OBITUARY published in Sonoma Democrat (Santa Rosa, Cal.), 13 January 1872, Page 5:
DIED. At Mark West, January 3,1872, Francis Malina, daughter of James H. and Frances E. Laughlin, aged 14 years and 6 days.
She, pure and upright, just blooming into womanhood, obeyed the bidding of her God, "Come to me." She was sick only a week; confined to her bed only one day; apparently in very little pain; and when her white feet reached the dark river, she folded her hands, closed her eyes, and passed gently over. She loved the Sabbath School, was fond of learning verses in the Bible, and her sweet voice was often heard singing her favorite hymns as she went about the house. She was a favorite with all who knew her. She leaves fond parents, brothers, sisters, relatives and young associates to mourn her loss. Her conduct in school was so exemplary that her teachers never had cause to reprove. When she raised her hand at night to receive her credit, it was readily given. Like a pure sweet lily, she has passed away, but her influence, which was on the side of right, will long be felt. The storms of earth will never more affect her, and we feel that "our loss is her gain."
She an angel is in heaven,
Never more from God to part.
She had in her school diary the following lines, apparently written to give her class-master:
At morning dawn, at even tide,
When happy thoughts shall come to thee,
And sweetest visions round thee glide,
Oh, then, dear friend, remember me.
* * *
And now farewell, my friend most dear,
The parting hour approaches near,
In vain I would my feelings tell,
I think of nothing but farewell.
Her last work was preparing for the Christmas tree a banner representing the fruits of the Spirit, by passages of Scripture, with lines of poetry to correspond with the same.
DIED. At Mark West, January 3,1872, Francis Malina, daughter of James H. and Frances E. Laughlin, aged 14 years and 6 days.
She, pure and upright, just blooming into womanhood, obeyed the bidding of her God, "Come to me." She was sick only a week; confined to her bed only one day; apparently in very little pain; and when her white feet reached the dark river, she folded her hands, closed her eyes, and passed gently over. She loved the Sabbath School, was fond of learning verses in the Bible, and her sweet voice was often heard singing her favorite hymns as she went about the house. She was a favorite with all who knew her. She leaves fond parents, brothers, sisters, relatives and young associates to mourn her loss. Her conduct in school was so exemplary that her teachers never had cause to reprove. When she raised her hand at night to receive her credit, it was readily given. Like a pure sweet lily, she has passed away, but her influence, which was on the side of right, will long be felt. The storms of earth will never more affect her, and we feel that "our loss is her gain."
She an angel is in heaven,
Never more from God to part.
She had in her school diary the following lines, apparently written to give her class-master:
At morning dawn, at even tide,
When happy thoughts shall come to thee,
And sweetest visions round thee glide,
Oh, then, dear friend, remember me.
* * *
And now farewell, my friend most dear,
The parting hour approaches near,
In vain I would my feelings tell,
I think of nothing but farewell.
Her last work was preparing for the Christmas tree a banner representing the fruits of the Spirit, by passages of Scripture, with lines of poetry to correspond with the same.
OBITUARY published in Sonoma Democrat (Santa Rosa, Cal.), 13 January 1872, Page 5:
DIED. At Mark West, January 3,1872, Francis Malina, daughter of James H. and Frances E. Laughlin, aged 14 years and 6 days.
She, pure and upright, just blooming into womanhood, obeyed the bidding of her God, "Come to me." She was sick only a week; confined to her bed only one day; apparently in very little pain; and when her white feet reached the dark river, she folded her hands, closed her eyes, and passed gently over. She loved the Sabbath School, was fond of learning verses in the Bible, and her sweet voice was often heard singing her favorite hymns as she went about the house. She was a favorite with all who knew her. She leaves fond parents, brothers, sisters, relatives and young associates to mourn her loss. Her conduct in school was so exemplary that her teachers never had cause to reprove. When she raised her hand at night to receive her credit, it was readily given. Like a pure sweet lily, she has passed away, but her influence, which was on the side of right, will long be felt. The storms of earth will never more affect her, and we feel that "our loss is her gain."
She an angel is in heaven,
Never more from God to part.
She had in her school diary the following lines, apparently written to give her class-master:
At morning dawn, at even tide,
When happy thoughts shall come to thee,
And sweetest visions round thee glide,
Oh, then, dear friend, remember me.
* * *
And now farewell, my friend most dear,
The parting hour approaches near,
In vain I would my feelings tell,
I think of nothing but farewell.
Her last work was preparing for the Christmas tree a banner representing the fruits of the Spirit, by passages of Scripture, with lines of poetry to correspond with the same.
DIED. At Mark West, January 3,1872, Francis Malina, daughter of James H. and Frances E. Laughlin, aged 14 years and 6 days.
She, pure and upright, just blooming into womanhood, obeyed the bidding of her God, "Come to me." She was sick only a week; confined to her bed only one day; apparently in very little pain; and when her white feet reached the dark river, she folded her hands, closed her eyes, and passed gently over. She loved the Sabbath School, was fond of learning verses in the Bible, and her sweet voice was often heard singing her favorite hymns as she went about the house. She was a favorite with all who knew her. She leaves fond parents, brothers, sisters, relatives and young associates to mourn her loss. Her conduct in school was so exemplary that her teachers never had cause to reprove. When she raised her hand at night to receive her credit, it was readily given. Like a pure sweet lily, she has passed away, but her influence, which was on the side of right, will long be felt. The storms of earth will never more affect her, and we feel that "our loss is her gain."
She an angel is in heaven,
Never more from God to part.
She had in her school diary the following lines, apparently written to give her class-master:
At morning dawn, at even tide,
When happy thoughts shall come to thee,
And sweetest visions round thee glide,
Oh, then, dear friend, remember me.
* * *
And now farewell, my friend most dear,
The parting hour approaches near,
In vain I would my feelings tell,
I think of nothing but farewell.
Her last work was preparing for the Christmas tree a banner representing the fruits of the Spirit, by passages of Scripture, with lines of poetry to correspond with the same.
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Dau of James Henry Laughlin and Frances Elizabeth Briggs.
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