The Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1877-1885, 1882-12-04
AT REST.
There is no flock however watched ortendet
But one dead lamb is there;
There is no Preside howe'er defended
But has one vacant chair
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But one dead lamb is there;
There is no Preside howe'er defended
But has one vacant chair
Yesterday all that was mortal of Mae
Gait was tenderly borne to the Silent
City there to rest till the golden morning
of the resurrection The last services,
which were held at the family residence on
Second avenue were numerously attended,
almost every walk of life being represented
bv somebody DESTROYS of paying a last
tribute to one so tenderly beloved by all in
life and to sympathize with the bereaved
parents, the light of whose household had
been extinguished so prematurely. The
house was crowded with friends and in
the yard and on the sidewalk in front a
great many more braved the discomfort
of a piercing wintry air till the con-
clusion of the services. Deceased. as she
slept in her last earthly home, was literally
buried in the flowers she loved so well
when with u.s. B eautiful and expressive
floral devices without number covered the
casket. These included a setting sun,
large and exquisitely wrought; crosses,
n
crowns, a monument. wreaths, an hour
glass and crescent and star. With the
assistance of Mrs. NJ W Hakes the Frolic
club, of which deceased had been dearly
loved member prepared and sent in very
pretty pillow and anchor, which was great
y admired as il lay in the place arranged
for it. The services consisted of a volun
tary. two hymns, prayer and scripture
reading by Rev. J. A. Reynolds, and very
appropriately chosen remarks, breathing
deep love and sympathy by Rev. 5. S.
Cryer, pastor of deceased, based
upon 1st Corinthians, 18th chapter,
seth and 57th verses. An opportunity
was then afforded those present to look
for the last time upon the familiar features
after which the casket was borne to the
hearse by the following named young gen
tlemen: Messrs. Graham Lee, Fay Lynde,
John Walker Will Parsons, Hiram Cable
and Frank Walker, and the sad cortege
started for the cemetery. Arrived there
the usual commlttal service was rendered,
deceased being literally buried in roses.
Thus ended a sweet young life and with
it the hopes of fond parents and other
relatives and friends. 1t is but a step,
however, from here to the hereafter and
those who are left behind will not know
the sorrow which is born Of despair. She
has crossed the shadowy river but little
in advance of those who knew and
loved her best and the pain of
bright promise of reunion in that land into
which sorrow and death do not enter. The
sense of bereavement is shared by most of
our citizens, young and old, who had seen
the child develop into a joyous, hopeful
and promising womanhood. These to-day
weep with those who weep, but not as
those without hope" They already begin
TO see twinkling in life's cleaning the
bright stars of blissful immortality; an
Immortality which awaits all those whose
lifework, as was hers, is based on the
teachings of the Great Master.
Among the most touching of the mani
festations of sorrow at the departure of
one whom all regarded SO tenderly, was
the Central Presbyterian Sunday school
memorial service yesterday morning. De
ceased having been teacher her chair was
appropriately draped in mourning. as were