Morning journal and courier., 1888-04-10
AN IMPRESSIVE SCENE.

Smith at the First Baptist Church
 Beautiful Flowers I'm Great ProfG.
 sion-Tributes From Rev. HIT. But-
 rick and Rev. pr. s. B. Phelps.
 The funeral of Sarah J., wife of General s. R. Smith, was held from the First Baptist church yesterday afternoon. There was 6 large attendance, the galleries being well filled, while nearly all the seats on the main floor were occupied long before the services began Rev. Dr. 5. Dryden Phelps offered prayer at the house sn Bradley street. The services at the church consisted of reading of her fayorite selections of scripture by Rev. Wallace H. Butrick, the pastor, ,and addresses by the pastor and Rev. Dr. Phelps, both of whom paid beautiful tributes to the deceased. Rev. Dr. Phelps offered the opening prayer, Rev. MT. Butrick the closing. The quartetts of the church rendered selections of music. It was deeply solemn and impressive scene. After the services the remains were placed in the vestibule of the church and the host of eorrowing friends who had gathered were given an opportunity to take a last look as they passed from the church. The top of the casket, as it was borne along the aisle, was almost hid from view by it's lovely burden of exquisite flowers. The interment was at Evergreen cemetery. Colonel s. J. Foxswas master of ceremonies. The bearers were ex-Governor Harrison, General s. E. Merwin, Hon. N. D. Sperry, Colonel George N. White, Commissioner R. A. Brown, F. Weleh.
 Among the many beautiful floral emblems were "Gates Ajar," seven roses and callas surneunted by two white doves, from the Baptist Ladies' Sewing Circle, of which she was president; basket of roses from Mrs. Francis Wayland and Mrs. O. F. Winchester, bunch of cslla lilies from General Merwin, handsome floral pieces from Mrs. s. D. Bradley and Miss Fannie Twiss of Meriden, a wreath of hslietrope from Harlan F. Hub bard, bunch of flowers from N. D. Sperry, wreath of wheat, evergreens and roses from Captain w. H. Stratton, basket of flowers frem Mir. and Mrs. F. 0. Lyon of Bridgeport, pillow of beautiful white roses from Col F. L. Watson and wife of Bridgeport and flowers in many designs from dozen other people. Two noticeable designs, were crosses bearing the words 'fSister" and f'Mother" in white blue immortellss, from the brother and adopted nieces.
 Among the attendants from out of the city were General Graham and wife, Generals Dwight and Goodrich of Hartford, Colonels Blakeslee and Mercy, who were members of Governor Harrison's staff with General Smith. General Bradley and many others prominent in the city were present.
 The pastor, Rev. MT. Butriek, in his ad- dress said: We believe in immortality in Christ. We mourn not as those without hope. Certainly she whose mortal re mains arc here before us lived for others. Hers was a life of self-sacri6ce. "He that loseth his life for my sake shall find it." We who believe in Christ shall see her again. She was trHe and devoted wife, She who had no children was yet the mother of ether mothers children. Her last thoughts before her illness were for their welfare and happiness. Husband, brothers children may yours be the joy unspeakable of meet | ing beyond. Her church ties were only less streng than those of the home.
 Yesterday in 8 memorial service in our \ Sunday school deacon spoke of her growth in grace from the early days of her child | hood. Here was her spiritual home and may \ we, too, net regard her as ours : Her virtues \ were eninently Christian virtues her \ graces Christian graces. Her heart drank \ in joyfully the sacred words, love and duty. ! What she did among us she did so quietly that we did not feel all that we owed her. Her death was but a quiet transition from life to the splendors, shadowless and broad
 of everlasting life.
 I could say more, much mere, but it is more fitting that he who was her pastor ir ' her tender years, and who has all these yeart | been pastor and friend to her and to us all \ should speak in this sad hour of eur mutual \ grief.
 Dr. Phelps said: In the presence of all these | beautiful tributes to the sleeper, and this | large assembly of mourning friends, we see ! the love and affection in which she was held \ I saw her in the sanctuary from childhood saw her when she consecrated herself to he1 Lord and noted the progress of her spiritu
 al life, and always she was the lovely Chris. \ tian girl and woman. It was mine to unite
 her in wifely ties to him who is the chic
 mourner here to-day. Hers was the loyal
 true, beautiful unselfsh, Christian life | Generous, noble, self-sAcri6cing, she devoted
 herself to others and to Christ's work. Sh' \ was long the treasurer of the Foreign Mission
 society, with her heart in the werk
 Dear friends, it is beautiful life, that ha 4 come to close, life full of bright help \ fitness for others and the cause. Our soul
 sit dumb under this great afaiction in he
 bereavement and our tongues fell dumb a ! we try to voice our sorrow adequately. Ther
 is life closing in it's full tide of strength
 all the ties binding it to earthly friends grow ing stronger, but in all Christian deeds ant
 virtues it was a long life, though not ye
 spanning half century. So her sun has no gone down at noon day. She has gone g
 the ripsning grain falls.
 Deeply joyous are the ties of home and tn | tender love of welded life grows deeper 6 | the years roll on. Such has been the expeI fence of our dearly beloved bsreaveds friend
 May Gsd comfort him to-day.
 Death is not death to her. It is enterin
 upon the sublime joy of the Christian. Fart
 has been exchanged for heaven. What gle
 rious sceHes have burst upon her enrapture
 vision. All pain, all tears forever left be
 hind. Such, though they leave us hers,
 not die. Their loving words and influence
 their beautiful forms and features and grs 1 cious ways remain with us. We know wher
 she is now. There is no bitterness. Absen
 from the body she is with her Saviour i
 mansions he has prepared. Her death sh
 did not anticipate. Attending the funeral c
 the wife of friend, she remarked, "I won
 der who will be nextq"
 | In closing Dr. Phelps read deeply touch | ing poetic selection which deceased gave he
 husband a short time before her death, an
 finished with another beautiful selection