The Lexington Advertiser
Lexington, Miss
22 Jan 1915, Friday
Tribute to One Much Loved
Died, in Lexington, Miss., at the hour of 3:30 a.m. on January 2, 1915, Miss Bettie Alexander, aged 21, beloved daughter of Mike Alexander and Mollie Roach, and granddaughter of our venerable citizen, J.M. Roach.
Hardly the New Year bells ceased their joyful ringing when the funeral bells toiled sorrowfully for the last sad rites over the mortal part of "Little Bettie," as she was tenderly designated by the Revered Mr. Gillespie, pastor and friend, who conducted the funeral services. On Sunday morning at 10 o'clock the white casket, ladened with lovely white carnation flowers and feathery fern, was reverently borne to the grave in the Odd Fellows Cemetery, where our beloved Bettie's mortal form will soon mingle with the dust awaiting the glad tidings of the Resurrection Morn.
May we who loved her, write in the Christian hope of meeting again "over there" in the beautiful home prepared for all those redeemed by our Blessed Lord, purified from all defilement of earthly sin. We can well believe that our lamented loved Bettie is at rest and in peace in Heaven, after her peaceful and tranquil passing away, after a period of long suffering; for almost more than one year she has been an invalid, bearing up under the cross of pain with Christian fortitude. Only a little while before the final dissolution she was asked if anything hurt her, the quiet answer was: "My back hurst a little, but don't tell Mama.' Her sweet, unselfish disposition endeared her to the entire community, and we can truthfully say she was the idol of her home and the friends of everyone in Lexington. Although her health had been very poor for such a long period, there was always hope for its betterment, and none who loved her even realized that the shadow of Death hovered so near; a trip to New Orleans was planned for the month of January, the news of her death arriving as a distinct shock to her waiting cousins, Mr. and Mrs. Harvey Gaines, whose heartfelt sympathies are united with the dear bereaved ones in her saddened home. The sorrowing parents are sustained in these dark hours of grief by their sole daughter, Rosa, whoever seemed like a twin-sister with Bettie, always dressed alike and always together, sharing life's joys and sorrows alike; their sisterly devotion was remarkably beautiful.
"The place that knew her once, will know her now no more," the sweetest memories of her brief existence will ever more linger in the hearts of those who loved her well.
Besides her mother and father and her only sister, there are many close relatives left to mourn her, namely: Mr. J.M. Roach, her grandfather; Messrs. Harvey, Sam, William and Jim Roach; Misses Sallie and Kate Roach and Mrs. Irene Harvey; the paternal relatives are the uncles, Bony and Jim Alexander; and two aunts, Mattie and Alice Alexander.
At peace with all the world, as she had lived so did Bettie Alexander die, with a sweet smile upon her face; it is our loss, but it is her gain, she will feel mortal pain no more, and we mourn as Christian hearts do with the hope of being one day reunited.
"How small a part of time they share, That are so wondrous sweet and fair."
Contributor: Mary Ann Janous (50032043)
Lexington, Miss
22 Jan 1915, Friday
Tribute to One Much Loved
Died, in Lexington, Miss., at the hour of 3:30 a.m. on January 2, 1915, Miss Bettie Alexander, aged 21, beloved daughter of Mike Alexander and Mollie Roach, and granddaughter of our venerable citizen, J.M. Roach.
Hardly the New Year bells ceased their joyful ringing when the funeral bells toiled sorrowfully for the last sad rites over the mortal part of "Little Bettie," as she was tenderly designated by the Revered Mr. Gillespie, pastor and friend, who conducted the funeral services. On Sunday morning at 10 o'clock the white casket, ladened with lovely white carnation flowers and feathery fern, was reverently borne to the grave in the Odd Fellows Cemetery, where our beloved Bettie's mortal form will soon mingle with the dust awaiting the glad tidings of the Resurrection Morn.
