The Orangeburg news. [volume] (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1867-1875, 1870-03-19
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9Tuesdsy night. March LIST, Mt her fathers
residence, near Branchyille. Mrs. AUGUsTA a
HOGAN, leaving s fond husband, parents
and two dear little children to mourn her
early exit from this world.
2 Yes, she 10 gonet In the zenith of womnn-
hood and young mothers glowing pride
"The king of terrors seized her M his prey"
and AU0psTA is no more.
She was the only chilli tf two whose locks
have long since been silvercd by the fros, Of
years. Alas! what is there to allure them
to this "busy scene Of splendid wo," now
that their idol is gone! For five long months
previous to the going out of her lamp of life,
she reyeled in the luxury Of pain and over
her sick couch fond parents, whose .odies,
although bent hy she rude hand Of age, and
grief f-strickcn husband were seen 20 bend
and keep silent and watchful vigils. Better
far, would il have been for them had their
darling been taken at once 10 her father. {.
For although
"The flower in ripen'd bloom unmetch'd,
Must fall the earliest prey;
Though by no hand untimcly snatched
The leaves must drop away:
And yet il were greater grief
To watch il whitening, leaf by leaG,
Than see it plucked to-day
Since earthly eye but i'll can bear,
To trace the change to foul from fair"
from life's page before the burden Of accu-
mulated years hal impaired for her the en-
joyment Of the evanescent pleasures of this
world. 'Twere sweet 70 have her with her
friends! But alas the bright sun of her
existence, while shining in NIL it's meridian
splcndor, has been obscured by the advent of
the dark winged angel of death! and her
soul has passed from the scenes Of this world
into that dreamlcss sleep which will know no
waking joys until the loud trumpet of the
Arch Angel shall announce that the last page
has been completed in the great volume OF
time.
Yes, Willie, she is gone,
Like a star that ircmbled DER the deep,
Then turn'd from earth its dream"
her smiles will no more
Scatter glndness DER your path
Buf lei the reflection that you sorrow not
with those who have no hope" be solace to
your grief. For if the proprictnrics Of con-
duct which she has Mt all times exhibited in
her intercourse with her friends and acqnsin-
tances may furnish basis upon which to es-
tablish presumption. you must ut once con-
clude that your loss a her eternal gain.
Death had not n single dread for her. IL
was only an exchange of her mortal vest
mcnts for shining robes Of immortality-a
bidding adieu to the mseries with which this
life is replctc. to enter the portals of n hap
Py and fcictioms eternity Like trne Chris
tian. she died quietly aud mrrkly submit
ted to the terrible mandate. When about to
enter upon the dark valley. she gave no indi-
cations Of being frightened by horrible ap-
partitions or unwomanly fears; but
Like ono who wraps the drapery of her
couch about her,
And lies down To pleasant dreams
she sunk into the arms Of death s;Hic,iy ri
penccnbly: and her immortal soul left it's
tencments Of day ns calmly and impercepti-
bly, as the dew drop when j, is e1haled by
the brigh, beams Of the rising sun into the
ccruican blue of Heaven: after which. all
that was left Of augusta. was carried slowly
and measurc,ily To the oil family graveyard
and there now fresh mound OF earth may
he seen. upon which loved hands ling-rinr'y
bestowed wreath rf bright flowers whose
delicious fragrance will kiss tile lovely moon
15cums AZ they fall in clusters around lres4
lonely resting place, where she will sleep on
undis.urbcd until time shall have ceased
Yes shes inferred in the old grave yar,l:
but her many virtues will forever live and
bloom in the recollection OF those who
knew iicr but to love her.
Nor named her bu, to praise.
4 FRIEND.
BRANCnrILLE. y. c., March 7th, 1870.