To: Ky-Footsteps Subject: Lewis.Bettie.B.1876.Barren.OBIT Bettie B. Lewis November 5 1876 Barren County KyArchives Obituaries Glasgow (KY) Weekly TImes, 9 Nov 1876. "Death's ivasion in its least chilling aspect is solemn enough, but when it enteres the household of the young and separates those who have hardly entered upon a hand - in - hand walk in life it is doubly sad. Mrs. Jack Lewis, Jr., wife of Mr. Jack Lewis, Jr., of our town, died at her home in this place on Sunday last about eleven o'clock, after a painful illness of nearly two weeks. Mrs. Lewis was the daughters of Mrs. Susan Bybee of this place, and had only been wedded to her late companion about two years. She was one of the kindest hearted women we have ever known, and her affection for her little year old boy knew no bounds. Within the family circle she looked upon its charms as a very little paradise on earth, and nothing gave her more delight in conversation than to talk of home delights. She was a christian in its highest sense, but her christian character was displayed rather in the quietness of strict probity and earnest ostentation or conspicuous ceremonial obsservance. In society she was a pleasant companion to all who claimed her acquaintance, and her utmost endeavor was to make her companionship entirely free from selfishness or suspicion of wickedness. Her death has fallen heavily upon the faithful and affectionate husband who is called upon so early in life to taste the bitterest of cups, and we would not tear afresh by empty words, the wound which naught by time can heal. She has gone and now sleeps the sleep of death, but in a few short years she will welcome in the eternal shores of the Great Beyond, those who now so bitterly mourn, and will walk with them hand-in-hand throught he endless golden sunlight of God's own love. Falling by the fatal arrow before she had scarcely commended gathering the first opening buds of rosy womanhood, teaches us a lesson of warning that cannot fail to be understood. Death is no respecter of persons, nor does it gleam alone in the field of snow white hair or tottering steps. It strikes at every condition in life, and at every station along its journey its withering touch is seen. The end of human life when stretched to the utmost limit is but a step, and all its triumphs but hollow mockery. There is but a single star that will glitter ukndimmed under the freezing touch of death and that is the star of the christian's hope. 'Twas this star which ever guided the christian woman who has so early in the morning of life been called away. The grave is the common destiny of us all. May we all live as becometh intelligent accountable beings." Submitted by: Sandi Gorin http://www.genrecords.net/emailregistry/vols/00002.html#0000404 Additional Comments: NOTE: I have no connection, no further information and am not seeking additional information. This file has been created by a form at http://www.genrecords.org/kyfiles/