Nashville union and American. [volume] (Nashville, Tenn.) 1868-1875, 1872-02-25
0RITEARY.

Again the angel of death has visited the house
hold of Mrs. John Adams, and laid his icy hand
upon one of its most beloved inmates.
Less than three years ago. Miss Sonora gave
her hand in wedock to theeman of her choice,
and bidding adieu to the home of her childhood,
departed with her beloved TO their far distant
home, in the sunny South.
In process OF time little son smiled upon them;
but the mothers health rapidly declined, caus-
ing great anxiety among her friends
Her attending physician recOmmended cnange
of climate; and it was agreed that she should
visit her childhOOd's home.
Preparations were accordingly made; and she,
with her mother, who had been summoned thith-
er, husband and child, returned to her home on
a visit. ~
Death claimed the little one, and they laid him
to rest.
For some time her health seemed to improve,
and her husband, leaving her in the care of her
mother, returned TO his lonely home; for indeed
it could not be otherwise than lonely, not being
cheered by the one necessary presence.
But the indulgent husband thought not OF his
own happiness; he was willing to make the sac
rifce, that his best beloved might be restored to
perfect health.
Sometimes she would write very encouraging
" of her health, and then again her letters were
of a serious nature, very alarming to her TRENDS
Time passed on; and tidings joyful and sad
reached him alternately; but having perfect con-
fidence in her physician, he still hoped for per-
feet recovery.
He made many visits to his invalid fair one,
with the expectation of taking her home, but
convinced that her health was too delicate for
the long journey.
Yielding to their persuasions, he parted, each
time with many regrets; but still with the nope
that his idOliZed wife would soon again gladden.
his desOate home.
Anxiously her new friends awaited her return,
for dearly they loved her.
At length, after many months OF waiting, came
the joyful tdngs that she could without danger
take the long expected journey.
Every heart beat with delight at the prospect
E.oI,r .1f,,or T7nOr gfq n
Her fond husband received the intelligence with
rspturous delight, and Immediately telegraphed
to her to be in readiness to return with him on
the 18th, that he would be in Nashville on
the 18th.
Hasty preparations were made. Trunks were
now packed, and everything in perfect readiness
before the appointed time.
There was nothing more to be done
A beloved sister was to, accompany her TO her
sunny home, and all were gay in bright antici-
patiOns of the future. When, 10! telegram
reaches the fond, expectant husband. He tears
il open aud reads: Your wife is not expected to
live Another: Your wife is dead.
Who can describe the anguish of that moment!
That household, which but an hour ago was
buoyant with bright anticipatiOns, now saddened
with disappointed hopes.
A few hasty preparations, and the bereaved
husband is on the flying train. He comes, not to
clasp in his embrace fond and ahectlOnate
wife but to behold the idol of his heart clad in
the habiliments of the grave.
How beautiful she looks in her snowy robe,
snow white blossoms peering out from her raven
hair. Resting so sSeetly in the beautiful casket
prepared for her. No more viii those placid
features be distorted with pain and suffering.
No more will be heard from those sealed lips,
the EXPLANATIONS wrung from her by excruciat-
ing agony, 'My poor head! my poor head! Can
YOU not do something for my poor head?" NO
more will she be deceived by false Illusions OF
recovery, when death stands upon the Threshold
Who can describe the anguish of those mourn
ers, as they gaze upon the remains OF her they
loved so well?
Husband death hath snatched from thee the
nearI thou didst yalue so highly. All! thou
fovedst too we'll Fond mother, thou too hast lost
a treasure. and sad, sad is the parting. Brothers
and sisters thy loss is great, thou, too, art be-
reayed, for who loved thee so well as she? An!
well mayest thou bend beneath the stroke, for
she was the star of thy household band. Hus-
hand mother, brothers, sisters, friends, and &C
ouaintances, while we mingle our tears together
ON this sad occasion, let US remember that our
loss is her gain. She is treading the streets OF
the New Jerusalem. She is with the society OF
the hest where there is no more sOrroWj Where
parting words are never said.
We would not be so selfish as to recall her from
those bright spheres to share again with us the
sorrows and trials of this mortal life
1t is meet, however, that We come with so rroW
to pay our last tribute to the memory OF one we
loved so well. Yet we would not mourn as those
without hope And may we not hope that her
spirit sometimes fingers near shedding around us
the same sweet influence that characterized ner
while here on earth?
1t Is sweet to think our friends are near us,
though the veil of mortality hides them from our
view. Mourners and friends, be comforted with
this hope, and trust in Him who doeth allthlngs
well. D "