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LATE NELLIE O’BRIEN – RESOLUTION OF CONDOLENCE

To the parents, sisters and brothers of the late Nellie O’Brien

[Welland Tribune, 25 January 1889]

At a meeting of the choir of the Catholic church, Welland, the following resolution of condolence was moved and unanimously adopted:

Resolved, that whereas it has pleased Almighty God to call from our midst a kind and faithful member, we desire herewith to express our deep and sincere sorrow to the bereaved family, and pray God in His mercy to aid them in their sad affliction by Nellie’s death. It has left in our choir a vacant seat, and Welland mourns the loss of a good citizen, while in the family circle there is a vacancy that never can be filled. We therefore humbly pray the good and merciful God, who has called their dear daughter to eternal rest, to ease their aching hearts. And we offer up our prayers for the happiness of her soul, gone before her God, and trust one day to meet again in heaven, when there is no parting.

But it also resolved that copies of this resolution be sent to the family and to the town newspapers. Signed on behalf of the choir by William Staff, Miss Minnie Hobson.

CALLED IN EARLY BLOOM

Lines written on the death of Nellie O’Brien, daughter of the late Daniel O’Brien, and Mrs. Thos. Dooley, of Welland, who died January. 15th, 1889 at the age of 20 years, 3 months and 17 days.

Tearfully, tenderly lay her to rest,
Fold the snowy white hands on the still breast,
See, now she sleeps the clam sleep of the blest,
Nellie, our darling.

Tearfully, tenderly comb the dear hair,
O’er the pale forehead as lily so fair,
See, now she sleeps, removed from all care,
Nellie, our darling.

Lonely and sadly our bosoms are swelling,
Deep from our sad hearts the tears are now welling,
She was our idol, the light of our dwelling.
Nellie, our darling.

Lonely and sadly smooth down the pillow,
Lay her to rest ‘neath the low drooping willow,
Never more to be tossed by life’s turbulent billow,
Nellie, our darling.

Lovingly, tenderly-she was our flower,
Blooming and fading in life’s early hour,
Now she is blooming in heaven’s bright bower,
Nellie, our darling.

Nellie, our darling
WM. STAFF, Welland

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