Putnam patriot., 1910-09-02
VICINITY.
soUTH WOODSTOCK

Mfr and Mrs Oliver Lowe have been ..iIsd to pat with their only child, a tesntiful little boy six months old, s'ho died Aug. ?, of cholera infantum, after an illness of three days. Another hsnpy home made sad and desolate. Another little empty crib with the lit- t'e pillow with the print of the little head 50 recently upon il. Another motber who longs for the clasp of little arms about her neck. But one more lamb gathered into the fold, 10 be in tender Shepherds fold. Another little angel joined the infant band. Another iittle one carried safely over the dark riyer by the silent messenger. Unan- swered prayers, torn and bleeding hearts with untold grief to be borne. Rut. dear parents, God answered your nfaVers in his own way, which was sll fer the best. Your eyes are too full of tears now, to see why-but some time. somewhere, all will be revealed te you. There is little voice, little hand, calling you = beckoning you from the other shore. A little angel form that stands just inside the "gates aiar9-who will be the first to wei come you home-your dear little one is safe al rest on his dear Saviour's breast.
 aHe could not speak to tell his pain,
 He had no sins to be forgiven;
 His little heart was free from stain,
 lie has gone from earth 10 live in
 Heaven
 Mother, when the twilight hour comes and you miss the little hand that was wont to be pressed on your cheek. when the eyes were closing in slamber, mourn not for your baby, but think he is asleep in Jesus arms.
 Father, the one you loved so dearly k waiting for yon al Heavens gate, and when the unseen veil for you is lifted, you will see him and clasp him in your arms once more.
 The funeral was held at the home Aug. g at 7 o'clock, Rev. T. A. Turner Of East Woodstock attending. He spoke tender, loving words to all. Two selections were sung by Mrs. Turner and Mrs. Everett May. Many were the tears that were shed as they gazed on the little form as he lay sleep ing, surrounded by beautiful flowers in his little white velvet easket. As the easket was lowered to its last resting place by four little boy cousins, Ossian E. Mills, an uncle who is instructor in the Conservatory of Music in Boston, sang. most beautifully and tenderly, the sweet hymn, "Safe in the Arms of Jesus.p MT. Turner read the following 10 the sorrowing parents:
 \ little childish voice is stilled Two little lily white hands are crossed, Two little eyes forever closed, The sound of pattering feet is lost. 4 little form from out our home was
 borne
 By loving hands away,
 But still we seem to hear voice with
 in our hearts,
 IL says to us each day:
 Mama, papa, come this way.
 Mama, papa, come this way" A little voice calls from the other shore
 Mama, papa, come this way We know our darling is at rest Within the tender Shepherds foll, He took him from this sinful world, He shields him from it's blasts and cold. But how we miss the loving kiss, And how our longing hearts are sore, Then comes that little pleading voice In gentle whispers OCT and OCT:
 Mama, papa, come this way A little voice calls us from the ether
 shore,
 Mama, papa, come this way"
 Heartfelt sympathy is extended to the bereaved parents from all their loving friends.