JULIAN, Wm. C. (Mrs.) – (d. 1869)
Obituary
Mrs. Wm. C. JULIAN, aged 64 years, departed this life at her residence in this place on the night of the 18th instant, at 8:3 minutes. She was a member of the New School Presbyterian Church, and died in the full triumph of faith. As one of that number who stood by her side and saw the separation from time to eternity, I can not refrain from speaking of her as a devoted Christian, realizing the approach of the King of Terrors with Christian fortitude, as it were exclaiming “Oh! death where is thy sting? Oh! grave where is thy victory?” While faith with its sure “anchor” held her hopes steadily within the “vale.”
On the night of the 17th, she appealed to God to relieve her of her sufferings. As the mother of six children, four of whom she was spared to see grown and ornaments to society – she was an affectionate mother, not confined in her sphere to the happy family circle; but ever ready and willing to aid those whom she thought were suffering for the necessities of life, and as such she was beloved by all who knew her, and will long be remembered by her affectionate husband and children, who will meet her in heaven, by following her footsteps through this mundane sphere. Husband, sons and daughter, death has claimed your affectionate mother, and she has been wafted, by Angels, home to heaven.
It is my dear friends with deep feelings of sympathy, I offer you my heart-felt condolence in your late bereavement. Too true sorrows – dark form that enters the chamber of hearts has not passed yours unnoticed, only let your hearts open to sweet sympathy and compassion; as the “flower remain open to the dew,” excessive grief ’tis said “is the hearts suicide; yes, be comforted and think of her now as a spirit of holiness,” that she has been welcomed within the pearly gates of heaven with songs of seraphic joy, while tears are falling. I can not but weep with you; she is in the midst of the visions of that world, where God wipes all tears away, while our mournful silence is broken with sobs of grief, her ears are drinking the melodies of heaven, and she is beginning to sing that new song no one on earth can sing. — J.M.A.
Loudon, Tenn., Nov. 20, 1869
Source: The Sweetwater enterprise. (Sweetwater, Tenn.), 25 Nov. 1869. Chronicling America: Historic American Newspapers. Lib. of Congress. <http://chroniclingamerica.loc.gov/lccn/sn89058302/1869-11-25/ed-1/seq-2/>