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Show MRS. BRANSFORD. The death of Mrs. Bransford is most sorrowful. sorrow-ful. She was a perfect wife. By her husband's side she looked unblanched upon poverty and hardship and danger; the wilderness and the frontier fron-tier had no terrors for her;, she had enlisted for life and no obstacle could cause her to retreat or relax in the trust she had assumed. She upheld her husband's hands, and smiled up Into his eyes until he forgot the burdens that were heavy upon him. She was a perfect mother. The burdens of maternity, the ceaseless care a little family needs wore all borne with smiles by her; she was one of the most kindly and generous of neighbors; her charities always keeping pace if not anticipating her income. "When fortune frowned she .met the frowns with smiles; when fortune smiled, then, with more solicitude, she searched her own soul to see if she was performing her full duty, and thus, a benediction to those around her, she wore out her life. ' Even when the presence of death was near, and her sufferings were most acute, she turned the same cheerful face to those around her and stood between them and the form of the spectre , that was darkening the room and passed to her final sleep as one who "wraps the drapery of his couch about him and lies down to piewsam dreams," for she was "sustained and soothed by an unfaltering trust." "With ceasless solicitude her daughters, Mrs. Holmes and Mrs. Harris watched over and tried to fight back the inevitable, but it was all in vain. The great suffering that came with her final long illness, in a little way reconciled her friends to her death, through the thought that a painless sleep has come to her, but her children ana friends grieve' exceedingly over her death. She was a light to their homes, ayconstant conl-fort conl-fort to their lives, and now that the light ha"s gone out, they sit in the darkness and call her name in vain. God's peace to the tired woman; God's comfort to those who mourn for her. |