The Appeal. [volume] (Saint Paul, Minn. ;) 1889-19??, 1915-01-02
MRS. MARY FLETCHER-RAGL AMI

inthian Temple S. NJ. T.. and her
funeral was under it's auspices the
members of the temple being present
in full regalia.
The funeral services began at 2:3O
o'clock the church being filled with
the friends of the decea sed,
The services were conducted by Rev.
e. II. Mcdonald who took for his text
Psalms LXXXIX-47 Remember how
short my time is"
The sermon was very impressive
and was closed by Rev. Mcdonald with
the reading of following obituary, COM
pared by himself:
Mary e. Fletcher Ragland beloved
wife of Archie R. Ragland and niece of
Mrs. Della Beard-Williams was born
in Bowling Green, KY, November 18th,
1883. When but little girl of 9 years
she made a profession of religion and
was baptized into the fellowship of
the State Street Baptist Church by
Rev. Fishback of which Rev. DR..
Robert Mitchell is now pastor. She
was secretary of the Sunday School
also of the B. Y. P. U. both of which
offices she resigned on coming to st.
Paul. On coming to this city, she
brought Christ with her she came to
this city Dec. 2Sth 1907 and united as
a Watch-care member of Pilgrim
Baptist Church, she served as secre-
tary in Pilgrim Sunday School. She
has always been an active Christian
young girl earnest, faithful and sweet,
gentle and modest she found her way
into the hearts of all she came in con-
tact with always ready to do some
thing, anything for Christ her Master
she knew not that word No Happiest
when busy cheering the hearts OF
others with smile; like Mary of
sacred scripture she chose the good
part. She was her Aunt's companion,
she was not gushing in manners but
quiet; not boisterous, but gentle, not
bold, but retiring, retreating. When
Memorial Church was organized she
was one of it's charter members; she
was chosen secretary of the Sunday
School and assistant financial secretary
of the church. On Sept 29th she came
down this aisle and met her beloved
husband at this altar and they were
united in holy matrimony and passed
out that aisle upon his arm, to their
home. Who can understand, it, why?
Oh Why should she be brought here
before this altar lifeless today, lying
silently where she once stood only
few short weeks ago. Hark! bark!
hear what Jesus saith. What I do
thou knowest not now, but, thou shalt
know hereafter" Blind unbelief will
be sure to err and scan His work in
vain. God is His own Interpreter,
and He will make it plain She
wrought we'll in these short II years
of her life she walked with Christ, her
illness was of short duration it was
fraught with patience for she knew in
whom she had trusted. Gods
messengers Molly Angels came to
escort her home, she saw them last
Tuesday she told us, that they had
come. See them! See them! I am
going to Heaven to i've with Jesus.
Back, back to the shining Courts
above the Heavenly angels went to
open the Pearly Gates to let her pass
through, and at $40 p NJ. Thursday
she passed into the "Beulah Land
leaving to mourn her loss a loving
husband devoted aunt, uncle, grand
mother, step-grand father, cousins Mr..
and Mrs. Black, anu Mrs. Crawford
and many friends. Age rs years Is
days.
Peaceful be thy slumber, Mary,
Holy Angels guard thy bed,
No rude sound shall disturb thy
slumber
On His bosom lay thy head.
Peaceful be thy slumber, Mary,
Nights dark shades shall pass away
Christ's own voice shall break thy
slumber
And turn the darkness into day.