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together, by absence from home, or
ill health from attending the
meetings, her interest in them
never flagged. Even at the very
end she asked with feeble
breath, "Tell me about the Home
Interest?") And the recollection
of her face as it often lighted
up with sparks of wit and
humor, And of her clever repartee
will remain with us, and we
shall always miss the charm
her presence added. (But though
her place among us is vacant,
And our hearts are sad because
of it, hope bids us "look in,
look on, look up," and the sweet
consciousness that spirit is
eternal, and death only transition,
softens our grief, and
helps us to realize the fulness