Lexington weekly intelligencer. (Lexington, Mo.) 1871-1887, 1886-05-22
TIL TOMB.

Died-In Aullville. Lafayette county, Mo-,
April p, 1sS6, JENNIE ROBERTS. infant
uaughtero OF e., w. Roberts, aged. six weeks.
- In this city. May 16, of hemorrhage of
The lungs, ANNIE, wife of VIM. J. Stewart,
aged "a years.
eral debility, Mr.. IRA ANDERSON. aged
about 60 years.
Mr.. Anderson was an old and very highly
respected citizen of this county.
Bowling Green, Ky., papers please copy.
At Chronicle, Alabama, April II, 1856. in
her 4lst year, Mrs. MAMIE ROBERTS,
daughter of X. T. and Martha Liltlejohn, ieil
asleep to awake on that beautiful shore, where
the weary can sweetly rest, and bask i'm The
sunshine of Gods eternal love. No more TO
thirst as she bathes IN the living stream that
flows from the throne of God. And while we
sigh for IA glimpse of her sweet face and list
for the sound of her footsteps, she is pruis-
ing her ltedeemer with a perfect heart.
Deceased was born and brought up near
AuliVllle, this county. She united with the
Christian church when Is years of age, and
lived u devoted Christian life up to her death.
She was well and favOrably known as Il
genial, sOciable, Obliging woman, wife and
mother. Possessing warm sympathies, and
devotedly attached to her children and de.
voted husband, g.. W. Roberts, TO whom she
' thAh L. NCItlS uSO. i T.
nuptials being sOlemnized by Rev. Geo. Plat
tenburg Feb. IL, 1874. The disease that ter
minatd3 her earthly ~sojourn appeared in an
incipient form about one year ago, but was
slightly. noticed by her and friends until
about six months ago, when its ravages had
become so prostrating that it was thought
best by her physicians and husband to take
her to Alabama, where, if possible, her health
might be restored. And had it not been for
her lndomItable energy and unyieldiug will,
hnr mir vnnII hnNEn a4- a Al
portals above many weeks before. Her per-
sistent struggles however, finally had to
yield to the overpowering and fell DESTROYER
consumption. While fully realizing her con-
dition and knowing that the death angel
would soon, yes soon, come from on high to
escort her spirit home to the beautiful man
siOns of the Redeemed above, she seemed
to be so buoyed up with the hopes of getting
better and the expectation of coming home
where she could ENJOY the pleasant oppOr-
tunlfy OF calling around her those dear little
children whom she had so tenderly watched
oyer in their infancy and so often had pressed
to her bosom, and stamped that affectionate
kiss OF a mother upon their brow; that she
seldom spoke of dying while there. But she
frequently cOnversed with her husband and
friends before she left her home about dying,
and the same devoted expression could al
ways he heard fall from her uuiyerIng lips,
all that l grieve to die for now is, on account
OF leaving my devoted husband and dear lit
Ie CuliuIeu, anu In LneSe conversations she
would always close with tender words of
warning, and an earnest request for them all
10 meet her in heaven. Aud, Oh how glad
would the writer of this sad notice, who has
lived door neighbor to her for several wears
and Known her all his life. have mingled his
tears with her grief-stricken husband and
said, farewell Mamie. as her failing bark was
entering the dark and stormy waters of the
Jordan of death, but distance from home
prevented. But oh! the hope, the blissfuI
nope, that Is given to cheer and strengthen
the pilgrim while meeting the lights and
shadows OF this ever changing and uncertain
lie the hope that whispers even while the
angel Is untying the silver chords that bind
u.s. an, SO lovingly, so closely to them. We'll
meet again" yes, and soon, if we are faith
tul to Him who has said, Il go to prepare a
place for you, that where | am there We NAV
De also" Our mansion is prepared and ready.
GOD himself leaves no uncertainty i'm this
bllss1ul promise. No more sorrow no more
partIngs are known in that bIissful bond of
light and glory. where the perennial SPRING
time OF immortal youth shall bloom with
endless duration in the paradise of God.
Dearest Mamie thou hast left us,
Here thy loss we deeply feel.
but It's God that has bereft us;
He can all our sorrows heal.
Yet again we hope to meet thee,
when the day of life is fled,
mere IN heaven with JOY to greet thee,
Where no farewell tear Is shed.
Il. l.. WILLIAMS.