The Lexington dispatch. [volume] (Lexington, South Carolina) 1870-1917, 1911-04-26
IN MEMORY OF DAVIS
CAUGHMAN.

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tain az life is uncertain. Life is like
| beautiful flower: yesterday it was a
tender bud full of bright promises;
today it is full of bloom shedding the
richness of it's perfume for the pleas
| ure and happiness of all, and tomor-
row it fades, withers and dies and its
dead petals are scattered by the four
| winds of heaven.
A sacred writer once said that Sin
| the midst of life we are in DEATH" and
we are daily reminded of the truth of
| this when the cold and unfeeling hand
of death is laid upon the form of some
| loved one and claims it as its victim.
In nearly every home there is some
vacant chair; some loved voice is
husled and we mourn for the pres
ence Of one who was once the whole
happiness at our home. God has seen
fit to take from Us our brother, Davis.
He was the youngest child of Capt.
and Mrs. P. H. Caughman, and was
born October 81, 1855, and departed
this life March 1, 1911, making his So
iourn on earth IS years, four months
and one day.
To contemplate death in any form
and under any circumstances is sad,
| but to see the form of one whose life
was Just bursting into the full bloom
of glorious manhood, is peculiarly sad
| and distressing, and taken so shortly
after leaving home that morning we'll
and full of life, and in one hour
brought back almost gone. He told
| his father when he took him out Of the
| wheel, "I'm as good as dead; go bring
| mama. l want to see her one more
time" Father tod him he would
take him to her and he was brought
home and lived two hours after he got
there. He retained his consciousness
| until the end. His last words were:
Lay me down and let me die; I'm
! going to die right now"
I do nope that this will be a warning
to the young men in this vicinity ard
prepare to meet him in heaven. Don't
| think because you have plenty in this
world it will keep you here. Davis
never was in want for anything in his
life; he had what heart and tongue
could wish, but it didn't do him any
good when death came. God took
him; He had.a place in heaven for
hinl-a much better place than this
sinful world. The last gathering he
was at was prayer meeting on Sun
day evening. He told his mother that
ne enjoyed himself so much. He SCI
dom ever missed attending preaching
on Sunday.
No one knows how sad it is not to
see him any more. Everywhere lock
I think I must see him and hear him
call me. We were the only two chill
dren together any more. He leayes to
mourn his death an aged father and
invalid mother; four brothers and
three sisters. One sister preceded
him 20 the Spirit land more than 40
years ago. The oldest aud youngest
gone to heaven, where we should pre-
pare ourselves to meet them some day.
Davis was a kind hearted young
man, always ready to lend a helping
hand to anyone who called on him any
time. Never a word did he utter. He
always did what his parents told him.
He never went anywhere he was
ashamedfo his mother to know where
he had been. He never was seen In
bad company. One of his best friends
said if Davis wasn't in heaven no 9TH
er young man in this community will
ever inherit the kingdom of heaven.
His poor father and mother know
that they have two loving angels in
heaven, WHICH We SuOulu oil lSSl ptOl1u
of.
His remains we're laid to rest at his
fathers home III the presence of nu-
merous relatives and friends, who had
gathered to pay the last sad tokens OF
respect to the memory OF the departed
loved one.
A precious one from US has gone,
A voice we loved is still,
A place is vacant in our home
Which never can be filled.
God in His wisdom has recalled,
The boon His love had given,
And though the body slumbers here,
The soul is safe in heaven.
Written by his lonely, heart-broken
sister who always thought SO much Of
him. Hattie.