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following, at five o'clock in the afternoon Jonathan Otley died, having 



thus nearly completed his ninety-first year. 



It is not for me, who never had the privilege of seeing the old guide 



and early geologist, to make comments upon his life and work, other than 



those already called forth by what has been narrated. But of this we 

 may be sure, that there has been many a man held up to fame for stirring 

 deeds and victories won, who has not half the claim to the admiration of 

 posterity, that quiet, nature-loving, God-serving Jonathan Otley has. May 

 future history rank among its heroes— not the blood-stained conquerors, 

 the amassers of wealth, or the praise-seeking restless spirits— but those 

 who, Hke Jonathan, did their duty in whatever sphere placed, with child- 

 like simplicity and humble confidence, knowing that true happiness 

 consists in the harmony of the spirit of man with the Eternal Spirit— 



"And that unless above himself he can 

 Erect himseK, how poor a thing is man." 



