The Pickens sentinel. (Pickens, S.C.) 1911-2016, 1914-11-05
Well-Known Citizen
Passes to the Beyond

death-a Bible truism. Death!
Ia debt we all, sooner or later,
shall be called on to pay.
BE ye also ready" for ye
know not when the summons
shall come.
L. r. Dalton, known far and
wide over this county, and the
upper Piedmont section to many
people, and spoken of affection
ately, by his many friends, as
Rex" Dalton, is today, no more
in the flesh, the spirit of this
good man is basking in the
sunlight of his Lord whom he
loved to serge, and his memory
will linger long with those who
knew him best and loved him
we'll.
The deceased was IS years old
and a native of Greenyilie
county, being born near Grove
Station, where he was raised
and lived until 1880, when he
moved to this county and settled
in the Mile Creek section and
resided until his death. In
early life he was united in mar
riage to Miss jamie Bowen, and
Of this happy union he leaves
nine children-five sons and
four daughters-as follows:
Mrs. Thompkins, Mrs. Bolding,
Mrs. Chapman and Miss Bessie
Dalton, and Messrs. S. B.,
Charley, Clarence, Will and
Robert Dalton. all Of whom are
residing in the county and were
with their father in his last
illness.
Mr.. Dalton's death was caused
from pneumonia, after a short
illness, and after all that medi-
cal skill and loving hands could
do to alleviate his suffering.
He was buried the day follow
ing his death at Mile Greek
church, of which he was a
member, with Masonic honors,
the funeral service being con-
Quoted at the grave by Rev.
Fulton Childress, in the presence
of q large concourse Of sorrowlng
relatives and friends.
Mr.. Dalton was a man of very
generous impulses and never
forgot the ways of the pioneer:
The stranger never failed to find
food and shelter if he sought it
at his hands, and he was at
home by the bedside of the sick
and delighted in all kind and
neighborly offices.
He had borne adversity brave
ly and enjoyed prosperity quiet
ly. He had filled the various
relations of life, as son, husband,
father, brother, friend, and
filed them well. Who can do
more?
But he is gone! Another name
is stricken frop the ever-lessen-
ing roll Of o' >ldiers, and a
lonely and soI1l ,are left
but it must G 20 z Sese
tender human tie o w
cred without a E2S2sV g ost, T. in
such a death as h., there is
really no cause for grief. His
lifework was done, and we'll
done. He had neared bis ;,llot-
ted time and, wearied with life's
duties and cares, weary of suf-'
fering and care, he lay down to
rest.
How much this community
owes him, and such as he, it is
impossible to estimate, though it
would be a grateful task to trace.
his influence through some Of
the more direct channels, to hold
him up in his various characters
of husband and father, of neigh
Dor and friend, to speak of the
sons and daughters he has reared
to perpetuate his name and en-
ulate his virtues. But it comes
not in the scope of this brief ar
ticle to do so. Suffice it to say,
he lived nobly and died peace
fully at the age Of IS years. The
stern Reaper found him, as a
shock of corn, fully ripe for the
harvest. y Not for him be our
tears! Rather let us crown his
grave with garlands; few of us
may live as long-or as we'll
and fewer yet will the Angel of
Death greet with such a loving
touch.
So mote it be. Amen.