Herald and news. [volume] (West Randolph, Vt.) 1878-1943, 1894-04-12
obituary.


Augusta T.. (Allenl Graves was born in
Royalton, Vt, Aug. 2s, 1915, and was the
NTH child in a family OF ten children, on :
Iy three OF whom survive her. She mar
rled Cherles w. Graves, Jan. ID, 1864, and
one child came 10 their home, son Frank
who still resides in East Barnard. For
many years Mrs. Graves has been in iii
health but her serious condition was not
realized until she took her bed, the 26th of
Dec. During the weeks of weakness and
| intense suffering which followed her
character shone its brightest, showing
now strong spirit may triumph over
bodily infirmities. Through all these days
ana weary nights, no murmur nor COM
planning word was heard.
IL was her desire to live for the loved
ones IN her home, her husband, son and
grandchildren. Home was to her king
dom; there ell her love and thought CEN
tered. Yet, as she saw the death angel
lowering near, still patient and resigned,
she calmly made all arrangements for her
hnal journey. Sustained and soothed by
an unfaltering trust,n she had no fear in
crossing "over the river"
Early in life she took an interest in
Things that never fade and her faith was
shown by useful and beautiful life.
These years,so full of kind words and low
ing deeds, of devotion to her loved ones,
ndelity To duty, deeds OF charity and her
calm trust in God ARE living poem which
we shall read on the pages of memory
thro' all the years to come.
Just at dawn on March 18th, she fell
asleep, and all in this household feel that
the light of home is gone.
''rhe heart OF home is still
The house stands the street
Nor tells the passersby
us heart has ceased to beat
The mother was the heart
the mother and the wife
Her smile was all its light.
her movement all its life.
Now that she smiles no more
And does not lift her head
The house ma still remain.
But OH the home is dead
II singeth low in every heart
We hear Il each and all
song Of those who answer not
however we may call.
They throng the silence OF the breast
We see them Is of yore-
The kind, the brave, the true, the sweet,
Who walk with US no more
IT'S hard to take the burden up
When these have laid Il down;
they Frightened all the JOY OF life,
They softened every frown.
Blu, OH tits good to think Of them,
when troubled sorel
Thanks be TO God that such have been,
Although they are no more,
More home-like seems the vast unknow
~ince they have entered there.
To follow them not so hard
Wherever they may fare.
They cannot be where God is not
on any sea or shore.
Whate'er betide, Thy love abides
Dor God forevermore."
The funeral was attended from her late
nome and was conducted by Rev. S A.
Parker, who spoke from the text, "She
hath done what she could.n Many beau
ifui flowers were brought as a last offer
ng OF love, among which were large pil.
ow to "Our Mother" from the son, pill
ow to "Grammy,N from little Irene, the
wreath and crescent of
White roses from her brother and her
ephew; a beautiful wreath from DR.. Lo- [
an, and cut flowers from relatives and
riends.
4 quiet round ~ horely household duties
Meekly accepted, faithfully performed:
n Christ's dear name the cup Of water offered,
The needy fed and warmed.
NIGEL Of love and happiness to childhood,
soother and comforter Of hoary age o.
creme and sanity by the sick and dying,
In counsel sound and sage.
heart Of that unfaiing charity
" hich hides a weakness and forgives a wrong;
generous hand to lift the worn and weary,
So sweet and yet 80 strong.
nd she has gone-this ripe and gr eious woman,
This iircless lahnrer tn the Masters field
brewer vanished from our mortal vision.
The lips forever sealed
'herefore9 o plying Cod No voice, no answer o
q ars up the mystery dread and dark and deep b
e only know that after toll comes resting: =
That 80 He giveth His beloved sleep
hat tho men deem il commonplace and narrow
This humble. lifelong work for others good
be Christ has lent Il His divine approval. L
She did whate'er she eeul-.H