The spirit of democracy. [volume] (Woodsfield, Ohio) 1844-1994, 1874-01-20
OBHTU UAEsY.

1t has pleased Almighty God to call
from earth and to eternal rest, SETH |
WARD, son of Seth L. Ward, of Salem
township, Monroe County. Ohio, aged
90 years, who departed this life Novem
Der 7, 1873. The deceased, until few
months prior to his death, presented
every appearance of health, and to the
gaze of mortal men tile apparent pros
pect of many years of useful life And
to those of his acquaintance, the change
wrought by the ravases of the disease
which carried him to an early grave, had,
no doubt, the effect of calling to the re-
nembrance of many intelligent minds
the following stanza:
"The spiders most attenuated thread
Is cord, is cable TO mans tender tie
On earthly bliss: it breaks at every breeze"
A few months before his death the
first appearance of hemorrhaee of the
lungs gave notice Of the fatal disease
From thence medical aid was secured,
but to no good results; the rider of The
Pale Horse had marked his pathway, and
followed closely and still closer, until he
tramped him beneath his iron hoofs, and
now his friends who survive can only
console themselves over the past Of his
we'll spent life while here and tie future
of a glorious Eternity. His life was
short and was one of exemplary de
meanor: his steady habits won the admi
ration of older men He was member
of the Darlington Band and beloved by
all his fellow members. They were all
present at the funeral, which was on
Sunday, the 9th A large concotrse Of
people, composed of friends and acquain-
tances, assembled at the house in the
morning, when. alter seating as many as
possible, Elder G. f. Strickling. who was
called to take charge of the funeral GER
emonies, delivered the funeral discourse,
promising for the occasion the 14lh
verse OF the l4th chapter of job:
"If man die shall he live again,y"
The effect produced Upon that large
assembly of people, whose marked at
tention to the speaker, and whose feel
ings were manifested openly, gave the
strongest evidence that the Spirit of God
was there to heal as WELL as to wound.
After the ceremonies were over at the
house, the members of the Clarington
Band took charge of the body and han
ded it to its last resting place on the top
of the hill overlooking the Ohio River
Valley, s very beautiful place, dedicated
by the father Of the deceased for fam
lily Cemetery, in which another little
mound was raised, another loved spot,
accompanying those, of the nire broth
e-s of the same family. was added.
While parents are bereft of their chill
dren on earth, and afflicted with sorrow
from time to time, that happy family who
have crossed over the stormy river, and
are now enjoying the pleasant sails, in
happy groups. on the ocean Of Eternity,
are now and then receiving one more to
swell their number, the glory of whom
no finite mind can have proper concep
ton. Their enjoyments are such as the
Great Head of the Church has been
pleased to give; their habitation such as
His great love would prompt His great
ability to construct at the time He told
His Apostles that "In my Fathers house
there are many mansions. If it were not
so, | would have tolo you I go to pre-
pare place for you" SETH has gone
to that blessed home, that happy place,
"where the wicked cease from troubling
and the weary can be at rest"
"What is this bugbear Death, that scares man
kind? -t.a..s s4
The king Of terrors to the human mind!
Let's view the wonder, the black. hideous king.
And rob the tyrant of his dreaded sting
Hail, awful thought! subside ye triaing toys,
Earth's slittring gew1gawsa and the worldling,s
joys;
The mortal hour be present. Hark! hear.
A rueful groan of death pervades my ear!
See where the pious good Eusebius lies
See-unreluctant-all-resigned-he diesl
See how compos'd as if aslesp-sure death.
And sleep but differ by little breath:
IT'S all but rest; truce with pains and grief
One gives q lasting, the other shsrt relief
From sleep we wake, from death we must rise,
When angels sound their trumpets thro' the
skies.
Where, whilst we sleep. whore would the spirit
roam?
Where, but expatiate in a world to come?
But. cloggd and fettered by the body's weight.
'Tis yet deny'd t explore those realms of light!
Released, it glad reioins its native skies,
Untenanted, the brittle mansion lies: IL
! In death. but little more lumpish mass,
Than when in sleep, whilst animate it was.
Why call it Death, then? Sure this commen
phrase
Is i'll adapted to the Christians easel
So like to sleep. death is but sleep It's plain
The Scriptures teach us, we shall wake again,
But with this diffarenc from what was before
To wake forever, and to sleep no more"
DIED-On the 2lst of D Gem ber.1 1878,
ALBERT, infant son of Seth L. Ward,
aged IL months and 10 days.
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