Age 25 years.
Original interment on November 15, 1882 at Oak Hill Cemetery in the District of Columbia.
Remains later removed to Rock Creek Cemetery on April 11, 1912
On October 25, 1881 as Edith Shanklin Harlan, she married Frank Linus Child at the New York Avenue Presbyterian Church at Washington, District of Columbia.
A little over a year later her funeral was held in the same church.
Their daughter, Edith Harlan Child, was born in August 1882. She married Erastus Corning in 1906 in the District of Columbia.
On the 1930 Census for Manhattan, New York, her marital status is listed as Divorced.
The Evansville Courier and Press
Wednesday, November 29, 1882
The Funeral Services Over the Daughter of Associate Judge Harlan
It was a lovely autumnal day when the last offices of love and respect were paid to Mrs. Edith Harlan Child. Her parents and husband arrived Tuesday evening with her remains and the funeral took place the next day. There were a great many floral tributes in the church and on the casket. On a stand in the church was an arch of white tea roses with the name Edith in violets and gates ajar of flowers. This was placed in the church by the teachers of the Bethany Mission School. The organ played a solemn dirge as the procession entered the church, all present rising and standing until the casket was placed in front of the chancel.
The procession was headed by all the justices of the Supreme Court, ex Justice Strong, Solicitor Phillips, General Sherman and Mr. George Bancroft. Then came the casket, borne by her two young brothers, who were bowed with grief and four young gentlemen who, a year ago acted as ushers at her wedding. Close behind the casket was her husband, haggard and disheveled with grief; a gentleman friend walked with him and was ready to give support if needed. Justice and Mrs. Harlan walked behind the husband and their grief appeared to be overflowing, yet silent. There were the young sisters and brothers and other relatives, who made up the mourners and the sympathy of all present was manifested by silent grief. There was a pathos which approached sublimity in the reverence and respect shown by young and old for this pure young life, which had been cut short just as she was entering upon those graver duties for which her exalted character as a girl had prepared her. The Rev. Dr. Bartlett, who, a few months ago left Indianapolis, to accept a call to the New York Avenue Church, preached the funeral sermon. His text was from Psalms. David in his prayer sayst: That our daughters may be as corner stones, polished after the similitude of a palace. The text appeared to be well adapted to describe the beauty and strength of character of the subject of the discourse that is was not a difficult task for the preacher to be eloquent and impressive. Everyone who knew Mrs. Child acknowledged the justice of the portraiture and the high testimony of her usefulness and the beauty of her life and character. She was laid away that beautiful afternoon in Oak Hill Cemetery, where the roses are blooming in all the luxuriance of summer and the forest trees are brilliant in gold and red and russet colors. She sleeps well and if we could only penetrate the great unknown were would doubtless find her enjoying that rest which belongs to the people of God. Judge Harlan's friends fear that this great affliction will overcome him and that it will be a long time before he recovers from the shock.
Edith left her infant daughter [Edith Harlan Child], three months old, as a precious legacy to her mother, who will find comfort in caring for the little one.
Cenotaph here
Original interment on November 15, 1882 at Oak Hill Cemetery in the District of Columbia.
Remains later removed to Rock Creek Cemetery on April 11, 1912
On October 25, 1881 as Edith Shanklin Harlan, she married Frank Linus Child at the New York Avenue Presbyterian Church at Washington, District of Columbia.
A little over a year later her funeral was held in the same church.
Their daughter, Edith Harlan Child, was born in August 1882. She married Erastus Corning in 1906 in the District of Columbia.
On the 1930 Census for Manhattan, New York, her marital status is listed as Divorced.
The Evansville Courier and Press
Wednesday, November 29, 1882
The Funeral Services Over the Daughter of Associate Judge Harlan
It was a lovely autumnal day when the last offices of love and respect were paid to Mrs. Edith Harlan Child. Her parents and husband arrived Tuesday evening with her remains and the funeral took place the next day. There were a great many floral tributes in the church and on the casket. On a stand in the church was an arch of white tea roses with the name Edith in violets and gates ajar of flowers. This was placed in the church by the teachers of the Bethany Mission School. The organ played a solemn dirge as the procession entered the church, all present rising and standing until the casket was placed in front of the chancel.
