The Ohio Democrat. (Logan, O. [Ohio]) 1886-1906, 1895-03-09

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dear one who has so recently gone
from our midst.
There are many who, by reason Of
almost lifetime acquaintnnceship,
seem better fitted to perform this
task than 7. set Tcoul,l not count our
acquaintance, our friendship or our
love by years. We were warm
friends long before we came ny
marriage to call each other sister;
and when. that happy time came,
the new tie Of love only bound the
old friendship more closely in our
hearts, making us feel that we were
in happy truth, sisters.
Whenever I think Of her, there
comes before me fnce beautiful
withthe joyous, happy beauty char
acteristic of those only who put
aside all thought Of self. Hnttie's
first thought was for others. The
unyarying sweetness of her dispo-
siti0n was apparent 10 all who met
her. There was always a kind word
and CHEEKY smile for all her ac-
quaintances, no matter where or
how she met them. To her intimate
friends she was faithful and loving,
counting no sacrifice too great to
lay upon the alter of friendship. TO
those bound to her by ties of close
relationship, she manifested \ de-
v0tion tireless in its expression and
never. failing in its comfort.
Into the brief morning of her life,
when each succeeding day seemed
to bring some new happiness to her
heart, and husband, parents and
friends laid at her feet loye's choic.
est offerings, there crept an insid-
ious disease from whose cruel grasp
no one could rescue her. The
change that each day brought was
we'll nigh imperceptible, and she
who thus walked hand in hand
with deaths grim shadow, had
within her breast that courage
which patiently endures rather
than bring Il moments anxiety to
those who loved he-. Always
cheerful and cOntcnted. 1t is par
ticularly gratifying to remember
how frequently, in these last days,
she remarked upon the perfect, SUI
preme happiness of her daily life.
I,have heard her say that 1t seemed
almost as though she was too happy
that some sorrow nearly always
followed in the wake of such ex-
ceeding joy. How little did she be-
lieve that even then her feet were
straying down the path we all must
tread, daily nearing that narrow
home which is the final resting
place of all.
When death entered my home
and took Il father, who was to me
the embodiment of all that is noble,
pure and good, how we'll do I re-
member Hattie's letter of condol-
ence; with what words of deep
sympathy and affection did she
seek to afford some consolation for
the distress that overshadowed us.
Sire had, not long before, lost n
dearly loved sister, and her tender
heart seemed just to know what
expressions of sympathy would be
most effective. Her sisters name
was often upon Hattie's lips, aud
never spoken but i'm highest praise
and love.
Thoroughly domestic In all her
tnstes. Home was a magic word
to Hattie. Her home was her world
In its dear circle she was blissfully
content. Her presence diffused
sunshine throughout every room
and her loving solicitude for
the welfare and comfort of all who
entered there, will be long renem.
bered by those who enjoyed her
hospitality.
Within a stones throw of where
her eyes first opened to the lights
peacefully, quietly, without mur
muir or mOan-she closed them In
the last eternal sleep. From the
house she entered as a bride, and
where two short years Of wifehood
were so happily spent, tenderly
reverently she was carried to the
little church where she had so offer
knelt In earnest prayer to Him In
whom she placed unfaltering trust.
Only n short time before she die(
Hattie, accompanied by her hus
band, paid a visit to the beautiful
little cemetery where the latter''
father lies buried. With no though
of the dark shadow fast approach
ing, hut with unconscious truth, sht
said: "And here's where ! shal
be-" marking with her foot the plac,
where she believed, N all probabil
;t,, ohn ,,,nnll so,u at Inn n rost II l.