Died on February 28, 1912, at her home near Shepherdstown, little Mabel Caton, the beloved and only daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Walter Caton. She leaves a fond mother and father and two bright little brothers to mourn her loss. As the tender flower is cut down by the first frost of autumn, so does the short life appear. We could see day by day that her little form was growing weaker, while her spirit was ever gaining strength. She was buried from the Reformed Church, of which her parents and grandparents are members. The church was filled with sorrowing friends and loved ones, and heartfelt was the sympathy extended to her bereaved father and mother. She had been the pride of their hearts for only nine short years, when for some unknown reason God sent his angel messenger to guide her safely home. While we cannot understand God’s dealings, yet we can look up to him and say, “Father, they will be done.”.
Cheer up father, cheer up mother,
Lay off your thoughts of grief and pain,
For you know that little Mabel rests so sweet,
And does not want this home again.
She is happy, O, so happy,
In her home far up above,
And she will tell the other angels
Of her mother’s and father’s love.
We all know how much you miss her,
And pray to see her just once more,
But if you’ll only trust in Jesus,
You will meet her in the land of evermore.
I know she is waiting there to see you,
For when she bid her last good-bye,
Her faint little voice well told you
To meet her in the sweet by-and-by.
BY A FRIEND.
