ook of '. ; disdain, Can bring to the pure soul one dark throb of

pain; Where earth's changing love, its smile and its frown, Its farewells and tears are unfelt and unknown; ■ Where no sun sinks in night, no darkness can fall, . For the " Lamb" is their light, their life, and their all. . .. .