Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1909-10-01
Thanks to Kind Friends
For Loving Kindness

After nearly two years OF invalid feeole-
ness and aged infrmity. my honored nus
hand. DR.. W. H FELTON,. passed on Frl-
6ay. September a. 20 his eternal nome ne
died in the triumphs Of a Christian talth
and the end was so peaceful ana CAIN
that il thrilled our hearts with thanks 10
the Great Father in heaven. who giVeth
his beloved sleep" Like child ne went
~ peaceful sleep. For the first time IN
over ten years / failed that cay 70 seho
my senni-weekly contributions 10 Inc
Semi Weekly Journal In AL these ions
years had been prompt and came up 20
time. but was bowed IN tears ana eo ''l,,,
not. I know all these dear readers VIII
svmpathize with me in my bereavement,
and win read what here write with ap-
preciatfve regard and affection.
He was fast going on 20 his STth birth
dav. had rushed ahead of his three-score
and ten many years ago His MIND was
clear almost TO his latest breath, ana ne
knew and spoke TO his loved one as lons
a speech remained. II was beautiful
closing OF a long. useful and honorable
life.
Now am taking up my accustomed
work. trying TO find in occupation and en-
erEy a panacea for loneliness and wearl-
ness.
How vain do ali things seem in the
presence OF the end that must come 10
us all.
II we were in foreign country and ex-
pecfed to stay but a few weeks, or
months. and then return TO our own home
TO stay forever, how little would we care
about the things we saw over there, or
the things we ate. or wore, or the outside
Of the hotels we lodged in. or the draper
les and trappings of the room. we lodged
IN for a night There we wOpfd have no
continuing city
Yet we have here only BRIEF space OF
time. We come without knowing why,
and We. go because we must not stay
long. and stiIl we are burdened down
with carking cares. We strive for the
things that perish: we heap up stuff that
Il burdens US 10 care for. and give but
few thoughts TO the great hereafter,
where we must spend an eternity of mis-
cry or happiness
How foolish II seems to fret and fume
when the world declines to so our way
How little il avaMs 10 be angry or fret
with those who 60 contrary 10 our
wishes.
II is such a short step out of life into
the great unknown. that We should new
er forget the breyfty Of this earthly ex-
istsnce and always realize the certainty
that We must take the final step, because
death Is sure TO be waiting for Us. whoev-
er else may forget to show US attention,
AZ we journey along the way.
For nearly IS years we have walked
along through LIES devious and uncer-
tain paths together. IN the last struggle
when his body was cold as the grave that
waited for him. my companion clasped
my hand and whispered: Stay by me,
Ma Do not leave me a moment" etc
When his breath was shortening he
said "1Iy time TO go to sleep has come.
Put me 70 bed Ma and closed his eyes,
and went into eternity with a smile on
HIS lips and left a blessing for his dear
old wife --.1-
] cannot write more now. May death
come to you and ! so gently. so peace
fully and so happily as il did TO him.
God gfvsth His beloved sleep"
! bless Him for friends. for loving kind
ness and for comfort.