Died near Kingston, Ga., Aug. 20th, 1885, Mrs. Sallie Etheridge, wife of Prof. H. C. Etheridge. She was an affectionate wife and devoted mother and as a natural sequence to give her up was an ordeal of the most trying character. Little did they think when she was taken sick that so soon they must lay her in her grave. But alas,
“There is no vision here of hearts
That finds not here an end.”
How mysterious are the ways of Providence to our finite comprehensions, but
“Blind unbelief is sure to err
And scan His work in vain.
God is his own interpreter
And he will make it plain.”
He will lead her through the valley o’er the river safely home. Yes, home where no more sorrows and sufferings will ever come –where the splendors of heaven will ravish forever her immortal sight, where she can join in the heavenly anthems that will roll like melodized thunder through the corridors of glory – no broken accents there, one diapason roll on forever. Then, weeping husband and children cease your tears. “It is well with her,” while you sorrow here she rejoices in the throng of the redeemed, basking in the smiles of her enthroned Redeemer. She was taken for some wise purpose, may be to wean your affections from earth and allure you to heaven. Then look up, and kiss the rod of affection remembering that he doth not willingly inflict “wounds only to heal,” that she may be first to meet you on the banks of eternal deliverance, there all tears will be wiped away, parting will be unknown.
Minnie Lee Arnold.