The Montgomery advertiser., 1908-05-31

| instructions to her hneb4nd conceru- I ing the care of the little ones. then sinking back among the pillows she
 "As calmly as to q -aight's repcse. Qr-HowagP at -sets of sun I-~ The -fuHeral- e1erei ises were conducted at the home bv Father Pierceall. and zs the learned priesf read in the Ro- man ~tongue the solemn and impress |dve service for the dead, a sacred sil- ence settled down as though God. Him. self were there and the Heavenly hosts had ceased te touch their harps of gold and paused in praise to well come home a soul redeemed
 The floral offerings were many and beautiful: the most beautiful being Roman cross of white roses and carna- tons and Q heart of white roses sent by the literary and social clubs of which she was president
 When the sands of life are nearly run when the hair is white with the snows of many winters and the form ls bent with tns,weight of years death is not 90 sad: but when youth and beauty are bursting into bloom. when the journey of life 4s but just begun, in the happiest, sunniest hour of all the voyage, while eager winds are kisasng every sail. to dash upon the hidd6n TooIe and hear the pillows roar above a sunken ship is sad, Indeed She had nos reached the point on lifs's journey where womanhood's rosy morn Ing touches noon and for her the shad- OWE still were failing toward the west. when weary for the, moment. ahe paus- ed to rest4a while and using her bur. den for a pillow fell into that dream less sleep that kisses down her eyelids still.
 Tn her death the mother loses . precious treasure: sisters and brothers have lost faithful sister: three little ones have lost mothers love; the hus~ band has lost 1ifo's guiding star and all have lost sympathetic friend. Her sunny smile and genial dispositiou endeared her to .-azl with whom she came in touch. The number of those who loved her was limited by the num- Der of those who knew her and were every one for whom she did some lov- ing deed to bring flower to her grave she would sleep tonight beneatn of her pure young life 50 full cf prom ise. of the three lfKfie ones left n0okf1- erless so soon. we can not understand why this should bes yet we know that God moves in q mysterious way His wonders to perform" and with trusting, childlike faith we bow In humble sub- mission to the decree of Him who do- eth all things well, and pray for fhe three. little ones. the choicest bteaslnRs of Him who gatherekh the lambs in His arms and earrfafh them fn His bosom. When hearts are crushed by the gloom and agony of death how vain the endeavor to gild that grief with wordsl Yet how consolins is the thought that death Is not the end. The religion of Jesus Christ makes secure the souls of men with full assurance of peace on earth, good will to men, life eternal after death and the re- union of kindred spirits in life be- yond the tomb.
 Thanks De to Him who giveth us the victory. in the darlxeeE hour of death the eye of faith can catch fhe gleam of resurrection morn-and listening love can hear the yustle of angels wings as the departing soul goes forth to be with God.
 . TO the bereAved ones let. us softly whisper:
 "she ia not dead--the child of your
 aKection--
 But gone unto that school
 Where she no longer needs your poor
 And Christ Himself. doth rule. 'In that great cloisters'. stiffness and
 seclusion,
 By guardian angels led. safe from temptatiOn. safe from sims
 She lives whom you call dead. !"
 One Who Loved Her.