The whole trip was greatly enjoyed. The following letter to Miss Helen McMaster, Columbia, S. C., refers to one pleasurable incident:

"January 30, 1900.

"MY DEAR HELEN: Your kind greeting upon the entrance of the New Year was duly received, to which a response should have been given before this. It is never, however, too late to acknowledge an obligation so pleasant to be discharged as this. The three of us who enjoyed, last April, that delightful interview with your father and his household, frequently speak of it as one of the most charming incidents of our brief visit to Carolina. The memory of it is made even more tender by reason of your father's removal to his eternal home. The twin death of both father and mother within so short a period must sanctify to his children the earthly home and fill it with most precious memories. To me, however, at this distance every death that occurs seems to rub out more and more the impressions of my early life in Columbia. Hardly one of my own contemporaries now survives, and if I should again revisit the dear old town it is only in the hearts of their descendants that I could find a resting place.

"I close in haste, with love to all the sisters and brothers.

"Yours affectionately,

"B. M. PALMER."

In the early months of 1902, his daughter, Mrs. Caldwell, was quite ill. Upon her recovery, the following letter, accompanied by a check, was received by the treasurer of the Board of Deacons of the First Presbyterian Church:

"1718 PALMER AVENUE, NEW ORLEANS, LA., March 18, 1902. "Mr. Duncan Galbreath.

"MY DEAR MR. GALBREATH: As a thank offering to God for the recovery of my daughter, I enclose a check for another $100-given to Home Missions in the Synod of Louisiana.

"Please send the entire amount therefore to Rev. J. C. Barr, Treasurer of the Synod's Committee of Home Missions.

"Yours truly,

"B. M. PALMER."

The following to Mr. and Mrs. John Barkley is said to be the last note he ever wrote:

"MY DEAR MR. AND MRS. BARKLEY: You are ploughing your way through the vasty deep, with only the heavens above and the waters beneath, without a speck of land around the whole horizon.

"The captain of your vessel takes his bearings only from daily observation of the sun to learn his latitude and longitude and thus

determines the exact spot of earth upon his chart where his vessel stands. What an emblem this of the voyage of human life! We are at sea within the vast horizon of God's adorable Providence and only through daily study of the sky, with the Bible as our chart, do we know at any moment how far we have reached in the Divine life toward the home of eternal rest.

"In either voyage, whether this or that, may God bless you both and bring you with propitious winds to the desired haven.

"Affectionately yours,

"B. M. PALMER."

CHAPTER XX.

THE STREET CAR ACCIDENT, DEATH, BURIAL AND EULOGIES.

THE STREET CAR ACCIDENT.-THE GRIEF OF HIS PEOPLE, THE CITY AND
THE SOUTH-LAND.-LETTERS ILLUSTRATING THIS.-RESOLUTIONS OF
THE SAME IMPORT PASSED BY VARIOUS ORGANIZATIONS.-SINKING
UNDER THE SHOCK. THE LAST MESSAGE TO HIS CONGREGATION.—
EFFECT OF HIS DEATH ON HIS PEOPLE, HIS CITY, AND THE SOUTH.—
INCIDENTS CONNECTED WITH THE BURIAL.-SOME TRIBUTES.

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BOUT half past one by the clock, Monday, May 5, 1902, Dr. Palmer left his home to attend a meeting of a ladies' society at his church. He walked out Palmer Avenue to its intersection with St. Charles. When he reached St. Charles Avenue, no car was in sight, and he stood for a few moments watching some negro laborers who were making excavations in the street. A car approached. At the intersection of Henry Clay Avenue, just a short distance further up St. Charles Avenue, two ladies stood, waiting to take the same car, and Dr. Palmer seems to have thought that the car would stop for them to board it. He did not hurry to cross the track. But, as the car was behind time, and closely followed by another, it did not stop for the ladies. Coming speedily on, it struck him just as he reached the inner rail. Fortunately the fender threw him aside.

The cries of the motorman, who had called to him to look out, had attracted the attention of the workmen in the street. They hurried to the scene, took up the bruised form of the venerable old man and bore him tenderly back to his home. Meanwhile, sympathetic spectators of the accident had run to telephones and summoned physicians, who were soon attending him.

When his injuries were examined, it was found that his right leg had been fractured, that three toes on his left foot had been crushed, and that he had suffered contusions on the head, face and arms, one on the right and another on the left side of the forehead. He had retained full consciousness. When asked if he suffered any pain, he replied that he felt numbness in the

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