The News-Herald. [volume] (Hillsboro, Highland Co., Ohio) 1886-1973, 1895-04-04
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Obituary.

It is with no ordinary emotions of
grief that we record the death of this
lovely child. Clara M. Roberts, daugh-
ter of G. F. and Marie M. Roberts, and
granddaughter of Godfrey Wilkin,
died March 10, aged years, 3 months
and Is days, of catarrhal pneumonia
and whooping cough. Little Clara was
a remarkably bright child. To a very
delicate frame was given a very active
mind. On account of her feeble con-
stitution she was constant care, and
at the same time, by her winsome and
kind disposition, a source of exquisite
delight to her parents. Her kind,
friendly turn made her great favorite
with everyone. Though reared in a
home of aflluance, with no wish ungrat-
ified, she was carefully-trained child,
and made brave battle for her life.
We have read of the wise sayings and
doings of little children during illness,
but never witnessed her equal. She
often had them sing her favorite song,
Home Above;;' no other seemed to
satisfy her. One day she said, "You
sing Home 'bove,' mamma Her
mamma tried to comply, but broke
down. The child started itherself, but
her little breath was not sufficient.
When her condition would become
worse she would say" II going now.'
reaching out her tiny hand, good bye,
mamma; good bye, papa" and looking
around on others who might be in at
tendance, "bye, bye" On the night
previous to her. de,.oh a remarkable
incident, or coincidence, occurred,
showing that although SO young she in
some way seemed to realize her cOndl
tion. Her mamma was sitting on one
side of the crib and an attendant on the
other; the child was resting quietly;
they were conversing in low tones on
the mysteries of Divine Providence.
ut is not for her sin that she is suffer
ing" "NO,' came the answer from the
child's lips with startling distinctness.
After a short pause the conversation
was resumed, ending thus: "If it is the
Lords will it will be all right" Yes
although the child never opened hel
ewes or seemed in the least disturbed
The last morning her little sister, Lola
came to the side of the crib and said
"Do you want me to sing?" With 9
tiny smile she nodded her head two OF
three times. Lola sang, and she never
took her eyes off her, scene never tt
be forgotten.
A very appropriate funeral service
was conducted at the Christian Church
by Presbyterian brother, Rev. Gal
breath, pastor of the grand-p Roberts
The precocious little darling had doub
ly endeared itself to everyone during
its sickness. The scene was a tender
and touching one--the snow whit.
casket containing the little cherul
resting amidst a bed of flowers, itsel
the fairest lily of all. The great grie
of the family, not loud but deep, th'
profound sympathy, the trembling note
of the choir, the soft, tender tone OF tn
delicate looking minister, as he poured
in the balm of consolation, made us tt
feel as though we were In the YER
presence of God himself.
There is no death ; an angel form
Walks Ger the earth with silent tread;
He bears our best loved tn ings away,
And then we call them dead.
He leaves our hearts all desolate,
He plucks our fairest, sweetest flowers /;
Transplanted into bliss, they now
Adorn immortal bowers.
M M