The Brandon news. (Brandon, Miss.) 1892-1961, 1902-11-20
! TRIBUTE TO THE MEMORY
OF MRS. FANNIE CRAIG.

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Something beautiful is lost to her
children, a nameless charm, which
can never return this side the boun-
Diary which separates us from the un.
known. A mothers heart is stilled--
mothers love is gone from out the
darkness Of this present existence to
bask in the effulgence of Heaven S
own light That heart throbbed it's
every beat for the needs of her child
ren-that love found it's complement
in the answering love of those olive
plants which had nourished from til g
parent though.
Mrs. Craig was early left widow,
the training, therefore, as we'll as
the maintenance of her children de-
volved upon her unaided efforts.
Strong of purpose, energetic in every
undertaking, honest in all the rela-
tions Of life, she found way to
maintain herself and her family in
comfort. All honor TO that mother
who faces the future unf1inchingly
for the sake of her BARNS. She lived
long enough to enjoy for years the
| loyalty of these children. When man.
hood, and womanhood, was theirs,
they gave of their strength and sub
stance to add comfort and joy to her
life.
She taught them that the very
essence of true nobility lies in
honesty and simplify of character.
They needed her counsel and so ad-
ded years of pacee to her heightened
days.
In that she taught them to be sim
cere with men and to revere God,
they may rise up and call her
| blessed
"a man liveth not to himself,
neither dieth to himself Because
she is dead, her life-work is not end
ed. Whatever of value she gave to
the uplifting of mankind lives on in
the lives of those with whom she was
associated. Some simple deed of love
or kindness, which men count of small
concern, may have brought an inesti-
mable weight of glory into the world.
In Gods infinite wisdom, nothing
is wasted, nothing lost One right
eous act of hers may be reproduced
endlessly and may add, to her crown
Of rejoicing, stars as unnumbered as the
sands of the sea. Oftentimes a smile
may cheer some heart long after the
donor has become part Of nature
Such smiles she gave to those friends
who visited her in her last illness.
There was no WEAKNESS in her eye, no
fear, no pain-a all was peace and
love.
Towards the last, she seemed to
commune with those of her family
who had gone before and with friends
Of other days who are safely housed
in mansions above.
Once she said: 81 am only wait
ing Only waiting, dear mother
heart, till the shadows were little
longer grown, only waiting till the
valley of shadows had merged into the
night Of death, which, in little
space, would give way to the dawning
of a fairer day than ours.
The generations that have gone,
Have only gon before;
Our Lord in mercy leads us on,
And will forever more
till death is swallowed up in victory
and we shall awake in His likeness.
Knowing chat they, too, will fol-
low to that far bourne does not lessen
for "her own the feeling of empti-
ness and loneliness which must needs
be theirs since she no longer lives and
moves within their ken.
For them, the most precious thing
in life is gone. 70 us in this life.
there is granted no friendship and no
love like unto mother 's-a love
which bears all, believes all, endures
all for loves sake.
A mothers love is our only haven
in infancy, the safest amid the storms
of life, the surest when death lays his
cold hand upon ours.
It is the only love which survives
disgrace and blossoms in the DUST J