The central Presbyterian. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1856-1908, 1906-08-01
MOODYS FUNERAL REMARKS AT HIS
MOTHERS FUNERAL
BY Rev. T. w. Hooper, ID. ID.

BY Rev. L. w. Hooper, ID. d.
Where L found them, or when 7 cannot
imagine But In looking over some old paDers
picture OF the dear old mother of DWIGHT
MOODY shed the sweet radiance of that motherlv
smile, just as l had seen it at Mortified these
many years ago. L had never known of a case
where son could master himself for such a func
ton But in this case l have thought that some
extracts from that sermon might echo the voice
OF that grand man, that he being dead might
yet speak again, over the coffin of his own mother
Ihe pamphlet says: When Mrs William +
Moody had concluded her song, Crossing The
Bar, Mr. Dwight l.. Moody rose from his place
with the family, and, bearing in his hands the old
family Bible, and worn book of devotions came
forward. Standing by the body of his mother
he said
1T is not the custom perhaps, for son to TAX.
part In such occasion If | can control NV
sell would like to say a few words If is
great honor to be the of such mother I
do not know where to begin; l could not praise
her enough In the first place, my mother was
very wise woman In one sense she was wiser
imam solomon; she knew how to bring I'D her
children. She had nine children, and thew all
loved their home. She won their hearts, their af-
fectlons, she could do anything with them
whenever L wanted real sound counsel [ used
to go to my mother. l have travelled a good deal
and seen many mothers, but l never saw one who
mad such tact as she had. She so bound her chill
dren to her that it great calamity to have
her leave home. had two brothers who lived in
Kansas, and died there. Their great longing was
to get back to their mother My brother. who
died In Kansas short time ago. had been look,
ing over the Greenfield papers for some time TO
see II he could not buy a farm in this locality
he mad good farm there, but he was never sat.
ished; he wanted to get back to mother That
IS the way she won her family; she won them to
herself
81 have heard something within the last fortv-
eight hours that nearly broke my heart merely
mention 1T to show what a character she was
My eldest sister, her oldest daughter told me that
the hrst year after my father died she wept her.
self to sleep every night. Yet she was ALWAYS
bright and cheerful in the presence of her chill
dren, and they never knew anything about if
Her sorrows drove her to Him, and in her own
room, after we were asleep, l would wake I'D
and hear her praying and sometimes | would
near her weeping. She would be sure her chill
dren were all asleep before she would pour out
her tears.
And there another thing remarkable about
my mother. If she loved one child more than
another no one found it out Isaiah he was
her hrst boy; she could not get along without
Isaiah And Cornelia, she her first girl she
could not get along without Cornelia, for she had
to take care of the twins And George she
couldn't live without George. What could she
ever have done without George? He STAYED RIGHT
by her through thick and thin; she couldn't live
without George. And Edwin he bore the name
OF her husband. And Dwight, don't know what
she thought of him. And Luther, he was the
dearest OF all, because he had to go away to live
He was always homesick to get back to mother
And Warren, he was the youngest when father
died; it seemed if he was dearer than all the
rest. And Sam and Lizzie, the twins, they were
the light OF her great sorrow. She never COM