The Manitowoc pilot. [volume] (Manitowoc, Wis.) 1859-1932, 1888-10-25
DIED

LANDRETH.-In this city, on Friday Oct
10, 1888, Madge, second daughter of Mr.
and Mrs. Albert Landreth, aged years
and months.
VERY few who did not hear and who
were no, greatly shocked by the an
nouncement last Friday that little Madge
Landreth was dead. With singular tender
ness she had endeared herself to all who
ever knew her and when her life was In
danger many were the prayers offered for
her speedy recovery. But the hopes en-
tertained for several days by many loving
hearts, were shattered by sudden turn
in the disease, and on Friday, with the
setting of the sun, her sweet pure soul
was carried by the angels to join the
throng above.
70. not III curelty not IN wrath
The reaper came that day;
Twas an angel visited the green earth
And took the flower away"
1t would be difficult to express in
words the sorrow felt by all the friends
OF this grief-stricken home, at the thought
that the bright face, upon which they SO
often gazed with delight, can greet them
no moro with its winsome smiles; that
the voice. which so often entertained
them with its sweet tones, is to be silent
forever; that the beautiful young form is
felled to the ground, extinguishing in the
hearts of loving parents every joy, every
hope, every dream.
1t causes infinite sorrow to feel that
with the first of the wintry frosts this
young and tender flower should have
dropped and died. Who can describe the
charm of little Madge, that endeared her
to the hearts of all who ever saw her?
She was little queen wherever she went,
and men paused in silent admiration
when she passed by in her little carriage
singing her favorite songs. She was al
ways singing. She was always in that
happy state of mind which can express
itself best in song. Her feelings were
always of such nature that cheerful
singing was inevitable. Yes, even the
last days of her life on earth, while her
sutferings were intense, she gave way to
the natural impulse of her heart and
sang her favorite verse:
Jesus loves me. this know
For the Bible tells me so:
Little ones to Him belong;
They weak but He is strong
Thus wherever she was there was sun
shine, there was happiness, there was g
cheerfulness which cannot be described.
Nothing can reconcile us to the loss of
charming little Madge except the thought
that where she now is nothing can mar
her felicity, or dim the luster of her Joy,
or damp the ardor of her song. We re-
member her sweet, her charming, her
sunny nature. We remember all her
sweet and cunning words and actions,
her many attractions to which no pen
can do justice; but we will always re-
member her best as 'sweet little Madge."
AS such she was known and admired and
beloved, as such she is mourned by a
host of friends. She had advanced but a
little way up the sunny slopes OF bright
and promising life when she was stricken
down. Her death fell upon her parents
with all the force of first bereavement
and altho' many friends are weeping with
them, yet from their home, once so
bright, so happy, SO sunny, beautiful
lrbt has gone ont and we feel that
theirs is a sorrow, grief which may not
be assuaged. And yet:
Live, though life hath deepest sadness,
Still it fits thee for the end,
And with grief is mingled gladness,
Blossoms DER the thorn-bush bend.
Harh, from out the shining portals
Comes gush of spirit song;
List ye pale and Borrowing mortals,
Learn to suffer and be strong" 80