The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1903-05-10
MRS. Lee cRucE.
A Tribute Of Love--Reverend and
Respected,

multitude Of sorrowing friends. These
we're the free will offerings that fol
lowed her to the grave. The socie-
ties and clubs OF which she was a
member, as well as many, many other
friends piled high with willing hands
the floral offerings around the coffin,
and the perfume Of these lovely gifts
OF spring mingled with the incense
OF prayers borne heavenward by
those she left behind. The minister
spoke reverent words of sincerest
praise Of her Christian character and
gentle influence, scarce able to re-
strain his own emotion as memory
recalled little acts OF kindness which
she scattered around her on every
side as she walked the COO, seques-
tered paths" that lead through the
low lying ways of duty. The music,
sweet sacred and elevating, carried
the thoughts of all who listened to
the Beautiful Isles of Somewhere"
where God shall wipe away all tears
where there is no sun. for the Lamb
Is The light thereof" Is II necessary
Tor me to say none knew her but to
love herr" No, not to her family,
not to her friends; nay, verify, not in
Ardmore, for the silent under current
of voiceless grief which has pervaded
the very atmosphere Of Ardmore since
the shocking intelligence OF her sud
den death was flashed over the tele-
hone wires at daybreak Thursday
morning is a silent but telling wit
ness of this. At midnight, as Wednes-
day faded into the past and Thursday
ION the wings of the morning" came
into being, without struggle, without
a murmur, without a single act to
what shall we say of such a going?
am sure we can not better express
it than did the grief stricken hus.
band when he first told the sad news
his little orphaned daughter. She
had slept away from home that night
and in the early morning, as the
dear mother lay silent and peaceful
and cold. wrapped in the white gar
ments OF the dead, her papa took
her for little drive and as they rode
in the pure morning air, still damp
and fragrant with the dew, and the
rising sun flashed the very smile of
God in their faces, he said, Lorena,
while you slept last night the angels
came and took mamma away" oh, the
grief and fatherly tenderness, the faith
that could prompt such words as
these! What more need we say;
what more can we say? Surely there
were angel visitors there at that ST.
lent midnight hour. for a soul so gen.
tie, 30 pure, so sweet, could entertain
angels and be at peace.
No one in Ardmore was better loved
no one has left more aching hearts
behind, no one could be missed more.
She was a loved and honored member
OF the different clubs to which she
: belonged. or the missionary society
of her church and of society generally.
The memers Of the Home Mission so
ciety of her church and the Ladies
of the Leaf attended her funeral in
a body, bringing beautiful howersi
and many expressions Of appreciation
of bpr fr1to porcopo1 Mouth NJ, ra,..
are felt for her by any who have ever
known her We do not think OF her
as dead, but just safe in the arms
of Jesus" Mrs. Cruce was the wife
of Lee Cruce, cashier of the Ardmore
National bank, and leaves one little
girl seven 'rs old She was the
/ daughter of ~ La Flore, a Choc.
} taw Indian OF Limestone Gap in the
p Choctaw nation. she was the sister
Of Mrs. George Webb. Mrs. DR.. Chiv.
ers and the twin sister of Mrs. Chas.
Maupin. To say that husband father
and sisters are heartbroken over her
loss is but feeble expression Of the
deep and poignant grief which they
feel. They have the sympathy Of the
entire community, but God alone can
} fill the place she has left 80 strangely
vacant, and perhaps time viii show
where In It was best that she should
be taken now, while others are lett
that seemingly could have been bet.
ter spared. We do not understand
but this we know, that God is love-
and "doeth all things well" BLESSED
are the dead that die in the Lord.
b She sleeps, she rests, and verify her
works do follow her.
A FRIEND.
Notice.