The procession was headed by all the justices of the Supreme Court, ex Justice Strong, Solicitor Phillips, General Sherman and Mr. George Bancroft. Then came the casket, borne by her two young brothers, who were bowed with grief and four young gentlemen who, a year ago acted as ushers at her wedding. Close behind the casket was her husband, haggard and disheveled with grief; a gentleman friend walked with him and was ready to give support if needed. Justice and Mrs. Harlan walked behind the husband and their grief appeared to be overflowing, yet silent. There were the young sisters and brothers and other relatives, who made up the mourners and the sympathy of all present was manifested by silent grief. There was a pathos which approached sublimity in the reverence and respect shown by young and old for this pure young life, which had been cut short just as she was entering upon those graver duties for which her exalted character as a girl had prepared her. The Rev. Dr. Bartlett, who, a few months ago left Indianapolis, to accept a call to the New York Avenue Church, preached the funeral sermon. His text was from Psalms. David in his prayer sayst: That our daughters may be as corner stones, polished after the similitude of a palace. The text appeared to be well adapted to describe the beauty and strength of character of the subject of the discourse that is was not a difficult task for the preacher to be eloquent and impressive. Everyone who knew Mrs. Child acknowledged the justice of the portraiture and the high testimony of her usefulness and the beauty of her life and character. She was laid away that beautiful afternoon in Oak Hill Cemetery, where the roses are blooming in all the luxuriance of summer and the forest trees are brilliant in gold and red and russet colors. She sleeps well and if we could only penetrate the great unknown were would doubtless find her enjoying that rest which belongs to the people of God. Judge Harlan's friends fear that this great affliction will overcome him and that it will be a long time before he recovers from the shock.
Edith left her infant daughter [Edith Harlan Child], three months old, as a precious legacy to her mother, who will find comfort in caring for the little one.
Cenotaph here
Age 25 years.
Original interment on November 15, 1882 at Oak Hill Cemetery in the District of Columbia.
Remains later removed to Rock Creek Cemetery on April 11, 1912
On October 25, 1881 as Edith Shanklin Harlan, she married Frank Linus Child at the New York Avenue Presbyterian Church at Washington, District of Columbia.
A little over a year later her funeral was held in the same church.
Their daughter, Edith Harlan Child, was born in August 1882. She married Erastus Corning in 1906 in the District of Columbia.
On the 1930 Census for Manhattan, New York, her marital status is listed as Divorced.
The Evansville Courier and Press
Wednesday, November 29, 1882
The Funeral Services Over the Daughter of Associate Judge Harlan
It was a lovely autumnal day when the last offices of love and respect were paid to Mrs. Edith Harlan Child. Her parents and husband arrived Tuesday evening with her remains and the funeral took place the next day. There were a great many floral tributes in the church and on the casket. On a stand in the church was an arch of white tea roses with the name Edith in violets and gates ajar of flowers. This was placed in the church by the teachers of the Bethany Mission School. The organ played a solemn dirge as the procession entered the church, all present rising and standing until the casket was placed in front of the chancel.
