The weekly intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1891-1901, 1898-03-19

n safe and prosperous journey through
life.
Married., at the residence OF Rev. Mr.
Brown, the officiating minister, at Chapel
Hill, Sunday afternoon, March 6, Mr.
Ransom Williams, of Oak Grove, and Miss
Clara Carlocs, of Chapel Hill.
This may not have been a runaway, but
there were suspicious signs. The couple
accompanied by half a dozen friends
drove to the house of the minister, called
him out, and all snt In their buggief
while the ceremony was performed. We
hope their parents will forgive them, and
that they may "forever live happily
together" as the fairy books says.
BIRTHS.
Born, mt Odessa, March S, to the wife oil
Mr.. O. Il. Prince, n girl.
Born, at Odessa, March 6, to the wife OF
Mr.. Ed. StandGeld, a girl.
Born, in his city, March II, to the wife
of MIR. L. r. Haerle, a girl.
Born, sin this city, March II, to the wife
OF Mr.. James Connors, n boy.
Born, at Upton, March 10, to the wife OF
Mr.. d.. ID. Gwinner, nee Gertie Mexican, a
boy.
DEATHS.
Died, near this city, March 16, of pneu-
monia, Mrs. Minnie Boiling, aged 81
years..
Died, at Concordia, March Q, OF bron-
chitis, Lambert, son OF Mr.. and Mrs. Mar
tin Evert, aged Z months.
Died, at La Junta, Colorado, March II,
Mrs. John w. Dean, of Corder. The body
is expected to arrive Mt Corder this morn
ing for burial.
Died, at Higginsville, March ID, OF
pneumonia, Mrs. VIM. NJ. Martin, aged 81
years, IL months and 90 days. The body
was buried at Waverly, Tuesday.
Died, at the residence OF her mother,
Mrs. VIM. III. Carter, in this city, Wed.
nesday morning, March 16, OF brain fever,
jamie Lenoir Carter, aged q years, vile OF
Mr.. Thomas w. Hill, of Odessa.
Mrs. Hill had been sick since the first OF
January, and it was decided to bring heI
from her home at Oddessa to the home Of
her mother in this city. This was done
last Sunday. She was placed in 4 carriage,
made as comfortable as possible, and the
trip begun at two O'Clock in the morning.
She reached here at foul O'Clock in the
afternoon, taking fourteen hours to drive
sixteen miles. The drive was a try
ing ordeal, and she was almost exhausted,
but it was hoped that she would soOn
rally, and by loving. careful treatment be
restored to health. Delusive hopeI Her
suffering was intense, and gradually her
strength gave way, and Mt 1880 O'Clock
Wednesday morning the angel of death
stole away the pure spirit OF n noble
woman, a devoted wife and mother, an
affectionate sister, a loving daughter.
In such times as this words of sympathy
fall almost unheeded npon the ears OF
those who bear the burden of grief; and
yet sympathy is all we have TO offer.
Could deeds OF love or heroism have
driven back the black winged angel, then
jamie Hill would not lave died. h was
a bright, lovable girl; a happy refined
Christian woman. All who knew her
loved her, "none named her but to
praise"
Her remains were taken to Dover yes
terday morning, and buried beside her
She leaves a husband and q
little child, a mother, sister and two
brothers to grieve over their loss. In this
dark hour one CLEAN of happiness comes
to us as we anticipate the meeting of
and daughter, and imagine that
they are now waiting for the loved ones
who soon will join them in that happy
home where there is no death or sorrow.
IN MEMoRIAM.
The private griefs of those bereft Of
of mother, of wife, of husband or
children, may not be of much moment to
the general public; but where we lind Q
who has lived to almost the allotted
span of life, whose mob and unselfish
deeds have been a bensdiction to all with
they have come in contact--it may
be of some service to the world to pay q
proper tribute to their memory.
] appreciate the delicacy OF the task that
nave imposed upon myself in writing OF
the deceased-lest / attempt to paint the
lily. Exaggerations about the living or
the dead are always The world
at large has written its panegyrics and
Its monuments to men. Its
noble and unselfish women have been left
In the background. Napoleon, one of
mankind's greatest butchers, whose
memory is commemorated In story and In
song, In marble and in brass, estimated
the value Of the mothers of mankind by
the number of sons they could contribute
as food for powder and ball. No man has
ever lived or died who equals the Christian
in her home and at her Preside, In
shaping the destinies OF theworld for good.
her teachings and example away
from her sons and daughters, and Chris
tianity, civilization, and all that Ia worth
living for, would end in chaos and night.
To the Christian women OF the world, l
dedicate the sweetest songs; upon
head would place a coronet bedecked
with the most precious ~lewels-and Mt her
grave we should weep the bittersst tears
Of anguish and grief.
Mrs. Willie A. Ewing, wife OF Charles
l.. Ewing, was born December %, 1899.
and died after two years OF illness, March
D, 1898. She was a native OF this county,
and lived here all of her days. There was
sphere in her life, whether as daugh-
ter, sister, wife and mother, neighbor,
last though not least, as a consistent
woman, that she did not come
near fulfilling as the best of her sex.
About fifty years ago, she put on the
iFarmor of God" Her piety was not of the
ostentatious kind, but deep and abiding
as the ever flowing river, dispensing its
to all surrounding nature.
For siXty-One years she lived in the
as a girl, Young woman
and matron, where she finally died. For
forty-six years it was the happy lot of the
OF these lines to live with her in
dearest relation possible to men and
In all the days and years OF her
life Tor before, so far as l know
did she ever have a disagreement or dis
.nte with any OF her neighbors. Her life
ind example was Il benediction to her
and to the community.
She seemed to be possessed OF the tact to
and do the right thing at the right
time and in the right place.
1t is 40 wonder then, when the day and
hour OF her departure was at hand; when
The world was receding from her sight;
when visions OF the glory land we're re-
hected upon her dim gaze; when, it may
be, she saw her two little children who
had many years ago preceded her, clothed
in the bright h~abiliments of immortality,
beckon to her from the other shore-to a
question asked her by a female relative as
10 her prospects in the world to which she
was fast Fastening, abe exclaimed In ex-
u~ltation with all the power of her feeble
voice, "All is we'll! Happy day."
But the end came. 1t came az the sun
slowly sinking behind a cioudless sky, as
gentle az the zephyr kissing The face of a
sleeping infant, so gently did she die, that
The watchers ut her dying bed could not
tell when she breathed her last breath.
Thus has passed away a noble and good
woman, who was an honor to her sex and
n blessing to the community in which she
lived, HER HUSBAND.