In Memoriam
Kitty Florence (Fleming) Cooke was born in Walsenburg, Colorado, Dec. 24th, 1890. She was married to Wm. H. Cooke Jr., at St. Mary's Chapel, Dallas, Texas, Oct. 30th, 1919, and died in Clarendon, Texas, August 1st, 1920. Such is the brief record of the life of one who was gifted and beloved to an unusual degree. Those of us who have lived here long enough, lovingly recall this dear child from her earliest school days, with her books under her arm and the light of an earnest purpose shining in her eyes. We dwell upon her wonderfully efficient mind and body, on her fine ambition to do and be something above the ordinary. This amibtion [sic] was fulfilled in her short, but useful life; her happy smile, her strong uplifting touch was a joy and inspiration to all with whom she was associated. In every relation of life she brought to bear that spirit of ready and loving service only to be found in those who follow the footsteps of the Blessed Master.
Perhaps no one ever had more adoring parents, a more devoted brother, or a more joyous home life than she, and when not quite a year ago she became a happy bride then indeed life seemed rich and full. But still a richer blessing was in store for her, the sacred crown of Motherhood. Then, and not until then, was her beautiful earthly mission accomplished, and she fell asleep to wake in the Paradise of God.
Of the sorrow of her immediate family we dare not speak, only to voice our tenderest sympathy. But we realize that a shadow has fallen upon our whole community. We look with wistful eyes, trying to picture the beautiful Home where she now dwells in peace and safety. We strive to catch the echoes of her lovely voice which we were wont to hear in the music of Gods sanctuary here on earth. Surely she is still singing sweet songs of praise! Surely she has been given some sweeter employment in the spacious fields of Eternity.
The funeral services were held at St. John Baptist (Episcopal) Church of which she was a loyal and devout communicant. The solemn and impressive service, the singing by the white robed choir, the uplifted cross at the grave, the wealth of flowers sent by loving friends, all gave the sweet message of hope in a joyful resurrection.
"Warm summer sun
Shine kindly here;
Warm southern winds
Blow softly here;
Green sod above
Lie light, lie light,
Goodnight dear heart
Goodnight, goodnight."
--------- A Friend.
(Published in The Clarendon News, New Series, Vol. 31, No. 32, Clarendon, Donley County, Texas, Thursday, August 5, 1920, Page 4)
Kitty Florence (Fleming) Cooke was born in Walsenburg, Colorado, Dec. 24th, 1890. She was married to Wm. H. Cooke Jr., at St. Mary's Chapel, Dallas, Texas, Oct. 30th, 1919, and died in Clarendon, Texas, August 1st, 1920. Such is the brief record of the life of one who was gifted and beloved to an unusual degree. Those of us who have lived here long enough, lovingly recall this dear child from her earliest school days, with her books under her arm and the light of an earnest purpose shining in her eyes. We dwell upon her wonderfully efficient mind and body, on her fine ambition to do and be something above the ordinary. This amibtion [sic] was fulfilled in her short, but useful life; her happy smile, her strong uplifting touch was a joy and inspiration to all with whom she was associated. In every relation of life she brought to bear that spirit of ready and loving service only to be found in those who follow the footsteps of the Blessed Master.
Perhaps no one ever had more adoring parents, a more devoted brother, or a more joyous home life than she, and when not quite a year ago she became a happy bride then indeed life seemed rich and full. But still a richer blessing was in store for her, the sacred crown of Motherhood. Then, and not until then, was her beautiful earthly mission accomplished, and she fell asleep to wake in the Paradise of God.
Of the sorrow of her immediate family we dare not speak, only to voice our tenderest sympathy. But we realize that a shadow has fallen upon our whole community. We look with wistful eyes, trying to picture the beautiful Home where she now dwells in peace and safety. We strive to catch the echoes of her lovely voice which we were wont to hear in the music of Gods sanctuary here on earth. Surely she is still singing sweet songs of praise! Surely she has been given some sweeter employment in the spacious fields of Eternity.
The funeral services were held at St. John Baptist (Episcopal) Church of which she was a loyal and devout communicant. The solemn and impressive service, the singing by the white robed choir, the uplifted cross at the grave, the wealth of flowers sent by loving friends, all gave the sweet message of hope in a joyful resurrection.
"Warm summer sun
Shine kindly here;
Warm southern winds
Blow softly here;
Green sod above
Lie light, lie light,
Goodnight dear heart
Goodnight, goodnight."
--------- A Friend.
