The Palatka news. [volume] (Palatka, Fla.) 1905-1908, 1905-10-27
Obituary.

Sister Elite Haskell Gates was
born in Chicago, Illinois, III August,
1876, and died at the home of DR..
Miller, near Palatka, Fla, Sunday
morning, September "a, 1906. Her
family were from New England, and
descendants of Ethen Allen. When
a child her parents moved to Me-
braska, and later to Texas.
She was an undergraduate of the
University of Texas, and was espe-
cially bright in mathematics and
was offered a position in that depart
proficient in both instrumental and
vocal music, and was especially
helpful in the church by devoting
her talent to the service of God.
When about eleven years of age
she was happily converted, and unit
ed with the Methodist church, and
from the day of her conservation to
God was active in church work.
She would pray in public and was
ever ready to bear testimony of the
saving and keeping power of God
Her labor among the young was Of
ten blest of God unto their salvation
In the Sabbath school she delighted
to work, and had charge of the in
FAINT class in Palatka. Her last work
for the church was fitting up the in
FAINT class room in the church of
which her devoted husband was the
honored pastor. She was married to
Rev. f. j. Gates of the Florida Con-
ference on Dec. %, 1899. For six
years she was the faithful and help
full wife of an itinerant Methodist
preacher; ever ready to do her part
in every good word and work. Her
life of thirty years was not lived in
vain. The world is brighter and
better because of such life.
She has fought the good fight,
and kept the faith, and finished her
course, and received the crown of
righteousness. Loving hands have
laid the earthly tent away until the
morning of the resurrection. IAN
who are IN their graves shall come
forth" an my Fathers house are
many mansions" Our sister is not
in the grave; she lives above the
stars.
close this imperfect but loving
tribute with the beautiful words OF
another:
SHE WILL SLEEP TONIGHT.
Smooth the brsids of her silken hair
On her queenly brow with tender care;
Gather the robe in final fold
Around the form that Will not grow old;
Lay on her bosom, pure "a snow,
The fairest, sweetest flowers that blow.
Kiss her and leaN her, your hearts delight;
In dreamless peace she shall sleep tonight.
A shadowy CLEAN OF IIfe-light lies
Around the ids Of her sumberOus eyes,
AVA knsavaI Ina 81. a. -
OF the loving words she had to say;
But her gentle heart forgot 10 beat
And from dainty head to dainty feet
She Is strangely quiet, cold and white.
The feveris gone; she will sleep tonight.
Put by her work and her empty chair:
Fold up the garments she used 10 wear.
Let down the curtSins and close the door,
She will neei the garish light no more;
For the task assigned her under the sun
Is hnished now and the guerdOn won
Tenderly kiss her, put out the light,
And leave her alone-she will sleep tonight.
o blessed sleep, that win not break
For tears nor prayers nor loves sweet sake.
o perfect rest, that knows no pain,
No thrOb, no thrill Of heart or brainl
life sublime beyond all speech,
That only the pure through dying reachl
God understands, and his ways are right;
Bid his beloved long goodnight.
Weep for the days that Will come no more.
For the sunbeam flown from hearth and door
For a missing step, for the nameless grace
OF tender 20 &c and loving face;
But not for the sopl whose goal Is won,
Whose infinite JOY IS Just begun;
Not for the spirit enrobed in light
And crowned where the angels are tonight
REV. W. NJ. PoAeE in Florida Christian
Advocate.