Wilcox County AlArchives Obituaries.....Eula Jennings Dale December 23 1905 ************************************************ Copyright. All rights reserved. http://www.usgwarchives.net/copyright.htm http://www.usgwarchives.net/al/alfiles.htm ************************************************ File contributed for use in USGenWeb Archives by: Stephen Lee leeactive@aol.com January 1, 2004, 11:41 am Wilcox Progressive Era, Thursday, March 15, 1906 Almost without warning to those at her bedside, the sweet spirit of our beloved Eula Dale took its flight and was borne on Angels wings to its Eternal Home, in the land of never fading flowers. True she had been in declining health for some month but for several days before her death, she seemed better. Her loved ones little dreamed that the end was so near, till the cold hand of death was upon her. Her condition was harder to realize, because she seemed to suffer no pain; and not a murmer or complaint ever passed from her lips. Only a few weeks before her death, I wrote her that I would send for her and dear little Janie to come and spend awhile with us as soon as the weather was pleasant, and a greater shock, I have never felt than when the announcement, "Eula Dale is dead," came to my ears. I said "There must be some mistake and I can't believe it till I hear it verified," but oh! it was too true, as the sad notice in the next issue of our paper, testified. How my heart aches for the grief stricken sisters, who said: "We knew we could never see her well again, but we thought she would live through the winter. We knew we had to give her up, but oh! we did not know it would be so soon, we did not know she was so low, till she was dying." The town and community was mantled in gloom at the sad and sudden occurrence, for Eula was a universal favorite. Not only was she the idol of her family and connections, but all who knew her loved her. Who could help it, persons were attracted to her, not only by her personal charms of face and form, but her sweet modesty, and gentle disposition won the admiration of all with whom she came in contact, and we have heard the highest econiums on her coming from wise and good people who had known her from infancy. She was born in July 1, 1877 and there in her childhood home was married, June 19, 1901 to Mr. W. N. Dale. At the time of her marriage, one who had known her all of her life said: "Mr. Dale has won the sweetest, fairest flower in Carrollton's rose bud garden of girls." In childhood, she became a member of the Methodist church and though modest and retiring in her nature, was a consistent Christian. After her marriage, she joined the Presbyterian Church, of which her husband was a prominent and devout member. Her married life though brief, was fraught with happiness, till her husband's health began to decline. With her noble husband and bright, winsome baby, the little household seemed ideal. "The bright flush of joy mantled high on her cheek, and the future seemed smiling and gay." But alas! "Those heart-strings were bleeding and torn, and the chain was severed in two." Mr. Dale died Jan. 24, 1904 and dear Eula, "changed her white robes for the sables of grief, and her bloom, for the paleness of woe." She seemed stunned, stricken and not even the sweet prattle of her darling baby, or the unceasing devotion and untiring ministrations of her idolizing mother, to whom she turned in her bereavement, could woo her to forgetfulness of her great loss. She seemed to feel with the Poet, that 'tis, "Sweeter to rest together dead, far sweeter than to live asunder." To her mother's loving care, she bequeathed the tender flower, Janie Gertrude, asking her to take her and care for her and raise her. To her family she said, "I want you all to meet me in Heaven," then her spirit fled to God, her death, though sad, was peaceful and sweet. To those in the darkened household the shadow of despair seemed settling down, when the light of her beautiful eyes passed out of their lives, it was so sudden, so awful. But they do not sorrow as those having no hope after this assurance of living glowing faith may the God of love, comfort and bless them. A heart more kind One could not find Though earth were journeyed o'er A life more true I never knew On times past darkening shore As one who lays With tearful gaze. A flower upon a tomb, This simple line On memory's shrine I place, long may it bloom! A Friend, in The Alabama Herald Additional Comments: Microfilm newspaper (Wilcox Progressive Era) located at the Alabama Department of Archives and History, Montgomery, Alabama. This file has been created by a form at http://www.poppet.org/alfiles/ File size: 4.8 Kb