Father; Wiliiam W. Austin M.D.
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The Weekly Intelligencer, April 04, 1896
Lexington, Mo.
DEATHS
Died, in this city, Thursday, April 2d, 1896, at three o'clock in the morning, at the family residence on South street, Elizabeth Reid Austin, wife of the late John Wm. Waddell.
Mrs. Waddell was the seventh daughter and thirteenth child of Dr. William Wilson Austin, of New London, Virginia, and was born in the ancestral plantation of the Virginia Austins, in Bedford county, April 21st, 1833.
When yet a child she came with her father to Missouri, and grew to womanhood within the new western family home, which was planted in Carroll county. Here on the evening of March 9th, 1859, she became the wife of Mr. John W. Waddell. Rev. Daniel L. Russell performed the ceremony that united for life these two in a marriage destined to be one of unusual happiness--all of which united life has been lived in this community, amongst friends who need no present testimony to say to them that these two were "lovely and pleasant in their lives, and in their death were not long divided."
Turning away from the earth today she leaves behind her four children, Frances, Alice and Elizabeth, and Walter, her one living son, with a group of eight grand-children, John, Edwin, and Sarah Wingate, William Dike, Elizabeth, William and Frances Barton, and baby Walter Edward Smith. Of her father's family four members survive her, Mrs. Frances Austin Arnold, Mrs. Mary Austin Williams, Dr. Peter Austin and Mr. Robert Alexander Austin.
How the changes of this fluctuating thing called life break asunder and widely scatter apart the ties of family which at the start seem so firmly united! Even the last resting places of these are "scattered far and wide by mount and stream and sea."
But this one who today has but just passed exultantly into the, to us, silent land, reached backward in her going long enough to give a last hand clasp to watching ones, and joyously to testify that there is no death to one who goes from earth-life panoplies in the certainties of spiritual faith. Here was a most beautiful, calm, yet triumphant laying aside of the mortal to put on immortality, and as a fitting finish to a life of perfect consecration she leaves as a precious legacy to those who witnessed her departure a new certainly of the incorruptible truth that "there is no death!"
An angel form
Walks o'ver the earth with silent tread;
He bears our loved ones away,
And then we call them dea.
Born into that undying life,
They leave us but come again;
With joy we welcome them--the same
Except in grief and pain.
And ever near us, though, unseen,
The dear immortal spirits tread;
For all the boundless universe
Is life--there are no dead.
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MRS. JOHN W. WADDELL
Mrs. John W. Waddell triumphantly passed away from earth to her heavenly home at 3 o'clock Thursday morning April 2.
In her death we have lost--oh! pen cannot express the loss. We can only feel it as it pierces the core of our hearts; yet we do not grieve for her, only for ourselves. She stood upon the rock. Her faith and trust were sublime, her courage unfaltering. She had meditated much upon the Bible teachings on heaven, and had formed not materialistic but none the less real ideas of her future home, and that which "eye has not seen nor ear heard, neither hath entered into the heart of man," God revealed unto her "by his spirit."--1 Cor., 2:9-10.
Heaven became so familiar and real to her that she thought of it as her future home with real pleasure. God seemed to lead her down to the brink of the river of death and allow her to linger there with her loved ones, now getting visions of that glorious home, now conversing and communing with those on this side, happy, patient, contented, rejoicing in either. It was with rapturous delight that she turned away from us, after having talked to us most beautifully, saying, "I haven't any more time for you now; here is a vision--oh! a beautiful halo of light." And after enjoying the vision, she said to us, "Yes, Jesus is present with me indeed. I shall soon drink of the pure water of life as it flows right from the throne of God." Then remarked to her pastor, "There are twelve gates to that city, but I have no choice in entering them; yet I would love to go in at the one nearest the throne of God." These and very many more words like them did she speak and visions did she see.
Just before the sweet spirit took its flight she sang through the hymn, "Shall we gather at the river?" her children joining in with her. She died with a song gently languishing on her lips. She died as she lived, in the triumphs of faith, in the old patriarchal style, leaving blessings upon the heads of her children and friends. No said ever went more triumphantly from this earth to heaven. Mother, friend, we will meet you bye and bye.
