Died - at her home in Colfax, Tuesday, April 17, 1888, Metta Harned, aged 14 years, 4 months and 7 days. The short funeral service was held at the residence and the remains were taken to Indianola and interred beside those of her sister. The schools were adjourned and all the pupils attended the funeral and participated in the procession to the station.
Metta was the youngest daughter of Rev. M.R. Harned - now far away in the Old World. She was a child of bright and buoyant disposition. Beloved by her parents, sister, teachers, schoolmates, and all who came within her gentle influence, her existence was a rare, sweet dream till insidious disease marked her for his victim. For months imprisoned in the sick room, as the bloom faded from her cheek, the bright eyes grew hollow, the dimpled fingers pale and thin, she realized too well that the end was near and prayed that her papa might come before it was too late; but it was not to be. Tuesday afternoon when - perhaps - the good ship of the dear father she so longed to see was bearing him o'er the ocean, the frail life-barque of the weary child was sinking from her in the dark river. There is a vacant seat beside a little crepe-trimmed desk whereon repose the tender springtime blossoms placed there by those who loved her so well. The casket which clothed her lifeless form exhaled, with the sweet fragrance of its floral lining, the sweet sorrow of those who mourn - but not without hope.
obituary, Colfax Weekly Clipper, April 21, 1888 page 4
(Rev. M.R. Harned - now far away in the Old World - he was traveling on a supernumary in Europe and the Holy Land).
Indianola Advocate
Word reached Indianola Tuesday evening that Metta, youngest daughter of Rev. M.R. Harned, had died at Colfax that day and that the body would be brought here for burial this evening. It will come on the six o'clock train, and the funeral procession will start immediately from the train.
Contributor: LDA
Metta was the youngest daughter of Rev. M.R. Harned - now far away in the Old World. She was a child of bright and buoyant disposition. Beloved by her parents, sister, teachers, schoolmates, and all who came within her gentle influence, her existence was a rare, sweet dream till insidious disease marked her for his victim. For months imprisoned in the sick room, as the bloom faded from her cheek, the bright eyes grew hollow, the dimpled fingers pale and thin, she realized too well that the end was near and prayed that her papa might come before it was too late; but it was not to be. Tuesday afternoon when - perhaps - the good ship of the dear father she so longed to see was bearing him o'er the ocean, the frail life-barque of the weary child was sinking from her in the dark river. There is a vacant seat beside a little crepe-trimmed desk whereon repose the tender springtime blossoms placed there by those who loved her so well. The casket which clothed her lifeless form exhaled, with the sweet fragrance of its floral lining, the sweet sorrow of those who mourn - but not without hope.
obituary, Colfax Weekly Clipper, April 21, 1888 page 4
(Rev. M.R. Harned - now far away in the Old World - he was traveling on a supernumary in Europe and the Holy Land).
Indianola Advocate
Word reached Indianola Tuesday evening that Metta, youngest daughter of Rev. M.R. Harned, had died at Colfax that day and that the body would be brought here for burial this evening. It will come on the six o'clock train, and the funeral procession will start immediately from the train.
Contributor: LDA
Died - at her home in Colfax, Tuesday, April 17, 1888, Metta Harned, aged 14 years, 4 months and 7 days. The short funeral service was held at the residence and the remains were taken to Indianola and interred beside those of her sister. The schools were adjourned and all the pupils attended the funeral and participated in the procession to the station.
Metta was the youngest daughter of Rev. M.R. Harned - now far away in the Old World. She was a child of bright and buoyant disposition. Beloved by her parents, sister, teachers, schoolmates, and all who came within her gentle influence, her existence was a rare, sweet dream till insidious disease marked her for his victim. For months imprisoned in the sick room, as the bloom faded from her cheek, the bright eyes grew hollow, the dimpled fingers pale and thin, she realized too well that the end was near and prayed that her papa might come before it was too late; but it was not to be. Tuesday afternoon when - perhaps - the good ship of the dear father she so longed to see was bearing him o'er the ocean, the frail life-barque of the weary child was sinking from her in the dark river. There is a vacant seat beside a little crepe-trimmed desk whereon repose the tender springtime blossoms placed there by those who loved her so well. The casket which clothed her lifeless form exhaled, with the sweet fragrance of its floral lining, the sweet sorrow of those who mourn - but not without hope.
obituary, Colfax Weekly Clipper, April 21, 1888 page 4
(Rev. M.R. Harned - now far away in the Old World - he was traveling on a supernumary in Europe and the Holy Land).
Indianola Advocate
Word reached Indianola Tuesday evening that Metta, youngest daughter of Rev. M.R. Harned, had died at Colfax that day and that the body would be brought here for burial this evening. It will come on the six o'clock train, and the funeral procession will start immediately from the train.
Contributor: LDA
Metta was the youngest daughter of Rev. M.R. Harned - now far away in the Old World. She was a child of bright and buoyant disposition. Beloved by her parents, sister, teachers, schoolmates, and all who came within her gentle influence, her existence was a rare, sweet dream till insidious disease marked her for his victim. For months imprisoned in the sick room, as the bloom faded from her cheek, the bright eyes grew hollow, the dimpled fingers pale and thin, she realized too well that the end was near and prayed that her papa might come before it was too late; but it was not to be. Tuesday afternoon when - perhaps - the good ship of the dear father she so longed to see was bearing him o'er the ocean, the frail life-barque of the weary child was sinking from her in the dark river. There is a vacant seat beside a little crepe-trimmed desk whereon repose the tender springtime blossoms placed there by those who loved her so well. The casket which clothed her lifeless form exhaled, with the sweet fragrance of its floral lining, the sweet sorrow of those who mourn - but not without hope.
obituary, Colfax Weekly Clipper, April 21, 1888 page 4
(Rev. M.R. Harned - now far away in the Old World - he was traveling on a supernumary in Europe and the Holy Land).
Indianola Advocate
Word reached Indianola Tuesday evening that Metta, youngest daughter of Rev. M.R. Harned, had died at Colfax that day and that the body would be brought here for burial this evening. It will come on the six o'clock train, and the funeral procession will start immediately from the train.
Contributor: LDA
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