The star. (Reynoldsville, Pa.) 1892-1946, 1909-01-20
MOTHER HAS GONE.
Mrs Elizabeth Stephenson Departed this
Life Monday Morning, Ian. 18.

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John II. Elder, In Dubois, at 7 20 a. m.
Monday, January IS, 1909, Mrs. Eliza
beth Stephenson, mother OF the editor
of THE STAR departed this life after
long, but patient, Illness Her maiden
name was Elizabeth Coleman. She WAS
born near Dayton, Armstrong Co., Pa,
November a., 1884 and was "A years,
2 months and A days old at time OF
death. She was united In marriage to
josiah A. Stephenson at Milton, Arm
strong Co., Pa. May 20, 1862. Unto
father and mother four sons and seven
daughters were born. One brother,
three sisters and father preceded moth
er into the Eternal Land. The surviv-
ing members of the family are: John
M. Stephenson, Of West Reynoldsville,
s. B. Stephenson, of Pittsburgh, g. A.
Stephenson, of Reynoldsville, Mrs.
John II. Elder, OF Dubois. Mrs. Robert
w. Moffett, Of Birmingham, Alabama,
Mrs. Dell Ray Fowler, of Yankton,
Oregon, Mrs. e. S. Vosburg, of Dubois.
Early in lie mother united with the
Methodist Episcopal church and was
ever after, fsithful and consistent
christian. To us her christian life was
beautiful from our earliest recollections
to the end Of her earthly pilgrimage,
and through all the vicisstudes and
sorrows that she met In the way, her
faith In God never wavered.
Funeral service at the Elder residence
In Dubois, at nine o'clock this morn
ing, conducted by Rey. j. G. Nc
Donald, pastor Of the First Methodist
Episcopal church In Dubois, who was
pastor Of the M. e. church In this place
when fatrer died. May 10, 1882, almost
twenty seven years ago. He conducted
the funeral service OF father. DR.. j.
Bell Neff will assist In the service.
The body will be brought to Reynolds
vile on special car on trolley line and
interment will be made in the Reynolds
vile cemetery. Rev. John r. Black,
pastor of the Reynoldsville M. e.
church, will conduct the burial service
at cemetery.
sleep here in peace!
This is the gate for thee to walk immortal;
This is the entrance to the pesrly portal,
The pathway trod by saints and sages oden,
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Sleep here In peace!"
Mother has left us. With broken
hearts and fearful eyes two sons and
two daug hters stood at the bedside as
the dew Of death gathered on her mar
BILE brow and her gentle spirit took its
flight to the Celestial City. Tenderly
we smoothed the placid brow and folded
the loving hands-hands that had
wrought sooften for us, and with gen.
tie touch had brushed away our sor-
rows and troubles iu childhood, and
even In mature years.
1t is no discredit to other loved ones
to say that mother was the best friend
we ever had, She it was who, with a
mothers love, rejoiced with us in our
victories and wept with us in our sor-
rows; she it was whose kiss was fraught
with holy love; she it was who never
tired of working for those whom she
loyed while she had strength so to do.
Our hearts yield to her the highest
tribdte OF praise that can be given to
any woman. She was kind and loving
mother Vain is any attempt to meas
ure the loss Of mother. After all the
poets have sung and lovers have
dreamed, outside OF heaven there is no
love just like mother-love.
BY faith we see mother OF the Ever
green Shores, under the waving palms,
beside the still waters. and II we prove
faithful we expect to meet her and
greet her there.
Smooth the locks OF silver hair.
On our mothers brow with tenderest care,
Gather the robe In final fold
Around the form so still and cold;
Lay on her bosom, pure as snow,
The fairest, sweetest flowers that grow,
Kiss her and leave her our hearts delight;
Her pain is over, she sleeps tonight"