Someone put thought into this.

From the obituary for Phoebe Elizabeth Catlett Sutton, who died in 1917 at the age of 86:
Mrs. Sutton was a remarkably active woman for her years. She loved her home and found her greatest pleasure in ministering to those near and dear to her. Idolized by her children and grandchildren, held in loving reverence by those so fortunate as to know her, she walked the way before her whether smooth or rough with gentle and unfaltering footsteps until that beautiful January morning, when she slipped away into the "golden mists" of eternity and found God's morn. Her life was an inspiration and a benediction.