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Agnes Roberta Blackwell

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Agnes Roberta Blackwell

Birth
Durhamville, Lauderdale County, Tennessee, USA
Death
3 May 1910 (aged 24)
Durhamville, Lauderdale County, Tennessee, USA
Burial
Durhamville, Lauderdale County, Tennessee, USA Add to Map
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Tennessee Death Certificate # 52305

Report Made By: T. J. Blackwell
Name: Agnes Blackwell
Date of Death: 02 May 1910
Age: 23 Years
Married or Single: Single
Place of Death:
1st District, Lauderdale Co., TN
Cause of Death: Pleurisy
Place of Birth:
1st District, Lauderdale Co., TN
Occupation: School Teacher
Physician: Lusk and Walker
Date Recorded: 28 Jul 1910
County Court Clerk: Lee B. Archer

Obit:

This lovely young girl died Monday night, May 3rd., after a lingering illness of several months.

Tuesday afternoon she was put away in a lonely tomb in the Baptist cemetery to await the resurrection of the just in the last day. Rev. R.W. Newsome, pastor of the Methodist church of which she was a member, conducted the last rites.

She was yet in the beautiful spring morning of life when she went away and when she was put in the grave. The little mound was covered with spring floweres. It was a sad death. Many borken hearts stood around her grave. Her death was sad because she was just entering upon the years of young womanhood, and then she was so much loved.

Life to her was just in its blossom. It stretched out before her young vision as a beautiful sunny plain over which not one cloud cast a shadow. It was at that season of life when time seemed to stand with outstretched arms inviting her to live on and never die.

Yet in the very act of obeying the call, the light went out and she went quietly to sleep in the dark. There was no longer ears to hear the call or feet to walk in the way. Her youth and her beauty she put aside to take up again in the infinite morning of somewhere.

She professed faith in Christ when a mere girl and joined the Methodist church at Durhamville - and to the christian, there can be no death. To all the faithful in past death has been only the gateway through which we pass to infinite fields of peace and pleasure. It had no sting for them - it had none for her.

But with all this there has always been a mystery that surrounds death. It has been a mystery to man because of finite knowledge. It has been clear to Jesus Christ because of knowledge that is infinite. But in the language of the old, old song, "We will understand it bye and bye." For the present it is enough to know that she has gone from us never to be seen again after the common order of the flesh. After many years, time will heal the deep wound and bind up the broken hearts of the loved ones at home, but while this is being done Jesus can speak peace to troubled hearts as He did to the troubled waters of Galilee.

God's blessings upon the home thus left to mourn! She will be missed as a teacher in the school room, in the society of her native village, in the church of her choice, but after all it is in the vacant home that the blow will fall heaviest! Upon that scene we will not draw the curtain. They know her better than we and loved her more than all else. Jesus alone can help them to understand, and we commend them to Him.

It is well enough that she has trusted Him while she lived here and will be no stranger in His presence over there.

Art thou weary, art thou languid,
Art thou sore distressed?
Come to me, said one, and coming,
Be at rest.
Finding, following, keeping struggling
Is He sure to bless?
Tennessee Death Certificate # 52305

Report Made By: T. J. Blackwell
Name: Agnes Blackwell
Date of Death: 02 May 1910
Age: 23 Years
Married or Single: Single
Place of Death:
1st District, Lauderdale Co., TN
Cause of Death: Pleurisy
Place of Birth:
1st District, Lauderdale Co., TN
Occupation: School Teacher
Physician: Lusk and Walker
Date Recorded: 28 Jul 1910
County Court Clerk: Lee B. Archer

Obit:

This lovely young girl died Monday night, May 3rd., after a lingering illness of several months.

Tuesday afternoon she was put away in a lonely tomb in the Baptist cemetery to await the resurrection of the just in the last day. Rev. R.W. Newsome, pastor of the Methodist church of which she was a member, conducted the last rites.

She was yet in the beautiful spring morning of life when she went away and when she was put in the grave. The little mound was covered with spring floweres. It was a sad death. Many borken hearts stood around her grave. Her death was sad because she was just entering upon the years of young womanhood, and then she was so much loved.

Life to her was just in its blossom. It stretched out before her young vision as a beautiful sunny plain over which not one cloud cast a shadow. It was at that season of life when time seemed to stand with outstretched arms inviting her to live on and never die.

Yet in the very act of obeying the call, the light went out and she went quietly to sleep in the dark. There was no longer ears to hear the call or feet to walk in the way. Her youth and her beauty she put aside to take up again in the infinite morning of somewhere.

She professed faith in Christ when a mere girl and joined the Methodist church at Durhamville - and to the christian, there can be no death. To all the faithful in past death has been only the gateway through which we pass to infinite fields of peace and pleasure. It had no sting for them - it had none for her.

But with all this there has always been a mystery that surrounds death. It has been a mystery to man because of finite knowledge. It has been clear to Jesus Christ because of knowledge that is infinite. But in the language of the old, old song, "We will understand it bye and bye." For the present it is enough to know that she has gone from us never to be seen again after the common order of the flesh. After many years, time will heal the deep wound and bind up the broken hearts of the loved ones at home, but while this is being done Jesus can speak peace to troubled hearts as He did to the troubled waters of Galilee.

God's blessings upon the home thus left to mourn! She will be missed as a teacher in the school room, in the society of her native village, in the church of her choice, but after all it is in the vacant home that the blow will fall heaviest! Upon that scene we will not draw the curtain. They know her better than we and loved her more than all else. Jesus alone can help them to understand, and we commend them to Him.

It is well enough that she has trusted Him while she lived here and will be no stranger in His presence over there.

Art thou weary, art thou languid,
Art thou sore distressed?
Come to me, said one, and coming,
Be at rest.
Finding, following, keeping struggling
Is He sure to bless?


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