I never saw it but I thought of the word OBITUARY then and there.

There's only one uglier word that I know of, and that's RELICT.
Lord, Anne, dearie, I may be an old maid, but there's this comfort in it--I'll never be any man's 'relict.'" "It IS an ugly word," said Anne, laughing.

"Avonlea graveyard was full of old tombstones 'sacred to the memory of So-and-So, RELICT of the late So-and-So.' It always made me think of something worn out and moth eaten.

Why is it that so many of the words connected with death are so disagreeable?
I do wish that the custom of calling a dead body 'the remains' could be abolished.

I positively shiver when I hear the undertaker say at a funeral, 'All who wish to see the remains please step this way.' It always gives me the horrible impression that I am about to view the scene of a cannibal feast." "Well, all I hope," said Miss Cornelia calmly, "is that when I'm dead nobody will call me 'our departed sister.' I took a scunner at this sister-and-brothering business five years ago when there was a travelling evangelist holding meetings at the Glen.