Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1913-01-17
Death Of Mrs. Mamie FAINT Pruit.

On last Monday night the sweet spirit
of dear Cousin Mamie Rose Pruit (nee
Fant) winged its flight to the Land Be.
yond the Sky, and her poor tired body
was at rest.
For about two years she had been a
great sufferer from tuberculosis. and
last summer her physicians thought it
best for her to go West, hoping thai
she would regain her health, but all in
vain, and a few weeks ago she re.
turned home to be with her loved ones
a short time before her death.
She was bonn May goth, 1862, be-
came member of the Methodist church
in 1881. married R. NJ Pruit May 22d.
1889, and died January 18Th, 1918.
These were the principal events in her
life that was spent in the service of
those she loved
Mamie was always a sweet and af-
fectionate girl, good and kind, and a
Igsnsral fasorite with, he-a fanily se'd
all of her loved ones and numbered her
friends by the score.
AS young girl, she loved the COM
panionship of elders, nothing delighting
her more than to spend weeks with her
dear old grandmother and her aunt,
Mrs, Ross, to comfort and cheer them
in their loneliness.
When her husband met with financial
loss some years ago, she bravely took
up the battle of life, and opening
boarding house, for many years
contributed largely to the support of
the family, and did it all so cheerfully
and made friends of every one who had
the good fortune to live with her.
| don't think | can do better than to
quote the beautiful and most appro-
pirate funeral grafton delivered by her
beloved pastor, Rev. John Park:
THE deceased lived only fifty years
"a short time TO live for mother in
ths midday OF n.other-tasks. 1t seems
t. mortal sense that she died too soon
Children yet in youth would need a
mothers care and mourn for mothers
influence.
Yet, she lived full life. The fifty
years were go crowded with self-deny-
ing service that her ife-cornucopia was
full at fifty.
This fullnes was the fruitage of her
life motto, Duty. The one who has
heard the call of Duty and is determined
to meet its~de ands will lead heroic
toil-laden life. There is no luxurlating
nor lettering nor listlessness to the de-
votee of the call of duty. He is
strenuous task-master but unstinting |
in awards.
The inspiration for the duty-imposed
service was love. She lived and labored
for loves sake. There is no irksome-
ness in life's task where love is the
propulsive power. So her life was
lived in the sunshine, there was bird
song in her everyday living, the fra
GRANGE of the flower garden was in her
presence and the light of Heaven in
1er smile. Even when she suffered
pain, she lent a new beauty to suffer
ng by her quiet concealment from
hose who might sorrow under the con-
'ciopsness of her suffering.
When she was called to say good
)ve' and seek more healthful climate,
'he turned her face from home smiling
md unafraid. No note of suffering, no
word of WEAKNESS. no sense of loneli-
less found expression in her letters to
owed ones at home. She came home
With calm sense of joy, but no out
'urst of overjoy, lest that should be-
ray the lack OF comfort and cheer in
he far-aWay land.
Il is not strange that she met death
With the spirit of victory. She had
ived, lived well, knew the life of faith,
nd entered upon the Long Journey
With the same sweet confidence which
haracterized her former journey to
Vest.
AT even tide there was light.
1t was bright and beautiful day /,
'hen we carried her over to the old
emetery for her final rest. A large
sHwa shA liasas hssYtifil Aafal offst-
lga tastiAed to the warm place she