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- Barnesville Enterprise
Thursday, September 11, 1890
Death of Mrs. Martha Barlow
Mrs. Martha Barlow, the loving and beloved wife of Mr. Amos Barlow, died from the effect of la grippe, shortly after noon on Wednesday of last week, September 3, 1890, surrounded by her startled and stricken family. Although she had been in delicate health for above seven months, and it was generally believed impossible for her to regain her wonted health and strength, few thought of death as being so near until it was scarcely an hour distant. Loving eyes were blinded to the changes, and loving hearts, which felt they could scarcely live without, were loath to harbor a thought of losing her, and when they suddenly saw death rush into their circle, where he had not set foot for twenty-one years, and claimed the idolized mother. They realized that he does indeed "love a shining mark," and no wonder that for a time husband and children were inconsolable. The funeral on Friday was attended by such an assembly of people as few have ever seen in a country place, while the services, conducted by
Rev. Peregoy, were beautiful and affecting in the extreme. Interment was made in Green Mount cemetery during a heavy rain, which made it seem as if the very elements wept for sympathy. And thus closed the last sad earthly rites over one long to be remembered by all who knew her. A loving, helpful, self- sacrificing wife, a kind indulgent mother, a tender confiding sister, a loyal friend and a sympathetic neighbor, she endeared herself so much to those about her, that the faithful hearts left behind will cry of their loss in future years as Scotland's sweetest singer did of his,
"Time but the impression deeper makes
As streams their channel deeper wear."
Mrs. Barlow was born in Baltimore, Md. December 26, 1834. She was the daughter of Rev. J. N. Hunt, and was married April 27, 1856, to Mr. Amos Barlow, with whom she journeyed over the hills and plains of life for 35 years, helping to bear his burdens and adding sunshine to his lighter hours. She was the mother of ten children, seven of whom are living; and, with the husband, brothers, sisters, a large circle of other relatives and a host of friends, are left to mourn for one, of whom a loving daughter truly said, "Mother didn't have any enemies." The bereaved family have the heartfelt sympathy of the entire community in their sorrow, and if the tears and kind words of their many friends could lighten their load, their poor crushed hearts would soon be healed.
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