Obituary - Mrs. FRANK B. LANDER, A Short Sketch of the Life of a Noble Woman - The subject of this sketch was born at Tipton, Moniteau County, Missouri, Jan. 1st, 1868. At the age of 19 she became the wife of Mr. F. B. LANDER and resided in the city of Tipton until the latter part of 1808, when she moved with her husband to the City of Victoria, Victoria County, Texas, and and has lived at this place ever since.
Never has any one become so generally known, as highly appreciated, in the same length of time as Mrs. LANDER. Her gentle smiles and kind words for all, her acts of kindness and charity, to the sick and afflicted, endeared her to all whom she came in contact. Her sociability, together with the interest she took in the public good, placed her in the hearts, and affection of all who knew her, for to know her was but to love her.
Mrs. LANDER was 35 years old, just in the prime of life, presiding with matronly dignity over her own household, leading, teaching, and instructing her children in the way they should go fondly anticipating the time when they should "rise up and call her blessed." But after an illness of a few days only, and after loving hands had done all they could, and medical skill had proved no effect, the loving husband and affectionate children five in number two daughters and three sons with many relatives and friends gathered around her bed, hoping reaction would take place and that a loving wife, an affectionate mother, and a dear friend might be spared to them. But at 9:40 a.m. April 1st 1903 the angel of death claimed for his victim Mrs. LELA MCVEAN LANDER and her gentle spirit winged its way to the great beyond.
They tell us that beyond the curtain of death that hangs over the gloomy night there dwells a picture of fresh new life that seems to wake, move and breath away the mists, and they tell us its background is pleasure, peace and happiness, and where higher possibilities give promice to calmer hours and sweeter rest for evermore.
Death is sad under any form whatsoever, but it is doubly so when a woman, a wife, a mother, is so suddenly and unexpectedly taken away. The bereaved have the colsolation of knowing that she was consistent, and practical follower, of Jesus Christ. That she has exchanged time for eternity, and mortal for immortality, and is now basking in the glorious light of the Son of God. Waiting, waiting, calmly, waiting, peering with a patient eye as it were over the battlements of heaven with angelic hands outstretched, to welcome the loved ones into the relms of the blest, where the brow will never be clouded, the heart saddened, and partings will be no more. A Friend [Clipping provided courtesy Robert E. Glegg]
Never has any one become so generally known, as highly appreciated, in the same length of time as Mrs. LANDER. Her gentle smiles and kind words for all, her acts of kindness and charity, to the sick and afflicted, endeared her to all whom she came in contact. Her sociability, together with the interest she took in the public good, placed her in the hearts, and affection of all who knew her, for to know her was but to love her.
Mrs. LANDER was 35 years old, just in the prime of life, presiding with matronly dignity over her own household, leading, teaching, and instructing her children in the way they should go fondly anticipating the time when they should "rise up and call her blessed." But after an illness of a few days only, and after loving hands had done all they could, and medical skill had proved no effect, the loving husband and affectionate children five in number two daughters and three sons with many relatives and friends gathered around her bed, hoping reaction would take place and that a loving wife, an affectionate mother, and a dear friend might be spared to them. But at 9:40 a.m. April 1st 1903 the angel of death claimed for his victim Mrs. LELA MCVEAN LANDER and her gentle spirit winged its way to the great beyond.
They tell us that beyond the curtain of death that hangs over the gloomy night there dwells a picture of fresh new life that seems to wake, move and breath away the mists, and they tell us its background is pleasure, peace and happiness, and where higher possibilities give promice to calmer hours and sweeter rest for evermore.
Death is sad under any form whatsoever, but it is doubly so when a woman, a wife, a mother, is so suddenly and unexpectedly taken away. The bereaved have the colsolation of knowing that she was consistent, and practical follower, of Jesus Christ. That she has exchanged time for eternity, and mortal for immortality, and is now basking in the glorious light of the Son of God. Waiting, waiting, calmly, waiting, peering with a patient eye as it were over the battlements of heaven with angelic hands outstretched, to welcome the loved ones into the relms of the blest, where the brow will never be clouded, the heart saddened, and partings will be no more. A Friend [Clipping provided courtesy Robert E. Glegg]
Obituary - Mrs. FRANK B. LANDER, A Short Sketch of the Life of a Noble Woman - The subject of this sketch was born at Tipton, Moniteau County, Missouri, Jan. 1st, 1868. At the age of 19 she became the wife of Mr. F. B. LANDER and resided in the city of Tipton until the latter part of 1808, when she moved with her husband to the City of Victoria, Victoria County, Texas, and and has lived at this place ever since.
