Fannie Mae Duryea 1865-1887

DURYEA, BROWN

Posted By: deb (email)
Date: 5/18/2015 at 22:39:54

Fannie's life was brief. She lived in "deeds and not in years." She has made a good record and endeared herself to many friends. Her memory is precious. She had a good mind and was fond of painting and drawing. Being fond of all domestic animals, they instinctively recognized her kind heart, were delighted with her caresses and became strongly attached to her. But the fondest dream of her life was to have a home of her own, and to be surrounded with kind friends. This was due in part to the fact that when a little child, she was left fatherless and motherless and homeless, and of course destitute and dependent upon the cold charity of an unfriendly world, and it is well known to all, the severe trials and disappointments they meet in striving to gain a good name, and honorable recognition in society. All praise to Fannie for her pure and upright life. It is a source of great pleasure to her friends that she was kept by a "Father's love in wisdom's ways;" that in the morning of life she made a profession of her faith, and lived the life of the righteous. Even before she could read, learned to sing, "Jesus loves me this I know," "The Lord is my shepherd, I'll not want." These and many others that she loved to sing made her life as bright and cheerful as the songs she so much loved and led her to honor her Lord in her life and death. Here closes the young life which was so cheerful and hopeful till the hour of motherhood. When the bitterest cup ever pressed to a mother's lips or the darkest cloud that ever swept over a mother's path in a moment, hid from her vision the indescribable anguish of the hour, and led her unconscious of her motherhood through the valley of the shadow of death and in that heavenly land to behold for the first time her dear babe and to clasp it to her bosom with a mother's love. This is the Lord's way, "Thy will be done." Fannie now sleeps with her dear babe in her bosom, in the grave. "Weep not, she is not dead, but sleepeth."