The Colfax chronicle. [volume] (Colfax, Grant Parish, La.) 1877-1981, 1906-11-17
In MEMORIAM.

In loving remembrance Of Maude May Hadnot.
third daughter and NTH child Of John Pearce
N arch 3D. 1881 died Thursday, lilo p. m. Aug lS.
1906 In the shreveport Sauitartum.
Again the Angel of Death has come Into our
transplsnted it to the realms of everlasting gio-
ry Ii IL 80 hard to realize that this bright young
woman. loving sister. ard faithful friend. has
been snatched away from MS. and these kindly
harSas viii never soothe another sufferer. She
had chosen the profession of Trained nursing
and had spent 10 months In fitting herself for life
and for death. While nursing In the snrevspor,
malady. Typhoid fever: and. II days after taxing
her bed, surrounded by purres who were a. sis
ters to her. ten doctors, her mother and one sls.
great beyond a. peacefully ~ the sinking OF q
Summer breeze. All that affection could do.
was done to soothe her and stay the grim mes
ssnger. but IL was all In vain. Human power
could not keep her with us.
As the sun sends forth its rays for the benefit
Of mankind. so resplendent with honest sympa-
thy, bright with the lustre Of true aid, did you
send forth acts Of true benencence. words ut love-
gifts of charity. and never tagging vigil over the
sick, dying. or dead. regardless OF station or
No marble shaft is needed to perpetuate your
memory for clothed In verdure Il will ever live
within the hearts OF thOse who came under them.
hand sweet face and loving nature Marble is
too perishable to record thy noble and generous
acts. No tablet IL so ntting to write them on As
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eye SO able to sse and recognize their true worth
~ the All Seeing eye Of God
She Joined the Methodist Episcopal Church
South at Grayson. Caldwell parish. In September
l003 and lived true and constant member un-
til the last In letter to her sister year before
her death she said:
How much wish could give you something
to remember the day with: but alas. can but
send you my truest love and deepest wishes that
God may bless you In coming years and crown
your lie With the happlnsss you merit is Is tn.
tent and remember that at best life is short, and
after ttis while eternity win stretch it, holy
circles before our feet. Such is my hope ~ look
whose inches are filled. not with Joy. but quiet
resignation. and fancy I zee beyond the calm
shores Of rest. where. faithful here. We may ever
comfort but a nxed. nrm priceless trust. Such
ID my hope and trust"
She indeed had anchored her soul on the Rock
of Ages Yet Il 10 with broken hearts we bow our
heads In humble submission and say:
''Sleep on beloved: take thy rest
We loved thee. but God loved thee best.
Ny precious sister mourn thee bitterly. but
do not grieve for thee as those without hope.
We zee not know not: all our way
Is nIght-with thes alone Is day:
From out the torrents troubled drift.
Above the storm our prayers we lift.
Thy viii be donei'
II for the age to come this hour
OF trial hath vicsrious power,
And blest by Thee. our present pain
Be the souls eternal gain.
Thy will be done!''
With aching hearts and gushing tears. fair sis
ter we watt thee long farewell. and may thy
watches from ON high be rs . guiding star to our
feet
when far away. In future days.
Lies surfeit falls
When vigils cease md turmoil stays
May thine ivy-mantsd walls
From every softly waving leaf,
Send some soothing strain,
To lure us gently from our grief.
And give us heart again"
SISTER ANNIE