Galloway.Isham.H.1896.Hart.OBIT

Hart County KyArchives Obituaries.....Isham H. Galloway December 16 1896

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Glasgow (KY Weekly Times, 30 Dec 1896.
"DIED. - At his home near Uno, Hart county, Kentucky, Isham H. Galloway, on the 
evening of December 16, after an illness of four months and one week. He is in 
his forty-fifth year, and had been a consistent member of the Christian church 
for nineteen years. He leaves a wife and two children (daughters), besides many 
friends and relations, to mourn his loss. To know him was to love him. He was a 
good citizen and neighbor.

"Funeral services were conducted by Eld. J. C. Hall, at the residence on 
Thursday following, at 12 o'clock, after which the remains were laid to rest in 
the Horse Cave cemetery.

"During his illness he was a great sufferer, but bore his suffering with great 
patience, scarcely uttering a murmur of complaint. What a lesson of patience 
God has given to in our dear father! He realizd his condition, and often spoke 
of his coming departure, assuring those about him of his willingness to go, as 
he had made preparation. Oh, death is not the end but a beginning! In the 
goodness of God there is never so dark an hour but that there is light ahead. 
It will take time, but bye and bye our hearts will be able to feel the balmy 
sweetness of His promises. Over in the deathless land, greeted by the welcoming 
smile of a loving Master, a new life is their's for joy beyond all we are able 
to conceive in all the promises of the Gospel none are more precious than that 
we shall see him again, glorified immortalized. May the comfort of the Gospel 
and the -- and the benediciton of the Spirit abide in our hearts in Christian 
sympathy.

"The gently voice now is hushed,
Thy warm true heart is still;
And on thy sweet and innocent brow
Is resting earth cold and chill.
Thy hands are clasped upon thy breast;
We have kissed thy lovely brow;
And in our hearts we know
We have no father now.

"Sleep in that beauty,
Thou sweet angle child,
By sorrow unblighted
By sin under led.
Like the dove to the ark,
Tho has flown to thy rest,
>From the wild use of strive and sin
To the home of the blest."

"His Daughter"



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