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Margaret Crockett <I>Ingles</I> Wade

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Margaret Crockett Ingles Wade

Birth
Radford City, Virginia, USA
Death
3 Sep 1917 (aged 83)
Christiansburg, Montgomery County, Virginia, USA
Burial
Christiansburg, Montgomery County, Virginia, USA GPS-Latitude: 37.12507, Longitude: -80.40542
Plot
Section A
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From The Presbyterian of the South, Vol. 86, No. 40, dated 17 Oct 1917
MRS. MARGARET WADE

Entered into rest, September 3, 1917, Mrs. Margaret Wade, a beloved mother in Israel. Born at the ancestral home near Radford, Va., Mrs. Wade was crowned with life to the ripe age of eighty-three years. For well beyond a half of a century, that elect lady was a devoted member of the Christiansburg, Va., Presbyterian church, a regular attendant on all the services, and a helper in all the activities of the congregation. The last years were filled with weariness and pain, but "the dews of sorrow were lustered with his love." Prayer was answered and the end of earthly life was full of peace and a sunset without a cloud.

The family circle that survives are her children, Mr. C. I. Wade, Mr. H. M. Wade, Mrs. H. T. Stone, Mrs. Guy F. Ellett, all of Christiansburg, Va.; and Mr. MacWade [sic], of Lynchburg, Va., and Mr. Robert Wade, of Seattle, Wash.; and a goodly number of grandchildren. No mother could have received more tender care. Love for her was as strong as death, and many waters could not quench it.

Serving her generation, Mrs. Wade has greeted her King. A woman of remarkable endowments of body and mind, abundant in her ministries to all in need, she held a large place in the hearts of her children and her friends. Interest in life for her did not wane. She did not lose the savor of past mercies and past pleasures. Grateful memory survived in every hour of darkness and loving kindness made bright the home of her habitation. She was glad to think that there would always be roses, and sunsets, and songs of birds as long as life should last. For her, as for so many of God's children, there was a peculiar clearness and freshness in the air, a peculiar glory in the sunlight ere earthly day faded off into the tearless morning of heaven. "Her children arise up and call her blessed. Give her of the fruit of her hands, and let her own works praise her."

E. E. L.

[Note: E. E. L. is likely the Rev. Edward E. Lane.]
Contributor: Kathy (48327819) • [email protected]
From The Presbyterian of the South, Vol. 86, No. 40, dated 17 Oct 1917
MRS. MARGARET WADE

Entered into rest, September 3, 1917, Mrs. Margaret Wade, a beloved mother in Israel. Born at the ancestral home near Radford, Va., Mrs. Wade was crowned with life to the ripe age of eighty-three years. For well beyond a half of a century, that elect lady was a devoted member of the Christiansburg, Va., Presbyterian church, a regular attendant on all the services, and a helper in all the activities of the congregation. The last years were filled with weariness and pain, but "the dews of sorrow were lustered with his love." Prayer was answered and the end of earthly life was full of peace and a sunset without a cloud.

The family circle that survives are her children, Mr. C. I. Wade, Mr. H. M. Wade, Mrs. H. T. Stone, Mrs. Guy F. Ellett, all of Christiansburg, Va.; and Mr. MacWade [sic], of Lynchburg, Va., and Mr. Robert Wade, of Seattle, Wash.; and a goodly number of grandchildren. No mother could have received more tender care. Love for her was as strong as death, and many waters could not quench it.

Serving her generation, Mrs. Wade has greeted her King. A woman of remarkable endowments of body and mind, abundant in her ministries to all in need, she held a large place in the hearts of her children and her friends. Interest in life for her did not wane. She did not lose the savor of past mercies and past pleasures. Grateful memory survived in every hour of darkness and loving kindness made bright the home of her habitation. She was glad to think that there would always be roses, and sunsets, and songs of birds as long as life should last. For her, as for so many of God's children, there was a peculiar clearness and freshness in the air, a peculiar glory in the sunlight ere earthly day faded off into the tearless morning of heaven. "Her children arise up and call her blessed. Give her of the fruit of her hands, and let her own works praise her."

E. E. L.

[Note: E. E. L. is likely the Rev. Edward E. Lane.]
Contributor: Kathy (48327819) • [email protected]


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