The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1908-07-30
Death Of Mrs. Herbert.

her home two miles northeast OF
town last Friday morning at three
o'clock. Her health had been fail
ing for some months but her condl-
ton was not considered serious
until about seven weeks before her
death. A consultation of doctors
wes held and the trouble was dag
nosed as pernicious anaemla, a
disease which has baf1ed the skill
of all medical science. Funeral
services were held in the Presbyter-
ian church Sunday afternoon con-
Quoted by Rev. A. D. Collins, and
the church was far too small to &C
commodate all who came to pay
their last respects to the memory
of the deceased who for thirty-two
years had lived in their midst. She
was a devout Christian lady, always
living strictly according to the ten
cts of her faith. She experienced,
with her husband, the trials and
hardships of pioneer life, and since
his death which occurred in 1895,
she has borne, with the aid of her
children, the responsibilities of the
household. The sum of her life
work was fittlngly expressed in the
text taken by her pastor at the last
services Il have fought a good
fight, I have finished my course,
| have kept the faith"
Miss Sarah A. Raven was born
in Ontario, Can, April3, 1850. She
was married to Mr.. William Heb
bert, Jan. /, 1868, and in 1875
moved to this place, locating on the
farm where she lived until her death.
Nine children were born to them,
five of whom are still liying-Mrs.
r. l.. Weinsberg of Madison, Lo-
renzo, Anna and Archie of this
place and Edwin of Little Rock,
Ark, all of whom were present at
the time of her death except Edwin.
She also leaves one sister in Ala
bama, and three brothers, one liv-
ing in British Columbia, one in On
tario and one IN Northwest Terri
tory.
MY MOTHER.
| miss thee when bright morning gIows,
When every opening floweret blows;
I miss thee wien lone evening wanes,
When nem'ry brings with heightened chains
Thy love, thy rnatchless care and pain;
| miss thee, when dark lurid night
Has deeply yelled soft natures light:
| miss thee from thy well-known place,
Thy gentle. kind aud placid face,
Adorned with many a Christian grace,
My Mother,
! miss thee when the cares of time
Press on me or its joys entwine;
| miss thee i'll the house of prayer,
feel thou art no longer there,
And cans't not here our worship share,
For oh. triutrphantin the sky,
Ifon'st joined the holy church on high;
Conipanion of that ransoned band
That round the throne rejoicing stand,
Harping sweet praises in that land
Where crystal fountains freely s!ow,
Where rainbow tints like emeralds glow:
Singing new songs which none can slug
But those who palms victorious bring
To heavens eternal. living King.
My Mother.
Shall l then crave thee back again
TO this low world of care and pain?
All, not--from glorious scenes oflig11t
Arrayed in angel vestures white
l would not take one moment bright.
For sure the attracting star that led
The shepherds to that iowly bed. s.
Still leads to Jesus--leads sto thee,
Though thou canst meier return to me,
| Nor here on earth my guardian be.
Then be the ~fruitless tear depressed,
BE mine to gain thy place of rest
In worship seek Jehovah's feet,
Aunoint myself and grateful eat
The bitter bread that secIneth meet,
My Mother!
To the many who so kindly gave
us help and sympathy during the
illness and death of our mother
and for the many beautiful flowers,
MA.AH& - YEHMa IS. . NEN4TEH