Obituary of Mrs. Melvina A. Frazier.
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Died, On Wednesday morning, the at the residence of her father, after a long and painful illness, in the 22nd year of her age, Mrs. Melvina A. Frazier, wife of James P. Frazier, and eldest daughter of James A. Frazier, of Augusta County. - Seldom has Death sped his unerring shaft at a fairer mark, and not often hath he found a lovelier victim. The deceased, to the attractions of a graceful person and winning manners, added the graces of a cultivated mind. Gifted by nature with an intellect much above mediocrity, which education had contributed to adorn, her conversation was at all times pleasing and often instrective [instructive]; but it was to her amiable, her sweet and gentle disposition, and the native goodness of her heart, that her society owed its greatest charm. These were the qualities which so endeared her to all who knew her, and which caused her to sustain in so exemplary a manner all the social and domestic relations of life. As a daughter or a sister, as a wife or a mother, who was more affectionate, more tender, or more faithful? - Who was acquainted with her, that did not admire her? - Who knew her intimately, and loved her not well? - When came poverty to her door and went empty-handed away? - When did suffering claim her sympathy and found it not? Removed from this cold world in the prime of life, she left behind a lovely daughter scarce old enough to be conscious of its irreparable loss; but to the fond parents of the deceased, and to her bereaved husband, how consoling the reflection, that she was prepared for Death! - that she died with the blessed assurance of a glorious immortality! and that this, the child of their affections, is now of the number of those who are "clothed in white robes with palms of victory in their hands."
"She died in beauty, like a rose, Blown from its parent stem; She died in beauty, like a pearl Dropped from some diadem; She died in beauty, like a lay Along the moonlight lake; She died in beauty, like the song Of birds amid the brake; She died in beauty, like the snow That melts on flowers away; She died in beauty, like a star Lost on the brow of day. She lives in glory! like night's gems Set round the silver moon; She lives in glory, like the sun Amid the blue of June."