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- Mrs. A.H. Bassett, 2 Aug 1892
At about midnight on Friday last, at her home on Francis avenue, there
passed away from this life a true christian mother and friend, Mrs. A.H.
Bassett. Naturally of a modest and retiring disposition, her true worth was
known only to those whose pleasure it was to become intimately acquainted with
her, and with that few the writer of this is happy to be numbered. Her home
life was a model one, as all who have spent an hour there can testify. Ever
mindful of the welfare of her friends and guests, it was always with regret
that you left that happy and hospitable home.
In the church in her quiet and retiring way, she was ever doing
something to forward its good work. About three years ago she lost her oldest
daughter after a long and trying sickness, and through acknowledging th
God's way was right and that "He doeth all things well" those who knew her
intimately could see that the loss was wearing on her health which was never
very strong, although she never complained or shirked a duty.
About a month ago a complication of diseases seemed to arise and
notwithstanding the most skillful medical aid and untiring watching and care
on the part of her faithful husband and family, she continued to grow weaker
until at last the summons came. Knowing as we do that she was perfectly
prepared to receive it we could not help but feel relief that her sufferings
were over and she was at rest.
STOCKBRIDGE
The news of the death in your city about midnight of Friday, August 2,
of Mrs. Carrie P. Warner, the most estimable wife of Alfred H. Bassett, in the
47th year of her age, was received here in Stockbridge by her many relatives
and friends with the most profound sorrow. She is survived by her husband, one
son and one daughter, another daughter, died a few years since. Three brothers
and one sister still reside in Glendale. In this sorrowing home is the
venerable father and grandfather (Mr. Isaac Bassett), who passed his 95
birthday last winter. For many long years has grandpapa looked up to his
daughter-in-law (the deceased), even as a child does to its own mother, and
now the kindest (as it seemed to him in his feebleness) of all his many dear
ones has gone never more to come back to him. Oh! how the dear good old
grandfather will miss and mourn for her but not for long.
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