Newton County GaArchives Obituaries.....Thomason, Florence August 24 1887 ************************************************ Copyright. All rights reserved. http://www.usgwarchives.net/copyright.htm http://www.usgwarchives.net/ga/gafiles.htm ************************************************ File contributed for use in USGenWeb Archives by: Phyllis Thompson http://www.genrecords.net/emailregistry/vols/00011.html#0002524 June 21, 2004, 8:31 pm The Georgia Enterprise, October 28, 1887 IN MEMORIAM THOMASON- Florence Thomason, daughter of Oscar and Florence Thomason, was born in Covington, Ga., Dec. 9th, 1871, and died in the same town, at the home of her grandmother, Mrs. Fannie _____, August 24, 1887 Florence was in no small sense the child of her native town for she had been left an orphan when but a babe, comparatively, and her mother being well and widely connected left her babe a legacy to a willing people. So when it is announced that this child was dead though Covington was not yet recovered from the unprecedented afflictions of the present year she wept as if she were but bearing a first staggering blow. Besides this reason, (above recited), for our own interest and love there were many others attaching themselves inherently to the character of the subject of this short memoir. To unusual graces of face and form and carriage she had in herself, the additional attractions of a tender, unselfish, devoted heart. Possessed of all the comforts, advantages, and temptations that money gives; surrounded by all the allurements of high social position, and cared for by brother, grandmother, aunts and uncle, who put into that care, love unstinted and endeavor that never wearied to guard her from any want, she, yet remained childlike, unassuming and unspoiled. This writer- like her pastor ___ ________ bears gladly the most _______ testimony to these parts of a beautiful character and to the brightness of a mind which was for her in the school room the one prominent place her heart had won among her schoolmates. Her sickness, which was protracted and excruciating, so far from wringing complaints from her was but an occassion for the beautiful illustration of christian fortitude and resignation. During its weary hours her only complaint was that it made trouble for those about her bed. "Poor grandma, poor Aunt Fan"- this the burden and all the burden of her bed. Once God _______ for a great and assuring blessing unto her. A little while thereafter with a face all shining, she called one by one the dear ones to her, and embraced and blessed them begging them to meet her in the skies. All her life long she had dreamed about her sainted mother; just before she died she said; "I know my mother now." To begin to recite the many beautiful and touching senses of her sick bed would be like one trying to select from out a golden bowl of rarest stones one or two of greatest value, who paused so long over each that he could never make a choice. And so feeling grieved that she is no longer with us in the flesh, but certain that she waits for us over yonder we will treasure her precious memory, follow her good example, remember all her promises to her, and bye and bye, meet her in a mansion of that city whose builder and maker is God. Oh how we pray that her weeping relatives and friends may be able to accept the sentiment of the song that loving, trembling voices sung around that body her fair spirit left. R. ?. BIGHAM COVINGTON, GEORGIA Oct. 24, 1887 File at: http://files.usgwarchives.net/ga/newton/obits/ob4520thomason.txt This file has been created by a form at http://www.poppet.org/gafiles/ File size: 3.7 Kb