LIFE OF MYTTON. 



who, with " all his imperfections on his head," would 

 never die in their hearts or memory! But no more 

 of this. The subject is too painful to dwell on ; and 

 I should be untrue to myself if I did not admit, 

 that my own tears would have mingled with those 

 shed over the grave of John Mytton, and that they 

 have more than once mingled with the ink which 

 has traced his devious course and marked his miser- 

 able end. 



The following account of the funeral appeared in the 

 " Shrewsbury Chronicle : " — 



"FUNERAL OF 

 THE LATE JOHN MYTTON, Esq. 



" We last week announced the death of this eentle- 

 man. His body was conveyed from London, where 

 he expired, to this town, with all solemnity. On pass- 

 ing through the town, many of the shops were closed ; 

 and crowds assembled to take a last look on his bier, 

 and pay the homage of a sigh to the memory of John 

 Mytton. We rejoice to say, that before his death the 

 consolations of religion had been eagerly resorted to, 

 and afforded him both comfort under affliction, and 

 hope in the prospect of eternity. 



