The Franklin Democrat, Friday, March 5, 1886, Volume XXVI, Number 36, page 1, column 6
Obituary.
Little Cordie, aged eight months, son of William and Dora Castor [sic], of Marion county, Ind., died Friday, January 29th, after an illness of three weeks with brain fever. Cordie has gone to swell the countless number of "little ones" whom Christ said "suffer to come unto me" though his going has caused an aching void in the hearts of the loving ones at home, and stilled a voice that made home doubly dear, yet, his coming has added a new luster, a new joy, to that land where night and death are forever shut out.
"No night shall be in heaven, no gathering groom,
No bed of death, nor silence of the tomb.
But breezes ever fresh with love and truth
Shall brace the frame with an immortal youth.
Ah! 'Tis sad, 'tis painful, to see our loved ones,
our little ours fade away into immortality, yet 'tis sweet to know that immortality is life,
and that while they are obscured from our v
ision and we are rendered senseless
to their touch, to know that they still live,
for there is no death.
An angel form walks o'er the earth with silent tread;
And bears our best loved things away,
And then we call them dead.
But very near us, though unseen,
The dear, immortal spirits treat;
For all the boundless universe
Is life there is no doubt."
Feb. 22, 1886 - L. T.
[Submitted by Mark McCrady and Cathea Curry]
Obituary.
Little Cordie, aged eight months, son of William and Dora Castor [sic], of Marion county, Ind., died Friday, January 29th, after an illness of three weeks with brain fever. Cordie has gone to swell the countless number of "little ones" whom Christ said "suffer to come unto me" though his going has caused an aching void in the hearts of the loving ones at home, and stilled a voice that made home doubly dear, yet, his coming has added a new luster, a new joy, to that land where night and death are forever shut out.
"No night shall be in heaven, no gathering groom,
No bed of death, nor silence of the tomb.
But breezes ever fresh with love and truth
Shall brace the frame with an immortal youth.
Ah! 'Tis sad, 'tis painful, to see our loved ones,
our little ours fade away into immortality, yet 'tis sweet to know that immortality is life,
and that while they are obscured from our v
ision and we are rendered senseless
to their touch, to know that they still live,
for there is no death.
An angel form walks o'er the earth with silent tread;
And bears our best loved things away,
And then we call them dead.
But very near us, though unseen,
The dear, immortal spirits treat;
For all the boundless universe
Is life there is no doubt."
Feb. 22, 1886 - L. T.
[Submitted by Mark McCrady and Cathea Curry]
The Franklin Democrat, Friday, March 5, 1886, Volume XXVI, Number 36, page 1, column 6
Obituary.
Little Cordie, aged eight months, son of William and Dora Castor [sic], of Marion county, Ind., died Friday, January 29th, after an illness of three weeks with brain fever. Cordie has gone to swell the countless number of "little ones" whom Christ said "suffer to come unto me" though his going has caused an aching void in the hearts of the loving ones at home, and stilled a voice that made home doubly dear, yet, his coming has added a new luster, a new joy, to that land where night and death are forever shut out.
"No night shall be in heaven, no gathering groom,
No bed of death, nor silence of the tomb.
But breezes ever fresh with love and truth
Shall brace the frame with an immortal youth.
Ah! 'Tis sad, 'tis painful, to see our loved ones,
our little ours fade away into immortality, yet 'tis sweet to know that immortality is life,
and that while they are obscured from our v
ision and we are rendered senseless
to their touch, to know that they still live,
for there is no death.
An angel form walks o'er the earth with silent tread;
And bears our best loved things away,
And then we call them dead.
But very near us, though unseen,
The dear, immortal spirits treat;
For all the boundless universe
Is life there is no doubt."
Feb. 22, 1886 - L. T.
[Submitted by Mark McCrady and Cathea Curry]
Obituary.
Little Cordie, aged eight months, son of William and Dora Castor [sic], of Marion county, Ind., died Friday, January 29th, after an illness of three weeks with brain fever. Cordie has gone to swell the countless number of "little ones" whom Christ said "suffer to come unto me" though his going has caused an aching void in the hearts of the loving ones at home, and stilled a voice that made home doubly dear, yet, his coming has added a new luster, a new joy, to that land where night and death are forever shut out.
"No night shall be in heaven, no gathering groom,
No bed of death, nor silence of the tomb.
But breezes ever fresh with love and truth
Shall brace the frame with an immortal youth.
Ah! 'Tis sad, 'tis painful, to see our loved ones,
our little ours fade away into immortality, yet 'tis sweet to know that immortality is life,
and that while they are obscured from our v
ision and we are rendered senseless
to their touch, to know that they still live,
for there is no death.
An angel form walks o'er the earth with silent tread;
And bears our best loved things away,
And then we call them dead.
But very near us, though unseen,
The dear, immortal spirits treat;
For all the boundless universe
Is life there is no doubt."
Feb. 22, 1886 - L. T.
[Submitted by Mark McCrady and Cathea Curry]
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