The Breckenridge news. (Cloverport, Ky.) 1876-1955, 1900-07-11
A cody
MOTHER.
Immortal Life Awaits Her Be.
yond This "VaIe Of Tears"
A LOVING SONS TRIBUTE

10 give expression 10 my IeellnR5 through
the medium of your columns to my
mothers friends and neighbors in Glow
export, whose sweet sympathy and kind
attentions.so freely extended during hel
laet illness not only touched and soothed
her gentle heart in the closing days OF
her pure life but were soace to each
member OF the family in the deep apxi.
cites and heart rendings they felt in the
presence Of such great and overshadow-
ing sorrow: and while no human aid OF
sympathy could relieve the physical sui.
ferings Of her sgonizing death, nor as
suage the grief Of the desolated home,
yet the manifestations OF love that were
shown reached all our hearts and lent a
softening, mellowing influence to the
keeness of the anguish that only those
can know who -haye experienced the
gloom that follows the visitation OF the
Angel Of Death into home and claims q
devoted mother and the companion oil
many years. Terrible aud heavy as falls
the blow am reioicsd to say that my
sainted mother not only accepted with
sweetest, truest resignation the will Of
the Master but answered the final sum.
mons with the fullest OF Christian hope
that immortal life awaited her beyond
this "Vale of tears."
To all who knew her intimately or
even slightly there will forever remain a
pleasant memory Of her strong intellect
uality and genuine sincerity OF soul and
purpose. The warm grasp Of her hand
and tender sympathy that glistened in
her eye gave her admission at once to
the heart, and the records OF such lives
as hers cannot be effaced by time, for
they are written on tablets that do not
perish. Endowed with a meek and
gentle spirit and of quiet, retiring ways,
she was seen at her best in the home to
whose interests she was specially and
fondly devoted, and her passing out and
away from that inner circle is like "break-
ing the alabaster box" and setting free
the precious perfumes OF her pure
and Cody life. 1t will be we'll tor us all
il we shall be guided by the beautiful
example her life affords, and If we are
strong enough to follow in the path she
led which was the one marked out by
the Saviour, then we too will be ready
and willing to answer the final summons.
1t is both painful and pleasant to write
thus of Cody mother, and l can per-
sonally add % it the sad, sweet recolle,t.
ions OF asainted wife who after long and
similar sufferings preceded her to the
other shore, and know they are now
together in Gods Paradise OF Rest, for in
this life they were attached to each
other by the strongest ties of human af-
lection. How much closer and holier
must be the heavenly relation into
which they have enteredl Though we
have committed their frail mortality to
earth, the tomb can have no terrors for
us when We think of their glorifed
spirits set free in the realms of eternal
day. Then why should we grope among
the shadows Of the cburchyard or seek
the living among the dead?
We sometimes speak of their lives as
ended, their work as finished, but not 30,
for the dawning of that "Perfect day"
into which they passed and after which
no night can follow nor clouds obscure
the way, marked the real beginning of
life to them. / try to look upon these
mysteries Of Gods providence as further
evidence of His abiding interest in US,
and each loved one whom he takes a.
way from US as another "anchor drop
ped within the veil" to fix and stead y
our affections upon the everlasting
shores. But over and against this COM
forting spiritual view, the human that is
within US will ever and anon assert
itself in vain regrets and longings and
then those beautiful but sorrowful lines
Of Tennyson send chill through our
aching hearts as we recall the sweet as
sociations OF the past and cry out,
"Oh, Death in Life; the days that are
no MORE" and our longing
"For the touch OF vanished hand,
And the sound OF voice that is siill'
finds no response at all. To some COM
fortress hearts this seems like cold and
cruel fate, but we should not contend a.
gainst the irrevocable DEGREES Of God for
His ways are past finding out. Then
not comprehending the mysteries Of
either life or death, or the unkno wn
future which stretches out before us, we
must and will believe that HE doeth all
thingp WE'LL" for He has said. "What
do thou knowest not now. but thou
shalt know hereafter"
have written these poor lines with a
tremulous hand prompted by the tender
tie that runs through all the years OF my
life and binds them with mother love,
now broken but not destroyed, and ask
Won To print them in affectionate rernem.