The Somerset reporter., 1904-06-02
Death of Mrs. Daniel s. webb

Mrs. Csthsrfne B., widow Of the late
Daniel $. Webb, for many years resident
10 SkOwhegau. died a. the home u her
daughter, Mrs. S.muel Trask, 10 Pea
body Mass. On sunday, My 22I. She
bad been Al invalid r., several }ears and
since January last Wa gfeat .uferer
from hear disease al dropsy.
Mrs Webb va bort ID skobh gar
then Canaan-#a he year 1=l5 She va
united in marriage - Da1iel S Webb.
/ December ), 10 They lived continu-
ously 10 thi- t9wn Until lsJl, when they
moved 10 Prhbpds. MAJ. where M.
Web died ID ls92 NJ. Webb il sur
vved by two s6ls aud TWO daugh.
ters; Mrs. Samuel Irask II Peabody.
Mass, Lyman D. Webb Of Minnesota.
George II. Webb Of 5ko@hegan and Mrs.
Howard \. Wagg Of Chicago. IL, also
by two brothers, George B. Boyce, j.
seph W. Boyce and one sister, Mary ".
Boyce, all residing il Wark~orth, "a.
tsrio.
Funeral services were he'd In Peabody
90 Tuesday, Rev. Wm. .. Aver. who
was her pastor for many years while
she resided here, and her friend for
thirty years, assisted In these services.
The remains were brought 10 Skowht-
gan for burial and services were held AT
the residence OF her son, George II
Webb, on Water street, Thursday after
noon at 2 O'Clock, conducted by Rev. B.
B. Merrill, pastor of the Congregational
church here. Vocal selections were ren-
dered by a quartette composed 81 Mrs
Dunton, Mrs. Bragg, Mr.. Taylor and
Mr.. Watson. Floral contributions were
rich and bountiful. A good number Of
the old friends OF the deceased were
present at the obsequlee.
| A poem written by Louisa " Alc0tt
upon the death Of her mother, Was read
at the services at Peabody and Skowhe-
| gan as especially appropriate TO the life
and character Of the deceased.
| An old friend in speaking Of Mr..
Webb said:
"She was indeed strong character AM
her fortitude and self denial were fenar.ah lie.
| shall always be glad have Known % rae
and unselhsh a woman She taught NJ many
/ lessons by her devotion T. daty, her .9ya.ty /.
her friends, her thoughtful ems grafton II
/ those about her, her courage IL meeting The
/ sorrows and ills Of life and her sweet an IN
complaining spirit. These mole Qualities u
! hers will not pass away MI fer, their in
! tluences will be felt f5r al tine 8 hsr 5ear
ones whose loving hands Law s5a.ae4 Ter
pain and by all that wi3er ..r1le II friends
who have loved her many years
The following poem, written By Mrs.
E1aily p. Webb of Pasadena, Cal. was
affectionately dedicated 70 Mrs. Cathariae
Webb upon her 80.h birthday, April 80
! 1899
I'm coming today over mountains % high
They look like old giants that hid ~ the -xy,
/ And over the deserts that lie or The land
AS desolate soul lies in ASHES and -aua:
And over bright rivers that ul.A 70 TN sea.
/ I'm coming IN thought AID III spirit - tAee.
Today is an epoch, We open iAe door
In the great hall OF Time ar number fsHr score
TO a room that Is sunny aid airy aHd high
With windows vide open night ito III ~.
/ Where a light from above doth ehastened IN
crease
And the soft winds Of Heaven come breathing
of peace.
! We hear the worlds voices loaf III where we are
Like songs that are sung hy sweet singers, afar
So mellowed by distance, so softened they seem
Like music we hear in a midsummer dream
And loved voices ring through the great halls Of
Time
Lise soft silver bells in many chime.
How wide is the landscape, Low varied the
From the valleys Of Fear TO the hfu-tops Of
Hope;
over gardens of roses through torrents Of rain.
Through sunlight of pleasure and grey clouds Of
pain
And over deep rivers with purpose So grand
They change with their current the face ef the
land.
Away to the north we car see through a mist,
The face OF child 10y dear mother kissed
stately young maiden beautiful bride:
A sweet, Loving mother with babes al her side
A mother so tender, we all long Ia rest
Away from all care on her soft, gentle breast.
And standing close by and near to the door
Is the friend with heart that IS true TO the
core,
The counsellor wise. who patiently stands
tntying the knots that are hard on our hands,
Who lightens our sorrows, whatever befal
And lifts up and strengthens and comforts Us all.
o, large hearted mother. your work is not done,
No eye but the eye of the Infinite One
Can measure your good III the past and can
How wide in the future and sweet II may be.
Our hearts are like nests and your motherly
words
Come home to our breasts to brood. like the
birds.
When the sun of your life shall grow towards
even
And the voices of earth and the voices Of Heaven,
Shall blend in your ears in the fast waning glow,
Beloved and still loving, o, then may you 20,
way like cloud into glory above.
Away to a still higher Heaven Of Love.
But long may 1t be ere that glory you see
For the Angels can wait for you better than We
And so let them wait at the Heavenly Gate
Till the shadows grow long and the evening
grows late.
Until you, once MORE shall open the door
And meet and greet us, when you are five score.