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Gladys May Robinson

Birth
Boone County, Missouri, USA
Death
11 Jan 1908 (aged 4)
Boone County, Missouri, USA
Burial
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I am pretty sure she is at Lick Fork. John T. & Parthina were living northeast of Lick Fork.

Sturgeon Missouri Leader newspaper
Sturgeon, Boone, MO
Thur Jan 30 1908
Deaths-Gladys May, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. J. T. Robinson, died January 11, 1908, at the age of 4 years, 3 months and 12 days. Saturday evening as the sun was setting, little Gladys May Robinson passed from her earthly home and was borne to the great White Throne to the arms of him who has said "Suffer little children to come unto me." At first we cannot understand the mysterious providence that has so suddenly bereft us. While we realize that words are inadequate to convey consolation in a time like this, we would say, father, mother, your dear daughter has not gone to a country where she will meet the frowns of an unfriendly world, but where the smiles of God and the angels will bathe her weary soul forever. Weep not for her, dear father, mother, brother and sister. We fancy if we could see her as she sits at the right hand of the Divine Master, our heart would be made to rejoice in the realization of that blessed assurance and that to be absent from the body is to be present with the Lord. We are reminded of the fact that though she cannot return to us, we have the blessed privilege of so living that some day we may enjoy with her at the bliss of heaven's eternal joy.
I am pretty sure she is at Lick Fork. John T. & Parthina were living northeast of Lick Fork.

Sturgeon Missouri Leader newspaper
Sturgeon, Boone, MO
Thur Jan 30 1908
Deaths-Gladys May, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. J. T. Robinson, died January 11, 1908, at the age of 4 years, 3 months and 12 days. Saturday evening as the sun was setting, little Gladys May Robinson passed from her earthly home and was borne to the great White Throne to the arms of him who has said "Suffer little children to come unto me." At first we cannot understand the mysterious providence that has so suddenly bereft us. While we realize that words are inadequate to convey consolation in a time like this, we would say, father, mother, your dear daughter has not gone to a country where she will meet the frowns of an unfriendly world, but where the smiles of God and the angels will bathe her weary soul forever. Weep not for her, dear father, mother, brother and sister. We fancy if we could see her as she sits at the right hand of the Divine Master, our heart would be made to rejoice in the realization of that blessed assurance and that to be absent from the body is to be present with the Lord. We are reminded of the fact that though she cannot return to us, we have the blessed privilege of so living that some day we may enjoy with her at the bliss of heaven's eternal joy.


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