The Montgomery advertiser., 1903-04-19
CORA VIVIAN TUNA DEAD.

In an accou.t of the Ella Wheeler Will cox week in New Orleans, perhaps some will remember the story of her visit after Miss Pitkin's reception, to young girl
 who had been more than a year bed rid den--who was In tho last stages of con- sumption. And perhaps some will re- member that at the termination of the visit that had been all bright and cheer ful Miss Pitkin played rag time two step and Ella Wheeler Wilcox did tho cake walk for the edihcation of the young girl who was eiated with the merry scene. It was a picture that the three visitors Will never forget. Never did I see In the face of human being more Of the joy of living than I saw in the face of this young girl whose end was then ex- pected at any moment. One lung was gone and just a little bit of the other still performed its functions. She was in wheeling reclining chair. wearing blue pink bordered kimona: her glossy dark wavy hair was combed back from her white brow and hung in a plait down her back. Every thing that was bright. nothing of sickness or death was gaily chatted about and yet two of us three visitors knew that as It was the first, so sure was 1t the last time we would ever met this beautiful doomed girl. She. kFiss Cora vfvan FuuuA was a cousin and dearest soul friend of Miss Pitkin. Well the end has come. Hiss Pitkih in answer to an invitation to visit friend In Mont- gomery immediately after writes that she cannot accept on account of the death of this young girl to whom she refers as my most intimate of intiinates." Of her she writes in The Times-Democrat:
 The passing of Miss Cora Vivian Fuqua last week at the age of 9 years. affected many who knew her scarcely well. and has left an imprint Of sorrow upon the red and sympathetic. A most unusual girl was this, loyal at any cost, inerrably veracious, never unduly familiar with antimates, discreet, unobtrusive. sensitive for others, absolutely unconscious of her self and her charms. Her nature was boundlessly buoyant, her manner so nat urai as to be unconventional yet she had no touch of the bohemian in her; her ideals were too high for that. She lived her short life unknowing. of her per sonal advantages. quite indifferent 10 any impression she might make save upon the few she held dear. And how wide was her capacity for these several ones, held without crowding in the penetralia of her heart. During the three years she pertinent of this paper she never glozed over an inadvertence, nor excused her
 self for laxities of service: she was never dereliet in her duty so there here, was a no me. ne. made them, but stood by her lack. If such had been made. The perfume of this young life. so full of unselfish deeds. pure intentions and fealty. will last in the lives of those associated with her as the oil of Oriental roses lasts, faiAt, not cloying. distilled in the tears of those who loved her well. yet pleasant to pos eees, a sail things good must he. She had no dreame of fame. no longings for ex- trinsic advantages, no desire beyond liv
 ing her own simple life, loving much, serving those she loved without envy or Relf-interest. She loved life passionately. she revelled in her youth. joyed in her maiden freedom. It would seem a pity that she might not have held these pre- cious boons little longer, yet, He knows.