The Laurens advertiser. (Laurens, S.C.) 1885-1973, 1894-03-06
LanEOrd Locals.

oh, the snow, the beautiful snow!
AS L look out this morning and view
the landscape, the hills, the trees, and
see everything clad in a robe of pure
Wilderness, my mind is made to dwell
upon those lines from Tennyson, which
run thus
"And would that my tongue could
The thoughts that arise in me-"
And as | look again and see the lit
tie birds Hitting to and fro warbling
forth their sweet melodies, the beauti-
full sun which reflects so grandly
against the snow, [ find myself asking
the question, Where, oh where is the
piece of art that can compare with ma
ture itself? Everything this morning
proves more wildly than ever the won
derful power and skill of the God of
nature.
Miss Estellc Cannon is spending q
few weeks with her brother, Mr.. Os-
car Cannon, of Gray Court.
Mr.. Charlie w. Foster, Of Cherokee,
paid our little city Il flying visit last
week. We think Mr.. Foster has some
attraction lea the station. Wonder
who it is?
Mr.. j. B. DeShiolds paid Il business
visit to Spartanbmg last week.
/ Capt. b. w. Lanford had the misfor-
tune to lose Il nice mule last Saturday
night. He drove him to Larircns on
Friday and failed to Get him home
again.
Mr.. Walter Mcdaniel, whom we re-
ported at our last writing us quite ill
died last Saturday week Feb. H. He
had suffered with consumption for a
long time, but bore his sufferings with
christian fortitude. He had never
been entirely confined to his bed and
died sitting up in his chair. While We
regret to'give up Walter, we hope he
has gone to II better land, where there
is no sorrow pain o death, but
where all is love, peace and health.
The family have our sympathy in their
great bereavement.
On last Monday night about ten
O'Clock, MI. and Mrs. Henry Parsons
and Mr.. and Mrs. B. T.. Lanford were
summoned to the home Of DR.. Parsons
in Woodruff, whose homo was sad and
darkened and loved ones greatly be-
reaved by the death of little nino year
old Grover, the only son Of DR.. and
Mrs. Sam Parsons. On Monday after
noon the little fellow left homo in per-
brought back cold and stiff in death.
He was riding his fathers horse when
it became frightened and ran almost
with lightning rapidity, Grover still
holding on for 200 yds. but at last it
was too much for the little fellow and
he was thrown against q bridge and
was thought to have been instantly
killed. His feet became entangled in
the race chain and he was then
dragged for some distance striking the
ground sixteen different times. From
some cause the chain broke loose from
the gcer and was left on his feet.
Some n found him and summoned
his mother, who was the next to got
to him and released the chain from his
ankle herself. He was Il lear good
little fellow and all who knew him
loved him. he was such Il bright, prom
Using child. The Superintendent of
the Sunday School to which Grover
belonged spoke very tcndcrly of him
and told what great things he was cx-
pecting ofthc little man rs Il Sunday
School worker. Death is always sad,
but in this case it was peculiarly so.
We are sure that all who hear of this
will sympathizc greatly with the DR..
and his family in this, their sore af-
Fiction. GERALDINE.