Audubon County journal. (Exira, Iowa) 1884-1993, 1901-08-15
GREELEY.

Sam Reynolds visited at the Emery
Miller home Sunday.
John Hensley was looking after
cattle in this vicinity Friday.
Miles Kness sold some corn to
Hamilton Covalt, receiving As cents
per bushel.
With mistaken faith, Bud Ward is
building new corn crib on the H.
Mapes farm.
Mrs. Oscar Wards brother and
family, of Missouri, are here visiting
with the Ward family.
Many of the farmers contemplate
buying new corn binder to cut up
their blasted corn.
Mr.. and Mrs. Perry Carter drove
down from Cameron SATURDAY. even
ing and visited over Sunday at the
pleasant Masterson home.
A number of the boys came home
from the show we'll informed in re-
gard to Vaudeville entertainments.
Some paid very dear tor little per-
fume.
Willie Deets and Lee May ignored
the presence of the Great Wallace
Shows in Audubon, and passed on up
to Carroll, where they attended the
Buffalo Bill exhibition.
A few days since, while James
Laughery was maneuvering his huge
traction engine he accidentally fell off
and came near being crushed 20 death.
One of the ponderous wheels tore the
flesh from his forehead. Had it struck
his head square his brains would have
went out like the contents of crush
ed gooseberry.
The Wilson-Picking nuptials in
last weeks journal expressed our
sentiments. However we would add
that the Greeley people consider this
one of the happiest OF unions, and
predict that from it will spring an
ideal American home from which the
nation may eXpect-pardon the allu-
sion-a quota Of worthy citizens.
Miss Lulu Yates, whose Christian
fortitude batfied despair by main
tanning cheerful and hopeful dis
position throughout a prolonged
period of affection, was relieved by
the cold hand of death in the gray of
the dawning of August 18th. This
case was tragically sad in that the
invincible character of disease Tuber-
cular Consumption compelled kind
and considera;e community to stand
helplessly by and witness the destruc-
ton of one of earth's fairest blooms.
Tragical it is, indeed, to see one so
young, fair and promising captured
by this deadly malady while yet in
the vestibule of a noble career All
was donethat could be to smooth her
pathway as she slowly approached
the awful grave. At four O'clock in
the afternoon of the same day, when
the summer winds had lulled the rude
world into dreamy serenity, the
solemn procession slowly wendell its
way across the hazy hills to Bowman
Chapel church, up the aisles Of Inch
the deceased SO oft had walked in by
gone days, rosv with health and
radiant with happiness, to lend her
influence to winning the hayward
world to Christ. Her funeral services
were conducted by Rev. Hickok, after
which the remains of her whose meek
and lowly ways had won the universal
love were borne into the adjoining
cemetery and reluctantly surrendered
to the gloating grave.
rs life but an empty dream7"
Are things other than they seem?"
Is this death that we now face?
Oris it but an occult place?
Where our mortal claims are riven
BY some mystic hand from heaven,
And our souls from prison freed
Like thstles white-winged seed,
| Waited by soft winds afar
Through what seems gate ajar
In the mellow autumn skies.
There's film DER our eyes
| Else we should not complain
OF her fight to that domain
Where no sorrows haunt the breast,
She SO much in need of rest.