The Caucasian. (Shreveport, La.) 1900-192?, 1909-03-14
IN MEMORIAL NJ

IN MEMORIAL
! W cdncsday afternoon. Marcel, 10,
1000. Mrs. Ihcodosia Flnurnov passed
Ia the life eternal. Looking upon her
placid features as She lay in her las,
sleep. will, folded hands upon her
breast. and pure white blossoms about
her. death seemed not unkind that the
heart Of pain was stllcd and the fleet
ing breath had gone out into the elori-
ned tullncsS OF the life immortal And
iytt we grIcvc that She has gone from
earth. In her home there Is loss and
loneliness and longing. for the touch Of
\ vanished hand aud the sound Of a
voice that is still "
native Of Alabana. from which
State her father Col Josiah Green
Jones. removed to Louisiana III her
lchildhood. She passed almost her entire
life i'll Caddo parish IIeircss of 4 large
estate. She grew up with every wish
Igra''hcd by an ii,dul2cni father. IN her
early teens she became the wife Of Al
tired ilournoy. son Of DR.. Alfred
l'lonrnoy one Of the most prominent,
respected and honorcd citizens Of the
State. Her big beautiful plantation
home was the seat Of hospitality and
there the gentle mistress. 1he young
wife and mother lived many happy
years.
When wars dcsolaUnn brought such
changed conditions 81 life in the South.
and the sharp Transition from wealth
was felt all over tic land. it was her lot
to cxpcriepxc the change. and her ma
turc to bear it with fortitudc. hoping
and predicting better and brighter times
for her dear Southland.
THY people shall be my people. thy
God my God" might be said of her. SO
loyal was she to the family of which,
by marriage. she became member,
when d mere girl Her home was the
annual gathering place for til, large
family connection. and when the cxigcn-
cies Of life cast some adrift and made
a scattered family. it was to her home
again that the return visits were made.
and it was she would gather up the
broken family ties and keep the touch
of kinship warm.
A patriots heart was in her breast,
and she felt an exultant pride in the
fact that her people were distinguished
in three wars and that the spirit of 10
beat in the breasts of til, later genera
tons Of her family
An invalid for years. living the shut
in life, yet hers was the clcrricst room
in the house, the bright place where her
family and friends were wont to gather.
and the personal interest SO grateful to
every one was sympathttically mani
tested. During her last illness she
passed the seventictl, milestone on hfc's
journey. Pretty little birthday gifts
were brought by her devoted children
and bouquets of fragrant flowers by
friends. Holding them in her thin hands
she would say, How beautiful! God is
in them! God is good!' Realizing that
the end was near. she called her chill
dren around her and held sweet coun-
sci with them, speaking precious words
of admonition to be forever treasured
The story of her life was tenderly
told by her venerable and beloved pas
tor the Rev. Il. J. Harp, as he stood
by her casket that last sad day He
spoke of the sincerity and simplicity of
her life. when he was the village pastor
and she happy young wife. OF her in
creasing responsibilities as the years
went by and she became the mother of
a large family Twelve children were
born to her Always the same kind
friend. hospitable and generous and
charitable in her intercourse with every
one her influence was abiding
Back to the home that she loved SO
well she was taken, when life's race was
run. In the family burying ground at
Greenwood, beside her own she hes at
rest The delicate beauty and fragrance
of orchard bloom, the rarcst of roses,
white waxen hyacinths, and all the