May we who loved her, write in the Christian hope of meeting again "over there" in the beautiful home prepared for all those redeemed by our Blessed Lord, purified from all defilement of earthly sin. We can well believe that our lamented loved Bettie is at rest and in peace in Heaven, after her peaceful and tranquil passing away, after a period of long suffering; for almost more than one year she has been an invalid, bearing up under the cross of pain with Christian fortitude. Only a little while before the final dissolution she was asked if anything hurt her, the quiet answer was: "My back hurst a little, but don't tell Mama.' Her sweet, unselfish disposition endeared her to the entire community, and we can truthfully say she was the idol of her home and the friends of everyone in Lexington. Although her health had been very poor for such a long period, there was always hope for its betterment, and none who loved her even realized that the shadow of Death hovered so near; a trip to New Orleans was planned for the month of January, the news of her death arriving as a distinct shock to her waiting cousins, Mr. and Mrs. Harvey Gaines, whose heartfelt sympathies are united with the dear bereaved ones in her saddened home. The sorrowing parents are sustained in these dark hours of grief by their sole daughter, Rosa, whoever seemed like a twin-sister with Bettie, always dressed alike and always together, sharing life's joys and sorrows alike; their sisterly devotion was remarkably beautiful.
"The place that knew her once, will know her now no more," the sweetest memories of her brief existence will ever more linger in the hearts of those who loved her well.
Besides her mother and father and her only sister, there are many close relatives left to mourn her, namely: Mr. J.M. Roach, her grandfather; Messrs. Harvey, Sam, William and Jim Roach; Misses Sallie and Kate Roach and Mrs. Irene Harvey; the paternal relatives are the uncles, Bony and Jim Alexander; and two aunts, Mattie and Alice Alexander.
At peace with all the world, as she had lived so did Bettie Alexander die, with a sweet smile upon her face; it is our loss, but it is her gain, she will feel mortal pain no more, and we mourn as Christian hearts do with the hope of being one day reunited.
"How small a part of time they share, That are so wondrous sweet and fair."
Contributor: Mary Ann Janous (50032043)
The Lexington Advertiser
Lexington, Miss
22 Jan 1915, Friday
Tribute to One Much Loved
Died, in Lexington, Miss., at the hour of 3:30 a.m. on January 2, 1915, Miss Bettie Alexander, aged 21, beloved daughter of Mike Alexander and Mollie Roach, and granddaughter of our venerable citizen, J.M. Roach.
Hardly the New Year bells ceased their joyful ringing when the funeral bells toiled sorrowfully for the last sad rites over the mortal part of "Little Bettie," as she was tenderly designated by the Revered Mr. Gillespie, pastor and friend, who conducted the funeral services. On Sunday morning at 10 o'clock the white casket, ladened with lovely white carnation flowers and feathery fern, was reverently borne to the grave in the Odd Fellows Cemetery, where our beloved Bettie's mortal form will soon mingle with the dust awaiting the glad tidings of the Resurrection Morn.
May we who loved her, write in the Christian hope of meeting again "over there" in the beautiful home prepared for all those redeemed by our Blessed Lord, purified from all defilement of earthly sin. We can well believe that our lamented loved Bettie is at rest and in peace in Heaven, after her peaceful and tranquil passing away, after a period of long suffering; for almost more than one year she has been an invalid, bearing up under the cross of pain with Christian fortitude. Only a little while before the final dissolution she was asked if anything hurt her, the quiet answer was: "My back hurst a little, but don't tell Mama.' Her sweet, unselfish disposition endeared her to the entire community, and we can truthfully say she was the idol of her home and the friends of everyone in Lexington. Although her health had been very poor for such a long period, there was always hope for its betterment, and none who loved her even realized that the shadow of Death hovered so near; a trip to New Orleans was planned for the month of January, the news of her death arriving as a distinct shock to her waiting cousins, Mr. and Mrs. Harvey Gaines, whose heartfelt sympathies are united with the dear bereaved ones in her saddened home. The sorrowing parents are sustained in these dark hours of grief by their sole daughter, Rosa, whoever seemed like a twin-sister with Bettie, always dressed alike and always together, sharing life's joys and sorrows alike; their sisterly devotion was remarkably beautiful.
