Goldsboro weekly argus. [volume] (Goldsboro, N.C.) 1885-1909, 1899-05-04
MISS MARY CARROW DEAD.
She Passed Peacefully Away at Noon To
Day: Useful Life Ended: A SANITY
Soul Gone to Its Eternal Reward.

/ CaTrow, whose critical illness fol
some Gays previous had teen noted
in these columns, occurred at moon
Wedn lay, at residences of Mrs.
/ B. NJ. Privett, where she boarded.
Through all the years that the
memory of the editor runs, bsca
to his earliest boyhood, "Miss
Mary Carrow" is the most familiar
fgure outside his own venerable
and beloved mother and house
hold. Our first idea aud earliest
recollections of school are associa-
ted with her name, and all through
the intervening years the passir g
and the coming generations OF
Goidsboro have sat under her
teaching and learned to love and
revere her for her unfailing and
unfathomable goodne IS and abiding
charity and exemplary Christian
character. The announcement of
her death will carry a personal
sorrow into every home, and to
the heart of every child and pa
rent in this city, township and Sec
ton, while her memory will live
with them in loving reverence
through life.
How beautiful was her life!
how useful! "Instructirg many to
justice, and firing not in her old
age even to the very day she was
stricken down. So beautiful was
her life and its passing that the
poetic asY iration of the PsaImist
of old is tenderly appropriate to
her, in the retrospect and its cul-
minatlon: "We all do fade as a
leaf AS for man his days are as
grass. AS a flower of the field so
he fourishetb. For the wind
passeth over it and it is gone
We walk in our garden and see
bud hanging its head limp en- the
stalk. The frost has killed it, and
it will never open now. Sadly
and tenderly we take it off, and as
we pull it apart and notice how
exqulsitely its petals, just tinged
with their color, are folded to
gether, and a faint sweet odor es-
capes, we feel sorry that befol it
could develop its loveliness it
must perish We look upon the
face of the little child as it lies in
lis &C fiji, the curls lying damp on
its marble forehead. sacred with
q mothers kiss; she once rosy lips
pale now, buU wreathed with q
faint, sweet smils; the blue eyes
closed: we wonder how death
could be so cruel as 10 rob this
innocent being of its life. Or it
may be young man IN the full
tide OF his career. Tie world
opens to him brilliant future:
what great possibilities are await
ing his efforts; what great
achievements may he work out;
what happiness in store for him
But unexpectedly the frost falls.
his strength withers, all efforts at
restoration are unavailing, and
the grave closes remorselessly
over all. And now it falls upon
the young woman in the full
bloom of glorious Womanhood.
Her nature and accomplishments
e her for the adornment of the
home and the glory of society.
Prayers and tears avail not, and
she sinks down like a lovely
flower. The rose fades from her
cheek, the lustre Of the eye grows
dim, the rounded form loses it's
lines, the heart ceases to beat and
only lump of inaminate clay re-
mains, soon to moulder away.
What a loss what misfortune, we
think-and as we turn away from
the grave that holds the precious
dust we sadly see with what in.
discriminate sweep the songless
reaper swings his silent scythe
to execute the inevitable doom
of all mankind. The frost, too,
falls on the flower outbloomed,
and with seed ripe, ready to drop
in the ground to come up again
in the coming spring. Like these
are the old who have served their
God and generation well. They
have lived through their spring
and summer doing good unto all,
and now comes autumn rich and
mellow to crown their years and
adorn their lives. Let the frost
fall now; it is not untimely.
Thou shall come to thy grave" "
saith the Lord, :insa full age, like
as a stalk of corn cometh in his