Died, on Thursday, June 6, at 4 o'clock p.m., Mildred, youngest child of Mr and Mrs Joe S Adams, aged one year and eight months.
The charm which all children possess at this winsome age when each day develops some new attraction, was enhanced in little Mildred's case by her peculiarly lovely face and caressing, sprightly ways; and her sweet presence was as a light which softens while it brightens all that comes near it. When, therefore, after her short suffering, she passed away, and we realized that the uncertain baby steps would be heard no more, that the bird-like baby voice was hushed forever, the home seemed suddenly darkened, and the hearts of the inmates were torn with the agonized sense of the void which Death had made.
Friend after friend comes to offer to the bereaved parents earnest sympathy in this their hour of great sorrow. But even as we say our feeble words of affection and condolence, we remember how vain is all human consolation, how helpless all human friendship, and we commend these sorrowing ones to Him in whose eternal love their precious child is resting forever; and who took upon Himself our infirmities in order that those who mourn should never lack a Comforter.
Asheville Citizen-Times, June 11, 1889, page 4
(submitted by Valerie Roddy Summers #48090336)
The charm which all children possess at this winsome age when each day develops some new attraction, was enhanced in little Mildred's case by her peculiarly lovely face and caressing, sprightly ways; and her sweet presence was as a light which softens while it brightens all that comes near it. When, therefore, after her short suffering, she passed away, and we realized that the uncertain baby steps would be heard no more, that the bird-like baby voice was hushed forever, the home seemed suddenly darkened, and the hearts of the inmates were torn with the agonized sense of the void which Death had made.
Friend after friend comes to offer to the bereaved parents earnest sympathy in this their hour of great sorrow. But even as we say our feeble words of affection and condolence, we remember how vain is all human consolation, how helpless all human friendship, and we commend these sorrowing ones to Him in whose eternal love their precious child is resting forever; and who took upon Himself our infirmities in order that those who mourn should never lack a Comforter.
Asheville Citizen-Times, June 11, 1889, page 4
(submitted by Valerie Roddy Summers #48090336)
Died, on Thursday, June 6, at 4 o'clock p.m., Mildred, youngest child of Mr and Mrs Joe S Adams, aged one year and eight months.
The charm which all children possess at this winsome age when each day develops some new attraction, was enhanced in little Mildred's case by her peculiarly lovely face and caressing, sprightly ways; and her sweet presence was as a light which softens while it brightens all that comes near it. When, therefore, after her short suffering, she passed away, and we realized that the uncertain baby steps would be heard no more, that the bird-like baby voice was hushed forever, the home seemed suddenly darkened, and the hearts of the inmates were torn with the agonized sense of the void which Death had made.
Friend after friend comes to offer to the bereaved parents earnest sympathy in this their hour of great sorrow. But even as we say our feeble words of affection and condolence, we remember how vain is all human consolation, how helpless all human friendship, and we commend these sorrowing ones to Him in whose eternal love their precious child is resting forever; and who took upon Himself our infirmities in order that those who mourn should never lack a Comforter.
Asheville Citizen-Times, June 11, 1889, page 4
(submitted by Valerie Roddy Summers #48090336)
The charm which all children possess at this winsome age when each day develops some new attraction, was enhanced in little Mildred's case by her peculiarly lovely face and caressing, sprightly ways; and her sweet presence was as a light which softens while it brightens all that comes near it. When, therefore, after her short suffering, she passed away, and we realized that the uncertain baby steps would be heard no more, that the bird-like baby voice was hushed forever, the home seemed suddenly darkened, and the hearts of the inmates were torn with the agonized sense of the void which Death had made.
Friend after friend comes to offer to the bereaved parents earnest sympathy in this their hour of great sorrow. But even as we say our feeble words of affection and condolence, we remember how vain is all human consolation, how helpless all human friendship, and we commend these sorrowing ones to Him in whose eternal love their precious child is resting forever; and who took upon Himself our infirmities in order that those who mourn should never lack a Comforter.
Asheville Citizen-Times, June 11, 1889, page 4
(submitted by Valerie Roddy Summers #48090336)
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