Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1874-12-22
In MenOriann.

In MemOrI0m.
Maria II. Niles, wife of Rev. c. X. Moor, died
| at Boston Highlands, Nov. 30th aged iny-two
years. The funeral services took place Dec 3rd
and were conducted by Rev. A. J. Patterson, DID
true women is best known by those within
the influence of her daily life. In the home all
that is most gracious, faithful and tender in her
| character finds free and full expression. Bat no
| grand endowmen,s, indeed no humble lives are
bounded by the walls of any abiding place. The
home is the centre where warmth and light
abound, but rays 90 outward touching other hearts,
blessing other homes. How wide the reach, how
large the bencfcence of life whose opportunities
| have been those of the wife of devoted Christian
minister, no single pen can adequately measure.
And yet when one of our hearts beloved passes
the great mystery, the desire to bear testimony to
our appreciation of worth widely known, may
not be put away by the reflection that justice is
| impossible from any individual friend
In al that may of the noble Christian
woman whose life-work is now folded up and land
away, we shall hope each friend in reading will
put into the picture the colorng Of personal love
for her, and thus enrich and fill any inadequacy
| which our weakness rather than our attachment
| may leave discernable.
Mrs Moore possessed intellectual gifts and graces
| of high order, and cheerful and happy spirit.
Her presence was the sunshine of the friendly cir
| cle warmth true and tender that all hearts
| felt its influence.
She was eminently fitted for the work which fell
to her lot as the wife ola parish minister. A life
long Univcrsalist, always ready to do her part
with voice and hand, she had in a measure been
educated in the church of her youth for the more
intimate experiences and wider opportunities
which lay in her Providental path. The cares
which to many are crosses, were taken up by her
as pleasant tasks. She found joy in them which
did not pass away with the experience, but min
gled with her reflections in the quiet Of home.
Thoroughly alive to the interests OF our faith, and
| lis prosperity in the hands of her husband, she
did with an entire and willing conservation, all
| that woman can do counsellor and helper.
| His work as pastor in the several parishes 20
which he has ministered, work in which he has
an honorable record, was performed not alone, but
in the helpful presence Of wife who knew how 10
| adapt herself to any circumstances. The very
lowlest home welcomed her. no less truly than the
circle of the cultivated and refined Reared i'll the
| lap of competence, knowing nothing by expert
! ence of the small ways of Gods poor, her woman
| ly intutions saw not only the need but the right
avenue of considerable help. 1t was her happy for
| tune to be beloved by her husbands people, not
| alone because she the wife OF their minister,
| but for qualities which were personal, and full OF
blessed ministries to them.
| The daily need of home or parish, never shut
out from her thought the great world Of intellec-
tual activity and research. She was discrimi-
mating student of English literature, sure reader
!
with the poets, and her life enriched by these
ever open and refreshing streams of beauty and
spiritual insight. The little reading circle Of which
she was member, viii never forget her appreci
| alive rendering and Characterization. "Coleridges
| Remorse" was written upon our very hearts by
| this rare power Of Interpretation which she so
| largely possessed. And as We fingered over Ten
| ny sons "In Memoriam', trying to fathom its hid
den meaning, her eye saw the mystery
Behind the veil, behind the VEIL
sooner than our duller sight. Was it because to
her the veil was even then partially lifted:
| As poet she possessed more gifted pen than
many who have name in literature. The quiet
ways of life, the hand to hand touch OF her friends
better suited her tastes than any attempt to reach
wider circle through publication. Indeed she
Published very little, and only few beloved
knew of her gift.
During the past three years, on account OF de-
sire for rest to the minister, Mrs. Moor has had
the retirement and freedom from parish cares
| which now seem to her friends like pleasant
waiting at twilight after the work of the day is
done. To her it has been a happy twilight.
| With leisure for books and company, and rides
about these lovely Boston suburbs, ii has passed
not regretfully even to one who enjoyed lfe's
intense toll and endeavor.
The many friends who have shared her hospital
iy, will have happy memories of the cheerful
grace which pervaded her home, of the mutual
love and peace filling it like an atmosphere, and
many picture of the past will come to intensity
the meaning of loss, now that she has gone out
from us to return no more.
| But what is the measure of our loss when CON-
pared with that of husband and daughter and near
kindred who miss the very life of their life Over
their sorrow falls the plying veil of our sympa-
thetic love. We stand dumb and awed by its ter
rible suddenness to them and would help them
bear it if we knew how. But their resources arc
not new, nor inadequately known. The consola-
tons of the Christian faith in Immortality are
theirs, and when the shadows of death recede a
little they will feel the full power of this Comforter