Memphis daily appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1847-1886, 1873-04-27
OBITUARY.

The golden bowl is broken, the fountain of
life has ebbed, and man gOeth TO his long,
long home.
The final severing Of young life, Of the last tie
that bound JosEi'H ADDISON PARKER to loving
and beloved wife, to mother, father and kim
dred, was not wholly unlocked for. For many
months he had moved under continued de-
cliniDg health; for more than two weeks pre-
vious 10 the last sad tribute OF respect paid to
his remains at the family burial place in Elm
wood, death had marked him It's Ufcttnn.
Without hope, in the anguish OF despair, the
scenes around his bedside-the piaintiVe
moan Of young and loving wife, the aged
parents-mother, father, kindred and friends
were most touching, reaching 10 the very
depths OF human afflicJiO1 and mans reluet-
ance in yielding to the viii Of Omnipotenee.
None who saw JOSEPH ole, ever before wit
messed in one so young, with so much to live
for Yield up young life with such a moral
heroism, with such manifestations OF an abid-
Ing hope in the saving grace Of his Maker.
By his side, midst these affiicUng scenes, his
loving wife whom he was fond to call
Wifey -, watched with sleepless eyes. An
affecting scene, worthy OF mention, occurred
a few hours before he breathed his last-touch-
ing beyond the power of language TO express.
Life in hlm had ebbed when the dread reality
rushed upon the hearts affection that he had
breathed his last. In the agony of grief his
Young wife prostrated herself across his ema-
ciated. and seemingly lifeless form, and cried
aloud, "Oh that l could hear him say Wiley
once more" The spirit, once more rallied,
animating its earthly tabernacle, whispered
audibly in response, "Miley.-,wifey." Men, Men
side, gave utterance to tears. He still lived,
and for hours after bright sctntiliations from
his undimmed intellect in prayer, and song,
gave assurance of bright and unfading hope
Of heaven-he spoke Of dying, and of the fu-
| ture, in words most cOnsOling TO wife, mother
and father, of his perfect resignation, and,
after taking his last and long farewell, he said
| Now let me go to sleep, and sleep the sleep,
| that knows no waking" How vain and
| TO the fullness of q blissful Immortality be-
yOnd the grave. Life even in its
spring time Is but "poor pensioner-
| on the bounties of an hour" The
| they may charm, and give pleasure in their
| tranSitOry passage through life IS lost 70 sight
| in the bright and unfading images eTnoalmed
| in the hearts affections, growing brighter
| and enduring forever.
| Joseph was a native Of Memphis, the
| Youngest son of o. b. and Martha Macon Par
| ker. He was born on Tennessee street, in the
same house yet occupied by his mourning pa
/ rents, on the tWenty-fourth OF May, 1873
| When q Doyi ne was noted lOr MS QulckheeS
| and self-reltance in his little trades and buSl-
| ness transactions. He grew up to premature
| manhood during the four years Of our late
| domestic troubles, deprived of an education
and strict business training. Self-reliant be
| fore his majority in years, he evinced mark
| ed capacity for business, with promise OF
/ thrift. In manners graceful and Feasy In
/ whatever place or position assigned him
with warm and generous impulses, wit and
| humor, with a cultivated taste, he was attrac-
| tive in the 'social" among his young COM
| panions-life with him was ever in the merry
/ sunshine.
| He married his cousin, Cara Mobley, eldest
| daughter OF W. T. Williams, on the 18th OF
January, 1871, before he had completed his
| twenty-second year, and died on the 2lst OF
April, A. d. 1878, in the twenty fourth year OF
/ age.
'''ris but our mortal bodies can sever;
The hearts affection lives and loves forever,
J. s. W.