Poetry. on the Death of a Friend
"Thou wilt not leave us in the dust; "Thou madest man, he knows not why; "He thinks he was not made to die: "And Thou hast made him—Thou art just."…
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Obituaries & funerals, 1859
8 stories in Hunter Valley's papers
Maitland Mercury. Saturday, April 2, 1859 Death of Mr. Robert Campbell
THE following announcement, made in the Herald of Thursday, will have been perused by our readers with sincere sorrow:- "Our readers will pirceive from the Parliamentary…
Continued on Trove, page 2 →Funeral of the Hon. Robert Campbell. (From a Government Gazette Extraordinary, Wednesday, 6th April.) Colonial Secretary's Office, Sydney, 6th April, 1859
His Excellency the Governor-General, with feelings of regret, announces to the public the decease, on the 30th ultimo, of the Honorable Robert Campbell, Esquire, Colonial Treasurer, and Secretary for Finance and Trade…
Continued on Trove, page 6 →The Funeral of the Late Hon. Robert Campbell. (From the Herald, March 9.)
This melancholy event, which will be regarded by many of our fellow citizens in the light oF a great social bereavement, took place yesterday at Parramatta in the presence of some five or six thousand colonists. Never, we believe, in the annals of…
Continued on Trove, page 2 →Poetry. on the Death of the Rev. G. K. RUSDEN, M.A., Aged 73
The honor'd Fastor, ripe in years. Hath gone to his eternal rest- Hath left this vale of "sings and tears," To live " [?] the mansions of the blest."…
Continued on Trove, page 3 →Supplement to the Maitland Mercury. [?] on the Death of the Late Hon. Robert Campbell, Esq
The good man's gone, Australia's true born son Has pass'd from this uncharitable earth. The battle's fought, the victory is won; Moura him, Australia, for his sterling worth…
Continued on Trove, page 6 →The Late Murderous Attack by Chinese Death of the Victim. (From the Bendigo Mercury, of June 7.)
The unfortunate man, M'Elligott, so brutally set upon by the Chinese, in his store, at Ironbark Gally, never rallied since his maimed arm was taken off on Sunday last, and expired yesterday, about six o'olook a.m…
Continued on Trove, page 3 →Poetry. on the Death of the King of Naples
Thy eclipse is come at last. Bomba[?]—What to thee is all the past Of this unreal life? Thou hast had thy regal day…
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