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 - I ! Tribute to Mrs. E. W, Watson. Editor The...
I ! Tribute to Mrs. E. W, Watson. Editor The Index: Sir; There is a new made grave iu old' Cedar Spring church yard. Sometime ago loving hands laid to. reit there the mortal remains of Mri Emma E Watson, wife of J adge E W Watson, along tide her darling little bahea, who never knew her down here in this rale of teara, bat they met and recognized her as the entered the abode of the Lord, and" welcomed her to her beautiful and everlasting borne. - Other Irienda hare paid just and -beautiful tribute to her worth and it remain! for one, who knew her better and loved her more perhaps than anyone, outside her near relatives and deVoted husband and son, to add hia feeble tribute and humble testimony to what basal ready been said abont her. I was a itranger and ahe took me in; I was thirsty and she gave me drink; sick and she ministered to my necessities, and oared for me aa only a mother could do for her invalid ion. A mother may forget her suckling child and fail to have compassion on the son or her womb, but as long as this feeble heart continues to throb there will always be a warm place there for my departed friend and . adopted mother. , Last summer, while at Glenn Spring, when I was trying to recuperate my health, her honored husband met me there, and seeing my feeble condition, insisted that I come to his home, and remain until I re-gained my health. I accepted, his kind invitation, antl as loner s I remained under his hospitable roof, I was made welcome and treated by him and his noble wife, as parents would treat their invalid son. ' 7 IS rs Watson needs no marble ahaft to perpetuate her memory, for she has left a good name that is - mora lasting than marble and more encoring than brass. ' t In all the relations of life, ai wife, mother and friend, she bad few equals and no superior. Her name . was an ointment7 poured forth, a house-hold wordin the community'"" in which .she lived. None. knew leT.ltit'to lore her, and none knew her.-bttt to praise. It ia hard to say farewell, but the best of friends must part, but I hope to meet her again in that house not -made with hands, where there will be no invalids to nurse and care for. and when the inhabitants never say, l am sick: till then, my good f nend. farewell. May the same kind Father who comforted Mary and Martha mourning their dead, support, comfort . and sustain the bereaved huaband nd tbe Sincere prayer of this nena ana sympathizer. Jno F Wideman.

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  1. The Evening Index,
  2. 19 Mar 1903, Thu,
  3. Page 1

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