Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1901-08-13
MISS ELIZA puRelN.
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The many friends and relatives, as
well as large gathering of citizens, paid
their last tribute of respect to the mem
DRY of Miss Eliza, daughter of Mr.. and
Mrs. Samuel Durgin of this village,
who, after long and painful sickness,
passed away July Goth, aged % years,
and was buried Aug. 1st from the Con-
gregational church. She was a worthy
member Of Pearl Rebekah Lodge, No.
90. A large number of members from
her lodge escorted the remains, which
reposed in a beautiful casket, to the
church, where, after very sympathetic
and appropriate talk by Rev. Mr.. Albion,
pastor of the Universalist church, the
impressive and beautiful ceremonies of
the order to which she belonged, were
duly performed at the church and at the
grave. The casket was surrounded,
almost imbedded, by collection Of
floral tributes, of which the number,
variety, and appropriateness of designs
has rarely been excelled by that seen at
the funeral of anyone in this village.
Crescent, with three stars in centre in pink
three white 70 e., Pearl Rebekah Lodge.
Hr0ken wreath, VIVA Lane.
Bouquet, Mrs. Putnam, Conway, N. II.
Sweet peas. Friends.
Cut flowers, Mr.. and Mrs. John Sands.
Pillow of flowers, Her brother. Theon Durgin.
Sweet peas. Mr.. and Mrs. E; Z: Rounds;
Mound Of flowers, Mr.. and Mrs. Levi Cook,
Cornish.
Cut flowers, Mr.. and Mrs. Clinton Warren.
Cut flowers, Mrs. Silvia Fitzpatrick.
Cut flowers, Mrs. E. A. Stickney.
Bouquet of flowers. Mrs. Burnell.
Bououet of flowers Mrs. Perley Brown.
POnd lilies, Harry Butterfeld.
Wreath Of green and white rose,, Friends
with whom she was associated In her place OF
business.
Each Odd Fellow carried a bunch of
flowers in his hands to the cemetery,
and deposited them at the grave.
She chung to life till she was convinced
there was no hope of recovery, then she
gave herself entirely up-not murmur
escaped her lips. She passed away
gently and quietly as a summer dream,
surrounded by her loved ones. Her life
in her home was so full of love and
kindness, it demands higher measure
of praise than we can find words to ex-
press. The place she so well filled in
her home is forever vacant, but we be-
lieve that her spirit is enjoying the rest
and joys of better world than this, and
the hearts of loving friends will cherish
her memory in loving kindness and ten
derest affection. The lesson of her
short life in her home is that pleasant
rob in part, even death,
of it's sadness. She has passed to the
better and higher life that lies beyond
the confines of mortality. And no doubt
''she is now waiting and watching" for
the loved ones she left behind. Her
family have the sympathy of every men,
Der of Pearl Rebekah Lodge, No. 90.
Sleep thy last sleep.
Free from pain and sorrow;
Rest where none weep
Till the eternal morrow.
Though dark waves roll
Ger the silent river.
Thy fainting soul
Christ can deliver.
Life's dreams are past,
All its cares, Its sadness;
Brightly at last
Dawns day Of gladness-
Under thy sod,
Earth, remains our treasure,
To rest In God.
waiting all his pleasure.
Though we may mourn
Those In life the dearest,
They shall return,
Christ. when Thou appearest.
Soon shall Thy voice
Comfort those now weeping,
Bidding rejoice
All In Christ sleeping.
A. W. FRINK.