Crittenden record-press. [volume] (Marion, Ky.) 1909-191?, 1916-02-03
MRS. DIXIE BRANTLEY LITTLE
A Tribute Of Respect by Her Fami.
Iy Physician, John Logan
Reynolds, M. D.

There are numbers of and various
reasons why should offer this tribute
Of res pect to the memory of the SUBJ
ject of this emor Ii has been my
privilege-as well as pleasure-to be
the family physician of her father.
Robert Even Brantley, since Dixie
was a small girl, therefore, | was con-
stantly associated with her in the
pleasant relation of friendship in vari-
Gus ways, at various times, and at
different places. Consequently have
known her very intimately during the
period of her childhood and youth as
well as the fleeing years she was per-
mitted to live since reaching the age
of womanhood. Being thus associat-
ed with her IN the various walks of
life, have the unmistakable evidence
to that she was plain, congenial, 'un-
assuming Christian girl, who always
proved her faith by her daily deport-
ment, thereby holding the utmost con-
fdence of her large Number of friends.
She was reared by parents whose
motto is-"Train up child in the
way he should go; and when he is old, |
he will not depart from it, proverbs
22:6)
The statement that she made during
the month of December, 1915. which
was published in the Providence En-
terprise and also the Crittenden Record
Press, relative to her condition and
desire to thank her many friends for
all kindness and favors shown her dur
ing her illness, doubtless closed her
correspondence with all newspapers for
life. While she wrote this memorable
communication with a feeble hand,
conscious of the fact that she could
not possibly live but very short time,
being confined to her bed with no hope
Of leaving it again only through death,
yet with a clear mind. and heart sub
missive to the rules Of the Dispenser
Of all good, she took TINS method of
thanking her friends for what they
had already done for her. and also to
admonish them Of the uncertainty of
life, the certainty of death. and the
important necessity of being ready.
have been engaged in the practice
OF medicine for more than fifteen years,
have seen number of sick people die,
but readily confess that the scene
witnessed during the closing hours Of
this pure life. far exceeds anything, of
this nature. that has ever been my
sad experience to behold. During the
last few months Of her life. the theme
Of her thoughts and actions seemed to
be delightful preparation for a jour
ney or visit, in which she took great
pleasure, TO know that she would soon
be with kindred and friends whom she
had not seen for a period Of time.
When in her last hours, after every
thing that medical skill. human thought
fitness and tender hands could do for
her had been done. but all to no lasting
advantage, and while she was bidding
her family and friends goodby and as
surfing them Of her certainty Of heaven.
i approached the side of her bed and
asked her if she wished to say any
thing to me? With the afFectionate
look Of only true and faithful friend,
with my right hand clasped in hers and
with her left hand resting on the back
Of my neck, she said: doctor you
have been good to me. and always
come when called for you. farewell. I"
Amid those Christian triumphs she left