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and folded with those of the pure and blest of bygone 

 ages. The incidents and coincidents of the last, great 

 moments of his being here, were remarkable and 

 affecting. Neither he nor his wife died at the home 

 they had made so happy with the beauty and savor 

 of their virtues. Under another and a distant roof 

 they both laid themselves down to die. The husband's 

 hand was linked in his wife's, up to within a few short 

 steps of the river's brink, when, touched with the cold 

 spray of the dark waters, it fell from its hold and was 

 superseded by the strong arm of the angel of the 

 covenant, sent to bear her first across the flood. In 

 life they were united to a oneness seldom witnessed 

 on earth ; in death they were not separated except by 

 the thinnest partition. Though her spirit was taken 

 up first to the great and holy communion above, the 

 ministering angel of God's love let her body remain 

 with him as a pledge until his own spirit was called to 

 join hers in the joint mansion of their eternal rest. 

 On the very day that her body was carried to its long 

 home, his own unloosed, to its upward flight, the soul 

 that had made it shine for half a century like a temple 

 erected to the Divine Glory. The years allotted to 

 him on earth were even to a day. Just sixty-six were 

 measured off to him, and then "the wheel ceased to 

 turn at the cistern," and he died on his birthday. 



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