Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1868-02-22
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In baltimore, on Inc l-th v.
MARorr b. LryERMoRE, wife of Mr.: Heoer LlV-
ermore, and daughter OF the late heulS p0''
Ter, of Shepherdstown, Va.
H. sbort weeks ago there stood in our midst
q bright and lovely woman, The New I ear
bells were ringing their glad anthems IN the ar
and far down in our hearts sank their merry
chimes. We heard not the mutiied tone thal
marred their melody, and sadly tolled, RAISING
away" We knew that the smile, so kindly ana
sweet. lowering on the lips OF our irlend, woulu
in after wears be our sole memento oil her.
There was no still voice 10 whisper 10 US as We
listened TO Der sweet tones 10 courteous greeting
or friendly welfare, and marked The easy grace
of her fairy form; that but few days Would
pass, and our hearts would be darkened win
sorrow our brains tErobbng with the terrible
meaning OF the words, "She IS dead" Dsaa :
whisper the word softly; let it echo deep IN
YOUR heart; say it over and over, ere you realize
its truth and know that our friend is gone, and
We are sadly missing her. On the stairs her
LIGHT familiar step has ceased 10 sound, and We
who have SO often met her lovely smile, and re-
ceiyed her kindly morning greeting, though we
pass I'D and down for all eternity, shall never a.
gain hear it, and the echo of those lost footsteps
will ever sound sadly in our hearts Oh how
gently would we have greeted her when last we
met had we have known that ner foot was al
ready upon The first step of that bright stair
leading her on TO her home, and that her bright
ewes ere gazing far above 10 that glorious door
opening TO receive her +! Alas II is never given
US to know this. There is picture photograph
ed upon our memory that time may soften but
never wear away-the last look in life or death
that we had upon the face of our friend. Her
face, so white and pure; her kind eyes fixed up
on US; her hends crossed upon her breast 10 hold
the shawl that hung around more closely 10 her;
thus she stood in the doorway, the sunshine lall-
ing upon her from the window, as we came 10
her to pass the morning greeting. But The tone
was sad that answered u.s. and the lips looked
weary as she said 81 am tired. | snail rest
now-my mother has come" Aye For ere
the morrows night had frightened into morning
she knew such rest as God giveth His beloved.
Gone from the loved one Of her choice; from
the sweet little voice of her child; from the ten
der care Of her mother; from her sisters loving
companionship; and all that now remains TO
them is the memory other true, good heart and
the sound of her voice in the air. Through the
hah rings plaintive little cry, "Mamma man.
ma ~ and in the lovely eyes of her child is a
searching lonely look, as if the little head was
missing its usual caress and smile. No mothers
arms will ever again fold the little golden head
close TO a loving heart, and soothe It's childish
griefs No mothers voice will ever again whIs-
light in her childs eyes; their yearning must ever
shadow them until time has softened the blow.
A sister has lost tender loving friend one who
was ever solicitous for her happiness and pleas
ure; so watchful in her nursing by the sick bed
the last fond acts on earth for her sisters
comfort. We who met her as a stranger, yet
became attached 10 her after a few months
Of intercourse and kindly interest, offer
this as a tribute 10 her memory, with
sad heart for her loss and sincere sym.
psthv for those whom Death has bereav-
ed.
"Suangers into life we come,
And dying is but going home"
Bs her friend lMoGgNE E. H.
OMIT UAKY.
In Denver, Colorado, on Sunday morn
ing January 5, 1868, Miss Mamie I.
Clarke. niece Of Rev. J. H. Keller, for
merly Of ShepherdSlown, aged - years.
Alas another early settler has gone
Gone from these Plains Of adopton,lo The
Promised Land Of peace Gone in her
buoyancy and beauty Gone in her
prime of years She, who seemed rose
ale with health and hospitality on New
Years, enter aiming her many friends with
good cheer and the compliments Of the
season, was the la'isi whom one could i'm.
agine the shaft Of early death would be
hurled She, whose advent 10 this city
in go, with the family Of Father Keller,
served 10 give genial hue 10 society, by
soflenng he crude tinls that Swallowed
Cherry creek life, was the last whom
some would think would ill The first grave
OF HE year For full eight ears, save
some seasons east al school, she brsvely
stood BY this city of her choice, growing
with its growth and strengthening with it's
strength, violet among her sex and an
ornament in society. In man or maiden
there is no excellence which may stand
by the side Of uprightness but one, and
tina, is amiabllity. In these and other
graces OF bolh head and heart. the de-
ceased seemed model Of modesty almos,
akin 10 lmijity. The news Of her death,
yesterday morning, brought a psng TO
her wide circle Of friends and scqUain-
tances. Little had they thought that this
first snow of 69 was then falling on the
turf thatto morrow must clolhe her grave.
Lillle had they thought that the eye.
which was radiant with love but last Wed
nesday, by the next holy Sabbath would
be closed by grim dealh,-that the form
which was graceful would so soon be
stretched tiff in the snow covered tomb !
But such is the uncertainty Of life-the
assurance Of immortality. Let not her
friends f, ell sorrow without hope; but
plant the rose and The myrtle around her
grave, rather than the cypress and rue.
The finest flower of all the field must
fsde-the fairest ily's leaf must fslI-or
ess the e'erT al summer shows no kindred
blossoms. Whom the gods love die
young is he doctrine of the ages.
Such has been The case with the dear girl
TO whose memory these lines Of pioneer
" would pay islbuie.
Weep not for her-in her spring time
she flew
To that land where the wings Of The
soul ale unfUrrd ;
And now. like star beyond evenings
cold dew,
Looks smilinely down on lhe cares Of