Licking Valley courier. [volume] (West Liberty, Ky.) 19??-current, 1913-08-07
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we'll
Else whence this pleasing hope, this
fond desire,
This longing after Immortality?
Or whence this secret dread, and in
ward horror,
OF falling into naught? Why shrinks
the soul
Back on herself, and startles at de-
struction?
IT'S the divinity that stirs within us;
IT'S heavenitself, that points out an
hereafter,
And intimates eternity to man"
1t is the hope of Immortality
that gives us strength to bear
the loss Of our loved ones when
death claims them. But for the
hope of meeting them in a hap
pier and better existence the
grief at parting with our loved
ones would be we'll nigh unbear-
able. Our souls revolt at the
idea that death is final separ-
alton
Mary Elizabeth Hovermale
was born February Sd, 1897, and
died July 18th, 1918.
A tribute to her gentleness
and goodness from her father
must need lie one of praise and
commendation. In disposition
she was kind and generous;
though only a few months past
sixteen she was mature in
thought and was exceptionally
bright and intelligen-. In school
she invariably led her classes
and though always ranking high
est she was Of such a DISPOSE
ton that her classmates did not
envy her. Shortly after the fl
nal examination Of the last term
of High School when she re-
ceived the highest grade Zone
young man receiving the same)
one of her girl friends said to me;
why, we always expect Mary
to receive the highest grades. "
Her classmates loved her.
Nearly four years ago she
became a member of the United
Presbyterian church at French.
= burg, and her life was pure anC
: stainless. She was obedient
$ cheerful, kind and companion
D able and lived the life Of
:. consistent Christian.
Her illness was brief, being
5 scarcely three weeks, and it wal
}. only on the Sunday before thu
: Saturday on which she died tina
!, we realized that she was in dan
v ger. From that time she wa.
d unconscious and never fully re
gained consciousness, Up t
' that time she scarcely complain
d ed but was much concerned
= about her sister, who was als'
|. ill with fever. Even in her pain
n and sickness her heart was frs
u II with those she loved. There il
is a vacancy in the home that cal
N never be filled,
"Grief fills the room up of my absen
child, 80
Lies in her bed, walks up and dow
with me,
n Puts on her pretty looks, repeats he
. words,
=, -, Remembers me of all her graciou
|" parts,
ut Stuifs out her vacant garments wit
Of her form;
n. Then, have l reason TO be fond c
I'd grief?"
2. y Everything in her life an
m character assures me that she i
ID now at rest with Him who said
ry Let whatsoever will, come unit
at me-" There was no uncertain
We ty behind the veil for her. | be
nd lieve that her soul went straigh
iii to Him who gave it, and that fC
Sc her is commenced eternal happ
X. ness. Were it not for this tn
is constant pictures that memor
81 paints would be a torture. Br
he hope spreads her pinions aboy
be us, and while memory is glie
al laden it has nothing Of despair,
If. "And when the strea
lie. Which overhowcd the soul was pas
m ed away,
Is A consciousness remained that it ha
!" left,
"a deposited upon the silent shore
OF memory, images and precio'
thoughts,
Tina. can not die, and can not be d
ev stroyed."
Je. L. T. HovERMALE.
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