"Died suddenly in this city on Monday the 5th instant, in the 10th year of his age from the fracture of the skull, occasioned by a kick from a horse, Nathaniel McNairy, youngest son of General William G. Harding of this county. Seldom has any event occurred amidst the frequent and distressing casualties that meet us at every step, calculated to admonish us more painfully, how frail a thing is human life and how suddenly its purest associations may be sundered, never again to know a renewal upon earth than the untimely death of this interesting boy. Brief and afflicted, beyond his share, was his stay upon earth but there was that in the truthfulness and beauty of his daily life, in the bright and quiet, cheerful spirit, unsubdued by the hand of affliction that rested long and heavily upon him and in the generous and noble nature that yearned with affection toward all that was beautiful and good, that rendered him the object of fervent attachment with all who knew him.
Impotent are the teachings of human reason - unavailing the suggestion of human sympathy, to give balm to the hearts whose homes have been made desolate and whose hopes have withered under this severe and startling dispensation of a mysterious providence. But there is some mitigation of their anguish in the belief that he is now at rest. Early escaped from a scene of suffering and care - where our days are few at the longest and chequered at the best - and that his spirit, released from its feeble tenement and ere too it had felt the blight of misfortune, but bright, beautiful and unsullied, has regained the society of loved and lost ones, that have gone before him to the pure region of the "better land." "Where no passing cloud Obscures the scene. No blight on this young tree No thought of what may be Or what hath been. But all in Hope, all Hope. For all things are possessed. No - Peace without alley, And innocence and joy Fills the young breast. W"
The end is missing.
Obit Courtesy The Whig Newspaper & The Nashville City Cemetery's web site published June 10, 1843
Impotent are the teachings of human reason - unavailing the suggestion of human sympathy, to give balm to the hearts whose homes have been made desolate and whose hopes have withered under this severe and startling dispensation of a mysterious providence. But there is some mitigation of their anguish in the belief that he is now at rest. Early escaped from a scene of suffering and care - where our days are few at the longest and chequered at the best - and that his spirit, released from its feeble tenement and ere too it had felt the blight of misfortune, but bright, beautiful and unsullied, has regained the society of loved and lost ones, that have gone before him to the pure region of the "better land." "Where no passing cloud Obscures the scene. No blight on this young tree No thought of what may be Or what hath been. But all in Hope, all Hope. For all things are possessed. No - Peace without alley, And innocence and joy Fills the young breast. W"
The end is missing.
Obit Courtesy The Whig Newspaper & The Nashville City Cemetery's web site published June 10, 1843
"Died suddenly in this city on Monday the 5th instant, in the 10th year of his age from the fracture of the skull, occasioned by a kick from a horse, Nathaniel McNairy, youngest son of General William G. Harding of this county. Seldom has any event occurred amidst the frequent and distressing casualties that meet us at every step, calculated to admonish us more painfully, how frail a thing is human life and how suddenly its purest associations may be sundered, never again to know a renewal upon earth than the untimely death of this interesting boy. Brief and afflicted, beyond his share, was his stay upon earth but there was that in the truthfulness and beauty of his daily life, in the bright and quiet, cheerful spirit, unsubdued by the hand of affliction that rested long and heavily upon him and in the generous and noble nature that yearned with affection toward all that was beautiful and good, that rendered him the object of fervent attachment with all who knew him.
Impotent are the teachings of human reason - unavailing the suggestion of human sympathy, to give balm to the hearts whose homes have been made desolate and whose hopes have withered under this severe and startling dispensation of a mysterious providence. But there is some mitigation of their anguish in the belief that he is now at rest. Early escaped from a scene of suffering and care - where our days are few at the longest and chequered at the best - and that his spirit, released from its feeble tenement and ere too it had felt the blight of misfortune, but bright, beautiful and unsullied, has regained the society of loved and lost ones, that have gone before him to the pure region of the "better land." "Where no passing cloud Obscures the scene. No blight on this young tree No thought of what may be Or what hath been. But all in Hope, all Hope. For all things are possessed. No - Peace without alley, And innocence and joy Fills the young breast. W"
The end is missing.
Obit Courtesy The Whig Newspaper & The Nashville City Cemetery's web site published June 10, 1843
Impotent are the teachings of human reason - unavailing the suggestion of human sympathy, to give balm to the hearts whose homes have been made desolate and whose hopes have withered under this severe and startling dispensation of a mysterious providence. But there is some mitigation of their anguish in the belief that he is now at rest. Early escaped from a scene of suffering and care - where our days are few at the longest and chequered at the best - and that his spirit, released from its feeble tenement and ere too it had felt the blight of misfortune, but bright, beautiful and unsullied, has regained the society of loved and lost ones, that have gone before him to the pure region of the "better land." "Where no passing cloud Obscures the scene. No blight on this young tree No thought of what may be Or what hath been. But all in Hope, all Hope. For all things are possessed. No - Peace without alley, And innocence and joy Fills the young breast. W"
The end is missing.
Obit Courtesy The Whig Newspaper & The Nashville City Cemetery's web site published June 10, 1843
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Nathaniel McNairy Harding Dec 26,1833 to Jun,5 1843
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