Coweta County GaArchives Obituaries.....Arnold, Mollie L. April 11, 1873
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"The Newnan Herald"
Newnan, Coweta Co., Georgia

Friday, April 18, 1873, edition.

OBITUARY

DIED, April 11th, at her husband’s residence, in Newnan, after an illness of 
scarcely three days, Mrs. MOLLIE L. ARNOLD, age 24 years, 1 month and 24 days. 
What a heart-breaking history in one sentence! A devoted husband has lost a 
loving wife, a widowed mother her only idolized daughter, a brother his darling 
sister, three sweet little children a tender mother and ME church a promising 
member, her friends a generous, cheerful, genial companion and a society at 
large a sweet-blooming flower that gladened an eye and cheered the heart. 
Seldom has it been our mournful privilege to see one so universally regretted, 
so lately moving among us, sweetly conscious of the many pure draughts an 
innocent life held to her. No lingering illness warned her that her buds of 
promise must bloom in Heaven; but swiftly the shining angles came closed her 
sweet blue eyes, softly sealed the smiling lips, and, as we fondly believe 
triumphantly bore her soul, “over the shining way.” No trace of pain marred the 
marble like response of her countenance but she lay like one, “who sleepeth 
long and well,” her waxen fingers folded over her pulseless breast. 

Her dreamless sleep an aspect wore 
But rarely seen in death before. 
In snowy garments like a bride 
Decked for the bride groom ere she died,
She seemed for earthly taint set free,
Made white and pure, oh! God for thee.

Grant her sweet spirit may be the medium of consolation to our hearts, so 
bruised, so crushed. Let Faith, that heaven descended boon, span the grave with 
a rainbow promise of the cloudless morrow of eternal bliss. May the afflicted 
husband, clad in the whole armor of righteousness, follow the Captain of his 
salvation, till the pearly gates to him shall open wide, and his lost treasure 
be his for ever more. May the sorrowing mother who hoped in her latter years to 
lean for support on HER fond arm, cling closer still to Him who is husband to 
the widow. How priceless now are those words, “Earth hath no sorrow that Heaven 
cannot heal!”- How true that “by affliction the heart is made better.” We feel 
that “whom he loveth, he scourgeth.”

And, Father, we meekly pass under the rod, For the hand that uplifts it is 
thine, Oh! My God. D.W.

Southern Christian Advocate and Star. (Griffin,) please copy. 

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