Goldsboro weekly argus. [volume] (Goldsboro, N.C.) 1885-1909, 1894-07-12
IN MEMORIAM.

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IN MEMORIAM.
And we shall find once more beyond
earth'S sorrows,
Beyond those skies,
In the fair city of the sure founda-
tons
Those sweet, gentle eyes
OF darling mother, shining with the
same sweetness
That met us here;
Eyes, from whose beauty God has ban-
ished weeping,
And wiped away the ear"
It is with grief we pen these
unworthy lines to the memory of
Mrs. Lois Crabtree, nearest
kinSWoman to our now Sainted
father; and as memory brings
back the sweet days Of the past,
we would lay upon Ter new-made
grave a wreath of fragrant June
roses. Soft, silvery echoes from
life's slumbering years gone by,
bring back her gentle words and
fond caresSeS.
The tide of years roll backward now,
Dear cousins, and | 9 to feel
The glow of childhood DER my brow,
And through my bosom steal.
| Once more we gambol bright and free.
The grassy fields and shady ways,
| And laugh and sing in merry glee,
The old time tunes of other days.
But God has changed the picture fair,
And from the canvass wiped a face
The face of mother, TRANSPORTED now
IT. IT, cLi,;nr Iirht Of hoo uan1u
grace.
From her old home, Washing
ton. N. c., we would lay our
sorrow upon her grave as a
wreath0of immorteles. In early
womanhood she donned the
widows weeds, and took alone
the burden of life, when her hus-
band laid it down. By her plan
ming, and industry night and
day, by her w%ilfulness of love,
by her fidelity, she lived to see
her children all grown and set
tied in life. She claimed the
promises of her precious Bible,
land leaned upon the ''Everlast-
ing Arms"
When the evening shades were
dimming the bright, blue sky
she gathered her little circle te
1.-The ''home nest" and whispered
in prayerto her Father the cares
and troubles of each day, then
laid her soft hand gently upor
leach head and left her little ones
to Gods own care. Childhood
was thus passed away, and the
grandeur of maternal love was
impressed upon the minds Of hel
, children. Her hands never ceased
: to labor for their welfare, She
smoothed the pillow Of the suf
fering one. Let others praise
or condemn her children, lik'
the mother of Jesus, all thes'
f things ''she keeps and ponder
, in her heart" Nor did the rush
of 70 years quench the ardor o
r her love, but they were childrel
still to her, she forgot that the,
/ were actors on life's busy stage
! Dear ones, as you buffetthe way
of Christening time, the swee
voice of mother will be missed
a her words of gentle rebuke nov
!, sound like the notes of a well
strung instrument. Our dea
cousin was a student of tn
bible and loved to talk of presen
: experience, and hope for the flu
ture, always ready to give a rea
sonfor the faith she possessed
f She never faltered in love an,
: devotion to her church, and he
;, Divine Lord. During her las
visit to her old home, we we're s.
impressed with her love for he
Bible. Every. time she returne'
. from divine service, in her roor
y alone with God, she. was foun
r on her knees with her Bible. ]
e was her chart. her compass o,e
:, the stormy sea of life.
b ssShe's into harbor safely passed,
S Dropped her anchor, home at last
It Time will only reveal the If
: of this noble woman, God, an
1T the angels look down upon it
5, silent history. He with His ow
n tender hand has closed the boo
with its % well-Written chapter:
a and upon the clasp we woul
K write-"well done, good an
a faithful servant AS she live
SO she died. Peacefully he
. bark glided down deaths dar
- river out on the great ocean {
% eternity. Calmly as one WI
# lieth down TO pleasant dream
i she passed through the valley
80 death and entered the gates
Paradise. Let us all strive
meet her.
Since we hear her voice no more,
ie Let this grief but bind us closer,
r. Heart to heart than ere before.
s. Bind US by a holy sorrow,
In a fond unhroken band,
Ever gently guided heavenward,
~ By your mothers and my fathe
n hand.
e. With love and sympathy,
o. M.
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