Memphis daily appeal. [volume] (Memphis, Tenn.) 1847-1886, 1878-12-01

CAIRNs-CAIRNS- Died OF yeliow-fever, septem-
Der l. 1878. MARY CAIRNS; September I'd, 1878,
Miss JULIETTE CAIRNS.
They were lovely and pleasant in their lives and
in death they were not divided" How freshly true
the quaint old lines came UP as We read in those
early auguiShed days of our mournful September,
the brief, sad record above. Lovely Indeed they
were, with every grace OF accomplished Womanhood;
pleasant indeed In every relation OF live; polished
corners of Gods temple; mourned and missed by
loved and loving pupils, BY co-woTkeTs who knew
their worth, by friends who named them but to
praise that side of their lives which belonged the
public their devotion to education to the church. TO
the poor, seems TO us short-Sighte13 creatures
marred and incomplete, but Gods ways are not
our ways. In family life while many daughters tiers
more than year ago the aged mother was soothed
to her long rest by their tender mlnistraons, while
through many weary months they supported grave
ward the tottering, palSied steps of an idoliZed
father bending under the weigh; of years. When
the pestilence took him, it wo1ld seem that these
two devoted ones could say full well the "N,tnc
the world wherein they had faithfully served their
generation; In peace with God, who loved and called
pail" They are at rest. For them this sleep OF
death Is but sleep; the morrow for them is indeed
For hope all realized. for work all done,
For pain all past, for life and strength renewed,
For heavenr' J. NH.
PELEGRIN-ENILE and RosE-We often miss
those gentle faces, but not half much as those
that are dearer to them. 1t is sad to record the
death OF those loved well; and yet such IS life
in the hands of cur Father, who doeth all things
well. They have gone to heaven before us but they
turn anu wave their hands. pointing TO the glOries
DER us, In that happy spirit land. FRIEND.
PoDEsTA-At Louisville, Kentucky, November
II, 1873, am, EMELIo CAvoUR, aged four years
two months and fourteen days; youngest son OF
LaZara and Jennie Podesta.
Emelio thou wilt never grow old,
Nor weary, nor sad IN the home of thy birth;
My beautiful lily, thy leaves Will unfold,
Ia CLINE that is purer and bTiehter than earth
o, nOly and fair, rejoice tn III art there,
In that Kingdom OF light with its cities of gold,
Where The air thrills with angel hosannas, and
Thou wilt never grow old, Emile, never grow old
Let US have faith, dear JennI. in Him who doetn
al things well, and In sevsriIg from your family
ing happiness around the shinIng throne, where he
has met his little sister, OPHELIA, and together they
I am confident that no words of mine will relieve
the heavy gnawing pain which presses the hearts OF
father and mother. But, be- assured, If bad the
power TO pour balm into your deep wounds surely
would hasten to fulfill the task All / can do is to
our wise and all loving Father will show You His
wisdom In so Christening you. Poor little brother
rambles, and doubtless misses his angel playmate
| fear will open afresh the great sorrow Of last
Tuesday morning.
Pray Ior US, sweet boy, we are laden with care
Dark are our garments with mildew and mold,
hE Sd y P eSF angel a Em aad far old
Tell me. canst thou hear from thy home In the
All the fond words Pm whispering to theeP
Dost thou look down on with thy soft eyes.
Which greeted Us oft ere thy spirit was free?
, GRAHAM IN In me, memoIy Of Blanche GRAHAM,
Mrs. Sallie C. Graham, of Memphis, Who died on
Lookout Mountain, September "a, 1873, in her
:" We are so constituted" says the gifted Roberts,
THAT nothing appeals to US with such agonized
path9s as death IL youth" 1t imbues us with such
sense OF unpIucked happiness; such a woeful regret
of many sweet possibilities cankered in the bud.
To the righteous soul grown gray in the harness of
worldly toll, death comes as not unwelcome guest;
only medium OF translation through which is dis
closed the Storehouse of rewards In Heaven. But
upon life in its early and clOudess dawn, with the
future expanding 70 It's view In vistas of innocent
happiness, death obtrudeS as dreadful anomaly.
speaks glad tIdngs to the ear of age but only as
the messenger OF unmixed and dreadful noe!
Never has this deSpairing truth been more f0rcby
illustrated than in the death of sweet Blanche
Graham. AT once child and woman, poised mid
mind turned lingeringly on the girihood fading
away, the other directed misgivingy to the untred
plets with the shrinking grsces which adorn the
life she was leaving, and already mantling with the
maturer charms which glorify the life she was be
ginning tc tread. Sum maned abruptly from the
sphere she was so fitted to adorn, the Book of
initial chapter and its balance remains foreger but
heap or white, unTrten pages! No story OF maiden
tender picture of wifehood No domestic Eden PEG
pied with holy household Joys No ory-dH cut
gntImely OH, ana the sinlesS biography shrunk into
the narrow compass of melancholy preface! 1t
seems bat yesterday that we her In the flush and
shedding cheer and sunshine upon the little circle
OF her home Only those who have shared the Joys
life ana light has led Joreger and how much thick
darkness has settled upon IL since the light of those
| sweet eyes has been quenched, and the lingering
tenderness of that birdlik voice has been pushed
| in eternal silence! Dismal GRIM Egyptian nigh;
has filled the hearts or the loved ores isIt uehind
but thank God ter TIE memory OF her sInless life
ana calm, peaceful triumphant death! Like the
ness; like the RAINBOW of Promise !" it Stretches
| athwart these black clouds of woe.
""Twere hatd TO die at any time, FOR earthly loves
Wind round our hearts and make them captive FAST
| And when IL comes at last,
The time when by deaths hand they are torn apart
| IL tears as we'll the heart"
When death lays his pallid hand upon ine brow of
sven IN extreme Q q age When cares press heavily
upon the heart when "error's cup is filled to the
Sn Of the heart yeess for
mayhaps the SHOWS and rains of many winters have
and We long OH how lnutteraoty for 1.-THE touch ot
| her vanished hand. the sound OF her voice that is
| self; how firmly must fafh be anchored upon the
Rock OF Ages" when child like our
caa de as W she DID %hoS. hsr so0tSn pfeSee 10
comfort and sustain her In this last great agony,
sickness Yes after having bid farewell to the two
brothers who were alone with her, and sent sweet
messages of love to tne absent one in the odd
Moth State,' and her only sister, whose little babe
she regretted having never seen, and adding, 'bu
will see them up there;" she replied, on being
asked II SIZE wanted to say anything TO Mamma
Don't disturb her. she knows love her." Only a
few words; but ah how replete with meaning, fllal
tenderness, self-imm0latOn, and divine grace! Al
ready on the confines or the Great Unknown"
| with her timid untIied feet pressing the sho-eG
Of the River of DEATH Whcs3 Iagk waves
would soon close ger ner head, SO perfect
! WAS her faith in her Redeemer, that tTIlstingly
unratenngly, fearlessly, with her eyes fixed on the
face OF her bestowed brother, she went down into
! the Ozark Valley of death" alone, and with ali
thoughts Of self shut out the loving heart throbbed
iEselfto rest Think loved brother. her less
| perfect because far from home and ElmwOod? Fear
not there on that "lone mount, with only the wind
beaui III autumn leaves, like iocks of bright troD-
cal birds, to nestle lovingly around her grIys abe
sleeps sweetly-'since Jesuc s,atii iaIa there She
breads not is E.oom.'' Weep not, as one without
hope boreaYed mother; remember
Only a while our tears must drip,
Drop after drop like rain;
And our lips grow white With me pam Of the heart
The very god o. p6ini -'A'''