Mrs. Sanders –A Tribute.

Granny Sanders is dead!

No, she is not dead, but she has entered into life. She has at last reached the end of her long, busy, and useful journey through this world and is now resting in peace and happiness in the midst of the redeemed, joining ever in the everlasting anthem of praise to Him who reigns above.

As these time worn saints who were dear to us, drop off, one by one; into rest we often wonder if we are following in their footsteps and, if when we are called away we shall be missed as they are now.

Mrs. Sanders was among the oldest residents of Cartersville, having moved here about the year 1835, soon after her marriage with Mr. E. E. Sanders. She was the daughter of Mr. Felix Franklin, and the sister of Mr. A. M. Franklin, an old and well known citizen of Cartersville who died several months ago.

She was born in Warren county, Georgia, December 1 st, 1816, so at the time of her death, January 7 th, of this year, she had just passed her 79 th birthday. Ever since her removal to Bartow county, about 60 years ago, she had lived in and near Cartersville. She dearly loved our town and county and numbered her friends by the score. Her first years here were spent in happy wedlock, but after a few short years of serene happiness, death visited her home and took away her husband, leaving her with one son and a daughter to battle with the world and its temptations. Sorrowfully she followed him to his last resting place in Oak Hill cemetery; the fourth person to rest in our now well filled burial ground.

Both children grew to manhood and womanhood years. The daughter, Mrs. Slaughter, is still living in Palestine, Texas, where she has been filling the place of teacher for several years; her son a promising young lawyer, was killed in the prime of youth, at the second battle of Manassas.

Granny Sanders was loved by all who knew her and was always a welcome visitor at the homes of her many friends, where in the latter years of her life she spent much of her time. The doors of numerous houses in Cartersville stood ajar to her at all times and she might enter and leave whenever she chose; and many hearts were filled with sorrow when the tidings came from the far west that Granny was no more. Never again would her ready hands and willing heart make glad the fireside of her Georgia loved ones. Never more would her sweet counsels and cheerful nature lessen the duties and lighten the cares of many households in our midst. She is gone, but being dead, she still speaketh through the kindly deeds and sweet unselfish memories she leaves behind her. Her gentle Christian influence will widen and widen with time until time itself be lost in the immeasurable eternity and waft to Jesus’ feet the treasures which her trusting love has won. Goodbye, dear friend, you come no more to us but by and by when a few short years are past we will meet you again, where no partings ever come. Goodbye until we meet again at our dear Savior’s feet.

A Friend.