August 13, 1898
Clara, Eldest Daughter of Mr. And Mrs. T.W. Boone, Suddenly Expires
Last Sunday, 7th inst., at 1:30 o'clock p.m., all that was earthly of Clara Boone, eldest daughter of Mr. And Mrs. T.W. Boone of this city, quietly passed behind the portals which guard the entrance to that mysterious hereafter. Death ruthlessly entered the confines of a happy fireside and tore from its sacred precincts one of its most beautiful and lovely inmates. The Arch-Destroyer has fastened his cold and relentless grip and the beautiful girl, just developing into noble womanhood, has been stricken down and gone forth to solve the mysteries of that great unknown. To her the storms and calms, the struggles and disappointments of this life is no more. Her fair, young spirit has divined the mystery of human existence and her untimely death leaves behind the greatest sorrow the living ever knew. God, in His wisdom, has thought best to call her home, and who shall doubt his infinite mercy and judgment. When the eyelids of our beloved ones close in death, hope springs into us and a something whispers, "this is not all: the end is not yet," and fancy pictures a glorious meeting where there is naught but truth and happiness, and misery and disappointment have no place. The heart bleeds at parting, and in our grief we cry out against the decree, but in the shadow of our deepest sorrows a ray of sunlight penetrates from out the gathered clouds and illuminates a pleasing vision of future life and eternity. To the father and mother and brothers and sisters may come a rebel thought, but who shall question the divine grace and judgment of "Him who knoweth all." His laws are universal and unvarying, and are alike to all, and we can only bow our heads in meek submission and exclaim, "Thy will be done."

The fair and beautiful girl was just ripening into lovely womanhood, and life was given up just as she began to take up its serious responsibilities. Clara was a most estimable girl and by her charm of manner and sympathetic disposition had endeared herself to all with whom she met. Our sympathy goes out to the father and mother, brothers and sisters in their great affliction, but their consolation can only be found in that blessed hope which whispers of immortality.

The funeral occured [sic] Tuesday at 2 o'clock from the Presbyterian church and the remains were followed to their final resting place by the stricken relatives and a large concourse of friends. Rev. W.J. Boone conducted the services.



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