THE SHELBY DEMOCRAT
Thursday February 25, 1886
Estie Higgins, was born in Shelby county, Indiana, May 8, 1844, and died February 18, 1886.
She leaves her husband, Martin, and five children to mourn her loss. Three children who have preceded her to the spirit world.
Her remains were interred in St. George's cemetery after a very touching funeral sermon by Rev. Kuhn.
She united with the M.E. Church when quite young, and lived a consistent member of the same until her death, which was a very triumphant one. This only reminds us that the destiny of man is dissolution and the history of material organization is decay. To know our end is the lesson of life, for life in its entire analysis, is but a lesson; its preface the cradle, its finale the grave. The great voice that John heard out of heaven, saying, "There shall be no more death," was not the language of earth, but the unmistakable vernacular of that celestial land above. "Earth to earth, dust to dust, ashes to ashes," is the idiom of earth voiced by the shroud, the coffin, the grave. To that voice we have been listening as it comes to us so often of late.
Her death has caused a blank in the church, the Sabbath School and social circle that cannot be filled. Her vacant pew and chair should be kept sacred to her memory.
It mattered not whether in the kitchen, or parlor, she only had one object in view and that was duty in its broadest sense. It was her only aim in life to do right and make all happy around her. So warm in friendship that her friends were many. Although sensitive in nature, yet she was most appreciated by those with whom she was best acquainted. When she passed away the earth was mantled in white, as if reaching down its white arms to receive her spirit above. He life was irreproachable for, Enoch-like, "she walked with God." Stricken down in the midst of life, her loss will be felt around the family altar as well as in the class-room.
Although she has passed away yet she shall live again; shall live in precept and Christian example, in the many noble deeds, virtues and Christian graces which shall rise from her tomb and kiss the wings of the summer wind as it gently passes o'er her tomb. Peaceful be thy repose. You will live again when the heavenly Father shall wake you to the joys of eternal life. With great satisfaction I review her life, so pure, so gentle, so lovely while in health, so calm and triumphant in death. May her life and character be an example to her friends, and may their end be like hers—triumphant.
Thursday February 25, 1886
Estie Higgins, was born in Shelby county, Indiana, May 8, 1844, and died February 18, 1886.
She leaves her husband, Martin, and five children to mourn her loss. Three children who have preceded her to the spirit world.
Her remains were interred in St. George's cemetery after a very touching funeral sermon by Rev. Kuhn.
She united with the M.E. Church when quite young, and lived a consistent member of the same until her death, which was a very triumphant one. This only reminds us that the destiny of man is dissolution and the history of material organization is decay. To know our end is the lesson of life, for life in its entire analysis, is but a lesson; its preface the cradle, its finale the grave. The great voice that John heard out of heaven, saying, "There shall be no more death," was not the language of earth, but the unmistakable vernacular of that celestial land above. "Earth to earth, dust to dust, ashes to ashes," is the idiom of earth voiced by the shroud, the coffin, the grave. To that voice we have been listening as it comes to us so often of late.
Her death has caused a blank in the church, the Sabbath School and social circle that cannot be filled. Her vacant pew and chair should be kept sacred to her memory.
It mattered not whether in the kitchen, or parlor, she only had one object in view and that was duty in its broadest sense. It was her only aim in life to do right and make all happy around her. So warm in friendship that her friends were many. Although sensitive in nature, yet she was most appreciated by those with whom she was best acquainted. When she passed away the earth was mantled in white, as if reaching down its white arms to receive her spirit above. He life was irreproachable for, Enoch-like, "she walked with God." Stricken down in the midst of life, her loss will be felt around the family altar as well as in the class-room.
Although she has passed away yet she shall live again; shall live in precept and Christian example, in the many noble deeds, virtues and Christian graces which shall rise from her tomb and kiss the wings of the summer wind as it gently passes o'er her tomb. Peaceful be thy repose. You will live again when the heavenly Father shall wake you to the joys of eternal life. With great satisfaction I review her life, so pure, so gentle, so lovely while in health, so calm and triumphant in death. May her life and character be an example to her friends, and may their end be like hers—triumphant.
