The Continental Monthly, Vol. 2, No. 2, August, 1862: Devoted to Literature and National PolicyVarious
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The Continental Monthly, Vol. 2, No. 2, August, 1862: Devoted to Literature and National Policy
Various
Literature, Modern -- 19th century -- Periodicals; United States -- Politics and government -- 19th century -- Periodicals
'Roselins,' he said, addressing one of the most eminent of the lawyers
of the New-Orleans bar, as he held his hand, 'You see I am going; you
see I am not afraid to die. Take care of the estate; 'tis not mine,'tis
God's and the poor's.' And thus, without a struggle, the soul of John
McDonogh passed to its Maker.
His death was truly a desolate one. No devoted relatives or friends
gathered around his couch to cheer his last moments with those tender
tokens of love and sorrow which so sweeten the otherwise bitter cup of
death. No soft hand of woman smoothed his pillow or relieved the agony
of pain and suffering by the timely opiate or emollient. No weeping
little ones were there to cheer his heart with the assurance that on
their dear pledges of affection his name and virtues will live after
him. His lawyer, physician, and his servants were the only witnesses to
the mortal agony of one who could have commanded troops of devoted
friends, and who possessed the qualities which might have adorned the
domestic and social circle.
So departed this life the rich and eccentric possessor of acres
sufficient to have made a duchy or a kingdom, and of money adequate to
the maintenance of the dignity and power of such a position.
But if his death and funeral were attended by so few witnesses, an
occasion quickly followed which was honored by the presence of a large,
eager, curious crowd. It was when his will was probated and read in
court. Intense was the curiosity of the public to know what disposition
the eccentric old man had made of his enormous property. This feeling
was soon gratified. The will was produced. It was a curious document,
written on stout foolscap by the testator himself, in a remarkably neat,
clear hand, with the lines as close as type, and his autograph signed to
every page. Being an holographic will, under the law of Louisiana it
required no witness. Ever since 1838, this will had lain among certain
old papers of the deceased; and yet, during all this time, it had been
'the thought by day and dream by night' of the devoted old millionaire.
In its preparation, he had consulted the most eminent lawyers and
studied the most approved law-books bearing on his grand scheme. Truly,
a curious, bold, and gigantic scheme it was. But let us to the will. In
a slow, solemn and impressive tone, the judge proceeded to read to an
eager and interested multitude this remarkable testament.
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