MRS. A.B. CORNELL

CORNELL

Posted By: Nancee(McMurtrey)Seifert (email)
Date: 3/2/2002 at 21:30:21

Decatur County Journal
Thursday, November l8, l9l5

VAN WERT NEWS:

Such a cloud of sorrow passed over our little
city on Thursday morning
when word was received that MRS. A.B. CORNELL
had passed away. She had
been very ill for several weeks but her
friends had all been hoping
against hope and every effort known to
science was put forth to save her
life and alleviate her sufferings but all to
no avail and on Wednesday
night her spirit passed to Him who gave it.
Her death was like her
life, calm and peaceful, untinged with any
doubt or fear. All through
her illness she had the same strong heartfelt
interest in the church and
all its work, at one time expressing a desire
to see the young men of
the church and clasp the hand of each, at
another time telling her
husband to forget the sick room long enough
to take his usual place in
the pulpit as his message was of much more
importance than aught beside,
placing herself and her suffering aside in
her love and thoughtfulness
for others, eager in death as in life to draw
others to the Christ she
loved and served for many years.

The people of the church and community
realize that we have lost one
whose place can never be filled and one with
whom no one could associate
and not be better and stronger because of the
association, for in her
quiet Christlike life one soon saw that she
had been with Jesus and had
learned of Him. Our hearts are sad as we
think of the future without
her help and counsel and the loving
association but she is now safe in
the Heavenly harbor and far from earthly
pains and suffering, and we, as
we think of her, can realize there is one
more golden link binding us to
Heaven and just beside the gate our own loved
"Sister CORNELL" is
waiting to welcome us home. I cannot say and
I will not say that she is
dead. She is just away.

With her own sweet smile and clasp of the
hand
she has entered into the spirit land.

And left us dreaming how very fair
it needs must be since she lingers there.

And you--Oh you, who the wildest yearn
for her old time step and the glad return.

Think of her faring on, As dear in the land
of there
as in the land of here.

Think of her still as the same.

I say she is not dead. She is just away.

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Copied by Nancee(McMurtrey)Seifert
March 2, 2002