Litchfield enquirer., 1869-01-28

 Only Child of NJ Sherman and Katie E. Woodruff, who died of Dipthera, August 18th, 1868, Aged $ Years and II Months.
 little flower just blooming into
 Beauty here, within this earthly garden, v S' e| The Saviour beheld, and loving the REST, laiR .G8 Removed it to bloom in Edens sunlight, fF And shed it's perfume on the heavenly air.
 Methinks the Fathers tenderest love is for The young children fair, that He so'eary esonIs From sin sorrow, pain and strife, calls them home To that joyous land where all is beauty,
 All is joy, peace and love. tsi r. a.Ats.' t@. Katie, dear! 5ei.tiia oE2T Little didst thou dream when thy couch of 3. Meek and patient suffering, thou didst close thine Eyes earth to open them where angels dwell, The agony that dweh within the hearts 1i it'' s That 50 tenderly, fondly loved thee here, I5.j Of the bright, fond hopes cherished plans, buried Within thy little grave-so youthful, fair, .s !, With sweetly blue eyes and faxen hair
 The step light and free, the airy voice. e't'H bi The loving heart 80 full of melody. is.,.!s,i esI Alas for stricken ones, that such sweetness, Gentleness, grace, the coffin lid must cover. Oh, sorrowing parents, amid your tears, ,ea' iis Look upward Faiths eye can pierce the vail that ! Hides your darling from yearning mortal sight, , Upon the saviour's breast the treasured one Now safely rests in peaceful joy and love; '+'" '. Or, roaming hand in hand with angels bright, ' '8 Attuning golden harps with spirit fingers, A ..e..E Her sweet voice enhancing heavens melody. Oh, would you now recal her back to earth? An, no! your love is far too tender, true i."'' ' But for all this, you miss her none the less. . She was your only one, and how beloved! 4 Linn . But tears are not for her, the blessed one. He who took, will not chide the tears you shed. Henceforth alone you tread lfe's rugged path, a5" Without the smile that brought sunshine to your home. - -s.t t Alas! forever stiled the voice whose tones '' Were sweetest music to your loving hearts, 'S i'' No more to feel the fond caress, to hear ,i..-Yl' The sweet |" I love you" from the precious lips Now cold, hushed and silent within the tomb How powerless is human sympathy
 For such overwhelming crushing grief as yours! A. Yet not in vain for her Saviour died !" A ''s. ' She loved to pray" What precious words with how Much comfort fraught to anguished stricken hearts! The dear Saviour whom she loved with out-stretched Arms received her as ever her little fi't @a.'S. Feet scarced touched the brink of deaths dark river The memory of her short young life, how N''' Fragrant in the hearts of all who knew her! ii 'oIH Henceforth her name will be spoken in tones ''.f Of reverent tenderness by mourning friends. '3l, Her little deeds of kindness, thoughtful low, 1.'A For dear ones, will be counted OCT with sad ft.HI And mournful pleasure, long as life shall last. There is an aching void" within your hearts, That He who wounds, alone can ever heal.
 Cling to Jesus; He'll give you strength to say, '' Thy will be done" " not ours weak and erring. Y Erelong you'll hear the welcome summons home. o1h Within the peary gate little form s2. '.4 sl st. Is standing, little hand is beckoning; q aia r,la A Soon you'll clasp your angel Katie in your r. sz N Fond embrace, more to part she will be Y .;S Yours forever and forevenaore. Ho-aa9 lt1iajH M
 HsI.rS5i @e !fl 1u ,, DELLA A. STERLING a j Washington, Aug. 19. 3R zs ,sa.lt5iE taA 4t