North Iowa times. [volume] (McGregor, Iowa) 1867-current, 1870-01-12
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DIED.

DIED.
At the residence of her father, Hon. S.
Murdoch, on the 18th of December, 1869,
Mrs. Helen GRANSrs, wife Of Mr.. Myron
NJ. CRANNIs, aged 22 years. ii
With the above death, closes the earthly
history of one of the most amiable,
aifectionate, undetermined, and highly
intellectual women it has ever been our
good fortune to meet or become acquaint-
ed with. To see her, was to respect her
to know her, was to admire and esteem
her. Her cerebral organization exhibited
the very embodiment of thought. No
spent up Utica" contracted or biased her
1well-organized brain and afinely-dcveloped
intellect. Her mind scared as free as the
glorious bird OF American liberty, Olsen,
numbered Of the shackles and francis that
gals, and frets, and worries tho human
soul yet unredeemed from it's bondage of
narrowing doubts and blood curdling
| fears. She had marked out most noble
plans for the future, in connection with
her upright, manly, and devoted husband;
but the untimely frost Of Death nipped
them in the bud, withercd the green ten
drills that bound two loving hearts togeth>
er, and transported her to the Spirit Land,
where she will bloom as one of the
sweetest flowers that ever adorned the
Paradise of God Had she blessed this
earth but few years longer, she would
have shown as one of the brightest stars
in the galaxy Of true genius. Asst is,
some of the productions of her pen would
reflect both credit and fame upon the most
talented and popular writer's of the day.
and she had mounted but the first step of
the ladder leading to the temple Of Fame
would to God she had lived that an i'd
miring world might have seen her mount
the last Sad, indeed, it is to part with
one so talented and so good, and around
4 whom clustered SO many bright hopes and
anticipations. She died as she has for
several years believed and lived, consis-
tent and conscientious Spiritaalist. Her
death-bed scene was a most extraordinary
one for calmness and resignation. Her
mind was clear and tranquil to the last,
and she betrayed not the slightest fears Of
death or dread of the Great Hereafter.
With gentle words Of hope and cheer, she
endeavorcd to apply o soothing balm to
the agonising grief that racked the hearts
i of her woe>stricken family and Lisconso-
late husband. "A few moments ere her
] spirit took it's fight, she turned upon her
side, doubling her arm under her head a.
if going to sleep, and thus died without a
strouggle or groan. About the last
words she uttered were: '.The light is
dawning.' Like she who, has past to
a higher sphere Of usefulness, let US,
while here, strive to gain, and reduce to
practice that kind of knowledge which
will prove to be the true science of life,
both in this world aud in that to which
we all are fastening and when the cold
hand Of Death is laid upon US, we can
look back with satisfaction and pleasure,
and see that we have done something to
add to human happiness-that we have
not clogged the wheels of human pros
gress, but have helped to hasten on the
glorious time when this earth shall he
filled with true knowledge, and all shall
know how to be happy. J. W. Stout.
Elkader, Iowa, Jan. 10th, 1870.
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