{"id":2154,"date":"2018-04-14T16:55:57","date_gmt":"2018-04-14T21:55:57","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/tngenweb.org\/hardeman\/?p=2154"},"modified":"2019-01-07T09:47:09","modified_gmt":"2019-01-07T15:47:09","slug":"clark-mary-louise-25-apr-1887","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/tngenweb.org\/hardeman\/clark-mary-louise-25-apr-1887\/","title":{"rendered":"CLARK, Mary Louise (25 Apr 1887)"},"content":{"rendered":"

Obituary Mary Louise Clark<\/strong><\/p>\n

At Covington on Monday, the 25th<\/sup> instant in the tenth year of her age Mary Louise<\/strong>, daughter of J. C. and Luta P. Clark.<\/strong><\/p>\n

When those who are full of years, overcome with weakness or disease, pass away, it seems to us meet and proper that having borne life\u2019s burdens to them rest should come. But when those who are yet in \u201clife\u2019s morning march\u201d grow weary and are laid away to rest, the first impulse is to think of it as to them a great loss. Reflection will teach us that theirs\u2019s is the happier lot, and this happier lot has fallen to the gentle little girl we called Louise. The tender grace of childhood was still unsullied and fresh \u2013 the trust that knew no doubt of another\u2019s truth had not given way to suspicion of fear, and the love for all human kind which shone in her eyes and was expressed in gentle actions and words had not suffered the pangs of betrayal nor neglect. Nurtured in a home where love reigned supreme, life was full of joy \u2013 every sound was music, every touch a caress. She had never known the torture of skepticism and wild unrest; her soul melted with tenderness at the story of Calvary and she felt all trust in Him who there for us all yielded up his life. Can there be a doubt that hers is the fairer lot?<\/p>\n

When those we love are drifting away from us in death we strive and cry; in despair we stretch after them our empty arms. The outstretched hand cannot bring back the beloved form, but in it is placed the hand of Him who we call our Master, drawing us nearer to Him and nearer to those He has taken to Himself. We call over and over the names of those whom death has taken away. The mute lips make no response, but in accents of divine tenderness we hear the Master saying, \u201cSuffer little children to come unto me.\u201d Louise\u2019s perfect openness of disposition and her tender ways showed the lovely child and gave promise of a noble womanhood. Wherever she went the smiles that beamed on her showed the presence of a gentle, loving spirit which for only a short while blessed this world and is now finding its perfect companionship in the fairer world beyond.<\/p>\n

(b: 4 Oct 1877, d: 25 Apr 1887)<\/em><\/p>\n

\u00a0<\/em>Source: original newspaper clipping in scrapbook created by Ada Clark Stroup of Saulsbury<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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