THE HOME JOURNAL - Feb. 20, 1908
Death at Powersville.
It is with a sad heart that we publish the death of Mrs. Annie Lou Alexander, who died Friday the 14th, at 9:30 p.m. We feel and believe that she was called in spirit from her clay tenement house to her spiritual house, not made with hands, to live in the presence of her Lord forever. Blessed are the dead that die in the Lord. She died at the home of her sister, Mrs. Irme Seagar. All was done for her that loving hands could do, but could not stay the hand of death. She leaves one little daughter, Frances, 8 years old, father, mother, two brothers, three sisters and many friends to mourn her loss. The interment was at the Cliett cemetery on Sunday morning at 11 o'clock. She was a member of the Congregational church. Her pastor, Rev. Graham King, being sick, her uncle, Mr. W. E. Warren, gave a beautiful talk, paying her the last tribute of respect.
Weep for the days that will come no more,
For the sunbeam flown from hearth and door;
For a missing step, for a nameless grace
Of a tender voice and loving face.
But not for the soul whose goal is won,
Whose infinite joy is just begun;
Not for the spirit enrobed in light
And crowned where angels are to-night.
HER UNCLE.
Death at Powersville.
It is with a sad heart that we publish the death of Mrs. Annie Lou Alexander, who died Friday the 14th, at 9:30 p.m. We feel and believe that she was called in spirit from her clay tenement house to her spiritual house, not made with hands, to live in the presence of her Lord forever. Blessed are the dead that die in the Lord. She died at the home of her sister, Mrs. Irme Seagar. All was done for her that loving hands could do, but could not stay the hand of death. She leaves one little daughter, Frances, 8 years old, father, mother, two brothers, three sisters and many friends to mourn her loss. The interment was at the Cliett cemetery on Sunday morning at 11 o'clock. She was a member of the Congregational church. Her pastor, Rev. Graham King, being sick, her uncle, Mr. W. E. Warren, gave a beautiful talk, paying her the last tribute of respect.
Weep for the days that will come no more,
For the sunbeam flown from hearth and door;
For a missing step, for a nameless grace
Of a tender voice and loving face.
But not for the soul whose goal is won,
Whose infinite joy is just begun;
Not for the spirit enrobed in light
And crowned where angels are to-night.
HER UNCLE.
THE HOME JOURNAL - Feb. 20, 1908
Death at Powersville.
It is with a sad heart that we publish the death of Mrs. Annie Lou Alexander, who died Friday the 14th, at 9:30 p.m. We feel and believe that she was called in spirit from her clay tenement house to her spiritual house, not made with hands, to live in the presence of her Lord forever. Blessed are the dead that die in the Lord. She died at the home of her sister, Mrs. Irme Seagar. All was done for her that loving hands could do, but could not stay the hand of death. She leaves one little daughter, Frances, 8 years old, father, mother, two brothers, three sisters and many friends to mourn her loss. The interment was at the Cliett cemetery on Sunday morning at 11 o'clock. She was a member of the Congregational church. Her pastor, Rev. Graham King, being sick, her uncle, Mr. W. E. Warren, gave a beautiful talk, paying her the last tribute of respect.
Weep for the days that will come no more,
For the sunbeam flown from hearth and door;
For a missing step, for a nameless grace
Of a tender voice and loving face.
But not for the soul whose goal is won,
Whose infinite joy is just begun;
Not for the spirit enrobed in light
And crowned where angels are to-night.
HER UNCLE.
Death at Powersville.
It is with a sad heart that we publish the death of Mrs. Annie Lou Alexander, who died Friday the 14th, at 9:30 p.m. We feel and believe that she was called in spirit from her clay tenement house to her spiritual house, not made with hands, to live in the presence of her Lord forever. Blessed are the dead that die in the Lord. She died at the home of her sister, Mrs. Irme Seagar. All was done for her that loving hands could do, but could not stay the hand of death. She leaves one little daughter, Frances, 8 years old, father, mother, two brothers, three sisters and many friends to mourn her loss. The interment was at the Cliett cemetery on Sunday morning at 11 o'clock. She was a member of the Congregational church. Her pastor, Rev. Graham King, being sick, her uncle, Mr. W. E. Warren, gave a beautiful talk, paying her the last tribute of respect.
Weep for the days that will come no more,
For the sunbeam flown from hearth and door;
For a missing step, for a nameless grace
Of a tender voice and loving face.
But not for the soul whose goal is won,
Whose infinite joy is just begun;
Not for the spirit enrobed in light
And crowned where angels are to-night.
HER UNCLE.
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