St. Johnsbury Caledonian. [volume] (St. Johnsbury, Vt.) 1867-1919, 1910-09-21
In Memory of Miss Marion Stuart.


A sweet life went out in the pass
ing of Miss Marion D. Stuart, who
was born March II, 1888. third
daughter of Captain William and
Jane Whitelaw Stuart of West Bar
net She was educated at Peacham
and ST. Johnsbury academies. In her
early womanhood she began her life
work as a teacher, a profession she
followed for 40 years, first in her
native town and in neighboring
towns. About the time of the Civil
war she went to Lowell, Mass, and
there united with the Appleton street
Congregational church, and was sent
south by the church to teach the
freedman. She continued in that
work where she was a success for
four years and then accepted posi-
ton in New York City in the Juve-
nile asylum, where she was principal
of the boys primary department.
Later she spent a few years teaching
in mission school in Chicago, then
returned to New York to the same
institution, where her teaching days
ended. Coming home she spent
few years among her family friends
where her presence was always
bright spot in their family life.
Last fall she was placed under the
durable disease. She fought bravely
for her life without complaint or
murmur, yet always wished her will
to be submissive to her Heavenly
Fathers will. A large part of last
winter and early spring she spent
in Brightlook hospital, during which
time she suffered great bereavement
in the death of her only sister, also
brother and brother-in-law. In
early spring she was kindly taken to
| the home of her brother, George
| Stuart in ST. Johnsbury who with
his wife took her back to the old
| home, "The House of Stuart" as
| she used to playfully call her father S
| house in West Barnet. Here she was
tenderly cared for during the
! weeks she fingered on the Border
land She Ionged to- go home, her
| lofty Christian faith sustaining and
| comforting her, while she felt that
| her robes had been washed and made
| white in the blood of the Lamb.
| Thus she calmly waited the sound
| of the Boatman's oar and at even
| tide, August 18th, ''the silver cord
| was loosed" and her spirit returned
| to God who gave it-her life work
| was done. The following Sunday
| afternoon a large company of old
the old church in West Barnet vii
lage where the service in her mem
DRY was held, Rev. Stephen P.
Brownell officiating. Flowers, loves
last gift, we're everywhere. The
beautiful committal service of the
Protestant Episcopal church was
read, as in the last years of her life
she was a member of the Episcopa
church. After the service she was car
ried back to Stuart Hill, where in the
cemetery near her old home facing
the surprising, her body was ten
| derby laid to rest until that da!
| dawns and the shadows flee away.
Miss Stuart was woman wht
made friends wherever she went
and kept them. She was loyal t.
all she ever knew and he
many sweet traits of characte
will long be remembered. Her pleas
ant face, her ready wit and rar'
conversational power, combined witt
a charming personality, made her
welcome guest everywhere. SINGER
| ity was one of her many virtues an
she had a good word for all. He
chief happiness was found in makinl
others happy. These with he
spirit of good will made her lif
something rare and fine and fire
| from all pretence. The world |
better because she lived in it,
'sShe died but is not dead
Through pearly gates and golde
street,
She went her way with. shining lee
Go We and thither tread. =