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The Southern Herald (MS)
The Southern Herald (MS)
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Description: Obituary for Little Maggie E. Jones

Date: February 5 1887

Newspaper published in: Liberty, MS

Source: http://chroniclingamerica.loc.gov

Page/Column: Page 3, Column 4

Obituary
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ZION HILL, January 30th, 1887
Dear Herald—The death of little Maggie E. Jones has brought not only sadness but has created a vacancy that will long be felt by her parents in the family circle. The vacant seat at the table and around the fireside, with the little things that she has wrought with her own hands, will long bring up sad memories. The little picture likeness of the sweet little girl will ever keep her memory sweet and fresh. These sweet memories we should cultivate and preserve to increase our joy in the glorious world above. But these little scenes in life will be forgotten in the great things of meeting to part no more. Little Maggie was a bright girl with a sweet disposition. Her mind just opening into great thought in reference to great things. She has been a pupil of Miss Mariah Crawford, at Mr. H. S. Anderson's, for several years, to whom she had endeared herself in strong ties as a good, obedient scholar. When Mr. Anderson died, to whom she was much attached, on the day of his funeral one song that was sung seemed to impress her so that she sang almost constantly until she was taken sick, called, The Home of the Soul. Are these things significant? They certainly do impress us that the good one was preparing her for what was to come--i. e., death. When it became apparent that she was to die, it presented no terrors to her. She said, "Mamma, Mr. Ford can make the coffin for me." Maggie E. Jones, daughter of DeWitt and M. J. Jones, was born June 3rd, 1875, and died January 14th, 1887, making her 12 years, 7 months and 11 days old. Dear parents, grieve not for this sweet little girl, but ever let that sweet song remind you of the home of the soul, and strive to meet her in that beautiful land.
"I will sing you a song of that beautiful land,
The far away home of the soul,
Where no storms ever beat on the glittering strand,
While the years of eternity roll."
W. W. BOLLS.

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