Tribute to a late Carrie Paige3 Feb 1881 , Painesville, Lake, Ohio
GONE FROM EARTH
TRIBUTE TO THE LATE CARRIE ADAMS PAIGE
Akron Beacon
Carrie Adams Paige, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Charles D. Adams of Painesville, Ohio and wife of Albert T. Paige departed this life, in Akron, Sunday January 23, 1881, having just passed the 28th year of her age. She was born in Painesville, Lake County, Ohio. September 24, 1852 and with exception of the years she resided in Akron, and two years residence in England, her life was spent in her native place. She was married May 16, 1875, and the same year became a memeber of the Episcipal church. She was born in the family homestead, married there and Wednesday of this week the solem "order for the burial of the dead" will be read over her remains in the same hollowed place.
December 23, 1880, while engaged in preparations for a Christmas family reunion, she was taken sick, and such was force and rapidity of the attack, that on the following Thursday she fully convinced that her hour had come, set her house in order, adjusted and directed in detail the relations and surroundings that touched her and hern, and after all was done resigned herself, willingly and peacefully into the deposing hand of God. And though since that hour, in intervals of painfull and wasting disease, there have been times in which her friends had hopes of convelesence, she never yielded to the thought, but was fully persuaded that she must yield her young life to the angel who,
"with inverted tourch doth stand, to lead us with a gentle hand, into the land of the great departed"
Yesterday afternoon services were held at her late home, conducted by the Rev.R.L. Ganter, after which the sorrowful privilege of taking a last look at the face of the dead was given her friends, the casket was closed and today the remains were taken home.
We do not tread with unhollowed steps the threshold of the house of mourning, but simply desire to lay this humble wreath of remembrence on a new-made grave. She is gone with the orange blossoms unfaded on her brow, still touched "by the finger of mourn" and all the reasonably concieved plans of young womanhood and motherhood incomplete. It is hard to bid farewell to our dear ones, but doubly hard when they leave us in life's early morning. When the apostle recounts the beautiful story of the precious box of ointment broke at the saviors feet, we are simply told, with fervent force, how its costly sweetness filled the place. So when we come to think of this precious life, just broken at out feet-garrulous as bruised love is-out utmost fondness can find no words to bid each other see how the sweetness fills the place.
Of a bright sunny disposition, she was cheerful and light-hearted, and all who came in contact with her felt more or less this stimulus of social intercourse. At home she was love's priestess, abroad her kindly face made her life like a legend. As a tender wife, devoted mother, loving daughter and faithful sister she leaves behind an intense cloud in which we stand folded, half in grief and half in joy. Weeping for ourselves, we smile for her, for we are persuaded that she passed beyond such bitter things as grief and tears, and reached in joy unspeakable God's utmost mercy-Heaven.
GONE FROM EARTH
TRIBUTE TO THE LATE CARRIE ADAMS PAIGE
Akron Beacon
Carrie Adams Paige, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Charles D. Adams of Painesville, Ohio and wife of Albert T. Paige departed this life, in Akron, Sunday January 23, 1881, having just passed the 28th year of her age. She was born in Painesville, Lake County, Ohio. September 24, 1852 and with exception of the years she resided in Akron, and two years residence in England, her life was spent in her native place. She was married May 16, 1875, and the same year became a memeber of the Episcipal church. She was born in the family homestead, married there and Wednesday of this week the solem "order for the burial of the dead" will be read over her remains in the same hollowed place.
December 23, 1880, while engaged in preparations for a Christmas family reunion, she was taken sick, and such was force and rapidity of the attack, that on the following Thursday she fully convinced that her hour had come, set her house in order, adjusted and directed in detail the relations and surroundings that touched her and hern, and after all was done resigned herself, willingly and peacefully into the deposing hand of God. And though since that hour, in intervals of painfull and wasting disease, there have been times in which her friends had hopes of convelesence, she never yielded to the thought, but was fully persuaded that she must yield her young life to the angel who,
"with inverted tourch doth stand, to lead us with a gentle hand, into the land of the great departed"
Yesterday afternoon services were held at her late home, conducted by the Rev.R.L. Ganter, after which the sorrowful privilege of taking a last look at the face of the dead was given her friends, the casket was closed and today the remains were taken home.
We do not tread with unhollowed steps the threshold of the house of mourning, but simply desire to lay this humble wreath of remembrence on a new-made grave. She is gone with the orange blossoms unfaded on her brow, still touched "by the finger of mourn" and all the reasonably concieved plans of young womanhood and motherhood incomplete. It is hard to bid farewell to our dear ones, but doubly hard when they leave us in life's early morning. When the apostle recounts the beautiful story of the precious box of ointment broke at the saviors feet, we are simply told, with fervent force, how its costly sweetness filled the place. So when we come to think of this precious life, just broken at out feet-garrulous as bruised love is-out utmost fondness can find no words to bid each other see how the sweetness fills the place.
Of a bright sunny disposition, she was cheerful and light-hearted, and all who came in contact with her felt more or less this stimulus of social intercourse. At home she was love's priestess, abroad her kindly face made her life like a legend. As a tender wife, devoted mother, loving daughter and faithful sister she leaves behind an intense cloud in which we stand folded, half in grief and half in joy. Weeping for ourselves, we smile for her, for we are persuaded that she passed beyond such bitter things as grief and tears, and reached in joy unspeakable God's utmost mercy-Heaven.
