The gold leaf. [volume] (Henderson, N.C.) 1881-1911, 1901-06-13

OBITUARY..

Mrs. NJ. Augusta Solomon Judd. the
devoted and fondly beloved wife Of DR..
W. J. Judd, died at O'Clock q, IN, on
23rd OF May, 1901, at her residence in
Henderson, after long and painful ILL
ness, leaving a heart-broken husband
six children, one sister, (Mrs. j. c. McCraw
OF Warrenton, n. Co. one brother, (Rev
DR.. J. B. Solomon, OF Chicago and
multitude of friends to mourn their ire
parable loss. So calm and peaceful was
the ascension Of that gentle spirit TO
Heaven that it LETT q sweet smile on
every feature which seemed to say: 1t
is we'll with my SOUL am at rest and
happy with my Saviour and loved ones
gone before" This no one could douh:
when they gazed on that placid face,
beaming with the Joy of her Heavenly
Fathers welcome which, even in death
as she had always done in health. was
pointing souls to Jesus. Mrs. Judd was
a native OF Franklin county, North Caro-
lima, the youngest daughter OF the late
jeremiah and Elizabeth Bridgers Solo
mon; was graduated with highest distinc-
ton at the Warrenton Female College,
in her 18th year, and was in early life
baptized into the Warrenton Baptist
church by her brother Dr. } B. Solomon.
and has ever since led most active
exemplary Christian life, never failing to
utilize every appropriate occasion to
| SAY a word for Jesus OF her it may
be truly said: "She hath done what she
could" All who knew her can attest her
Christian activities and endeavOrS; all
| her influence, both by precept and
example, was on the Lords side She
had no doubt OF her acceptance with God
and often so expressed herself but her
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tense that she did not wish to 60 hence
| and leave her loved Ones yet would say:
What God does is right-nOt my will
| but Thy will be done" Hers was not
spasmodic Christian life for she was at
| all times in close touch and warm fellow
| ship with her Saviour. To the poor she
was always charitable and never failed
| to relieve suffering humanity whenever
within her power to do so. AS a mother
and wife she was a model-ever faithful,
true, sef-denying, seIf-sacrifcing, and in
defatigable in her attentions and devo
tons under all circumstances to her loved
ones. Often on awakening in the morn
ing during her illness and also in health
she would say: 81 had such sweet
communion with Jesus last night. felt
His very presence and Oh! it was so
sweet" Frequently amidst acute pain
| she WOuiU nave the IdIIlily kueel dEOuuu
her raising her feeble white hands to God
in prayer, and these humble, earnest
prayers will never be forgotten by God
or those who heard them-such beautiful
words of faith for relief if His will to
| grant tiff not for strength to bear the
excruciatng pain. Not one word OF her
sufferings being IN ust was ever uttered
| by those dear lips, although through
| those long, weary months she was unable
to use aught OF her body save arms and
head. Most of the time she wore that
sweet, contented smile which comes only
from ''Sweet Peace, the Gift OF Coos
Love- She often said: "There is no
comparison between the pleasures and
happiness of Christian and sinful life''-
that she so much preferred the former to
the latter, even if she knew there was no
future state of rewards and punishments.
Could the willing hands that so tenderly
stood around her bedside watching her
day by day, and through the long, weary
hours OF the night awaited, our dear sister
would have still been Joy and u comfort
to her loved ones. But God in His in
finite wisdom aud goodness saw best to
remove the shining mark from q troubled
and Borrowing world to the mansions
above, where pain and death are felt and
feared no more. May we oil so live that
we may meet her in Heaven. Farewell
dear sister.
Here thy loss we deeply feel.
But, It's God that hath bereft us;
| He can all our sorrows heal
VOICE FROM HEAVEN.
l shine in the light of God,
His likeness stamps my brow;
Through the shadows of death my feet
| have trOd
! And | reign in glory now.
No aching heart is here,
No keen and thrilling pain,
No wasted cheek where the frequent tear
| Hath rolled and left its stain.
have found the joys of Heaven,
ain one Of the angel band;
TO my head a crown is given,
And harp is in my hand
l have learned the songs they sing,
Whom Jesus hath set free;
And the glorious walls of Heaven still
| ring
With my new born melody.
No sin, no grief, no pain,
Safe in my happy home,
My fears all quelled, my doubts all slain,
Mine hour of triumph come.
DO forget? Ohno;
For memory's golden chain
Still binds my heart to the hearts below,
Till they meet and touch again.
Each link Is strong and bright,
And loves celestial fame flows softly
| down
Like river of light
To the world from which l came.
Friends of my mortal fears,
| The trusted and the true;
Ye are walking still through the valley
of tears
And l wait to welcome you.
| Do you mourn when another star
Shines out from a gilt tering sky?
Do you weep when the raging voice of wal
And the storm of conflict die?
Then why should your tears run down
And your hearts be sorely riven?
For another gem is in the SaviOur'S crown
And another soul in Heaven.
Lovingly inscribed by one who knew
her long, and loved her well.
| COUSIN MARY"