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Show MRS. A. L. THOMAS. No finer character than hers was ever known here; no truer woman ever gave benedictions to these streets. In her life she had many sorrows and heartbreaking heart-breaking cares, but she bore her burdens smilingly and faced every duty with an abiding faith that God was watching and that she would not be forsaken. Devoted to duty she had no petty envies; that other women were more blessed by fortune never awakened a repining word from her; her home was an altar before which she stood the sanctified priestess around whom her j y family gathered and looked up to her as the divine stay of the home. Year after year she toiled with a patience that was beautiful, with a faith in the right that was an inspiration to all who knew her. That now, just when the storms had seemed to be all spent and the promise seemed true that for her a serene evening for her life was to finally merge softly into a night that would be filled with stars, to be called now, is most pitiable. The manner man-ner of her death adds to the unspeakable sorrow. Duty has been her watchword always, and in devotion de-votion to that duty she met with the accident which culminated in her death. All will give their full sympathy to her hus- f band and children, but the warmest words of affection af-fection and pity will seem cold to them, for as they sit in their grief, they are but thinking of the , beautiful light that has been put out and they are comfortless, for their loss is irreparable. God rest the soul of the woman who suffered so much and never complained, God's peace upon the stricken family. |