Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1903-09-18
In Memoriam,

The subject of this sketch, Richard Lee
Walters, only and beloved child Of Virginia
II. and Carroll Walters, was born July 10,
1900, and died June 30, 1908.
1t is indeed a story OF short life, but
what little sunbeam this sturdy, noble
looking little child was in that household,
where baby voices had not been heard for
many years. The only idolized child of an
only idolized daughter, how his childish
prattle and sound of little pattering footsteps
will be missed in his grandmother's house,
where he spent his happy little life, life
all filled with joy and sunshine, for loving
father and mother, doting grandmother,
united in making their dear baby's life one
without sorrow, without disappointment,
with very few wishes unqualified. Too young
TO know what temptation,or trouble was, too
young to sin, what an enviable life was his.
And if we have faith at all or belief in an
Advise Providence, what an enviable life Is
his now, Tor our dear child perfect happi.
ness, Unreasonable bliss, never q moment
of suffering. What mother, however tender
and watchful, can keep every Ill, every
period of suffering from her loved one, but
there is One who can. The same loving
Father who took little children in His arms
TO bless them centuries ago, now sorrowing
mother holds your little Lee in his arms
shielding him from every wind that bows,
keeping him safe and happy awaiting you
when you reach shat shining shore"
There is something entirely different in
the feeling, in the affection we have Tor our
dear first born from what we feel for those
who may come to us after them. No mat
ter how young they die, or how long they
are spared to us, the quality OF our affection
is totally different.
Our aOna nd dau0htara 0ravu nm orOun1
US, and In time we may be left alone within
the home nest, but always, ever in our In.
most hearts Is treasured the image of our
first born, the boy or girl that never gets be-
yond babyhood to US, taken from US, per-
haps in earliest infancy. Our children grow
ing up 80 rapidly around us have left baby
hood far behind, but aiar off on the banks of
q crystal sea stands the radiant form Of our
hrtborn, our beloved, who has gone before,
the baby years that time itself cannot change
or take from u.s. So when we reach shat
shining shore" will come with outstretched
baby arms 10 welcome his happy mother
who will feel as she clasps that little form to
her heart that ineffable Joy and bliss that
thrills her whole being, never felt since her
darling lett until now.
Look up sad mother Hope on heart.
broken father As the years go on and In
Time that Divine Healer will help your ach'
ing, hungry hearts TO bear this crushing
blow, this dreadful trial and bereavement.
1t seems impossible now, when our longing
hearts feel so inconsolable, we can ever say,
Thy will be done" Our beautiful bright
boy in whose future so many brilliant hopes
have been placed can not be returned to rs,
but as that sweet and comforting poetesA,
Jean Ingelow, says:
Show me the path,
| had forgotten thee,
When was happy and free,
Walking down here In the gladstone light
OF the SUM-
But now | come mourner
., set my feet
In the road to thy blest seat
And for the rest,
. God, thy will be done.
BY a Friend.