The Baltimore County union. [volume] (Towsontown, Md.) 1865-1909, 1904-04-30
FLOWERS FOR THE LIVING.

Mr.. Henry Blount, Of Wilson, N.
q widely known through the West
and South as lecturer, was recently
invited to the home of Mr.. J. R. Uz-
eel. He went and he evidently spent
q pleasant evening, for this is the way
ne described his visit in letter to the
Raleigh IN. CO. Post,
Now and then we strike bright,
sweet, fragrant oasis in the parched
desert of life, where greenest of grasses
are growing and sweetest of flowers
are blooming, and brightest of sun
beams are dripping and purest of
streams are ripping, and merriest of
birds are singing and where the heat
and the dust of the arid and siccand
desert cease to weary and to worry
and to trouble. We struck such an
oasss- issA saiuif In the charming home
OF that able lawyer and brilliant speak
er and polished gentleman, ]. R. Uz-
zell, one Of natures noblemen-for,
brave and gentle, he is in the storm of
fercest conflict like an oak and rock;
but in the calm and the sunshine like
a flower. His home, indeed, is
blessed shrine Of peace and content
and blessed happiness, for, with
true, good, noble, handsome wife dis
pensing with queenliest grace the ex-
quisite charms Of sweetly ripened
and lusciously mellowed womanhood,
and with three fine looking sons and
two beautiful little daughters, he has
everything necessary to make home
life an ecstatic dream of Heaven and
its raptures. Both OF his little daugh-
tiers are very pretty, but Pattie has
captivated our hearts, for she is so
graceful, so winsome and so symmet-
rical that she is, indeed, a poem of
beauty and symphony of grace aud
an embodiment of 1oveliness. No
wonder, then, that we found on Sat
urday night such a sweet oasis in the
desert of life, where its worries and
its cares and its troubles were forgot
ten. We were invited there to meet
his brother, w. S. Uzzell, of La
Grange genial, sunny spirited, ele-
giant gentleman, whose musical laugh
ter ripples through the sense in mer-
riest waves of brightest cheer and
bears all cares away on its limpid
bosom. And with him was the gift
ed and versatile c. S. Wooten, the
animated encyclopedia of historical
and political information, for he is to-
day the best-informed and-most thor
oughly posted gentleman in the State,
and, not only that, he is one of the
most charming conversationalists that
we have ever heard and certainly one
of the most beautiful and felicitous
writer's in the South. He is indeed
grandly gifted, for some of the SUBJ
limest thoughts that ever sprang from
the human mind have emanated from
his big brain, some of the finest senti-
mendisa. menTd and nd to Cod Came from his noble
ry foundeu- -1vusene~s-u-uu grufsdcSr
streams of eloquence that ever en-
chanted with their resonant and rhy-
thmic flow rippled from his polished
and poetic pen. And so, amid snch
surroundings, we found haven of de-
light and spent a joyous evening.
And right here someone may say, Is
it not bad taste to write in such high
praise of anyone now living? and this
is our answer: Suppose all of the
richly merited tributes that have been
paid to the brilliant and lamented
Avery had been paid to his genius
and his talents and his attainments
before his senses were deaf and dumb
in the paralysis of death, how much
brighter this earth would have been
and how much sweeter life would
have been, and how lighter and
easier work and toll would have been
and what inspiration it would have
given for loftier flight on the tallest
peaks upon the Andes of intellectual
effort, where rarer flowers were bloom
ing and purer breezes were blowing.
But, no; we wait until he is dead,
and then we weave the garlands to
crown his brow. Only the other day
we saw some of the loveliest and most
beautiful garlands and wreaths laid
upon the caskets beneath whose frag-
rant lids the silent sleepers were cold
and dumb and pulseless and dead.
Suppose some of these flowers had
been given them while bearing the
tolls and the burdens, and the cares
and the troubles of life, how much
sweeter the hours would have been,
and they would have felt that there
were sweet and precious ties of affec-
tionate sympathy that knit humanity
together in blessed and endearing
kinship. and that one throb of the
heart pulsed through the bosom ol
all, and then the burden would have
been light and the struggle easier and
the briars removed. So we will
weave garlands for the living. Coo
will crown His dead with flowers that
will never fade for God takes care
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