Connecticut western news., 1879-09-03
OBITUARY.

was received that Georgie M. Peet, only daugh ter of Hon. Geo. W. Peet, had died at Sarato- ga, N. Y., of Pe9StOnStSs. The community was already overspreaf with gloom at the re- cent decease of valued citizen. This sorrow ful news only served to render the sadness universal and complete.
 The shock was greater because less than a week had elapsed since, full of joyous hopes and anticipations of pleasure, the bright, hap py girl had left home for visit to Saratoga Springs. Certainly there was something startling in the exchange of the enthusiastic accounts of enjoyment expected by her friends l for the alarming summons to the bedside of mortal agony. Yet what was that to the re- turn of her lifeless clay instead of the coming 1 again to us of one always so blthe, so happy, and so fnll of life.
 No wonder then that the dreadful news l passed swiftly on from mouth to mouth and | travelled forth to friends elsewhere No won- der many an eye was moist, and sorrowful faces met each other everywherel No won- der when the last sad rites were being said many stood by to see her laid to rest beneath the sod No wonder as those solemn words, earth, ashes, dust, went up to heaven our hearts hardly rose, but rather seemed to go down to the grave with her
 It was, therefore great comfort to those who felt so much, to do what little they might in connection with these closing scenes That must have been hard heart which was not touched by the tribute paid her mem- ory by him under whose guardianship her ed ucation has been going on for several years So did it move our feelings to see the same young friends, who were waiting to welcome her return, bear her body and place it in it's resting place. Tenderly and gently all was done by their careful, ready hands.
 And Nature also lent her sympathy to sof- ten human grief. The profusion of flowers with mute eloquence seemed to whisper |" She is not dead but sleepeth.' As eoe are hidden beneath the earth and die, in order to come forth again Teneaoed in beauty-so is your ,ovedone only lost awhile to rise immortal, in- corruptible, glorious, in Gods appointed time."
 Even the fresh earth beside the grave was strewn with flowers. Quickly wilted by the monday sun, they seemed fit emblems of one cut off by death so young. Their droop1ng heads seemed also in strict harmony with hearts bowed down with sorrow.
 One could but be reminded of those beauti- ful words of John Milton:
 ''Ye valleys low where the mild whispers nae Of shades, and wanton winds, and gushing brooks. On whose fresh lap the swart-star spareiy looks Throw hither all your quaint enamed eyes, That on the green turf suck the honied showers, And purple all the ground with vernal flowers LI3S tle IdIlo primrose LnaG tOrSaken dies. The tufted crow-toe, and pale jessamine, The M white pink, and the pansy freak d with jet The glowing violet,
 The II , musk-rose, and the well-attired woodbine, With cowsiips wan that hang the pensive head, And every flower that sad embroidery wears: Bid amaranthus all his beauty shed,
 And datfadilies fill their cups with tears, To strew the laureat hearse where Lycid lies' Aye, let both friends and flowers join our la- ment,'; yet let us learn from these sweet mes- sengers Of peace Mot to be sorry as men without hope"
 Hereafter little mound of earth, cold, unfeeling stone, briefinscription thus:
 GEORGE M. PEET,
 Born May 18th, 1860,
 Died August 29th, 1879, will be all that will mark her resting place. The stranger in time to come may pass it unheeded by but treasured memories will still abide in loving hearts while life remains to atS. We will not think of her as dead, but gone before, and now sweetly resting until we also follow: knowing this, that ''There is a rest which remaineth for the people ofGod."
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