THE SHELBY DEMOCRAT
Thursday February 25, 1886
Estie Higgins, was born in Shelby county, Indiana, May 8, 1844, and died February 18, 1886.
She leaves her husband, Martin, and five children to mourn her loss. Three children who have preceded her to the spirit world.
Her remains were interred in St. George's cemetery after a very touching funeral sermon by Rev. Kuhn.
She united with the M.E. Church when quite young, and lived a consistent member of the same until her death, which was a very triumphant one. This only reminds us that the destiny of man is dissolution and the history of material organization is decay. To know our end is the lesson of life, for life in its entire analysis, is but a lesson; its preface the cradle, its finale the grave. The great voice that John heard out of heaven, saying, "There shall be no more death," was not the language of earth, but the unmistakable vernacular of that celestial land above. "Earth to earth, dust to dust, ashes to ashes," is the idiom of earth voiced by the shroud, the coffin, the grave. To that voice we have been listening as it comes to us so often of late.
Her death has caused a blank in the church, the Sabbath School and social circle that cannot be filled. Her vacant pew and chair should be kept sacred to her memory.
It mattered not whether in the kitchen, or parlor, she only had one object in view and that was duty in its broadest sense. It was her only aim in life to do right and make all happy around her. So warm in friendship that her friends were many. Although sensitive in nature, yet she was most appreciated by those with whom she was best acquainted. When she passed away the earth was mantled in white, as if reaching down its white arms to receive her spirit above. He life was irreproachable for, Enoch-like, "she walked with God." Stricken down in the midst of life, her loss will be felt around the family altar as well as in the class-room.
Although she has passed away yet she shall live again; shall live in precept and Christian example, in the many noble deeds, virtues and Christian graces which shall rise from her tomb and kiss the wings of the summer wind as it gently passes o'er her tomb. Peaceful be thy repose. You will live again when the heavenly Father shall wake you to the joys of eternal life. With great satisfaction I review her life, so pure, so gentle, so lovely while in health, so calm and triumphant in death. May her life and character be an example to her friends, and may their end be like hers—triumphant.
Thursday February 25, 1886
Estie Higgins, was born in Shelby county, Indiana, May 8, 1844, and died February 18, 1886.
She leaves her husband, Martin, and five children to mourn her loss. Three children who have preceded her to the spirit world.
Her remains were interred in St. George's cemetery after a very touching funeral sermon by Rev. Kuhn.
She united with the M.E. Church when quite young, and lived a consistent member of the same until her death, which was a very triumphant one. This only reminds us that the destiny of man is dissolution and the history of material organization is decay. To know our end is the lesson of life, for life in its entire analysis, is but a lesson; its preface the cradle, its finale the grave. The great voice that John heard out of heaven, saying, "There shall be no more death," was not the language of earth, but the unmistakable vernacular of that celestial land above. "Earth to earth, dust to dust, ashes to ashes," is the idiom of earth voiced by the shroud, the coffin, the grave. To that voice we have been listening as it comes to us so often of late.
Her death has caused a blank in the church, the Sabbath School and social circle that cannot be filled. Her vacant pew and chair should be kept sacred to her memory.
It mattered not whether in the kitchen, or parlor, she only had one object in view and that was duty in its broadest sense. It was her only aim in life to do right and make all happy around her. So warm in friendship that her friends were many. Although sensitive in nature, yet she was most appreciated by those with whom she was best acquainted. When she passed away the earth was mantled in white, as if reaching down its white arms to receive her spirit above. He life was irreproachable for, Enoch-like, "she walked with God." Stricken down in the midst of life, her loss will be felt around the family altar as well as in the class-room.
Although she has passed away yet she shall live again; shall live in precept and Christian example, in the many noble deeds, virtues and Christian graces which shall rise from her tomb and kiss the wings of the summer wind as it gently passes o'er her tomb. Peaceful be thy repose. You will live again when the heavenly Father shall wake you to the joys of eternal life. With great satisfaction I review her life, so pure, so gentle, so lovely while in health, so calm and triumphant in death. May her life and character be an example to her friends, and may their end be like hers—triumphant.
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