The Sentinel=record., 1911-05-30
OBITUARY.

Mrs Hattie E. Lambeth. wife of w.
 E Lambeth. died at her home in Hot
 Springs. Thursday. May 18th. 1911,
 at S:30 a m.
 She had been suffer of heart
 disease for the last six years. Her
 husband having retired from active
 business pursuits in order to be con-
 stantly at her side. All important
 health resorts had been visiteh | spending two seasons at the Battle Creek Sanitarium for the benefit of
 her health Mrs Lambeth was born
 in Illinois. August Sth. 1859. She joined the Medothist church in 1890 and lived deyout christian and faith ful worxer in the church and Sunday school. By her kind, ciaerful anI sun ny disposition. she won host of friends every where She was at all times. even up to the day of her death, the most hopeful most cheer ful and patient sufferer. always smile of welcome for every one Brother Hutchinson in few chosen and beautiful remarks made over her remains, said Who ever seen her not cheerful? It was an inspiration to meet her" We commenced this life twenty-nine years ago very poor and struggle,il up to a comfortable
 compentecy. And now she has left
 us!
 No more can we listen to her en-
 couraging words, or lock in to her eyes that so beautifully mirrored the
 purity of her soul--no more can we have her kindly counsel. her support.
 ing wisdom, aer cheerful smile which was more soothing than the dews from Heaven. Yet, as We sit here in her own room all alone in our sweet solemity, t-e surroundings
 are so fraught with precious rem endurance of her love and cahe that we feel here presence and know we are not alone. How tender an'l; pathetic; how tae emotions arise, the brain whirl and the hand trembles; how full of love and inspiration we are made to feel as her influence directs the mind. guides the hand as oui thoughts fall from brain to penpoint.
 But. o, how feeble the es6prt to pay tribute to our loved and lost, how cold and empty does the words seem
 compared to the great swelling sen sation of the heart, the bitterness. the tortuing thoughts that can never
 be uttered, never escape beyond the sacred portals of the soul. We hold
 in sacred remembrance her con
 stancy and fidelity. The confidence
 she imposed in us gave us strength
 and was our supporting staff. Her
 whole life an. tacmgts was gsyen to
 us in honest and earnest efforts to promote our happiness and welfare. Kind and generous to a fault, so un- selfish and considerate for her loved ones that it was her constant prayer that she should go first. It was her teady hand on the helm and traineJ eye on the beacon ligat of hope that kept our little bark in smooth waters, our wayward steps from wandering from the straight paths. her gentle and kind reproof that shielded us when tempted. Now we stand alone
 in the lark. our shining light gone
 out. Where ssall we turn? May God help us to help one another, that we may keep our lamps trimmed and not
 stumble or grope in the dark.
 They tell us it is all selfishness to grieve for her. that she is more hap py over there, that she has only gone a little ahead to prepare a happy nome and kindly welcome in the land of the leal for us. As we added to her happiness here We have no fears of her happiness over there.
 We prayei that her life might be
 spared to us here. but all our suppli-
 cation did not avert the inevitable and in her last words she said: T am sorry to leave you all. but Tay will be Done" We can not deny the wisdom or goodness Of God, but it iq with a hroken heart and sessroyM home that We how in suhmisslon