372 ONCE A WEEK. [October 29. 1859.
This choice quality of unconscious characters, a his last trip to Norway, Robert Stephenson was
genuine boyishness, was the peculiarity of both , just such “a noble boy at play,” — a boy till the
Stephensons in a remarkable degree. Even up to last fell grip of disease laid him low, and we were
ROBERT 8TEPIIENSON.
(From a Photograph by Maall and Poly blank.)
startled to learn that a great man was gone from I countrymen, and whose ashes have been fitly laid us, one who had rendered immense services to his in the national mausoleum. Cl.
IN MEMORIAM.
I8AMBARD K. BRUNEL, ROBERT STEPHENSON,
DIED
SEPTEMBER 15TH, OCTOBER 12TH,
Together dead! while living, separate
To outward seeming; treading each a path
Self-chosen, onward, upward, to an end:
A common end, though crossing footsteps mark The steep hill-side whose summit is their goal. Men call this rivalry, — word all too mean Utter’d of those whom earth and sea combine To own victorious, — victors over them.
Gone from us now, as sets the summer sun,
Leaving behind the fruits of glorious day.
Hush every jarring raem’ry of the past;
Accept the judgment of the double grave —
“These two for science travail'd, toil’d, and won — Apart in labours, join’d in death and fame.”
G. R. Tatlor.