The Montgomery advertiser., 1907-03-01
IN arEnfoRrAsr.

Mrs. Namnie seItxer Crossland.
 On the 18th day of January, in the year of 1907. at her home in Montgom- cry. Alabama, the spirit of Mrs. Mamie Seltzer Crossland passed to the Great Beyond. She was the widow of Major William Alexander Crossland. who died in 1904, and the mother of Dr. ]. H Cross1and, MT. Tunstall Crossland and Miss F. N. Crossiand of this city. and Mr. w. A. Crossland of Manila She was born and reared in Wilcox County, Alabama, and reached womanhood du- ring the fierce struggle between the armies of the Union and the Confed- sracy When tnf fame Of 9x the g.osm- ,1s,snr to the horizon of the ages and the val or of Southrons challenged the admi- ration and the wonder of the world. she was among those fair and glorious daughters of the Southland who work ed their dainty fingers sore for the gallant soldier boys in grey, and sent their benedictions to them in dismal camp and bloody field
 The sunrise of her beautiful life found her loyal, true and brave--its twilight found her unchanged.
 Reared in the lap of luxury-that pe- culiar and splendid luxury of those olden days--she bore all the vicissi- tudes which came with the changing times with that queeniy grace which was the birthright of the peerless wo- manhood of the era in which she grew. -In the fell clutch of circumstance.
 | have not winced or cried aloud Under the bludgeoning of chance
 My head Is bloody but unbewed."
 That none who live and move upon the earth are faultless is trueisni. Her character, in It's last analysis. pre- sents solitary fault---a spirit of un- seifishness SO consummate that she was unjust to herself This was equally on her in roseate hues or peering. like some gaunt specter. through the gloom of diversity Tn her life of continual self-eacrifice and devotion she lived poem infinitely grander and more beau, tiful than poet ever penned or bard ever sang. Men have faced fearful odds on bloody fields and presented heroism which, compared to hers, pales and falls into insignihcance. Tneirs was attuned to the drum and fife and the wild piaudits of approving multi tyadeS'' inspired them. Hers was "the still sad music of humanity" T have lived nay whole life the best l could ' Such were her words, spoken calmly in the shadow of eternity. And the pale messenger seemed strangely without terrors for her.
 "who thro ife's scenes hath borne his May face it's close with tranquil heart
 Kindness. gentIeness and tenderness and unswerving loyalty to the loftiest ideals that nnortals may have, and love of the good, the true and the beautiful were salient in her refined and noble natura F.irinness unyielding and cour- age unfauItering coupled grandeur with the beauty of her character; and beauty of person and many graces were hers--a rare and radiant jewel divinely set. Beautiful Mamma, darl- ing Mamma, sainted Mamma, ESQ sweet to kiss, so fair to view"--fare thee well!
 Naught but the daintiest, the purest, the holiest that eternity holds can be for you No trembling hand the pale steed's rein will grasp. mo craven soul the path will trace"--none can be more perfectly equipped-to pierce the gloom and solve the mystery of the tomb"
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