Upshur County Texas Archives Obituaries.....Hart, Lute (Lucy) Lemon March 11, 1889 ************************************************ Copyright. All rights reserved. http://www.usgwarchives.net/copyright.htm http://www.usgwarchives.net/tx/txfiles.htm ************************************************ File contributed for use in USGenWeb Archives by: Gayle Hudgens aghudgens@earthlink.net September 22, 2007, 2:08 pm relative's papers, an old typescript Submitted by A. Gayle Hudgens, PhD, aghudgens@earthlink.net Obituary of Lute (Lucy) Lemon Hart, Gilmer, Upshur County, Texas, 1889 IN MEMORIAM HART -- Died at her residence near Gilmer, on the night of March 11th, 1889, of erysipelas, Mrs. Lute Hart, aged 32 years. The subject of this notice was born in Quitman, Wood County, Texas, November 25, 1856, and was a daughter of John E. and Mary E. Lemon. Her father was a native of Illinois, and, in 1859, moved back to his old home, his sympathies not being with the South upon the question of slavery. He entered the Northern army, but died in the Andersonville prison. Her mother moved back to Quitman in 1868, where Lute Lemon was married to C. H. Hart on the 4th of January, 1877. To them were born five children, three of whom are left to live this mortal life without the tender touch of a mother's love and the sacred blessings of a mother's care. Mrs. Lute Hart was a mother kind in the fullest meaning of the word, a wife devoted as love can make a wife. She was a lover of literature and science. Her leisure hours were spent in reading books on various subjects. Her religion was simply kindness. If ever mortal lived who treated all people as she would have them treat her, that mortal was Mrs. Lute Hart. She spoke evil of no one; every one of her acquaintances esteemed her as a friend. It is sad that one so good and true should be called by Mother Nature to sleep the long, long sleep of death. But death came with his scythe and his promise of repose. He found a ready slumberer – she fell asleep. The writer of this stood at her bedside while she was passing away. The clock was striking ten. There was a wondrous silence between the strokes like that between the lightening's flash and the thunder's roar. The life of a good and true woman was going! The ten sad strokes of the old clock were ended, and she was dead. The group of friends around the bedside looked sadly on the still, cold form and watched with silence for a returning breath. No breath came. The death was gentle. Calmly, with folded hands, she died, like one going to sleep. --NEIGHBOR Additional Comments: Additional information on the Hart or Lemon families most welcome. Contact: aghudgens@earthlink.net File at: http://files.usgwarchives.net/tx/upshur/obits/h/hart47nob.txt This file has been created by a form at http://www.genrecords.net/txfiles/ File size: 2.9 Kb