On June 22d, Dea. Alfred Maxson, of Walworth, Wis., passed over Jordan, to enter into the Canaan of heavenly rest, of which he has been for many years enjoying transporting views from Pisgah's lofty top. The disease which liberated his triumphant soul, and tumbled down his old mud-walled cottage, was schyrous affection of the stomach, which was painful and lingering in its progress, and reduced him to a mere skeleton, while he was yet able to walk about; but through all his bodily suffering, his spirit uniformly triumphed over the fear of death. For a long time he felt an assurance that his work was done, and his "departure was at hand." He lacked but a few days of 73 years when he lay down in the arms of Jesus and fell quietly asleep, like an infant in its mother's bosom.
The writer of this brief notice is not sufficiently acquainted with the life of Dea. Maxson previous to his emigrating to Wisconsin, to give a correct biographical sketch of his life, but hope someone who is competent will do so. My acquaintance with him in this country has been such as to establish a conviction that he was a man of strong faith, and ever ready to stand, and ever did, in the most emphatic manner "stand up for Jesus." In this demise, not only a disconsolate widow and a large family of children and friends are bereaved, but the Church of God and the whole neighborhood are shrouded in mourning, as was evinced on the 24th, when a very numerous congregation of the church and citizens generally, with overflowing tears, came together to mingle their sympathies, and pay their last respects to the pious dead.
The funeral discourse was given by Eld. Coon, of Milton, from 2 Tim. iv 7, 8.