The procession was headed by all the justices of the Supreme Court, ex Justice Strong, Solicitor Phillips, General Sherman and Mr. George Bancroft. Then came the casket, borne by her two young brothers, who were bowed with grief and four young gentlemen who, a year ago acted as ushers at her wedding. Close behind the casket was her husband, haggard and disheveled with grief; a gentleman friend walked with him and was ready to give support if needed. Justice and Mrs. Harlan walked behind the husband and their grief appeared to be overflowing, yet silent. There were the young sisters and brothers and other relatives, who made up the mourners and the sympathy of all present was manifested by silent grief. There was a pathos which approached sublimity in the reverence and respect shown by young and old for this pure young life, which had been cut short just as she was entering upon those graver duties for which her exalted character as a girl had prepared her. The Rev. Dr. Bartlett, who, a few months ago left Indianapolis, to accept a call to the New York Avenue Church, preached the funeral sermon. His text was from Psalms. David in his prayer sayst: That our daughters may be as corner stones, polished after the similitude of a palace. The text appeared to be well adapted to describe the beauty and strength of character of the subject of the discourse that is was not a difficult task for the preacher to be eloquent and impressive. Everyone who knew Mrs. Child acknowledged the justice of the portraiture and the high testimony of her usefulness and the beauty of her life and character. She was laid away that beautiful afternoon in Oak Hill Cemetery, where the roses are blooming in all the luxuriance of summer and the forest trees are brilliant in gold and red and russet colors. She sleeps well and if we could only penetrate the great unknown were would doubtless find her enjoying that rest which belongs to the people of God. Judge Harlan's friends fear that this great affliction will overcome him and that it will be a long time before he recovers from the shock.
Edith left her infant daughter [Edith Harlan Child], three months old, as a precious legacy to her mother, who will find comfort in caring for the little one.
Cenotaph here
Original interment on November 15, 1882 at Oak Hill Cemetery in the District of Columbia.
Remains later removed to Rock Creek Cemetery on April 11, 1912
On October 25, 1881 as Edith Shanklin Harlan, she married Frank Linus Child at the New York Avenue Presbyterian Church at Washington, District of Columbia.
A little over a year later her funeral was held in the same church.
Their daughter, Edith Harlan Child, was born in August 1882. She married Erastus Corning in 1906 in the District of Columbia.
On the 1930 Census for Manhattan, New York, her marital status is listed as Divorced.
The Evansville Courier and Press
Wednesday, November 29, 1882
The Funeral Services Over the Daughter of Associate Judge Harlan
It was a lovely autumnal day when the last offices of love and respect were paid to Mrs. Edith Harlan Child. Her parents and husband arrived Tuesday evening with her remains and the funeral took place the next day. There were a great many floral tributes in the church and on the casket. On a stand in the church was an arch of white tea roses with the name Edith in violets and gates ajar of flowers. This was placed in the church by the teachers of the Bethany Mission School. The organ played a solemn dirge as the procession entered the church, all present rising and standing until the casket was placed in front of the chancel.
The procession was headed by all the justices of the Supreme Court, ex Justice Strong, Solicitor Phillips, General Sherman and Mr. George Bancroft. Then came the casket, borne by her two young brothers, who were bowed with grief and four young gentlemen who, a year ago acted as ushers at her wedding. Close behind the casket was her husband, haggard and disheveled with grief; a gentleman friend walked with him and was ready to give support if needed. Justice and Mrs. Harlan walked behind the husband and their grief appeared to be overflowing, yet silent. There were the young sisters and brothers and other relatives, who made up the mourners and the sympathy of all present was manifested by silent grief. There was a pathos which approached sublimity in the reverence and respect shown by young and old for this pure young life, which had been cut short just as she was entering upon those graver duties for which her exalted character as a girl had prepared her. The Rev. Dr. Bartlett, who, a few months ago left Indianapolis, to accept a call to the New York Avenue Church, preached the funeral sermon. His text was from Psalms. David in his prayer sayst: That our daughters may be as corner stones, polished after the similitude of a palace. The text appeared to be well adapted to describe the beauty and strength of character of the subject of the discourse that is was not a difficult task for the preacher to be eloquent and impressive. Everyone who knew Mrs. Child acknowledged the justice of the portraiture and the high testimony of her usefulness and the beauty of her life and character. She was laid away that beautiful afternoon in Oak Hill Cemetery, where the roses are blooming in all the luxuriance of summer and the forest trees are brilliant in gold and red and russet colors. She sleeps well and if we could only penetrate the great unknown were would doubtless find her enjoying that rest which belongs to the people of God. Judge Harlan's friends fear that this great affliction will overcome him and that it will be a long time before he recovers from the shock.
Edith left her infant daughter [Edith Harlan Child], three months old, as a precious legacy to her mother, who will find comfort in caring for the little one.
Cenotaph here
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