The Brandon news. (Brandon, Miss.) 1892-1961, 1910-05-12
IN MEMORIAM.

Mrs. Lizzie Mcdowell Slaughter, who
died on the nth Of this month"; was born
in Green county, Alabama. She was the
daughter of Hon. John Mcdowell and
Sarah t. McAlpine. She was descended
from the Mcdowell family which num-
bered so many famous physicians one of
whom attained to worldwide fame.
Her education was received at Sharon.
She grew up to young womanhood,
proud stately, queenly creature. She
was married in 1859 to MIR. w. c. Slaugh-
ter, of Canton, the son of wealthy
banker in Jackson. She joined the Presby-
terian church in 1876 After the civil war
when SO many fortunes were wrecked, the
young couple moved to Houston, Texas,
to retrieve their fortunes After a few
years residence there wheen the children
were all quite small, MIR Slaughter was
stricken with yellow fever, succumbing
| In a few days to its blasting breath
Mrs. Slaughter then returned to her Mis-
| sissippi home and settled, near her only
| brother, DR.. Sol Mcdowell, who was To-
| Gated at Fannin. Her children, three boys
and enc girl, were all little things, need
ing to be cared for and cherished by a
mother and to be supported and guided
! by a fathers love ard Judgment. Mrs.
| Slaughter was both father and mother to
the little ones. BY her own exertions she
kept the home weather-tight, cozy and
safe for her nestlings. She taught them
the principles of true manhood and wom-
anhood, the love of Christ and the way
to serve Him, from which they have
not departed
i
Besides having to give up the love of
her youth into the icy clasp of death, she
was called to look for the last time up
on the manly form of her young son,
Lewis. After grooming over his cradle,
sharing his boyhood pleasures and taking
such pride N his splendid young man
hood, she must, perforce, give him up into
the relentless hands of death.
The children who survide have tried
to repay her for ceaseless vigils over sick
beds for the untiring energies of tire
less home-keeper and for the unnumbered
sacrifices which only mother can make.
Mrs. Slaughter was in wonderful health
and preservation up to few days before
her death, when she was stricken with
paralysis. All that loving friends, a
trained nurse, skillful physician, and
devoted children could do was done for
her restoration, but God willed it other
wise. Her work upon earth had been
well done, it was meet that she should
find rest.
Since Jesus has been in the tomb we
no longer hopelessly lay cur dead away
When cold lips answer not to the hearts
cry of anguish, when light fades out of
eyes which have always given back the love
in your own. When the grave closes over
the beloved form, you could almost tear
the earth away in your eagerness to en-
brace once more your very own. The
world seems another place empty and cold.
darkened as though by heavy fall. Even
though in submission you have said,
''Thy will be done," the consultations of
religion do not take away the aching
loneliness. The ministration of friends,
however sweet and lovely, cannot bring
back to your side the one who has walked
and talked with you through the years,
whose heart has been your refuge in
the storms of life.
Your heart is torn and shaken By the
agony Of parting, but wait Who is this
standing by the grave with features IL
lumined with love and pity? Behold him
who wears upon his brow the majesty of
the Lord of Heaven! Listen he speaks.
The mists of all the ages are lifted and
death is swallowed up in victory. Lag
arus, come FORTH" o, living voice. O
wonderous power! o words fraught with
life, with joy, with blessedness
The graves are opening, the dead are
r. Il. l. 4 r
Time is no more. Heaven is everywhere
Your mother and grandmother, is alive
again. In her eyes the light has been
rekindled. Together with the saints Of
all the ages, you may walk with her by
the river of life, over never-fading flow
ers, in the radiant light of Gods love-