The true northerner. [volume] (Paw Paw, Mich.) 1855-1920, 1878-03-29

dire fate OF the Saginaw cooking club. The by
laws of that club provided that each member
must bring something OF her own preparation
to every meeting, aud they all brought pickles
aye pickles. week in and week out, and pickles
soured EN- and the club died.
DIED--ln the village OF Paw Paw, Van Buren,
County, Michigan, March 25th, 1878, OF typhoid
pneu nonia-FANNy FLAvILIA, wife OF Montra-
vile Snow on her fifty birthday.
Mrs. Snow was the fourth OF seven daughters,
OF William and Hannah Tanner, formerly of
Roanoke, in the town OF stafford, Genesee Co.,
y. y. She was married, Oct. Sd, 1889. moved
with her husband and one child to Burton,
Geauga Co., Ohio in 1912 there remaining
few years; then to Cleveland, Chic and in the
year 1851, moved to this place, where she has
passed her last years in devotion to her family !
and many friends She has now gone to her
Savior and loved ones gone before. among
whom are Six of her own dear children.
o the happy, happy greeting there, while her
husband and four sons, with many relatives
are weeping here. She was willing to do her
duty in this life, or go when the Lord should
call her, to her reward in Heaven.
The funeral was attended at the house, ON
Wednesday, 9th. Rev. Mr.. Barnes made some
appropriate and consoling remarks from
Proverbs, 3lst Chapter, 25th verse.
The following was the first selection by those
presiding at the organ:
Dear as thou vert, and Justly dear
We will not weep for the,
One thought shall check the starting tear
L. Is, that thou art free.
Dust to its narrow house. beneath
Soul to it's place on high,
They that have seen thy look in death
No more may fear TO die
Lone are the paths and sad the bowers,
Whence thy meek smile is gone
But. OH. brighter home than ours
In Heaven. is now thine own.
And thus shall faiths consoling power,
The tears OF love restrain.
o. who that saw thy parting hour
Could wish the back again.
Triumphant in thy closing eye
The hope of glory shone.
Joy breathed in thy expiring sigh
To think the fight was won.
Gently the passing spirit fed
Sustained by grace DIVINE
Oh, may such grace on me be shed
And make my end like thine
Death OF Edpin BrO,cm. .
Gone in lifes fair morning.
Where fond hopes were beating high, |
For the one we loved so fondy |
Never dreaming death WAS nigh.
But Deaths fatal dart WAS pointed
At the one We hoped might be
Their support when it WAS needed,
AS they toilsd on life's rough sea.
Oh, the sorrow and the anguish
Those sad hearts can never tell, ,
In that home 30 dark and lonely; :
But our Savior says all's we'll" ,
How his class at school will miss him, t
As they meet from day to day, e
Thinking OF his many virtues.
AS he walked in wisdom's way.
And the Sunday school will miss him,
For his voice they ii hear no more,
Till they meet him over the river,
Waiting for them on that Beautiful Shore.
Oh fond Mother and fond Father,
Tis loving Savior's call, y
From the house of many mansions !
Saying come, there's room for all t
Come to me We heavy laden i
Take my yoke and learn OF me;
For my burden it is light,
And nv rest YOU soon shall see i
Tho life's storms have round you gathered, I
And you hear the pillows roar; I
Trust the Savlor-he will guide you :
To your child on yon bright shore 8
L. c. H. q