Juniata County PA Archives Obituaries.....ALTER, Rebecca/ Reba September 15 1898
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  			In Memory
  Died in Port Royal, Pa., on Sept. 15, 1898, of bilious dysentery,  after an 
  illness of nine days,  Miss Reba, daughter of D.G. and Hannah Isabell Alter, 
  aged 16 years.  The subject of this memoir was born in Port Royal, and where 
  she spent her short life.  From a child she became a favorite with all who came 
  in touch with her.  As she gradually advanced into the years of young 
  womanhood, she developed those characteristics which belong to those of maturer 
  years.  She was the ideal of her own home, the favorite among her schoolmates 
  and young associates.  She possessed such a mild pleasant demeanor which gave 
  her the faculty of winning friends and making them feel happy and genial in her 
  presence.  Indeen her presence amidst her associates always brought sunshine 
  and cheer.  Yet she was in no way ostentatious nor vain, neither did she seek 
  the companionship of such.  She was more than usual domestic in her nature, 
  finding special delight in the associates of the inmates of herhome, seeking 
  opportunities to administer to their comfort, and add to their enjoyment.  The 
  law of obedience was hers, and that of love was her anchor.  Her regard for the 
  feelings and good name of others was such, that no unkind words fellfrom her 
  lips.  On the evening of her last day on earth, as the sun was slowly sinking 
  into the west, she sank into the repose of death, her spirit like a freed bird 
  soared to the mansion above.  When the news was borne by one to another in our 
  town that Reba was dead it was almost hushed in wispers.  Sadness was upon every 
  countenance, synpathy flowed from every heart.  Every one felt they had lost one 
  whon they loved and esteemed.  Under circumstances like these we wonder why 
  those who are as young and beautiful, whose lives would have been such great 
  examples to others, in leading them up higher in life, should be called away 
  like a rose gathered before it has shed forth its fragrance, or fully bloomed.  
  She always seemed to have a premonition that her life would be a short one.  
  Four days previous to her death, she told her parents, who were watching 
  tenderly over her, that her end was near.  Dividing some keepsakes among her 
  two younger sisters, she told her parents not to weep or mourn their loss.  
  Then with christian submission and confidence of soon entering into eternal 
  rest, she calmly awaited the coming of that messanger that will come to us 
  all.  As quietly as the shades of evening gatheredand as bright and peaceful as 
  the sun goes down in the clear western sky she fell asleep.  She was an 
  attentive member of thr Presbyterian Sunday School and Y.P.S.C.E.  Funeral 
  services were held at the residence on Saturday at 3 p.m., conducted by Rev. 
  R.M. Campbell, and internment took place in Church Hill cemetery.  The pall 
  bearers were Misses Annie Campbell, Mary Shelley, Nellie Stimel, Lillian 
  Moorhead, Maud Crozier and Grace McManigal.  On this sad occasion love's 
  offering was not wanting.  Her schoolmates and associates brought a wreath of 
  carnations and roses and the Y.P.S.C.E. a pillow of flowers, Miss Blanche 
  Kreider a boquet of cut roses and white carnations, Mrs. W.C. Pomeroy a 
  collection of white roses in full and half bloom, Mrs. Alex. Martin, of 
  Germantown, Phila., a collection of roses and maiden's hair ferns, Mr. Fritz of 
  New Bloomfield, a collection of beautiful flowers, together with numerous other 
  collections of beautiful flowersfrom friends, thus expressing their tribute to 
  this young life which seemed to mortal eyes to have ended too soon.  Her life 
  work is ended, the last battle fought, the great victory won.  "Her sun going 
  down while it was yet day."
  
  
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