Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1907-08-14
Gone Before.

IN the IOrLy -nlntn year OF her age. ~
Her mrsiden name was Florence
Louisa Tafferson, she being the gee
ond dar. r.ghter Of Mr.. and Mrs. Alex
ander Jafferson, of Walhalla. She
was born at Peckham, suburb Of
London, England, in the year 1853.
AS was customary among the English
gentry, she was educated under pri-
vate governesses and masters, and
finished in school for young ladies.
In 1870 her parents removed from
England to America with their chill
dren, finally settling near Pendleton.
She was confirmed in ST. Paul's Epis-
copal church, at Pendleton, In the
year 1876, and lived a consistent
member OF that church until 1905,
when she transferred her membership
to the Bethel Methodist church in
order to be- with her husband and
children
In December, 1881, she was hap
PLY married to William Calhoun
Pike by the Rev. Chris. c., Hanckel,
in the Episcopal church at Pendleton.
To them were born eight children
Florence, Edward, Darrell, Ralph,
Philip, Glen, Brian and Ruth---all Of
whom, with her husband, survive her.
She also leaves to mourn her depart
ure her parents, Mr.. and Mrs. A. Jaf-
ferson,l Of Walhalla, and three sis
ters, Mrs. ]. T. Compton, of Fair
Play; Mrs. H. M .Whitten, Of An
derson, and Mrs. James r. Tribble,
of Walhalla, besides host of rela-
tiyes in England. She was preceded
in death about three years by her
brother, Morgan A. Jafferson. To
the bereaved husband and family the
sympathy of their numerous friends
and connections are offered.
Ever gentle, patient and long-suf-
fering, she was model wife, mother
and neighbor. Her beautiful life
will continue to shed its influence
while time shall last; and she fur
ther left, as her last words, this
precious message:, II want to go
home; am going home. l want
you to come, too" #
While the days will be long to her
loved ones, we know they would not
call her back, for the dear tired, suf-
fering body is at rest, and the sweet
spirit is walking with its Saviour in
that city whose builder and maker is
God, and in the house not made with
hands she awaits her earthly loved
ones.
"They are gathering homeward from
" every land,
One by one, one by one! b..
AS their weary feet touch the shin
ing strand, &
One by one, one by one!
They rest with their Saviour, they
wait their crown, J "
Their travel-stained garments all laid
down;
They wait the white raiment the
Lord shall prepare II
For all who the glory with Him shall
Before they rest they pass through
the strife,
One by one one by one!
Through the waters Of death they
enter life II -.
~ One by one, one by one!
To some are the floods of the river
still,
AS they ford on their way to the hea-
venly hill .
The waves to others run fiercely and
wild, s..,,gs
Yet they reach the home of the un-
# defiled. s" EE
I've, too, must come to the rivers
$500 side, tF$ 3 ss &t
One by one, one by one!
We are nearer its waters each even
ing tide,
4. One by one, one by one!
We can hear the waves of the dash
ing stream,
Oft now and again through our life y
deep dream;
Sometimes the dark floods all the
banks overflow, ...
Sometimes In ripples and small wave
let's go
"Oh, Jesus, Redeemer, we look to
Thee
One by one, one by one!
We lift up our voices tremblingly
One by one, one by one!
The waves Of tho river are dark and
cold,
But we know the place where our feet
shall hold
0 Thou who didst pass through the
deepest midnight,
Now guide us, and send us the staff
of light.
Gathering home, gathering home!
Fording the river one by one!
Gathering home, gathering home!