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Catharine Orr Clark

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Catharine Orr Clark

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5 Mar 1864 (aged 26–27)
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Glade Spring, Washington County, Virginia, USA Add to Map
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Article appears in The Abingdon Virginian, Abingdon, Virginia, Friday, 20 May 1864 reads...

Died, of diphtheritis, in this county, on the 5th of March, 1864, at the residence of her father, Miss Catharine Orr, daughter of Robert Clark, aged 26 years. Few ever lived of her age more generally loved and admired for those elements of character rendering. her disposition eminently generous, cheerful and affectionate, and the death of such a one imposes a painful bereavement, not only upon those nearest to her related, but upon all who claimed to be of her acquaintance. Having illustrated an exemplary devotion and consistency of membership in the Presbyterian Church five years previous to. her decease, all who beheld her in that dark and trying hour, could not fail to witness a complete triumph of Christianity over death. After she had suffered from a protracted illness of two months, attended with several intervals of apparent decline in the fatal character of her disease, she was finally apprised of her hopeless condition, without the tone of so appalling a notice, causing her to utter one word of regret or expression of fear. With a coolness of mind rarely discovered under such circumstances, she gave directions as to how her remains should be attired for interment, and even selected the hymns to be sung at the exercises of her funeral ceremonies. Before taking leave of her friends, she admonished all in a lively, christian spirit, to live uprightly and prepare to rejoin her where eternal peace and beatitude constitute the rich reward of the faithful and redeemed.

Dear Kate, all they favorite walks of life miss thee now, as they never missed thee before. We never dreamed before that the absence of thy form - the sweet influence of thy social mood and gentle words and smiles, would ever weigh down our hearts with so much sorrow and loneliness.

We would gladly waft to thy spirit above, invitations to return to earth again; but what are the attractions of earth to thee, compared to the gorgeous scenes and enchanting melodies over pervading and thrilling the angelic throng, while chanting praise to God and the Lamb.

Kate, to see thee again, we must go from earth to heaven, the way so beautifully designated by the charm and lustre of thy chaste and christian example. E.J.G.
Article appears in The Abingdon Virginian, Abingdon, Virginia, Friday, 20 May 1864 reads...

Died, of diphtheritis, in this county, on the 5th of March, 1864, at the residence of her father, Miss Catharine Orr, daughter of Robert Clark, aged 26 years. Few ever lived of her age more generally loved and admired for those elements of character rendering. her disposition eminently generous, cheerful and affectionate, and the death of such a one imposes a painful bereavement, not only upon those nearest to her related, but upon all who claimed to be of her acquaintance. Having illustrated an exemplary devotion and consistency of membership in the Presbyterian Church five years previous to. her decease, all who beheld her in that dark and trying hour, could not fail to witness a complete triumph of Christianity over death. After she had suffered from a protracted illness of two months, attended with several intervals of apparent decline in the fatal character of her disease, she was finally apprised of her hopeless condition, without the tone of so appalling a notice, causing her to utter one word of regret or expression of fear. With a coolness of mind rarely discovered under such circumstances, she gave directions as to how her remains should be attired for interment, and even selected the hymns to be sung at the exercises of her funeral ceremonies. Before taking leave of her friends, she admonished all in a lively, christian spirit, to live uprightly and prepare to rejoin her where eternal peace and beatitude constitute the rich reward of the faithful and redeemed.

Dear Kate, all they favorite walks of life miss thee now, as they never missed thee before. We never dreamed before that the absence of thy form - the sweet influence of thy social mood and gentle words and smiles, would ever weigh down our hearts with so much sorrow and loneliness.

We would gladly waft to thy spirit above, invitations to return to earth again; but what are the attractions of earth to thee, compared to the gorgeous scenes and enchanting melodies over pervading and thrilling the angelic throng, while chanting praise to God and the Lamb.

Kate, to see thee again, we must go from earth to heaven, the way so beautifully designated by the charm and lustre of thy chaste and christian example. E.J.G.

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