New Iberia enterprise and independent observer. (New Iberia, La.) 1902-1944, 1911-09-02
IN MEMORY OF FANNIE
ROSALIE WE'LL.

Of all Iberia's lovely train OF
daughters has fallen, like some
beautiful tlee Of spring "rent up
by the whirlwind in the midst OF
blossoming!"
Fannie Resale We'll is no more.
This bright and beautiful girl
whom none knew but to love has
reached her journeys end.
It was but yesterday when she
in joyous comradship with sister,
brother, friend. troa our streets,
or went in and out among us the
gayest Of the gay, and none
dreamed that deaths dark night
would settle down upon her, ere
life had struck the hour of noon.
On Friday morning, August
the twenty fifth, nineteen hun
dred and eleven, within the sacred
precincts Of the home so long hal
lowed by her gracious presence,
she lay cold and ivory pale upon
the f,Ower-strown couch Of death.
Her gentle spirit had passed out
the evening before as quietly as
the sun-hidden behind huge banks
of impenetrable clouds-had fad
ed from the western sky.
The very heavens that mornin:
seemed in sympathy with the
stricken earth. for no ray Of sun
shine pierced the gloom as un-
derneath dark and sombre skies
the pelting rain in floods came
down.
Yet in spite of this, all morn
ing long from near and far,
friends came trooping in to look
their last On the dear face, or lay
upon her early bier some tribute
of their love and tears.
Looking down on that dear
form-beautiful even in death
we tried. O, SO hard to recall
words Of comfort. such as "He
giveth his beloved Sleep" 81 am
with you always, or ''He watch
ing over Israel neither slumbers
nor sleeps" but in spite Of our
utmost endeavors the heart walled
out:
+" Alas, my peerless friend that
thou should st die,
Thou who vert made 80 beauti-
fully fair,
That death should settle in thy
glorious eye
And leave his stiffness in thy
clustering hair.
"While yet in love with life
and raptured with the world, F."
Fannie Rosalie We'll has passed
to silence and pathetic dust. Ye:
who can say that after all it may
not be best; "just in the happiest
sunniest hour Of all the voyage,
while eager winds are kissing
every sail to dash against the un-
seen rock and hear the .billows
roar a sunken ship. for, whether
in mid ocean or among the break
ers of the farther shore, a wreck
at last must mark the end Of
each and all; and every life no
matter if it's every hour is rich
with love. and every moment
jeweled with a joy, muss at lis
close become tragedy as deep
and dark as can be woven Of the
wool and warp Of mystery and
death"
She has gone from us. and yet
she has not gone, for the memory
Of her loving heart, her gracious
her devoted life VIII
live in the breasts Of the many
who loved her. till the waning Of
LIES latest day.
Farewell, dear frienl Of happy
days forever fed. Our hearts
are bowed down by the thought
that well meet thee here
no more. but no fear of thy fe-
lefty in that fair land to which
thou hast gone in the springtime
IF life adds to the poignancy OF
our night Of tears for well We
know q purer, more devoted
spirit. clasping the beloved and
By them clasped-has meier YET
crossed THAT dark mysterious
river that has not borne on any
wave the image Of q homeward
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