W.I. Cole
Info Provided By: Member # 47526185
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The Weekly Intelligencer, April 04, 1896
Lexington, Mo.
DEATHS
Died, in this city, Thursday, April 2d, 1896, at three o'clock in the morning, at the family residence on South street, Elizabeth Reid Austin, wife of the late John Wm. Waddell.
Mrs. Waddell was the seventh daughter and thirteenth child of Dr. William Wilson Austin, of New London, Virginia, and was born in the ancestral plantation of the Virginia Austins, in Bedford county, April 21st, 1833.
When yet a child she came with her father to Missouri, and grew to womanhood within the new western family home, which was planted in Carroll county. Here on the evening of March 9th, 1859, she became the wife of Mr. John W. Waddell. Rev. Daniel L. Russell performed the ceremony that united for life these two in a marriage destined to be one of unusual happiness--all of which united life has been lived in this community, amongst friends who need no present testimony to say to them that these two were "lovely and pleasant in their lives, and in their death were not long divided."
Turning away from the earth today she leaves behind her four children, Frances, Alice and Elizabeth, and Walter, her one living son, with a group of eight grand-children, John, Edwin, and Sarah Wingate, William Dike, Elizabeth, William and Frances Barton, and baby Walter Edward Smith. Of her father's family four members survive her, Mrs. Frances Austin Arnold, Mrs. Mary Austin Williams, Dr. Peter Austin and Mr. Robert Alexander Austin.
How the changes of this fluctuating thing called life break asunder and widely scatter apart the ties of family which at the start seem so firmly united! Even the last resting places of these are "scattered far and wide by mount and stream and sea."
But this one who today has but just passed exultantly into the, to us, silent land, reached backward in her going long enough to give a last hand clasp to watching ones, and joyously to testify that there is no death to one who goes from earth-life panoplies in the certainties of spiritual faith. Here was a most beautiful, calm, yet triumphant laying aside of the mortal to put on immortality, and as a fitting finish to a life of perfect consecration she leaves as a precious legacy to those who witnessed her departure a new certainly of the incorruptible truth that "there is no death!"
An angel form
Walks o'ver the earth with silent tread;
He bears our loved ones away,
And then we call them dea.
Born into that undying life,
They leave us but come again;
With joy we welcome them--the same
Except in grief and pain.
And ever near us, though, unseen,
The dear immortal spirits tread;
For all the boundless universe
Is life--there are no dead.
++++++++++++
MRS. JOHN W. WADDELL
Mrs. John W. Waddell triumphantly passed away from earth to her heavenly home at 3 o'clock Thursday morning April 2.
In her death we have lost--oh! pen cannot express the loss. We can only feel it as it pierces the core of our hearts; yet we do not grieve for her, only for ourselves. She stood upon the rock. Her faith and trust were sublime, her courage unfaltering. She had meditated much upon the Bible teachings on heaven, and had formed not materialistic but none the less real ideas of her future home, and that which "eye has not seen nor ear heard, neither hath entered into the heart of man," God revealed unto her "by his spirit."--1 Cor., 2:9-10.
Heaven became so familiar and real to her that she thought of it as her future home with real pleasure. God seemed to lead her down to the brink of the river of death and allow her to linger there with her loved ones, now getting visions of that glorious home, now conversing and communing with those on this side, happy, patient, contented, rejoicing in either. It was with rapturous delight that she turned away from us, after having talked to us most beautifully, saying, "I haven't any more time for you now; here is a vision--oh! a beautiful halo of light." And after enjoying the vision, she said to us, "Yes, Jesus is present with me indeed. I shall soon drink of the pure water of life as it flows right from the throne of God." Then remarked to her pastor, "There are twelve gates to that city, but I have no choice in entering them; yet I would love to go in at the one nearest the throne of God." These and very many more words like them did she speak and visions did she see.
Just before the sweet spirit took its flight she sang through the hymn, "Shall we gather at the river?" her children joining in with her. She died with a song gently languishing on her lips. She died as she lived, in the triumphs of faith, in the old patriarchal style, leaving blessings upon the heads of her children and friends. No said ever went more triumphantly from this earth to heaven. Mother, friend, we will meet you bye and bye.
W.I. Cole
Info Provided By: Member # 47526185
Father; Wiliiam W. Austin M.D.
