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Dr. Tappan

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Day
30
Month
December
Year
1881
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Public Domain
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Tfcenewgoftue death of Dr. Tappao will come as a great shock, and will bc UwcaUM ot ' heartfelt soirow t his inauy old and wurm fnends ia MU'liigan. It was very suddfii and untxpected to ushere; allhough as we look back now over the put ye ar we can sea that he had failed in physical streugth. Ilis mind was as brlght arm rlgoroui as in ihfiold UnivensUy dayt and bistpiritwat as 'in-i iful and youthful. There was, indeed, so niucli of the boy in his sweet, loving nature, tli.it his daughter used to cali hini "the eternal youth ot the family." The idea oí death, wheu he was taken ill on 'Ihur.-,day moroliig, did not occur to us, for wc thonght, as he dit!, that it was a simple attack ot' indigestión. We did not teel seriousljr alarined unül Monday, November I4th, when hls Btrengtb. begau rapidly to deeieasc, and Monday night the altend ing phj lician deoided t rgmaln, and. with Dr. Brunnow, watcli the effect of stronger retaedlesthaii bad been used bef ore. At about 80'clock on Tuesday uiorning, November 15, 1Ö81, Dr. Tappan seemed go niucli bitter, that the doctors decided they inight leave hun with safety, anti told Mrs. Tappan she might rest by her buaband until morning. Uut in a very short time Ibe saw that a ch&ngq had come, and callcil the doctor, who kncw aL once that the end was near. Dr. Tappao said to bis wife, "now I feel more comtbrtable. I tliink 1 can rest," and slie, knowinjj that it would be the eternal rest of death, said : "Yes, dading, now yon can rest-"' There was 011e severe spasiu of pain, ttaen his eyes openeü wlde, as ÜlOQgh piereing through thu v il which divides the mortal trom the imiuurtal, a lovely sinile came over his face, making italmost shine as with a lignt divine; there were h few short breaths, then tin"peace whlch passeth all uoderstanding" settled down upon his beautiful face and we knew that the spirit of one of the uoblest and purest and most gifted ot' meii liad returned to Him who gave it. Ho let L us just as the sun was beglnninc to gild tlie tops of the mouulains and throw its rays into the blue waters of the lake - the hour ofallothers he loved the best. It was a beautiful close to a long and beautiful llfe. None but loving hearts were near hiuiand none but loving hands touched liim. The bitterness of death was all for us who remained, none for him, who "is not daad but sleepeth." As he himself had so beautifully expressed it, he has gone " A holier world to tind In tracks more hriiu There shines a lovlicr day. As the uarthly lades awuy." Although Dr. Tappan h.id only been living in Vevey one year, he had entieared himself to all the people about, and even those who did not know him personally but had seeu him passing witli his dog - asplenditl specimen of the St. Bernard breed - were iuterested in and attracted loward him, for he always had a kind word and a pleasant smile tor every one, so his death was universally lamented. Evidences of sympathy and affection came trom the most unexpected sourcea. Flowers were seht from perfect strangeis, as wellas trom Iliose who knt'W and lOTed him. Not only did they come trom diÜVreut parta ot Swit.erlaiiil, but alsofrom P. iris and FranUioit (in-the-ilain. Among others a beautlful wreath came from au Eugli-h geaüeman (ntphew of the Duke of' Wellington) and his wife, who were strangere, staying at the Grand Hotel, with a card upon which nraa written : "As a token of sympathy from English hearts in a foreigu land.1' People oame trom Uasle and Geueva, and Americana passing through Vevey remained over to lestify their respect tbr the tamily, anti regret at the death of so distinguished a couutrymau, by attending the funeral. Among those who followcd his remains to their last restiug place were the late Bishop of Uichigan, Dr. McCoskry, an old and valuetl friend of Dr. Tappan, and Mr. J. II. Adams, of Quincy, Massaehnseit-, a grandson of John Adams and nëphew ot' John Quincy Atlauis. We laid him to rest uuder a cypress tree, in a little rural graveyard, on the side of the mouniain back ot' Beauval (the Tappan villa), umi overlooking the lake and snow-eapped mountains of the opposite shore. 11 in fotlin was rcverently carried by ftigtat peasants. As the sad procession passed out of the gateway, the cloutls, which liad suddenly c1h;i-"J --7, me W 11116 to(is shoue out with un alinost uneartbly beauty, and all the bells in the little viilago began to toll. It was all so solemn anti impressive that even our tears were stayed. It seeiuetl to us that we could hrar the rustling of' angels' wings, and we feit that the Divine presence was with us. I shall never forget the sacredness and beauty of the whole Uing. Our dear old triend! we shall miss every hour; and yet we have him always with us in the beautiful memories which cluster so closely about nis name. It is sad, Indeed, to seehisempty chair and to longl"or a "Touch of the vanished hand. And the sound ot a voice which is stül," But he yet lives in the hearts of those who loved him, and they are amoug all tl ricli and poor, high and low. Dr. Tappan a loveof, and sympalhv wiili, nature increased as he grew older. In his di'linhitul villa on the shores of Lake Le111 :t ti, in the mitlst of the graiitlcstaiid most beautiful scenery ot' Switerlaud, he pttMOd la.-t year of his lift. Uut ol' doois he was always happy, "looklng through nature Op to nature's God," and indoor-, in li is stucly, siiiToumlcd by his favorite DÖOkï, and with his dog at his tt-el, he ottcupitd himsflf in the study of all the great quilions of the day 1 He was a poet, a phHóso .lier nnd a ('hristian; and altllOUgb In: li;is gone from ouralrht, his works do live, and his Influence will last forever.

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Ann Arbor Courier
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