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Violet Marie Smith

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Violet Marie Smith

Birth
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1 Apr 1912 (aged 12)
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Mulberry, Clinton County, Indiana, USA Add to Map
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Another of earth's fairest flowers has been plucked and now adorns and beautifies the Heavenly Mansions. Violet Marie Smith, the thirteen-year-old daughter of Mr. and Mrs. S. B. Smith was peacefully called to her rest and quietly and confidently entered upon her Heavenly inheritance on Monday morning, April 1, 1912 at 7 o'clock.

Violet was taken sick on Sunday, March 14th. After being in her regular place in the Sunday school and orchestra on that day, upon her return to her home, she was seized with severe pain. Medical attention was immediately given and little real alarm was felt at the time. After a few days had passed there were symptoms of appendicitis, but in a short time the symptoms disappeared and her condition seemed to improve. The latter part of last week, however, she grew much worse and it was seen that an operation was inevitable. She was taken to St. Elizabeth hospital Saturday forenoon and on Sunday forenoon she was placed on the operating table. The surgeons found that appendicitis was the source of the trouble and that it had advanced to a stage that made the operation a desperate one, with small chances for recovery. All that skilled surgery could do was resorted to and the girl rallied from the effects of the operation nicely at first, but at two o'clock Monday morning she began sinking. Her mother was with her and her father and sister were telephoned for, but they did not reach the hospital until a few minutes after death had come. Her age was 13 years, 3 months and 7 days.

Violet was baptized by the Rev. Paul J. Deppen on April 23, 1899 and was to have been received into communion with the Trinity Reformed church on Good Friday evening by rite of confirmation.

Her departure came as a severe shock to the entire community in which she had a large host of friends. She was prominently identified with many of the interests of the community, despite her tender years. In the school, the class room, the Sunday school, the church, and her home, she was always busy. She stood in the front rank in scholarship in the eighth grade, played the violin in the Sunbeam orchestra of Trinity Sunday school, was skillful at the piano, and the paintings and sketches wrought by her hand were worthy of the hand of a mature artist. But Violet will be remembered not so much for her activity as for her beautiful personality and Christian character. To know her was to love her. She made friends readily and wrought for herself in every heart a place which was never lost. With an implicit faith and confidence in God, such as is rarely displayed by more mature Christians, Violet endured her sickness, underwent the operation and faced death, and thus crossed through the valley into the sunlight of God's eternal love.

The hearts of her loving father and mother, and her sisters ache and bleed in their bereavement. There will always be a vacant chair, but God has now a new and beautiful flower in His garner. The sympathy and prayers of the entire community is with the bereaved family and relatives in this visitation. We mourn their loss as ours.

The funeral services were held on Wednesday in Trinity Reformed church. Her pastor, Rev. F. S. Fry had charge of the service. His text was Matthew 9:24. Rev. J. M. Williams, Rev. Geo. H. Trinkle and Rev. A. H. Arbaugh assisted in the services. The remains were laid to rest in Fair Haven cemetery.

The great profusion of beautiful floral offerings spoke mutely but eloquently of the loving regard in which Violet was held by her friends, both young and old. The flower bearers were the members of her Sunday school class.

Carson Lester, Paul Smith, Claude Foster, George Knoppenberger, Chester Houser and Earl Fleischhauer acted as pallbearers.

Dearest Violet, thou hast left us,
Here thy loss we deeply feel;
But 'tis God that hath bereft us,
He can all our sorrows heal.

Thou no more will join our number,
Thou no more our songs will know;
For thy earthly work is done
And in heaven, a new begun.

But again we hope to meet you,
When this life of ours is over;
Then with joy in heaven we'll greet you

When no farewell tears are shed.
--The Mulberry Reporter, April 5, 1912
Contributor: Jim Oliver (48463954) •
Another of earth's fairest flowers has been plucked and now adorns and beautifies the Heavenly Mansions. Violet Marie Smith, the thirteen-year-old daughter of Mr. and Mrs. S. B. Smith was peacefully called to her rest and quietly and confidently entered upon her Heavenly inheritance on Monday morning, April 1, 1912 at 7 o'clock.

Violet was taken sick on Sunday, March 14th. After being in her regular place in the Sunday school and orchestra on that day, upon her return to her home, she was seized with severe pain. Medical attention was immediately given and little real alarm was felt at the time. After a few days had passed there were symptoms of appendicitis, but in a short time the symptoms disappeared and her condition seemed to improve. The latter part of last week, however, she grew much worse and it was seen that an operation was inevitable. She was taken to St. Elizabeth hospital Saturday forenoon and on Sunday forenoon she was placed on the operating table. The surgeons found that appendicitis was the source of the trouble and that it had advanced to a stage that made the operation a desperate one, with small chances for recovery. All that skilled surgery could do was resorted to and the girl rallied from the effects of the operation nicely at first, but at two o'clock Monday morning she began sinking. Her mother was with her and her father and sister were telephoned for, but they did not reach the hospital until a few minutes after death had come. Her age was 13 years, 3 months and 7 days.

Violet was baptized by the Rev. Paul J. Deppen on April 23, 1899 and was to have been received into communion with the Trinity Reformed church on Good Friday evening by rite of confirmation.

Her departure came as a severe shock to the entire community in which she had a large host of friends. She was prominently identified with many of the interests of the community, despite her tender years. In the school, the class room, the Sunday school, the church, and her home, she was always busy. She stood in the front rank in scholarship in the eighth grade, played the violin in the Sunbeam orchestra of Trinity Sunday school, was skillful at the piano, and the paintings and sketches wrought by her hand were worthy of the hand of a mature artist. But Violet will be remembered not so much for her activity as for her beautiful personality and Christian character. To know her was to love her. She made friends readily and wrought for herself in every heart a place which was never lost. With an implicit faith and confidence in God, such as is rarely displayed by more mature Christians, Violet endured her sickness, underwent the operation and faced death, and thus crossed through the valley into the sunlight of God's eternal love.

The hearts of her loving father and mother, and her sisters ache and bleed in their bereavement. There will always be a vacant chair, but God has now a new and beautiful flower in His garner. The sympathy and prayers of the entire community is with the bereaved family and relatives in this visitation. We mourn their loss as ours.

The funeral services were held on Wednesday in Trinity Reformed church. Her pastor, Rev. F. S. Fry had charge of the service. His text was Matthew 9:24. Rev. J. M. Williams, Rev. Geo. H. Trinkle and Rev. A. H. Arbaugh assisted in the services. The remains were laid to rest in Fair Haven cemetery.

The great profusion of beautiful floral offerings spoke mutely but eloquently of the loving regard in which Violet was held by her friends, both young and old. The flower bearers were the members of her Sunday school class.

Carson Lester, Paul Smith, Claude Foster, George Knoppenberger, Chester Houser and Earl Fleischhauer acted as pallbearers.

Dearest Violet, thou hast left us,
Here thy loss we deeply feel;
But 'tis God that hath bereft us,
He can all our sorrows heal.

Thou no more will join our number,
Thou no more our songs will know;
For thy earthly work is done
And in heaven, a new begun.

But again we hope to meet you,
When this life of ours is over;
Then with joy in heaven we'll greet you

When no farewell tears are shed.
--The Mulberry Reporter, April 5, 1912
Contributor: Jim Oliver (48463954) •


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