The comet. (Johnson City, Tenn.) 1884-1916, 1910-08-25
above
| shall dwell by His glorified throne.
Your own daughter,
RUTH.

lFOHl HedNeIl, anu rs SuCH IdllS ike Il
benediction of peace upon torn and
bleeding hearts.
She was color-blind to fault and saw
only good in everyone, and never had
harmful word to say of anyone.
This is your day, Sister, the day that
gave you most pleasure, because of the
opportunity to attend church and Sun
day-school, and it is our day to enjoy
your companionship, but you are today
Face to face with your Redeemer,"
and we are face to face with an insur-
mountable sorrow. 1t seems fitting
that on this day we should attempt to
pay our tribute toyour memory, for God
knows we could not do so sooner. Be
well assured, little girl, that your life
has not been in vain. The home, the
church and the community have been
benefited by your short but noble life,
and after few years, at least, we will
come to you and help you take care of
the other childish treasures that heard
the Lord say, "suffer little children 10
come unto me, and forbid them not
for of such is the kingdom of heaven, "
and have gone. The sorrow is all ours
we know, and yet we know that you
would deny yourself the pleasures of
heaven to again brighten this home.
The funeral Thursday was held in
the Munsey Memorial church, where
she had spent so many happy mo-
ments, and was conducted by DR.. w.
S. Neighbors, who had played bear
with her in her toddling childhood,
and by the ever changing conditions of
life was permitted to teach her during
the closing days of her school life, and
this feature was one of the happiest
memories of her college work DR.. Il.
B. Russell and Rev. j. A. Ruble, two
grand old ministers, assisted in the i'm
pressive service. Mrs Elsie Lamb and
Mrs. Iva Biddle sang with great tender
ness and feeling, We are Going Down
the Valley, One by One" and Mrs.
Lamb sang that grand old song, Face
to Face With My Redeemer,' in such
sympathetic manner as to bring tears
to the eyes of the entire congregation,
one of the largest ever gathered at
funeral in this city. The fact that she
herself had just buried her first born |
added touch Of sadness to her voice
that increased its melody and sweet |
ness. The choir sang with |
great feeling Ruth's favorite hymn,
" Nearer, My God, to Thee" song
she had sung often during her illness,
and had upon some occasion expressed
the desire to her girl chums to have
sung at her funeral. The remarks of
DR.. Neighbors brought great consola-
ton to the wounded hearts and i'm
pressed all with their tenderness and
1t is worth great deal to
De able to have those things said about
'ne and is almost worth dying for.
The pail bearers were her former
in the high school, Misses
Sarah Broyles, Kate Gilmer, Lena
Dorothy Cure, katherine
Wilson and Martha Allen Martin were
honorary, and Fred King, Faw
3royles, Stephen Sanders, Lonnie Nc
Gown, Guy Seaver and Elmer Beals
we're the active ones.
What can we say of the beautiful
loral tributes? One is seldom permit
ed to see such demonstration of love
nd esteem and it has touched our
learts in way we can not find words
0 express. Beneath a Counterpart of
fragrant flowers she was laid
o rest in Oak Hill just as the sun sank
,ehind the western horizon and sent
olden shafts to pierce the ethereal
'lue to mark the exit. II
This great sorrow has convinced us
hat we do not weep alone, and in the
anne of this precious child we want
0 thank the legion of friends who
Manifested such sincere solicitude for =
er during the illness and express
in SO many, many ways their SYM
athy and sorrow at her going. 1t has
cached the broken hearts of the be-
eaved and is deeply appreciated. Ii
1t is great source of consolation to
S to know that you never had an I'M