The Austin weekly statesman. (Austin, Tex.) 1883-1898, 1885-05-21
In Memory. fNIrs. Grow

Mrs. j ulia Crow, the oldest child of
Mr.. Mrs LOUIS EIlers, was born in
the town of BaStTop on the 18th OF
October, 1865. Her childhood days
were spent in her native village, and
there she was happily married to Mr.
A. II. Crow in the goth year OF her
age. Not long after their union the
young couple came to Austin, and ev--
er since this city has been their home,
Mr.. Crow had for long time been
in feeble health, and was induced by
the advice of his physician to visit
cline Of that Southern country might
bring him new strength. With tie
devotion Of a true wife, Mrs. Crow
determined on accompanying him,
and about the middle of last March
they set out, both with hopeful
antIcipaJions OF their Journey
Alas! how cruel Was the destiny that
awaited them at the end. The law
that forbidS to mo. tails to lift the veil
of futurlty is tor their own good, no
doubt, but here DO signal OF danger
had cast its shadow oefore;" no ill
Omened whispering of the sadde5J
Thing in all the sad drama Of lite-the
death of those we love. La magnih-
cent health, and just entering on the
prime OF splendid WOmanhoOd, who
would have dreamed that she would
IN SO short a time be summoned TO
the "better land
They had barely arrived at the city
of Aqua CaiienteS when On the 20 Of
May, Mrs. Crow was stricken with
that awful scourge, smallpox. AS
the disease appeared to be o1 q mild
type, at first, her recovery was not
despaired OF; but the hope was vain.
Though provided with the bt st medical
skill, and watched over day and night
by her husband, whose tender atten-
ton never once tagged, but it became
evident at that last she must go. Con-
cious Of approaching death, she showed
10 sign or fear, but with perfect resig-
nation. expressed her willingness TO
yield to the will of a higher power
She died on the 7th of May, and left
her husband, desolaJe and heart-bro-
ken in foreign land, alone with his
great grief. 1t was hard, indeed to
bear. Mere words are meaningless
when they attempt to portray sor-
row such as his, or that Of her aged
parents, brothers and sisters, when the
terrible tidings came. The agony they
experienced Can only be understood
by those who have gone through the
same supreme trial. Between heI
and all her family there existed the
strongest ties CT attachment, and to
have these so suddenly severed was
the cruelest stroke OF fate.
AS a wife, daughter and sister, she
| had ever acted her paTt molly, and fol
her to Gle seemed so very hard, SO ut
terly inOportune.
Leaves have their time to fail
And flowers To wtther at the north winds
breath,
And StaIS to Sat--but all,
Thou hast all seasons for thine own, Oh
DEATH"
R"t net Only was there monraing
for her death among those or her i'm
mediate family. the noble character
kind disposition and sunny nature OF
this loved lady had endeared her to
wide circle OF friends, in Austin
and many sympathetic tear paid
homage TO her memory. Though
never more may SHE mingle with
them III earthly scent S, the recollec-
ton of her worth AMI gentle ways
I Will lIGger Win them forever.
She was buried IL d strange land, in
accordance with whose customs it
was impossible TO bging her home for
interment. This was an additional
cup OF sorrow, but though her mortal
remains lie far away from kindred
and home, the pure and innocent
spirit could not be entOmbed; and
floating out into the LAND of the I'M
detiled," it Went to dwell with other
spirits of the pure and the good,
throughout eternity.
There is no death! What seems so is transi-
ton:
This life of mortal breath
Is but SUBJ rD of the life elysian,
Whose portal We call death.