Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1905-08-12

49, "'HhE
m~ornlng-and the Barcan desert e'erce,
Or lose.thyself In the contii lous WOODS
Where rolls the Oregon, ard hears 10 sound,
save MS own dashing, yet, the dead are here
On July 9th, 1905 Leslie f. the
only son of Mr.. Il. Il. and Mrs.
Addie G. Dantzlcr "In the morn of
liquid dew Of youth" was touched
by the finger of God. crossed the
river, and sleeps that blessed
sleep from which none ever
wakes to weep.
lie was born Of pious paren-
tages, a worthy son Of a worthy
sire, his mother was a woman Of
decided character and earnest
plcty, He thus grew up under
the most wholesome influences,
receiving from his childhood that
stump Of character which he de-
yeloped in manhood, He was
converted at tho tender age of
twelve. joined The NJ. +. Church
and during all the temptations and
distractions Of his Young life he
never forgot to pray, He was
loyal to his friends, true, tender
and devoted son, aud in our So
cal circle his bright smile and
genial nature will forever be
missed, AMI in the sad hearts Of
the bereayed parents the vacant
place can never be filled. For
to them, the winter of life has no
returning spring.
We are not to question the pur-
poses of a wise and beneiicent
Providence when the only child
is called to cross oyer the river.
that he may rest in the cooling
shade Of the beautiful trees, or
roam among the sweetIy perlumed
flowers of Paradise leaving the
stricken parents dazed by the I'M
expected yisitation-yet we fam
would recall him to life, that he
might again be u solace to home
and friends. But we cannotl The
silver chord is loosened. The
golden bowl Is broken. The dust
has returned to the earth as it
was, and the spirit unto God who
gave it True, no thought comes
from the lips of the dead. They
do not speak to us across the
darkness, They display no bea-
con from the shoreIess Beyond to
light us through the gloomy
abyss; but
Ayoice within US speaks the startling words:
"NIan, thou shalt not dieW Celeste voices
Hymn II round our souls a2cordira ps,
BY angel fingers touched, when the stags
OF mornings sang t0geth ! sound { e still
The song of our great Immortality"
When the dead leave us
we know it is best for us. and
there is not a single spot in the
universe and not a moment of
time when they and we arc not
in keeping Of God and under the
%sheltering wing Of his love,
The memory of his many vir.
tues will live on and remain
bright and beautiful in the hearts
of those who knew him, He has
left to his family and friends a
heritage better than richeS-a
good name, Leslie died calmly
and brayely. The land Of
shadows had no terror for him,
Although it is appointed to all
men to die, and know full vel
each of rs must ere long tread
the wine press alone. we often
wonder why it is the best are
taken first.
And now with u heart over
flowing with sympathy for the be-
reaved ones. | gently lay Thu
immortelle upon the new made
mound that covered his last re-
mains.
Not now but in the coming years,
1t may be in the better land
Well read the meaning OF our tears,
And there, sometimes wen understand,
viii catch the broken thread again,
And finish what we here begun,
Heaven will the histories explain,
And then, ah! then, Wen understand"
A EpIrNn