Arizona republican., 1911-06-25
SYMPATHY EXPRESSED
 BY THE EASTERN STAR
Ia the Death of Mrs. Prosper p.
 Parker.

''NNA' VI -hiS AdIh''I hdS adopted by the Order of Eastern Star. o'd"red spread up9r tho records If the order. copies to be sent to .he be-
 rraved family and To tae press. To the Worthy Matron. Officers and Members of Phoenix Chapter No. Q. order of the Eastern Star. of Arizona:
 Your committee appointed to draft expressions of sympathy, of condo lence and of respect, on the death of our late beloved Sister. Susan Hen drick Parker, has the following to re- port:
 Life, it seems. is just a cluster of hopes and "reminiscences As the days and years pass quietly by. new hopes are added and old achieve ments placed on memory's roll Our dreams of the yesterday are the pre- cursers of the achievements of today. and on the morrow they become but "reminiscences, to he treasured up in memory Poetry is but dreams set in rhythm; painting but fancies robbed in colors; sculpture but images chiscled in marble; music but visions wept in melody And just as fleeting as are 1AA' ciN illf-N flllfiiASs So ar" llir lTdISl- tions in human life Our new form ed acIuaintances of the yesterday have today ripened into friendships and loves. and on the morrow come the heartaches with the last good byes
 When last we met here in this Temple of Love. to discharge the business cares and duties which de- volve upon us. and to intensity the loves, the friendships and the devo- tions which are here so nobly culcat- ed. little did we think that we should soon be bowed down in grief and sor- row. There had been no admonitory voices telling us of the fading of q human life. Weary and deCrepit age had not decayed any of the habita- tions in which our sister and our brother souls dwelt but at this sea son of the year. when the vesture of nature. frightened into it's loveliest hue is draped in a soft mantle of green, decked with flowers that God has painted and fringed in His glory blooming everywhere. in impartial love, in the dooryards of the man sions of the rich and the novels of the poor and lowly there was no thought of the Grim Reaper entering an Eastern Star home and whitening a life that was yet full of hope and of love. Yet on Monday morn. June the 12th. 1911. just before the mantle of night had been lifted up on the seething shafts of fire that make the glowing splendors of the day, an an gel entered the hushed and shaded chamber where Sister Susan Hendrick Parker lay peacefully and quietly sleeping. and two angels passed out serenely and beautiful, to the home the meek and lowly Nazarenc had prepared for them.
 Sister Parker. We learn. was born in Pike county. state of Missouri, May the 17th. 1Si6. and was the daughter of Moses and Amanda Hen drick Her girlhood days were lived in her native county. and on Janu ary the goth. 1865. she was married. at Locust Grove. Mo. to Prosper P. Parker and in that state where char ity and benevolence are inculcated. they began to build their estate, and there they lived and loved. until Feb ruary s. 1890. when they arrived in Phoenix. AriZ.. and here they have since lived in sweet fecility until the one sad day when the whitening hand was put upon her pure. sweet brow She has here long been bright Star in the constellation, and for her love and her kindness she has been given all the hOnOrs that our chapter could bestow. Her gentle voice spoke words of encouragement and good cheer when storms and tempests seemed about to beat down our temple. She was so pure. so true. so con stant so gentle. so kind. so loving. that she was q waysidc cross to those who knew not the way. The multitudnous tribute of divinely ere ated beauties, gathered by loving hands from the floral gardens of this. her home of adoption and placed upon her bier. was a tribute more eloquent than words can convey. and exquisite with a note of an intenser sympathy than the human voice can express. The sweetness of those flow CTS was the touch of love that bids us raise our tear bedimmed eyes from that scene of sad partings to that more glorious vision of certain re union. EaCn red rose was Dlceu- ing human heart; each green leaf a promise of eternal remembrance: and all the white flowers suggested the purity of the love of the almost innu- mcrable hosts for their fallen friend.
 We carried her deserted and ruined earthly temple to wonder Silent City, and there, enshrouded with the floral offerings of the saddened throng. we laid it away in it's windowless palace of rest but the Pale Messenger had already unlocked the human habita- tion and the tall and shining ange! had accompanied the soul of our sis ter to the portals of heaven.
 For her the final voice of earth were the kindly words of loved ones. the first of heaven. the welcoming shouts of angels; the last vision of earth the yelled beauty of our sun kissed land, the first of heaven the immortal bloom which fadeth not away; the last touch of earth the kindly ministrations of loving hands, the first touch of heaven the hand of the gentle NaZarene placing on her worthy brow d crown of love. Lay on her bier the crown she won; |
 it is hers by kindly deed; And cover her brow with the gifts of !