Shepherdstown register. [volume] (Shepherdstown, Va. [W. Va.]) 1849-1955, 1877-01-13
OBITUARY.

Twill be remembered that an announce
ment of the death of our young friend,
Mrs. ADA MILLER, has been given
but as friend of the deceased, it is my
duty and highest privilege to add few
words to that announcement, as trlb-
ute Of my greatest respect TO her MEM
mory Though naturally timid and re-
served in her disposition, and rendered
more so, of late, by the hand of atfiic-
ton, she was perfectly undaunted by
the approach OF death, the prospect of
what she would enjoy in another world,
made her forget the sorrows of this
She never munnured, or wished her suf-
ferings less, she regarded the divine pre-
cept. never knew her to speak i'll of
any one her uniform frankness, benev-
olence and simplicity, won for her the
esteem of many, and endeared her TO
those around whom she chung. She is
gone in the prime of her years she who
seemed roseate with health on Christ
mas last, and enjoying the day, is now
sweetly sleeping in the cold and silent
grave whisper the words softly, let it
echo deep down in your heart, she is
gone, we are sadly missing her. Oh!
how gently would we have greeted her
when last We met, had we known that
her foot was already upon the first step
of that bright stair, leading her to
home where there is no sorrow or sut-
fering. When asked if she was weary,
she responded, i shall soon rest, for the
morning cometh, and she knew such
rest as God giveth his beloved She is
gone from the loved ones of her choice,
from the sweet little voices of her chill
dren from the tender care of those
around her; and all that remains to them,
is, her true, good heart. Through the
hall rings plaintive little cry, Mamma
Mamma and in the lovely eyes Of her
child is searching look, as if the little
head was missing its usual caresses and
smiles no mothers arms will ever again
fold the aching head close 70 loving
heart, and sooth its childish grief.
have known the deceased from a
school girl and her life was as the noon
days sun; she was amiable and affection
ate to all. | visited her during all of
her Affections, and she seemed perfectly
resigned to her call. On approaching
her one beautiful Sabbath evening, as
the sun was travelling far down the ives
tern hills, 10 hide itself from our view,
| asked her if she was not suffering, No,
was the reply, 81 was just trying to sing,
Jesus lover of my soul, let me 10 Thy
bosom fly" Alas how soon was her
song answered. A few days before her
departure, she said 10 me, 81 was ust
thinking about that beautiful verse that
reads, Let not your heart be troubled,
She expressed desire to dwell in one
OF those "Mansions not made with hands,
eternal in the heavens" 1t pleased the
Lord to keep her for some time, until
all was well then came the word, "bring
her into port" again the sails are unfnrl-
ed, she weighs anchor, and the storm
beaten ship sails peacefully into the port
of glory, while the soul with rapture
sings
''Into the harbor Of heaven, now glide,
Home at last. Home nj last.
Softly | drift DER the bright silver tide,
Home at last! Home at last
The keel touched the golden shore and
angel voices choral TO the song, GLORY
to God, another soul waited to our
shores, by the breeze of the redeeming
grace The anchor is cast and she is
moored forever. She leaves behind a
husband and two little babes, 10 weep
DER her grave. May they all prepare to
unite with her, in singing the eternal
anthems Of the redeemed in glory
Her fond friend, l.. &.
December, 1876.