People's Pilot, Volume 4, Number 33, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 9 February 1895 — To Realms of Peace. [ARTICLE]

To Realms of Peace.

Not unexpected was the death last Wednesday morning, at the family home six miles north of Rensselaer, of Miss Etta B. Yeoman, idolized daughter of Mr. and Mrs. David H. Yeoman, aged twenty years, nine months, and twenty-eight days. Through the agency of that dread disease, consumption, in a a brief twelfth month, the high purposes of mortal ambition have been changed to the hopes of that higher life of peace and love. Denied the fragrance of the bloom just as the bud bad unfolded its beautious leaves, a fair young life is cut down in the great earth school of spiritual evolution, to enter another realm, the mysteries of which are thus revealed. Miss Etta Yeoman was born April Bth, 1874, at the old homestead where she died, the sixth child in a family of eight, four sons and four daughters. Those who survive her are Mrs. Elfie Mauck of Arcadia, Dallas M., Victor, Mrs. Daisy Brown of Yountsville, James, Hattie and David. She was in fact the favorite flower of the home and the blow is indeed severe to all those hearts wherein she reigned a queen. It is but just to say that her’s was a brilliant mind, reaching far along the line to literary attainment; but a year ago she was obliged because of the fatal malady to leave the Rensselaer high school from which she would have been a graduate about the time of her death. She was a member of the Methodist Protestant church but it was her desire that the funeral services be held in the M. E. church in Rensselaer, that Rev. Dr. Utter might speak the words of consolation to lighten the burden of sorrow that so heavily rests upon the hearts of those who loved her but too well.

She was conscious to the last, gave minute instructions as to the funeral arrangements, and though in great pain for many days, she patiently, hopefully, awaited the final summons. All the family were at home during the last days of her illness, but when the moment of dissolution approached she signified that the loved father alone should remain at her side. All that science could suggest was done to stay the fleeting life. Florida was visited, but in vain; the reputed powers of divine healers were invoked but to be disappointed. Hex’ spirit has fled. The services occurred at half past one Thursday afternoon, the large funeral cortege having to come the six long miles in the severest weather of this winter. The church was filled to its capacity with came to pay the last tribute of love and esteem that the living owe the dead. The sermon by Rev. Dr. Utter was the careful chosen words of one who spoke not only from the head but from the depths of a sympathetic heart, touched tenderly by the sad circumstance presented. The interment was made in Weston cemetery.