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The Weekly Intelligencer, April 04, 1896
Lexington, Mo.
DEATHS
Died, in this city, Thursday, April 2d, 1896, at three o'clock in the morning, at the family residence on South street, Elizabeth Reid Austin, wife of the late John Wm. Waddell.
Mrs. Waddell was the seventh daughter and thirteenth child of Dr. William Wilson Austin, of New London, Virginia, and was born in the ancestral plantation of the Virginia Austins, in Bedford county, April 21st, 1833.
When yet a child she came with her father to Missouri, and grew to womanhood within the new western family home, which was planted in Carroll county. Here on the evening of March 9th, 1859, she became the wife of Mr. John W. Waddell. Rev. Daniel L. Russell performed the ceremony that united for life these two in a marriage destined to be one of unusual happiness--all of which united life has been lived in this community, amongst friends who need no present testimony to say to them that these two were "lovely and pleasant in their lives, and in their death were not long divided."
Turning away from the earth today she leaves behind her four children, Frances, Alice and Elizabeth, and Walter, her one living son, with a group of eight grand-children, John, Edwin, and Sarah Wingate, William Dike, Elizabeth, William and Frances Barton, and baby Walter Edward Smith. Of her father's family four members survive her, Mrs. Frances Austin Arnold, Mrs. Mary Austin Williams, Dr. Peter Austin and Mr. Robert Alexander Austin.
How the changes of this fluctuating thing called life break asunder and widely scatter apart the ties of family which at the start seem so firmly united! Even the last resting places of these are "scattered far and wide by mount and stream and sea."
But this one who today has but just passed exultantly into the, to us, silent land, reached backward in her going long enough to give a last hand clasp to watching ones, and joyously to testify that there is no death to one who goes from earth-life panoplies in the certainties of spiritual faith. Here was a most beautiful, calm, yet triumphant laying aside of the mortal to put on immortality, and as a fitting finish to a life of perfect consecration she leaves as a precious legacy to those who witnessed her departure a new certainly of the incorruptible truth that "there is no death!"
An angel form
Walks o'ver the earth with silent tread;
He bears our loved ones away,
And then we call them dea.
Born into that undying life,
They leave us but come again;
With joy we welcome them--the same
Except in grief and pain.
And ever near us, though, unseen,
The dear immortal spirits tread;
For all the boundless universe
Is life--there are no dead.
++++++++++++
MRS. JOHN W. WADDELL
Mrs. John W. Waddell triumphantly passed away from earth to her heavenly home at 3 o'clock Thursday morning April 2.
In her death we have lost--oh! pen cannot express the loss. We can only feel it as it pierces the core of our hearts; yet we do not grieve for her, only for ourselves. She stood upon the rock. Her faith and trust were sublime, her courage unfaltering. She had meditated much upon the Bible teachings on heaven, and had formed not materialistic but none the less real ideas of her future home, and that which "eye has not seen nor ear heard, neither hath entered into the heart of man," God revealed unto her "by his spirit."--1 Cor., 2:9-10.
Heaven became so familiar and real to her that she thought of it as her future home with real pleasure. God seemed to lead her down to the brink of the river of death and allow her to linger there with her loved ones, now getting visions of that glorious home, now conversing and communing with those on this side, happy, patient, contented, rejoicing in either. It was with rapturous delight that she turned away from us, after having talked to us most beautifully, saying, "I haven't any more time for you now; here is a vision--oh! a beautiful halo of light." And after enjoying the vision, she said to us, "Yes, Jesus is present with me indeed. I shall soon drink of the pure water of life as it flows right from the throne of God." Then remarked to her pastor, "There are twelve gates to that city, but I have no choice in entering them; yet I would love to go in at the one nearest the throne of God." These and very many more words like them did she speak and visions did she see.
Just before the sweet spirit took its flight she sang through the hymn, "Shall we gather at the river?" her children joining in with her. She died with a song gently languishing on her lips. She died as she lived, in the triumphs of faith, in the old patriarchal style, leaving blessings upon the heads of her children and friends. No said ever went more triumphantly from this earth to heaven. Mother, friend, we will meet you bye and bye.
