The leader., 1904-03-23
A LOVING TRIBUTE
Paid BY Dr. Marlborough to Mrs. Davis at
the Funeral Service on Last
Saturday Morning.

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tribute of DR.. w. f. Marlborough
pastor of the First Baptist church
paid to the the memory Of Mrs
e. ID. Davis at her funeral ii
jackson last Saturday morning:
For nearly thirty-ei years
the rare and radiant spirit Of Ma,
mie Younkin Davis blessed and
frightened the hearts of those
who knew and loved her. As men
count time, this was brief pc
riod, but there are silvered heads
whose race of duty is less nobly
run. =
i Nature endowed her with many
I lgifts and graces. Fair of form
and feature, she was fairer still in
those qualities which go to make
La beautiful life. Nature and
grace wed with each other in the
lavish contributions which went
to enrich her life. In early life
she professed faith in Jesus as
her Savior and identified herself
/ with the church. Helpful, hope
| ful and happy hearted she drew
Hike a magnet all who came within
the sphere of her influence. A
true daughter of the King, she was
never happier than when engaged
4 in some ministry of mercy. The
lpoor and unfortunate found in
her a sympathizing helper and
/ friend.
4 From the human. standpoint
she had everything to live for a
beautiful home, the comforts of
life, devoted friends, a charmed
circle of relatives, manly, ,dntiful
son, and an affectionate, generous
husband. It would have been un-
i natural had she not clung to life.
: But notwithstanding these ties of
nature, she was submissive to the
! will of God. To her mother, the
only mother she ever knew, she
said, lam not afraid to die. Z
| For her to die was gain. We
mistake the meaning of death when
we commiserate those who die in
the Lords They gain infinitely
more than they lose. No earthly
home is so palatial as to compare
with the glories of the Fathers
house and it's untold treasures.
Think not that the sorrowing
| loved ones left behind are lost to
them. These they may still claim
as trophies of grace. All that
lis worth while, in this life shall
be theirs in that blest abode where
the hlighting touch Of time is
never felt.
I"Who hath not learned in hours of
faith
The truth to flesh and sense un-
known
That life is ever lord of death
And love can never lose its own"
This is the Christian view of
death which robs the enemy of all
but his name. It presents our
loved ones in the attitude of going
on a journey whittier we all shall
lsoon follow. This was the import
of the message which came to me
early yesterday morning when a
loved one said Sister Mamie has
Ileft us. Yes, after weary months
of waiting she passed out in
the early morning hours from her
earthly home, to the souls
bright home as the angel of
death with still and noiseless dip
carried her pure spirit across the
marrow stream. (She has fallen on
Isleep; but to be asleep in Jesus
means a glorious awakening.
He who has abolished death and
brought life and Immortality to
Hight shall change the body of
Iher humiliation and fashion it
after a body of his own glory.
! Our sister exemplified in a mar
lvelons degree the spirit of self-ab-
lnegation. IL kind friends mani
i tested concern fol her suffering
Ishe was quick to turn their
thoughts to brighter subjects.
The world had its own weight of
woe and she was determined that
lit should not be burdened with
lher sorrows.
1 In the agonizing grasp Of dis
ease her sunny disposition was
| the marvel of all who came into
the sunlight of her presence.
i When she read in the face of the
Estrong man who stood by her side
unmistakable signs Of despair
over her sad condition. she would
hasten to cheer his dropping spir-
Its and lead him to hope against
hope. The marvel was that SO
strong asoul had found refuge in
Iso frail a form. While Id the
darkness and loneliness of her
shut-in. life her physical strength
was wasting away ,and her spiritual
life was growing strong in the
Lord and in the power Of bis
might. II was this that made
her strength perfect ii weak
mess. Shielded and protected By
loving hearts and strong hands as
she had been from many of life's
adverse winds, ,Swe should not have
been surprised to see her faint and
falter under the storm Of physical
suffering that fell upon her. BuI
mot once did her strength waver.
Bravely and heroicaIly she bore
herself as she took hel place
among the lllustrious names who
haVe taught onr poor, faller
mature how to suffer.