Saint Mary's beacon. [volume] (Leonard Town, Md.) 1867-1983, 1893-06-22

On the 9Th instant, JOHN WILLIAM.
infant son Zach +. and the lac Ella Rosa
lie Raley, aged months and 10 avs.
Lay him in the earth,
And from his bed of unpolluted flesh
May violets spring
This beauteous bud sent from heaven 10
earth for awhile to diffuse its sweetness and
entwine its loving garlands around the heart
of an afflicted father for awhile has been
waited back to its heavenly home May
the bereaved father be consoled in the
thought, that God in His infinite mercy and
goodness has seen fit to to take him thus in
early childhood innocence to free him from
the trials and turmoil Of a life on earth.
Death is always sad. When it comes TO
the aged who have lived their allotted
three score-and ten, yet il is sad. When IL
! comes TO those who in the prime Of life are
surrounded with the fruition of long cher.
ished hopes, il is doubly sad. But, oh, how
awful, how sorrowful when it comes in
hideous form 10 the young, whose spring.
time OF life is not yet passed-who, Just at
the entrance of the summer of existence.
live in perpetual day dream, where naught
but roses and sunshine exist! When death
lays his ruthless hands upon the young
and loving and confiding wife Of but year,
and tears her from the arms of an idolizing
husband at the moment when her heart was
about TO be filled with the greatest ioy of
earth-a mothers love for her first born
where is the heart that would not be bowed
down in sorrow at the contemplation of
such picture!
And such is the sorrowful picture pre-.
sented by the untimelY desth of the sub
ject of this humble tribute Mrs. MYRTLE
GRAVES-beloved wife of Leo w. b.
Graves, who died suddenly May 25th, ulti-
mo, in the 18th year of her age.
She was lovable woman, possessing
those qualities of mind and heart which
always endear their possessor To her &C
quaintances. She was kind, amiable AMI
coDfiding TO fault. She devoted her brief
married life to the happiness of her hus
band, and his bereavement time alone can
eface de has the sympathy of his large
circle of friends, as well as of the whole
community. By FRIEND.
MYRTLE V. GRAVES, my beloved
wife, who died May 25th, uit.. in the 18th
year OF her age.
IL is only those who have suffered the
sad bereavement of fond and loving bride
can tell the feelings that fill my breast as /
write this sad tribute of respect to the fond
memory Of my loved one. Yes. cruel
death, that dreadful messenger, has torn
from my arms my precious darling in the
very spring-time of life, when her fond
young heart was filed the brightest hopes
and her sunny future seemed as one bright
dream. Oh. where is the heart that would
not be bowed down under this cloud of
painful sorrow that has been spread over
my once happy home by the dark angel Of
death
Good bye, loved one, with ruthless hand
Dark angel death hath snapped the bands
That bound thy loving heart to mine
Through passing shadow or sunshine.
No more, no more tiny loving eyes
With colors borrowed from the skies
Mine own with tender glance will seek
And volumes of affection speak.
No more at eve will thy sweet smiles
The burden of the day beguile,
Or Loving words or sweet caress
No more the passing moments bless.
Thou'rt gone, my love, my tender bride.