The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1901-01-01

ones which the world can never gige, nor
the kindest OF mortal friends vouchsafe.
The choir then softly sang the hmm
which always comforts. always soothas.
and helps 20 scatter the Clouds OF sombre
woe. Abide Thou with Me- The fun
eral Grafton Of the pasto- followed and
theme and text were from the B55ls pas
sage read: s.3dan that is bo,n Of a woman
IS Of few days and fun Of troubles The
speaker feelingiy dwelt on The uncertain
~ OF this fitting thing men eau life. and
the absolute certainty Of the final disso-
mtion- The transient fleeing passage
across the stage Of human action is as
. shadow at noonday. a moment present
than vanished forever. Ana as the ref
erence said. even the place thereof
knOWeth him no more" Hs suggested
the too patient fact that even the places
Preached, are today all unknown save
perhaps only two the most authentic be-
ing Jacobs Wei in Palestine. Though
Christian hearts today would only too
gladly reverence and worship these sac
red spots, they are nearly lost in oblivion
He cited the fact that history IS long but
the careers of those great souls who
make the history are so very brief
Therefore was his biting epitone. be Sc
ever watchful and prepared for the GER
tain end which must sooner or Iate-.
come 10 all. Prayer followed this in-
pressive discourse and then the quartet
closed the services wit Ia hymn whose
theme was I'm pilgrim. and I'm a
cf- -
detain me for I'm going" The fioral
gifts were then renewed and last OF
partunity give the friends present TO view
the peaceful features Of him, who once
mingled with them and spoke cheering
words. It was remarked by al. the ut
ter lack az any pain or prolonged suf-
fering shown 10y the serene face of the
silent one; and this was explained by the
fact that he was only III about five
hours. He was suddenly taken with
an acute attack Of pneumonia which rap
idly developed into congestion Of the
lungs and in five hours he passed away
with no apparent suffering.
The remains were conveyed to Maple
Grove cemetery and laid to rest besides
those Of his wife 20 the grief worn
widow 10 his son. Mr. Frank Girty. an
the suffering daughter Mrs. Van Ness,
the latter two now orphans in the wor q.
all the warmth of tenderest sympathy Is
gently offered by a host Of friends in this
city Il is little. and viii bring perhaps
only cold comfort, but fl is all that in
such an hour the friends in the world can
do. They can do no more; they would
not do Jess. The lost one rests i'm peace
away from all confusion and care and
woe; and may something OF that sweet
peace come TO those who remain TO weep. 7
In sIemOrian.
Died, December %. at midnight OF ~
7hoid fever. Jacquette Grace Belford, (
aged years and months, born in
chandler Oklahoma, July %. 1893
when the morning Of her years was
brightest
That angel spirit in death went home
Memory brings wildly to view the
promising little flower, but ah. It's urn IS :
covered by Disappointment gloomy night I
shade. Sorrows real shadow has fallen /
n that household. But this only reminds /
is that life has many and better days or
grief fntermixed.
Time had not shed It's frost upon her /
read. her feet had not grown weary on {
ifes journey, nor her garments Travelled (
tanned. All Nature seemed TO say "spare (
his young life" But no. with affections .
endrils well nigh snapped. and senses I
orrow filmed. fits parents saw it wrap 4
he mantle Of its couch about It and lie /
oRn to pleasant dreams"
The loving affectionate child, ever
houghtful and conHderate Of other pat
emit through three months OF suffering
as not lived in vain The sweet voice
hat SO often led the morning hymn viii /
e sorely missed from the school room.
nd among her playmates. but most Of
81 in the home circle. where the sad,
ad requiem wiz ever be "Jacquette IS
ot here"
Her sunerings during the past week
rere extreme. Who shall cay that her
rayer overheard fn the night when tho
amp burned low. and che Thought ali
lept: please. Dear Jesus. make this
tile girl wei. was not answered fully
nd completely. The All Plying Ply
lcian heard the CRY ~ the sick child and
altered her into his bosom.
To the loving father and mother en-
trapped with the shadows Of woe we
-oud say listen 10 the comforting
'ordH "she IS not dead but sieepeth:
he viii rise again" Iet your faith bear
or beyond the rainbow IN your earthly
Ky. tin the dark ven Is lifted and you
ehoid tn Gods own light tho loving faoa
nd bright eyes or Jacqeette. waiting
nd watching for sou in the beautiful
stes" NJ