News and citizen. [volume] (Morrisville, Vt. ;) 1881-current, 1884-11-13

HA1FORD-At her home in johnson, October
80 1854, Sarah blanchard. wife OF Amos Hay.
ford, departed this life aged So.

H5A "a it her home in johnson, October
80, 1854, Sarah Blanchard. wife OF Amos Hay.
Ioru' departed this life, aged o6.
Deceased was one of nine children
bonn to John and Annie Blanchard,
OF Woodbury., VT, where she spent
her glrlhood, the family moving to
johnson when she was about IS.
Here her life has been passed separat-
ed from her family, who moved to
Ohio 30 years ago. The father and
mother and one sister proceeded her
to the Spirit Land, but death, seem
ing more kind than life, separated the
! mother and daughter, who had not
met in thirty years. only few weeks.
Inc mother at the advanced age of 81
died August 16, 1884. For 50 years
she had been faithful, devoted wife.
Her husband and five children, three
daughters and two sons survive her,
and deeply mourn the loss of loving
Christian wife and mother, whose
counsel and example will ever be the
reminder that sits not all Of life to
live, nor yet of death to died. Never
very strong, her work was confined to
the home circle, which she ever made
cheerful and pleasant, forgetting her
own self in caring for her loved ones.
For more than two years her disease
was known to be incurable, but all
through the days of suffering she ut
tered no word of complaint, only the
pathetic sentence ''Pm so tired" And
these lines, so oft repeated by her,
seemed to express the inner feeling:
eve get so tired we cannot care
For many things. We creep
Like weary children near to Thee,
And only pray to Sleep"
A great comfort to the delicate ma
ture which shrank from strange hands,
was, that all through the long illness
the daughters were her constant at
PENDANTS, even to the last, ministering
to all her wants as only loving hearts
and hands can do, repaying as best
they could the wise and patient train
ing bestowed on them. She had en-
deared herself to large circle of rel
atives, neighbors and friends who feel
deeply the loss of one whose friend
ship and Christian example will long
be remembered. AS death drew near
there needed no preparation other
than had been made, for her eyes had
seen the salvation Of the Lord, and
peacefully she waited to depart, real
izing most fully the expression Of
favorite hymn:
Thou my everlasting portion,
More than friend or life to me,
All along my pilgrim journey,
Saviour, let me walk with Thee.
Not for ease or worldly pleasure,
Nor for fame my prayer shall be;
Gladly will toll and suffer,
Only let me walk with Thee.
Lead me thro' the vale of shadows,
Bear me DER life's fitful sea;
Then the gates of life eternal,
May enter, Lord, with Thee.
Grieve, you will, always, but not
without hope, for the dear life you
have known as mother is endowed
with the power of an endless life, and
there is one spot more sacred than all
others. Step softly, speak low, for
hidden here in the church-yard's mould
lies our dear mother, with the gar
ments of death drawn around her.
And very reverently we say ''beloved
wife, sincere Christian, dear, noble
mother, farwell till we meet beyond
the river. The last sad rites were
performed at her late residence Nov.
LIST, at 10 o'clock A. NJ, Rev. Mr..
Baxendale officiating. Many thanks
are due the choir, who rendered so
sweetly her favorite hymns, and also
to the neighbors who so thoughtfully
prepared beautiful emblems of nature
which helped to console our broken
spirits.
johnson, vt.