Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1897-07-02
Death of o Good Woman.

1t becomes our sad duty to record in thi.
Issue of our paper the death of Mrs. Catherine
Jane Maddox, wife of our esteemed fellow
citizen, DR.. Charles j. Maddox, which oc
CURED at her residence, this town, on Satur.
day, June Goth, 1897, in the 73rd year of her
age, after brief but severe illness, which
she bore with great Christian fortitude.
So keenly do We experience the death Of
this estimable lady, that If our words In
recording it are incoherent, it is that our
heart, replete with sympathy for her loss
and that of her family, guides the pen where
the mind is accustomed on other occasions
to exert its influence. One must have
known the deceased to fully appreciate the
anguish that her death strikes into the souls
OF her friends, for she was one that none
ever saw save to admire, that none ever
knew save TO love. But it is at her late
home, now black with sorrow, where the
atoms of the shattered vase has fallen with
the most force. A fonder, more devoted
wife and mother ever watched over any
household-her love all through the long
hours of the night in the early morn, in
the noon. time and in the eve was ever
great, ever full to eifiowing and singu-
larry beautiful. While our hearts go out
in sympathy to her bereaved family, they
have the greatest of all consolation in the
assurance of her eternal happiness, which
robs death of its sting and the grave of its
victory. Gentle and charitable in her judg-
ments of others, ever looking for the best and
noblest In all with whom she associated, a
consistent and devout member of the Catho-
lie church, her beautiful spirituality and
deep piety combined to render her Christian
life one of wonderful symmetry. Indeed, it
may be truly said, that her religion mani
tested itself as the soft falling dews, and
many have been the hearts and the homes
which she has cheered and comiorted.
The death of Mrs. Maddox is a sad aftiic-
ton and cannot but be productive of the
deepest grief. Friends, relatives and the
stricken ones at home mourn over her death
We know how difficult it is for the human
heart to bow with meek and patient resigna-
ton beneath the strokes of that mysterious
rod, which mingles love with punishment,
and chastens and purities in its chastise-
ment. We know how impossible it is for
the human hand to draw the melody of glad
ness from those human chords which muir
muringly wall beneath the cruel touch of
deaths affliction-nought but an implicit
faith in those divine promises which point
to meeting OF friends beyond that separa-
ton of the gloomy grave can sooth with con-
ISOLATION hearts so sadly and sorely grieved.
The deceased was the third daughter OF
the late Henry Harding, of this tc,gn, and
joyous chain-but its almost magic strength
has fled-its music-dead!
The funeral ceremonies were held at st.
Mary's Catholic church on Monday last in
the presence of the members of the family,
relatives and large concourse of friends,
after which the remains were inferred in the
adjoining grave yard, where she has strayed
from childhood until borne to her grave.
To the earliest rays of the morning light as
it drives away each lingering shadow, to
the full warmth Of the MONDAY sun as it
fructifies the seeds of beauty to come, to the
whispering and cooling shades OF the even
ing when the day is done, and to the soft
lullaby Of the night winds as they gently
sigh over her new and Embroidered home,
into which Gods sunlight never enters, the
music Of birds is never heard, nor the vail
ing of the wintry storms make their way
there-let her rest-softly sWeetly rest