Never has any one become so generally known, as highly appreciated, in the same length of time as Mrs. LANDER. Her gentle smiles and kind words for all, her acts of kindness and charity, to the sick and afflicted, endeared her to all whom she came in contact. Her sociability, together with the interest she took in the public good, placed her in the hearts, and affection of all who knew her, for to know her was but to love her.
Mrs. LANDER was 35 years old, just in the prime of life, presiding with matronly dignity over her own household, leading, teaching, and instructing her children in the way they should go fondly anticipating the time when they should "rise up and call her blessed." But after an illness of a few days only, and after loving hands had done all they could, and medical skill had proved no effect, the loving husband and affectionate children five in number two daughters and three sons with many relatives and friends gathered around her bed, hoping reaction would take place and that a loving wife, an affectionate mother, and a dear friend might be spared to them. But at 9:40 a.m. April 1st 1903 the angel of death claimed for his victim Mrs. LELA MCVEAN LANDER and her gentle spirit winged its way to the great beyond.
They tell us that beyond the curtain of death that hangs over the gloomy night there dwells a picture of fresh new life that seems to wake, move and breath away the mists, and they tell us its background is pleasure, peace and happiness, and where higher possibilities give promice to calmer hours and sweeter rest for evermore.
Death is sad under any form whatsoever, but it is doubly so when a woman, a wife, a mother, is so suddenly and unexpectedly taken away. The bereaved have the colsolation of knowing that she was consistent, and practical follower, of Jesus Christ. That she has exchanged time for eternity, and mortal for immortality, and is now basking in the glorious light of the Son of God. Waiting, waiting, calmly, waiting, peering with a patient eye as it were over the battlements of heaven with angelic hands outstretched, to welcome the loved ones into the relms of the blest, where the brow will never be clouded, the heart saddened, and partings will be no more. A Friend [Clipping provided courtesy Robert E. Glegg]
Never has any one become so generally known, as highly appreciated, in the same length of time as Mrs. LANDER. Her gentle smiles and kind words for all, her acts of kindness and charity, to the sick and afflicted, endeared her to all whom she came in contact. Her sociability, together with the interest she took in the public good, placed her in the hearts, and affection of all who knew her, for to know her was but to love her.
Mrs. LANDER was 35 years old, just in the prime of life, presiding with matronly dignity over her own household, leading, teaching, and instructing her children in the way they should go fondly anticipating the time when they should "rise up and call her blessed." But after an illness of a few days only, and after loving hands had done all they could, and medical skill had proved no effect, the loving husband and affectionate children five in number two daughters and three sons with many relatives and friends gathered around her bed, hoping reaction would take place and that a loving wife, an affectionate mother, and a dear friend might be spared to them. But at 9:40 a.m. April 1st 1903 the angel of death claimed for his victim Mrs. LELA MCVEAN LANDER and her gentle spirit winged its way to the great beyond.
They tell us that beyond the curtain of death that hangs over the gloomy night there dwells a picture of fresh new life that seems to wake, move and breath away the mists, and they tell us its background is pleasure, peace and happiness, and where higher possibilities give promice to calmer hours and sweeter rest for evermore.
Death is sad under any form whatsoever, but it is doubly so when a woman, a wife, a mother, is so suddenly and unexpectedly taken away. The bereaved have the colsolation of knowing that she was consistent, and practical follower, of Jesus Christ. That she has exchanged time for eternity, and mortal for immortality, and is now basking in the glorious light of the Son of God. Waiting, waiting, calmly, waiting, peering with a patient eye as it were over the battlements of heaven with angelic hands outstretched, to welcome the loved ones into the relms of the blest, where the brow will never be clouded, the heart saddened, and partings will be no more. A Friend [Clipping provided courtesy Robert E. Glegg]
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