W.I. Cole
Info Provided By: Member # 47526185
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The Weekly Intelligencer, April 04, 1896
Lexington, Mo.
DEATHS
Died, in this city, Thursday, April 2d, 1896, at three o'clock in the morning, at the family residence on South street, Elizabeth Reid Austin, wife of the late John Wm. Waddell.
Mrs. Waddell was the seventh daughter and thirteenth child of Dr. William Wilson Austin, of New London, Virginia, and was born in the ancestral plantation of the Virginia Austins, in Bedford county, April 21st, 1833.
When yet a child she came with her father to Missouri, and grew to womanhood within the new western family home, which was planted in Carroll county. Here on the evening of March 9th, 1859, she became the wife of Mr. John W. Waddell. Rev. Daniel L. Russell performed the ceremony that united for life these two in a marriage destined to be one of unusual happiness--all of which united life has been lived in this community, amongst friends who need no present testimony to say to them that these two were "lovely and pleasant in their lives, and in their death were not long divided."
Turning away from the earth today she leaves behind her four children, Frances, Alice and Elizabeth, and Walter, her one living son, with a group of eight grand-children, John, Edwin, and Sarah Wingate, William Dike, Elizabeth, William and Frances Barton, and baby Walter Edward Smith. Of her father's family four members survive her, Mrs. Frances Austin Arnold, Mrs. Mary Austin Williams, Dr. Peter Austin and Mr. Robert Alexander Austin.
How the changes of this fluctuating thing called life break asunder and widely scatter apart the ties of family which at the start seem so firmly united! Even the last resting places of these are "scattered far and wide by mount and stream and sea."
But this one who today has but just passed exultantly into the, to us, silent land, reached backward in her going long enough to give a last hand clasp to watching ones, and joyously to testify that there is no death to one who goes from earth-life panoplies in the certainties of spiritual faith. Here was a most beautiful, calm, yet triumphant laying aside of the mortal to put on immortality, and as a fitting finish to a life of perfect consecration she leaves as a precious legacy to those who witnessed her departure a new certainly of the incorruptible truth that "there is no death!"
An angel form
Walks o'ver the earth with silent tread;
He bears our loved ones away,
And then we call them dea.
Born into that undying life,
They leave us but come again;
With joy we welcome them--the same
Except in grief and pain.
And ever near us, though, unseen,
The dear immortal spirits tread;
For all the boundless universe
Is life--there are no dead.
++++++++++++
MRS. JOHN W. WADDELL
Mrs. John W. Waddell triumphantly passed away from earth to her heavenly home at 3 o'clock Thursday morning April 2.
In her death we have lost--oh! pen cannot express the loss. We can only feel it as it pierces the core of our hearts; yet we do not grieve for her, only for ourselves. She stood upon the rock. Her faith and trust were sublime, her courage unfaltering. She had meditated much upon the Bible teachings on heaven, and had formed not materialistic but none the less real ideas of her future home, and that which "eye has not seen nor ear heard, neither hath entered into the heart of man," God revealed unto her "by his spirit."--1 Cor., 2:9-10.
Heaven became so familiar and real to her that she thought of it as her future home with real pleasure. God seemed to lead her down to the brink of the river of death and allow her to linger there with her loved ones, now getting visions of that glorious home, now conversing and communing with those on this side, happy, patient, contented, rejoicing in either. It was with rapturous delight that she turned away from us, after having talked to us most beautifully, saying, "I haven't any more time for you now; here is a vision--oh! a beautiful halo of light." And after enjoying the vision, she said to us, "Yes, Jesus is present with me indeed. I shall soon drink of the pure water of life as it flows right from the throne of God." Then remarked to her pastor, "There are twelve gates to that city, but I have no choice in entering them; yet I would love to go in at the one nearest the throne of God." These and very many more words like them did she speak and visions did she see.
Just before the sweet spirit took its flight she sang through the hymn, "Shall we gather at the river?" her children joining in with her. She died with a song gently languishing on her lips. She died as she lived, in the triumphs of faith, in the old patriarchal style, leaving blessings upon the heads of her children and friends. No said ever went more triumphantly from this earth to heaven. Mother, friend, we will meet you bye and bye.
W.I. Cole
Info Provided By: Member # 47526185
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