"The place that knew her once, will know her now no more," the sweetest memories of her brief existence will ever more linger in the hearts of those who loved her well.
Besides her mother and father and her only sister, there are many close relatives left to mourn her, namely: Mr. J.M. Roach, her grandfather; Messrs. Harvey, Sam, William and Jim Roach; Misses Sallie and Kate Roach and Mrs. Irene Harvey; the paternal relatives are the uncles, Bony and Jim Alexander; and two aunts, Mattie and Alice Alexander.
At peace with all the world, as she had lived so did Bettie Alexander die, with a sweet smile upon her face; it is our loss, but it is her gain, she will feel mortal pain no more, and we mourn as Christian hearts do with the hope of being one day reunited.
"How small a part of time they share, That are so wondrous sweet and fair."
Contributor: Mary Ann Janous (50032043)
Lexington, Miss
22 Jan 1915, Friday
Tribute to One Much Loved
Died, in Lexington, Miss., at the hour of 3:30 a.m. on January 2, 1915, Miss Bettie Alexander, aged 21, beloved daughter of Mike Alexander and Mollie Roach, and granddaughter of our venerable citizen, J.M. Roach.
Hardly the New Year bells ceased their joyful ringing when the funeral bells toiled sorrowfully for the last sad rites over the mortal part of "Little Bettie," as she was tenderly designated by the Revered Mr. Gillespie, pastor and friend, who conducted the funeral services. On Sunday morning at 10 o'clock the white casket, ladened with lovely white carnation flowers and feathery fern, was reverently borne to the grave in the Odd Fellows Cemetery, where our beloved Bettie's mortal form will soon mingle with the dust awaiting the glad tidings of the Resurrection Morn.
May we who loved her, write in the Christian hope of meeting again "over there" in the beautiful home prepared for all those redeemed by our Blessed Lord, purified from all defilement of earthly sin. We can well believe that our lamented loved Bettie is at rest and in peace in Heaven, after her peaceful and tranquil passing away, after a period of long suffering; for almost more than one year she has been an invalid, bearing up under the cross of pain with Christian fortitude. Only a little while before the final dissolution she was asked if anything hurt her, the quiet answer was: "My back hurst a little, but don't tell Mama.' Her sweet, unselfish disposition endeared her to the entire community, and we can truthfully say she was the idol of her home and the friends of everyone in Lexington. Although her health had been very poor for such a long period, there was always hope for its betterment, and none who loved her even realized that the shadow of Death hovered so near; a trip to New Orleans was planned for the month of January, the news of her death arriving as a distinct shock to her waiting cousins, Mr. and Mrs. Harvey Gaines, whose heartfelt sympathies are united with the dear bereaved ones in her saddened home. The sorrowing parents are sustained in these dark hours of grief by their sole daughter, Rosa, whoever seemed like a twin-sister with Bettie, always dressed alike and always together, sharing life's joys and sorrows alike; their sisterly devotion was remarkably beautiful.
"The place that knew her once, will know her now no more," the sweetest memories of her brief existence will ever more linger in the hearts of those who loved her well.
Besides her mother and father and her only sister, there are many close relatives left to mourn her, namely: Mr. J.M. Roach, her grandfather; Messrs. Harvey, Sam, William and Jim Roach; Misses Sallie and Kate Roach and Mrs. Irene Harvey; the paternal relatives are the uncles, Bony and Jim Alexander; and two aunts, Mattie and Alice Alexander.
At peace with all the world, as she had lived so did Bettie Alexander die, with a sweet smile upon her face; it is our loss, but it is her gain, she will feel mortal pain no more, and we mourn as Christian hearts do with the hope of being one day reunited.
"How small a part of time they share, That are so wondrous sweet and fair."
Contributor: Mary Ann Janous (50032043)
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