The Western news. [volume] (Stevensville, Mont.) 1890-1977, 1904-08-24

from the NJ. E. church, south, at Cor
Wallis and was largely attended. Th
casket was buried in a mass Of beautl
ful floral offerings.
The funeral service was conducte,
oy Kew. Price who said, IN part:
Was born in Lawrence Co. Mo
April II, 1884, and departed this life
at Missoula Aug. II, 1904, aged twenty
years. four months and one day.
Glenrose was reared in this com
m unity, her parents having moved
mere when she was about one year old
She was a natural child therefore
loved companionship and later entered
into social life of the community.
August II, 1908 she was married to
henry J. St. John and gladly and
sweetly assumed the duties of the new
and higher sphere. Most Of us here
knew her from childhood to the day
OF her death. She was sweet, inno-
cent child and was pure, brave.
good woman.
She is not here and we know not
why. We are panied because we
know not why, yet we do not murmur.
o how helpless we are! The passing
of a life which has run so closely
parallel to our own causes us inward
pain. We tremble on the margin of
that undiscovered country TODAY.
Mortality forces recognition. That
we must die presses unbidden upon
our attention. Sooner or later all
must die. Does it make much diff
ference? No, not if we know God and
express him in our life and character.
The fruit of the Spirit is love, Joy,
peace, long suffering, gentleness,
goodness, faith, meekness, temper
ance.' An acquaintance and fellow
ship with God that promotes this life
is the true aim of all sane living. To
know God and Jesus Christ whom he
has sent is life eternal.
We are in the habit of associatinp
all life with the body, but life is love,
truth, purity, beauty, gentleness,
goodness, suffering, sacrifice. The
body may fail and mortal life cease
early, but the life goes on forever. 1t
occurs often that though dead one
ives, lives to a larger purpose than
when in the body.
how tender are our heu rts today |
and charitable our Judgments. All
the windows of our soul are open.
We look up for the light as the |
lowers for the light and showers.
Why? Becaus Glenrose has "slipped
way" from us. AS much as we
MOURN her departure she never was
uch power for good over us as she
S today. Will we be better because
# her going? Yes. we can not re-
'ress the holy emotions of our soul
Tor restrain the high purposes of our
learts.
No human belief is SO persistent as
he belief in the providence of God
Such sorrow as this makes us be-
ieve in God more than ever. The
ruit of this affliction will be faith.
iod is rot cruel. We do not under
tand but we believe. The heart is
wiser than the head and we more
willingly say today. "Though he
lay me vet will trust him."
One family are we, dwelling in God,
boye. below, separated now by the
arrow stream of death
Come, let us join our friends who
ave gone before. How sudden and 5
uick the flight of the soul to the
elestial city and how near to it's mar
in are we come today.
Let the bond of sympathy bind us )
lose together. Withhold no word or
ook of sympathy and tenderness in
he time of sorrow. Dwell upon the /
hought of God and be constantly t
ware of his presence, and may all
fe be d preparation for eternity, and $
he shining years you are to spend t
nth him. I
The dead are not lost. They are t
urs still, and over their lite we G
hrow the mantle of charity and real :.
ze that, "if we love still those we lose,
re cannot altogether lose those we