Tribute to a late Carrie Paige3 Feb 1881 , Painesville, Lake, Ohio
GONE FROM EARTH
TRIBUTE TO THE LATE CARRIE ADAMS PAIGE
Akron Beacon
Carrie Adams Paige, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Charles D. Adams of Painesville, Ohio and wife of Albert T. Paige departed this life, in Akron, Sunday January 23, 1881, having just passed the 28th year of her age. She was born in Painesville, Lake County, Ohio. September 24, 1852 and with exception of the years she resided in Akron, and two years residence in England, her life was spent in her native place. She was married May 16, 1875, and the same year became a memeber of the Episcipal church. She was born in the family homestead, married there and Wednesday of this week the solem "order for the burial of the dead" will be read over her remains in the same hollowed place.
December 23, 1880, while engaged in preparations for a Christmas family reunion, she was taken sick, and such was force and rapidity of the attack, that on the following Thursday she fully convinced that her hour had come, set her house in order, adjusted and directed in detail the relations and surroundings that touched her and hern, and after all was done resigned herself, willingly and peacefully into the deposing hand of God. And though since that hour, in intervals of painfull and wasting disease, there have been times in which her friends had hopes of convelesence, she never yielded to the thought, but was fully persuaded that she must yield her young life to the angel who,
"with inverted tourch doth stand, to lead us with a gentle hand, into the land of the great departed"
Yesterday afternoon services were held at her late home, conducted by the Rev.R.L. Ganter, after which the sorrowful privilege of taking a last look at the face of the dead was given her friends, the casket was closed and today the remains were taken home.
We do not tread with unhollowed steps the threshold of the house of mourning, but simply desire to lay this humble wreath of remembrence on a new-made grave. She is gone with the orange blossoms unfaded on her brow, still touched "by the finger of mourn" and all the reasonably concieved plans of young womanhood and motherhood incomplete. It is hard to bid farewell to our dear ones, but doubly hard when they leave us in life's early morning. When the apostle recounts the beautiful story of the precious box of ointment broke at the saviors feet, we are simply told, with fervent force, how its costly sweetness filled the place. So when we come to think of this precious life, just broken at out feet-garrulous as bruised love is-out utmost fondness can find no words to bid each other see how the sweetness fills the place.
Of a bright sunny disposition, she was cheerful and light-hearted, and all who came in contact with her felt more or less this stimulus of social intercourse. At home she was love's priestess, abroad her kindly face made her life like a legend. As a tender wife, devoted mother, loving daughter and faithful sister she leaves behind an intense cloud in which we stand folded, half in grief and half in joy. Weeping for ourselves, we smile for her, for we are persuaded that she passed beyond such bitter things as grief and tears, and reached in joy unspeakable God's utmost mercy-Heaven.
GONE FROM EARTH
TRIBUTE TO THE LATE CARRIE ADAMS PAIGE
Akron Beacon
Carrie Adams Paige, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Charles D. Adams of Painesville, Ohio and wife of Albert T. Paige departed this life, in Akron, Sunday January 23, 1881, having just passed the 28th year of her age. She was born in Painesville, Lake County, Ohio. September 24, 1852 and with exception of the years she resided in Akron, and two years residence in England, her life was spent in her native place. She was married May 16, 1875, and the same year became a memeber of the Episcipal church. She was born in the family homestead, married there and Wednesday of this week the solem "order for the burial of the dead" will be read over her remains in the same hollowed place.
December 23, 1880, while engaged in preparations for a Christmas family reunion, she was taken sick, and such was force and rapidity of the attack, that on the following Thursday she fully convinced that her hour had come, set her house in order, adjusted and directed in detail the relations and surroundings that touched her and hern, and after all was done resigned herself, willingly and peacefully into the deposing hand of God. And though since that hour, in intervals of painfull and wasting disease, there have been times in which her friends had hopes of convelesence, she never yielded to the thought, but was fully persuaded that she must yield her young life to the angel who,
"with inverted tourch doth stand, to lead us with a gentle hand, into the land of the great departed"
Yesterday afternoon services were held at her late home, conducted by the Rev.R.L. Ganter, after which the sorrowful privilege of taking a last look at the face of the dead was given her friends, the casket was closed and today the remains were taken home.
We do not tread with unhollowed steps the threshold of the house of mourning, but simply desire to lay this humble wreath of remembrence on a new-made grave. She is gone with the orange blossoms unfaded on her brow, still touched "by the finger of mourn" and all the reasonably concieved plans of young womanhood and motherhood incomplete. It is hard to bid farewell to our dear ones, but doubly hard when they leave us in life's early morning. When the apostle recounts the beautiful story of the precious box of ointment broke at the saviors feet, we are simply told, with fervent force, how its costly sweetness filled the place. So when we come to think of this precious life, just broken at out feet-garrulous as bruised love is-out utmost fondness can find no words to bid each other see how the sweetness fills the place.
Of a bright sunny disposition, she was cheerful and light-hearted, and all who came in contact with her felt more or less this stimulus of social intercourse. At home she was love's priestess, abroad her kindly face made her life like a legend. As a tender wife, devoted mother, loving daughter and faithful sister she leaves behind an intense cloud in which we stand folded, half in grief and half in joy. Weeping for ourselves, we smile for her, for we are persuaded that she passed beyond such bitter things as grief and tears, and reached in joy unspeakable God's utmost mercy-Heaven.
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