Virginia citizen. (Irvington, Va.) 1891-1921, 1906-10-26
ELLEN DOUGLASS OLIVER.

20 Death, what art thou? Nurse of dresmless
slumbers
Freshenins the fevered flesh 10 a wakefulpess
eternal
Alter her measure of life's tragedy.
It's pains and its heart-aches, the spirit
of Mrs Ellen Douglass Oliver on We'd
nesday morning, about 7:30 O'Clock,
passed quietly into the dreamless sleep
that knows no awakening. The deceased
was native of Essex county, Va, and
widow of Capt. VIM. A. Oliver, Com
pany F., 9thVa. Cavalry, who was killed
In the Sos in the battles around Rich
mond. She was sister to the late DIR.
Vim. G. Jeffries, of Tappahannock.
There was born unto Capt. and Mrs.
Oliver three children two sons and a
daughter, only one now surviving, the
son that for many years had cheered her
lonely path and kept green the heart
treasures that full generation bad
struggled to sere. Surrounded by his
family and few other relatives and
friends she launched into our final night
which ushers in the eternal day. We'd
nesday afternoon brief services were
held at the residence by Revs. Claybrook
and Laughton, the theme of the formers
discourse being There is no death-to
the Christian" Yesterday morning the
remains were taken by steamer to Essex
county and Inferred at Ephesus Baptist
church beside the grave of her only
daughter, Rev. Alex Fleet conducting
the service. Pall-bearers here were
Capt. F. A. Gunby, T. J. Hayden, S. P.
Simmons, z. w. Long, j. c. Brewing
ton and Geo. Ste. Smith.
Had the Grim Reaper bided till Christ
mas day her II years of mortal life
would have been sounded. For a year
or more the subject of this tribute
had suffered from chronic indigestion.
and for several months past had been
confined to her room, and chiefly her
bed, at the home of her only living child
and son, DR.. George II. Oliver, in this
village, suffering at times great pain.
During week or more the end was
looked for at any moment and the pure
soul that could only whisper, prayed for
the end, longing to find rest. The
devoted watchers with bated breath and
attentive ear could discern her longings
for peaceful rest" and ever and anon
the lines of that beautiful hymn repeated
Father / stretch my hand to Thee,
No other help Know" In her death
that splendid galaxy of Southern jewels,
whose courage and love and tenderness
made such stern warriors of Virginia s
chivalry more than forty years ago, is
less by one, all fast passing away. Sof-
tened by vicissitudes of fortune, bereft
of loves and racked with pain, her
latter life was mellowed to a sweetness
and resignation sublime, with voice and
manner kind and deferential, yet re-
served and chilling to the ignoble in life.
And the sweetness of her life was inn
pressive to degree in her last days.
While hearts are deeply saddened there
is not one to grieve at the prospect of
her reward. Her heart has been her
Makers for long time, and though gone
she will not be forgotten by any whose
intercourse twined her pathway.
He giveth HIS beloved sleep"
oh rough and thorny is the way
Der mountains high aud steep,
Yet sweet TO know at close of day
HE giveth his beloved Sleep
"He givcth his beloved Sleep"
When LIES great battle fought,
The night Of death with shadows deep
Succeeds the day in which we wrought
He givcth his beloved sleep"
HE giveth his beloved Sleep"
In which forgot are AL the wrongs
That once did make us hopeless weep
With slnmber soothed by angels songs,
HE giveth his beloved sleep"