HARDEMAN COUNTY TN - OBITUARIES - Rev. Edward Slater, Jr. 1876
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The Bolivar Bulletin
Thursday, September 7, 1876

SLATER - On September 4th, at the residence of Mr. R. Byrum, Rev. Edward
Slater, Jr., son of Rev. E. Slater, of Jackson, Tenn.

     Prostrated by an attack of typhoid fever some weeks since, he rallied,
and for a time his friends hoped he would recover, but Providence decreed
otherwise.  He had a relapse, and the skill of the best physicians was of
no avail.  During his sickness he was the recipient of constant careful
nursing and the warmest solicitude of a large circle of endeared friends.
He sank gradually, and amid the lucid moments of delirium his clear, bright
intellect shone forth to testify to all around that his faith in Christ was
a positive reality, a living power in the last moments of existance.  He
rejoiced as he entered the cold waters, and his faint voice would move to 
syllable the sweet familiar hymns he loved so well to sing.
     He was twenty-one years of age, and gave promise of preeminent
usefulness in the ministry.  Naturally gifted with rare intellectual
endowments, his education was being finished after the highest standard.
His was a pure life.  His father (the Rev. E. Slater, of Jackson,) and mother
have sustained a severe loss in the death of their devited son.  But he has
been taken from the evil to come, and now enters upon a mission of heavenly
usefulness.  Though his voice, as a stringless harp, will no more be heard
on earth, yet his spirit will be attuned to rehearse the joys of that sinless
land.
    We met and communed with him once, and then and there we saw and felt
the real merit of his manly and sweet-spirited opening manhood.
    The Scytheman has clipped the rosebud and it wilts away, but the spirit
that lived and breathed fragrance in his short life still lives and moves,
but in a higher and holier circle of duties.  He is safe.  His life was a
success.  See we to it who live, that our end be like his, an intriduction
to a nobler and purer sphere of existance.  We tender to his bereaved family
the sincerest condolence.
                                                    G.W.A.