(Published in The Clarendon News, New Series, Vol. 31, No. 32, Clarendon, Donley County, Texas, Thursday, August 5, 1920, Page 4)
In Memoriam
Kitty Florence (Fleming) Cooke was born in Walsenburg, Colorado, Dec. 24th, 1890. She was married to Wm. H. Cooke Jr., at St. Mary's Chapel, Dallas, Texas, Oct. 30th, 1919, and died in Clarendon, Texas, August 1st, 1920. Such is the brief record of the life of one who was gifted and beloved to an unusual degree. Those of us who have lived here long enough, lovingly recall this dear child from her earliest school days, with her books under her arm and the light of an earnest purpose shining in her eyes. We dwell upon her wonderfully efficient mind and body, on her fine ambition to do and be something above the ordinary. This amibtion [sic] was fulfilled in her short, but useful life; her happy smile, her strong uplifting touch was a joy and inspiration to all with whom she was associated. In every relation of life she brought to bear that spirit of ready and loving service only to be found in those who follow the footsteps of the Blessed Master.
Perhaps no one ever had more adoring parents, a more devoted brother, or a more joyous home life than she, and when not quite a year ago she became a happy bride then indeed life seemed rich and full. But still a richer blessing was in store for her, the sacred crown of Motherhood. Then, and not until then, was her beautiful earthly mission accomplished, and she fell asleep to wake in the Paradise of God.
Of the sorrow of her immediate family we dare not speak, only to voice our tenderest sympathy. But we realize that a shadow has fallen upon our whole community. We look with wistful eyes, trying to picture the beautiful Home where she now dwells in peace and safety. We strive to catch the echoes of her lovely voice which we were wont to hear in the music of Gods sanctuary here on earth. Surely she is still singing sweet songs of praise! Surely she has been given some sweeter employment in the spacious fields of Eternity.
The funeral services were held at St. John Baptist (Episcopal) Church of which she was a loyal and devout communicant. The solemn and impressive service, the singing by the white robed choir, the uplifted cross at the grave, the wealth of flowers sent by loving friends, all gave the sweet message of hope in a joyful resurrection.
"Warm summer sun
Shine kindly here;
Warm southern winds
Blow softly here;
Green sod above
Lie light, lie light,
Goodnight dear heart
Goodnight, goodnight."
--------- A Friend.
(Published in The Clarendon News, New Series, Vol. 31, No. 32, Clarendon, Donley County, Texas, Thursday, August 5, 1920, Page 4)
Kitty Florence (Fleming) Cooke was born in Walsenburg, Colorado, Dec. 24th, 1890. She was married to Wm. H. Cooke Jr., at St. Mary's Chapel, Dallas, Texas, Oct. 30th, 1919, and died in Clarendon, Texas, August 1st, 1920. Such is the brief record of the life of one who was gifted and beloved to an unusual degree. Those of us who have lived here long enough, lovingly recall this dear child from her earliest school days, with her books under her arm and the light of an earnest purpose shining in her eyes. We dwell upon her wonderfully efficient mind and body, on her fine ambition to do and be something above the ordinary. This amibtion [sic] was fulfilled in her short, but useful life; her happy smile, her strong uplifting touch was a joy and inspiration to all with whom she was associated. In every relation of life she brought to bear that spirit of ready and loving service only to be found in those who follow the footsteps of the Blessed Master.
Perhaps no one ever had more adoring parents, a more devoted brother, or a more joyous home life than she, and when not quite a year ago she became a happy bride then indeed life seemed rich and full. But still a richer blessing was in store for her, the sacred crown of Motherhood. Then, and not until then, was her beautiful earthly mission accomplished, and she fell asleep to wake in the Paradise of God.
Of the sorrow of her immediate family we dare not speak, only to voice our tenderest sympathy. But we realize that a shadow has fallen upon our whole community. We look with wistful eyes, trying to picture the beautiful Home where she now dwells in peace and safety. We strive to catch the echoes of her lovely voice which we were wont to hear in the music of Gods sanctuary here on earth. Surely she is still singing sweet songs of praise! Surely she has been given some sweeter employment in the spacious fields of Eternity.
The funeral services were held at St. John Baptist (Episcopal) Church of which she was a loyal and devout communicant. The solemn and impressive service, the singing by the white robed choir, the uplifted cross at the grave, the wealth of flowers sent by loving friends, all gave the sweet message of hope in a joyful resurrection.
"Warm summer sun
Shine kindly here;
Warm southern winds
Blow softly here;
Green sod above
Lie light, lie light,
Goodnight dear heart
Goodnight, goodnight."
--------- A Friend.
(Published in The Clarendon News, New Series, Vol. 31, No. 32, Clarendon, Donley County, Texas, Thursday, August 5, 1920, Page 4)
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