St. Tammany farmer. [volume] (Covington, La.) 1874-current, 1898-03-05
TRIBU re OF LOVE FOR MAMIE
e. CHtSEY.

Still Is the loyal heart! flushed the
si!vsry laugh and merry tones. Dirimed
arc th. beautiful blue eyes, windows Of
The pnte Sonl of dear little Mamie!
Pale ara the sweet iins. which ever wore
the smile Of 1--we aud charity. How mo-
tianless the blithe girl is! Tread softly,
disturb not the watchers beside her
bier! Mamie is dead! Oh. sad words!
we can scarcely realIz e what they con-
tain. rhe brave yonng life is en,irti.
Just as the golden rays of aMbit lou.
Eope was iingiug her life. No words
can tell what she was to t..ose WHO
knew and owed her. She has crosse
over the River of Death to Eteru,ty =
fair shore. Her memory shall remain
with us for all time. Tha sweet flt wer
has been cnlled here, TO be transplanted
in CLINE where there il no snow, NO
weary wandering feet Fate is 80
cruel Death is 80 relentless; love il
powerless against His might. How hard
it seems that the brightest and best
must perish tisrt. Verify. s.Denth loves
n shining ,aark~ Why 10 the sweetest
flowers dloop their bright faces, and
die SO soon after unfolding their lovely
petals? Because it is the law OF nature
Alter awhile the mystery will be ex-
planned to us, and our heart aches will
be over. Our Creator is too mercifnl
and just to be nnkind to ns We could
not know the sosr wv til It lurked alon.
tho path way OF our winsome friend
Mamie. tod Lowell her more than an,
earthly friend. m called her home from
tears and pain that often blixhts wo-
man's life. There is vacancy ia our
affections that no other friend can fll.
A yonng lovely ana cnrtur ed girl. She
diei long before girlhood's morning
cached noon; she sweetly sleeps the
dreumless s eep that holds close the M
dance Of her ers twhile lustrous eyes.
While vet in love with life and raptu-oJ
with he world, IL message Wis waited
on snowy wings of love, TO call Ter to
Eter; ,,l love and rest: rne gentle girl
who in Efs's battle was ever true aud
firm, aud in life's sunshine was AZ tie
vine anil flower. She climbed the
heights, and left superstition TAR behind,
and on her fair brow dvelt tina gollen
light of n grandsr day. She Lowell the
good and beautiful, and held ou.. her
han DIS IN charity to the helpless. How
cheerfuliv she added to the sum oil
for whom size performed some loving
service to bring flower to her bier, shs,
won d rest Tonight beneath a mass OF
frnxra 9. and beauty. In tine dy ing
hour her eyes beheld throne of grace.
and her ears heard rustlin4 of wings
aud ANGELS. singing tueir triumphant
songs. Ii fe is as n vale, we strive In
vain TO look beyond the heights. We
call in anguish. 70 our beloved dead. but
the only response is the echo of our
grief. The shock when the messenger
said ..Nannie is dead" was almost too
bard for mortal endurance. We did not
even know ourcherished friend way i'll,
an could not b, with her 1t last.
Farewell! dear heart. never more on
sar.h will we sea Thy sweet face, framed
IL golden curl many hearts axe aching
because :ou have gone away. Over
YOUR bier of rest We place the pure flow
-.rs. eloblems of love aud remembrance.
W.. give You t-ibuts OF OUR tears.
We shall sadly miss you through the
Years to come, but in the glad lsessur-
rection morning sc will clasp your dia-
hands again, in the tsir fields Ct Eden
We shall meet 10 part no III, ira. Dear
hetrts bowed Nth grief. trust in God
and look mp. He says:
.'Lu. am witt, you always"
he il at rest from lifu's turmoil aid
care. A FRIEND
The above is copied from tae eli lt,n
Southern Watchman, of Feb. 10. Tue
de,.e s Il taught school in this Parish
f,- several terms, and was riece OF
Mrs. q. Ii. Cause.