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Edwin Barksdale Jr.

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Edwin Barksdale Jr.

Birth
Death
30 Mar 1883 (aged 2)
Burial
Jackson, Hinds County, Mississippi, USA Add to Map
Plot
Section 4, Lot 3
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IN MEMORIAM.

BY REV. CHAS. B. GALLOWAY, D.D.

There is a ministry in childhood It speaks the voice of the Divine. Few natures, however rugged, but will be touched by the presence and innocence of a child. Its very helplessness is an evangel of love. And none feels this so much as those who are called when to give up their precious jewels. Alas! how sad is the home bereaved of little EDWIN BARKSDALE. In that household he was a domestic joy. His was specially a holy ministry of comfort and radiance to hearts now suffering the grief and loneliness of bereavement. He was two years one month and six days old, and died after a painful illness of more than two weeks. His was a rare development of character and intelligence - the bright prophecy of a noble manhood. Through those many days of sickness his fortitude was worthy of the strength of maturer years. Though brief was his beautiful life the Lord made him a benediction to his home, whose influence and memory will abide forever.
Our achievements for good are not measured by length of days. The short earthly career of a child may be grander in holy ministry than the life of another, lengthened out to the days of the patriarchs.

"The dials of earth may show
The length, not the depth, of years."

Beautiful in person and more beautiful in child-character, little EDWIN has joined the radiant throng. His young parents and the sorrowing family are thus beckoned to that home of the blest, where death never enters and tears are wiped from all eyes.

The Clarion, Jackson, MS, April 11, 1883.
IN MEMORIAM.

BY REV. CHAS. B. GALLOWAY, D.D.

There is a ministry in childhood It speaks the voice of the Divine. Few natures, however rugged, but will be touched by the presence and innocence of a child. Its very helplessness is an evangel of love. And none feels this so much as those who are called when to give up their precious jewels. Alas! how sad is the home bereaved of little EDWIN BARKSDALE. In that household he was a domestic joy. His was specially a holy ministry of comfort and radiance to hearts now suffering the grief and loneliness of bereavement. He was two years one month and six days old, and died after a painful illness of more than two weeks. His was a rare development of character and intelligence - the bright prophecy of a noble manhood. Through those many days of sickness his fortitude was worthy of the strength of maturer years. Though brief was his beautiful life the Lord made him a benediction to his home, whose influence and memory will abide forever.
Our achievements for good are not measured by length of days. The short earthly career of a child may be grander in holy ministry than the life of another, lengthened out to the days of the patriarchs.

"The dials of earth may show
The length, not the depth, of years."

Beautiful in person and more beautiful in child-character, little EDWIN has joined the radiant throng. His young parents and the sorrowing family are thus beckoned to that home of the blest, where death never enters and tears are wiped from all eyes.

The Clarion, Jackson, MS, April 11, 1883.


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