The Universalist. [volume] (Chicago [Ill.]) 1884-1897, 1895-12-21

daughter of Walter j. and Elizabeth
Carlyle. With the exception OF a few
years residence in Illinois, her life wal
lived in La Crosse. She was devotee
member of St.Paul'sU niversalistCh Church
She was gifted with sweet voice fol
song, and cultivated it under compe
tent vocalist in Chicago. She was
member Of the quartette choir in hel
church, but for year was not able te
sing because of lung and throat trouble
A bright and amiable girl. all were hel
friends. She died Nov. %. 1895. The
funeral service was held November ~ in
the church, which was filed with those
who came to sympathize with the living
and pay tender tribute unto the dead.
The pastor spoke from 2 Corinthians
v: l, as suggesting the continuousness
of the life of the spirit. The body dies,
he said; the soul lives. We lose that
which appears to the outer vision; we
keep an indwelling love, an imperishable
image OF the eternal God.
Possibilities are sundered from earth
by dying, but not destroyed. The bird
th-t was held in the cage of flesh has
flown through an open wicket. The at
mosphere had become unsuited to it. Its
song had ceased because the physical
conditions imprisoned it. But song was
in the soul still, and aspiration was CON-
panion unto it. When Marion sang for
the last time, it vas for favored visitor
at the home, who recalls her expressed
intention of using her voice occasionally
that she might easily command it and
also strengthen it. The low notes were
then perfect sweet and full. Those of
the higher register we're difficult for her.
But while her voice would not sound out
full and clear on these, her spirit was
not baffied. The art was still hers. The
instrument had failed to respond to the
touch of it's master.
Months Of anxiety of family and friends
as to the end which might be near told
as much as the vision of Der departure.
Those who sat by and watched at the
last could not for awhile distinguish be-
tween death and sleep. She who possess
ed all her mental and moral and spiritual
faculties, whose thought was clear, whose
moral sense was quick, whose love was
living and whose personal attachments
were strong, had apparently gone peace
fully to sleep. Butt was the sleep from
which the body awakens never.
She was ever considerate of those
about her. She ceased not to think of
her friends. She forgot not her devotion
to the church. Her heart fingered here
when she could not stay to serve, and
she had served in that love which exalts
service into willing and blessed devotion.
She had heard the Masters words and
her life had been qualified for obedience.
aye are my friends. if ye love me and do
whatsoever | command you. Henceforth
I call you not servants, but have called
you friends"
Marion tried to spare those about her.
She would unburden their anxious
thoughts of her, if possible. She would
have the home-life free in love and hope,
her friends happy when they met her.
The little kindnesses rendered, the min
istries to her necessities. were ever re-
ceived with expressions Of gratefulness.
She seemed to think that her own love
put her under obligations to others, and
was no plea for helplessness.
She had spoken freely to near rela-
tive few hours before the end came of
her probable departure. While she had
desired to live here and had refused be-
fore to speak of going away, and did not
went that those near her should think of
her going. she was willing herself now to
go. There was love behind, but there
was love before. The home was not en-
tire on earth. The members missing
were to be found and joined in heaven,
A sense OF companionship sustained her
wherever it might be that she should
dwell.
The death angel at last raised the con-
filming wires, and with easy and restful
wing the bird escaped form earth's dark
and cold TO the day of God light and
warmth, from this wintry cline against
which its wings beat retreat for the
summer land where, amid leafy boughs
and blooming flowers, it is given it's song
| AGAIN in the companv of the hleat