The Brunswick times-call. [volume] (Brunswick, Ga.) 1900-1902, 1901-05-17
MRS. ALFRED J. CROVATT DEAD.
Passed Away Yesterday Morning After q
Long Illness.

Passed Away Yesterday Morning After a
Long Illness.
Leaves have their time to fall,
And flowers to wither at the north winds
BREATH
And stars to set-but all,
Thou hast all seasons for Thine own, o, Death, |
Youth and the opening rose
Seem things too glorious for decay and smile at
Thee,
But Thou art not OF those,
Who wait the ripened bloom to seek their
prey"
Yesterday at 10 O'Clock, surrounded
by her dear ones, and with the minis-
ter of God reading the solemn prayers
for q departing soul, the bright spirit
Of Mary Lee, beloved wife of A. J.
Crovatt, winged Its way to the man.
sions above, freed from its tenement
Of clay.
And death lies on her, like an untimely frost
Upon the sweetest flower OF all the held."
just In the full flower of womanhood,
when life and all its pleasures seemed
brightest, the Grim Reaper came and
gathered in his cold embrace this beau
tiful woman, leaving desolate the home
and hearts of her hus ban d and children.
AS Miss Mary Lee Schlatter, no belle
ever reigned more supremely than this
charming woman, when, in October,
1880, she was welded to Judge Crovatt.
As married woman, Mrs. Crovatt's
popularity only increased, and her
husbands home, graoiously presided
I over by its young mistress, became the
center OF culture and intellect. The
brilliant mind and char ming personal
ity of Mrs. Crovatt attracted to her
nome the m ost learned aud brilliant
visitors, not only among Brunswick
! people, but people from all over the
State.
Added to these characteristics was
warm and sympat hetic heart; al
ways sOlioitous for the well-being and
comfort Of those with whom she came
| CLOSEST 10 contact, and extending in
courteous interest and gracious appre-
citation to her friends. her acquaint-
snces-to the very stranger within her
gates. Always womanly woman.
Generous, charitable; hiding the faults
she saw, and laying stress on the good
points OF her ass ooiates, no more per-
feot woman ever existed. Whenever
or wherever she could do good. there
she was always to be found, giving
not only the charity of temporal gifts.
but cheering, encouraging, and helps
ing by her radiant presence the care
oppressed and weary to look on the
brighter side. Her sweet voice, also,
she always lent in song, gIaddening
the hearts Of her hearers, and uplifting
them to higher things.
But perhaps no one was ever 30
thoroughly appreciated during her life
time as was this beautiful character.
To know her, was to admire, to estee m,
to love her-and many sad hearts to-
day bear testimony to the affection in
which she was held. From the highest
to the lowest ranks Of society genuine
grief will be felt for her untimely
death. The stricken husband, the sorA
rowing children, the saddened sister,
will not be alone in their grief. For,
dear as she was to them, dear she was
also to many others, who sympsthize
with them deeply in their great loss :;
and loving friends today will gently
bear the basket of clay from which the
jewel is gone and lay it tenderly away
to rest until that last glad day.
"The book is completed,
And closed like the day;
And the hand that has written it
| Lays it away.
Song sinks into silence,
| The story is told;
| The windows are darkened,
| The hearth stone is cold"
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