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Obituary.,

Died in Pownal, at the home of her
early years, July Sth, 1895, Mrs. Maggie
Bates Bowen, aged Al.
About four months ago, Mrs. Bowen
was taken i'll with la Grippe, but after
several weeks of suffering, convalesced
to such an extent that, greatly. desiring
the companionship of her mother, she
left her home in Bennington, where
most of her married life of eighteen
years has been spent, and went to her
brothers home in Pownal, hoping amid
such favorable surroundings to be re-
stored to health. Instead of this she
failed rapidly, although tenderly cared
for by the members of her family. For
the past two years Mr.. f. i, Bowen has
been in business in Brooklyn, n. Y,
with the firm of A. D. Matthews and
Sons, where he expected this fall to have
a reunited family circle.
Mrs. Bowen was a women of great
firmness of character and sound judy
ment. To the aged mother who has so
tenderly watched over her during her
last sickness, to the devoted husband
and daughter, just reaching young wom-
anhood; to the little boy of tender years,
too young to realize the meaning of the
word, motherless, this is an irreparable
loss whose length and breath cannot be
measured by words. By the large circle
of friends who knew and loved her she
will be sadly missed, for she was kind
and unselfish. Several years ago she
was converted and united with the Bap-
fist church, and in this trying time of
suffering, when faith was sorely tested,
proved the consolation of the religion of
Jesus. The funeral at her childhood's
home was very largely attended, nearly
all the family relatives being present.
The service was conducted by the Rev.
Phillip GUttel, an old friend of the fam
lily, Mrs. Bowen's pastor having recently
removed from Bennington. The floral
offerings were numerous and filled the
rooms with their sweet fragrance.
Her pail bearers were Mr.. Bowen's
four brothers.
She is quietly sleeping by the side of
her father and other loved ones in the
beautiful cemetery of Oak Hill.
Cone so loved and so useful,
Fer lifes sun had reached its noon,
Gone with so much to live for
Hopes fondly cherished blighted so soon.
oh mot tbue would ,ya boyo bod
Who sought to detan her here,
Who tried by all means to restore her
To the loved ones she held so dear
Through the long weary months of watching,
Mid the sck-rOoms shadow and gloom,
We have earnestly prayed, Father spare her,
Teach us now to say, Thy will be done.
1t is not for Maggie we are grievng,
She is safe in the Homeland of Heaven.
To those who on earth must linger,
Are our tears of sympathy given.
The sad mother so aged and weary,
Will soon reach the pearly gate;
"Mother we shall not long be parted"
Are the words Maggie uttered Of late
To Audria and dear little Grin,
The children of a fond mothers care
Learn to trust, though You may understand not,
'Tis so hard to do and TO bear.
1t s written; care they not miuistering spirits?'
If this boon to mortals be given,
AS your guardian angel, loved ones
She will guide you from earth 10 Heaven.
When the mists have rolled away faith fondly
whispers:
We shall meet no more lifc's weary Do til to roam;
We shall sing Heavens glad home sweet home.
Con.