opened it." Whether this referred to the Shakspeare, opened by him at Hang there like fruit, my soul, which he always called among the tenderest lines in Shakspeare, or whether one of his last poems, of which he was fond, was running through his head I cannot tell: Fear not, thou, the hidden purpose of that Power Which alone is great, Nor the myriad world, his shadow, nor the silent He then spoke his last words, a farewell blessing, to my mother and myself. For the next hours the full moon flooded the room and the great landscape outside with light; and we watched in solemn stillness. His patience and quiet strength had power upon those who were nearest and dearest to him; we felt thankful for the love and the utter peace of it all; and his own lines of comfort from "In Memoriam" were strongly borne in upon us. He was quite restful, holding my wife's hand, and, as he was passing away, I spoke over him his own prayer, "God accept him! Christ re ceive him!" because I knew that he would have wished it.-Alfred, Lord Tennyson, a Memoir by his son. TERCHOUT (Adèle "La Comète"). The gay and thoughtless life of this beautiful young woman ended in sad regrets and bitter remembrances, and yet there is some slight hope that there was with her at last a thought real, if not deep, of better things. Does any one remember a beautiful girl who went by the nickname of "La Comete," and flashed through the Parisian world during the last year of the Second Empire? She was called "Comet on account of the exceeding length and loveliness of her golden hair. Théophile Gautier wrote a sonnet to her, Cabanel painted her portrait, Worth dressed her, and Léon Cugnot took her as the model of his statue, "La Baigneuse." Her real name was Adèle Terchout, and just before the FrancoGerman war broke out she declined an offer of marriage from an elderly duke, with a very ancient escutcheon. At that time she owned one of the finest mansions in the Champs Elysées, had twelve horses in her stables and a bushel of diamonds in her dressing-case. Last week this dazzling creature died in a Parisian hospital absolutely destitute, and the disease which carried her off was the most hideous that could befall a pretty womana lupus vorax, or cancer in the face, which totally disfigured her. Like Zola's "Nana," the only vestige left of her beauty when she died was her matchless hair, which measured nearly five feet.-London Truth. THERESA, OR TERESA (Saint, Spanish nun, author of a number of devotional books, a visionary of whom many wonderful miracles are related. She was canonized by Pope Gregory XV.), 1515-1582. "Over my spirit flash and float in divine radiancy the bright and glorious visions of the world to which I go." The claim of celestial illumination was made by her throughout her entire life and in the hour of death, but just what were her last words is very uncertain. At her death-bed the bystanders beheld her already in glory; to one she appeared in the midst of angels, another saw floating over her head a heavenly light that descended and hovered about her,1 another discovered spiritual beings clothed in white entering her cell, another saw a white dove fly from her mouth up to heaven, while at the same time a dead tree near the sacred spot suddenly burst into the fullness of bloom. After her death she appeared to a nun and said that she had not died of disease, but of the intolerable fire of divine love. Salazar: Anamuesis Sanctorum Hispanorum, T. V. p. 529. THURLOW (Edward, Lord Chancellor in the reign of George III.), 1732-1806. “I'll be shot if I don't believe I'm dying.' TIBERIUS (Claudius Nero, Roman Emperor), B. C. 42—A. D. 37. Finding himself dying, he took his signet ring off his finger, and held it awhile, as if he would deliver it to somebody; but put it again on his finger, and lay for some time, with his left hand clenched, and with 1 The luminous faces and bodies of martyrs and saints are common enough in the chronicles of medieval miracles. Some modern physicians think there were physiological causes for the strange and, at the time, startling phe nomena. Bartholin, in his treatise “De Luce Hominum et Brutorum” (1647), gives an account of an Italian lady whom he designates as "mulier splendens," whose body shone with phosphoric radiations when gently rubbed with dry linen; and Dr. Kane, in his last voyage to the polar regions, witnessed almost as remarkable a case of phosphorescence. A few cases are recorded by Sir H. Marsh, Professor Donovan and other undoubted authorities, in which the human body, shortly before death, has presented a pale, luminous appearance. out stirring; when suddenly summoning his attendants, and no one answering the call, he rose; but his strength failing him, he fell down at a short distance from his bed.-Seneca. He died without appointing his successor, but the people cared little for that. They rejoiced at his death, and ran through the streets of Rome crying, Away with Tiberius to the Tiber." 66 TILDEN (Samuel Jones, distinguished American lawyer and politician. He was twice a representative in the Legislature of the State of New York, a member of two Constitutional Conventions, Governor of the State of New York for two years, and a candidate for the Presidency of the United States), 1814-1886. "Water." During the closing hours of life he suffered greatly from thirst. TIMROD (Henry, American poet), 1829-1867. "Never mind, I shall soon drink of the river of Eternal Life," on finding that he could no longer swallow water. "An unquenchable thirst consumed him. Nothing could allay that dreadful torture. He whispered as I placed the water to his lips, 'Don't you remember that passage I once quoted to you from "King John?" I had always such a horror of quenchless thirst, and now I suffer it!' He alluded to the passage And none of you will let the Winter come, "Just a day or two before he left on a visit to you at Copse Hill,' in one of our evening rambles he had re peated the passage to me with a remark on the extraordinary force of the words. "Katie took my place by him at five o'clock (in the morning), and never again left his side. The last spoonful of water she gave him he could not swallow. 'Never mind,' he said, 'I shall soon drink of the river of eternal Life.' Shortly after he slept peacefully in Christ." From a letter by Timrod's sister. TINDAL (Matthew, celebrated author and infidel), 1657-1733. "O God-if there be a God-I desire Thee to have mercy on me." Tindal is particularly celebrated for two publications, the first, issued in 1706, being entitled, "The Rights of the Christian Church Asserted against the Romish and all other Priests;" and the other, published in 1730, called, "Christianity as Old as the Creation, or the Gospel a Republication of the Religion of Nature." 66 TITUS (Flavius Vespasianus, Roman Emperor. He was called by his subjects, "The love and delight of the human race "), 40–81. My life is taken from me, though I have done nothing to deserve it; for there is no action of mine of which I should repent, but one." What that one action was he did not say. TOPLADY (Rev. Augustus Montague, English Calvinistic clergyman and vicar of Broad Henbury, Devonshire. He was the author of several controversial works and of a number of beautiful hymns, chief among which |