THE LATE ARTHUR M. A'BECKETT, ESQ.
TO THE EDITOR OF THE HERALD.
SIR,—In expressing a belief that your readers would regret to learn the sad intelligence of the sudden death of Mr. Arthur A'Beckett, you were indeed correct ; but I think it probable that few could be aware of the extent of loss and depth of sorrow resulting from that sad event.
There are many, very many, who will now miss the wise advice, the cheering visits, the kindly sympathy of their good and generous friend, who, whilst apparently keeping up his profession for himself only, made that the frequent channel through which to minister to the sorrows and sufferings of his fellow-creatures. Full well I know that there are many who daily prayed for blessings on his head, as their only yet best return for his unwearied kindness to- wards them, and these must now shed silent but grateful
tears to his memory.
The truly good and generous are ever the least willing to hear the thanks which those they benefit would fain repeat ; but not the less should kind and gracious deeds be known because the doer would have kept them secret.
He cannot now be pained by any effort, however feeble, to make known his worth ; and those who, perhaps, know it not, may be glad to add another to the list of bright examples already treasured for imitation.
Would that I could do justice to the feelings of those who now mourn in silence—to their grateful remembrance of one so able, so true, so kind, so generous.
Having long experienced the value of his professional skill and most generous care, I grieve to pay so poor a tribute to his memory. Yet, such as it is, I offer it, as