Montgomery County sentinel. [volume] (Rockville, Md.) 1855-1974, 1913-03-07
In MefnoriaIn.

M. j. NJ,
Washington, d. C.


LYsANDER ETcHISoN.
Death. whose silent ministry never ceases,
has removed from our midst Mr.. Lysander
Etchison, who died at his home in Balti-
more, Md, on Friday evening, February ID.
1918. in the 82nd year of his age. He had
been a sufferer for the past two years from
valvular heart trouble.
Mr.. Etchison was born in Montgomery
county. Md, being son of the late Perry
G. and Elizabeth Etchison. He was widely
known both in Montgomery and Frederick
| counties, where he had spent most OF his
life, and where he had a host Of friends
by whom he was highly esteemed.
Besides his aged widow, who was Miss
Price before her marriage, he leaves four
children-two sons. Frank and Clarence
EtchisOn, of Baltimore, Md, and two daugh-
tiers, Mrs. Lee Carey, of Baltimore, and Mrs.
Clarence Griffith, of Boyds, Md He also
leaves three sisters-Mrs. Roberta Ham
mond, of Baltimore Mrs. Mary p. J. Wa
tiers. widow of Horace Waters, and Miss
Fannie Etchison, both of Germantown, Md.
Death coming to Mr.. Etchson at a time
in life when he had passed the bounds Of
mans allotted years on earth, it might be
asked:
why weep We for him, who. having won
The bound Of man appointed years, at last,
Lies blessings all enjoyed, life's labors
done.
Serenely to his final rest has passed;
While the soft memory of his virtues, yet,
Linaers like twilight hues, when the bright
sun is setY"
We answer and say. we wish we could
accept this philosophy. But. to us who
knew him and loved him, 1t was just as
hard to give him up in old age as it would
have been had he been taken sooner.
For although he was what we consider
old in years. yet his kind and genial dis
position, his love for the society Of young
people, his great pleasure in seeing and
helping them enjoy themselves, endeared
him to all who knew him. This fact often
made us forget how old dear Uncle SANDY
really was, and we did not realize. until a
comparatively recent date, when he was
stricken with the malady that caused his
death, that soon we must give him up.
He was q man who enjoyed living
| Nothing gave him more genuine pleasure
than his visits each summer TO his native
county of Montgomery, where he had passed
most of his life, and in visiting his numer-
|
gomery and Frederick counties.
He was man not given to ostentatiOn OF
show He was the embodiment Of sincerity,
and nothing so displeased him as the hypo-
critical. He judged men by what they we're
rather than by what they seemed.
We are thankful to Him who spared his
life so long, that He made his departure
so easy and without suffering. The end
came soon after retiring, at which time he
seemed as well as usual, on the evening o.
Friday February ii, 1918, when he passed
away
Like one who wraps the drapery Of hi'
couch
About him, and lies down to pleasant
dreams"
The interment was in Loudon PaTl
Cemetery. Baltimore. Md, on February l6
1913 The funeral services were conducte'
by Rev Franklin Bryan. Of the NJ. p. Church
las a cloud of the sunset, slow melting il
heaven,
AS star that is lost when the daylight /
given,
As a glad dream of slumber, which waken
in bliss,
He has passed to the world Of the hol!
from this
E.H.W.
Germantown, Md. Feb. 26. 1913.
Died, on February 9th, 1913, at the homC
of her parents, near Wheaton. Rachel Cor.
della beloved and only daughter Of W
Scott and Grace White Beall aged
months and Is days
The funeral took place Saturday morn.
ing from the family residence, Rev. o. W
Henderson, pastor Of the Rockville Baptist
Church, officiating. lnteTment was In Rock
vile Cemetery.
This little ray of sunshine, loaned only
for few months to gladden. the hearts Of
fond parents, has been suddenly ObscureC
by the dark clouds Of death when just
beginning to exhale its sweetness. On
why is it that these dear little ones come
to departl
The great profusion Of flowers sent L
her home was test Of the love and sym
patty Of friends.
Within casket white as snOwilakes.
Nestled all among the flowers.
Lies our pure and stainless Rachel
That little while was ours.
Another little lamb has gone
To dwell with Him who gave,
Another little darling babe
Is sheltered in the grave
Ere sin could harm or sorrow fade.
Death came with friendly care,
The opening bud to Heaven conveyed
And babe It blossom there.
Weep not for her. fond parents.
For she is with the blest.
And happy now in Heaven,
Safe on Jesus breast
GRANDMA WHITE