Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1918-10-02
Frank Salter Gave His Young
Life for His Country and
Its Flag.


and with the point of a diamond and
would cast his record heavenward.
For the stars that glittered in the
blue shield that swung so low at
night were not more brilliant than
this young mans hopes. Youths gol-
den dreams were his. The spring in
his heart rippled and tossed waves,
and was never still. Youth and hope
poured out their treasures at his
feet; unconquered worlds shook out
their banners in. his face.
Through his veins blood flowed like
quicksilver singing to him the sweet
song of life, and cross the field of
hope sweet zephyrs blew.
Surely death loves a shining mark
andEHeaven gives it's favorites early
death. For this young man, loving
and beloved, had walked but a little
way along the highway where the
multitude press. But he had reached
far enough to become the c~enters of
many fond hopes; far enough to
gather around him the genuine ad-
miration and devotion of all who
touched his young life; far enough
to awaken in the hearts of his friends
dreams of what the future years
would bring to one possessed of so
many happy aptitudes and so many
rich endowments.
1t is one of the blessed consola-
lions left US that we can treasure in
our memories the qualities of char
acter so splendid and beautiful in the
souls of those who slip away from
us. And surely there is much of COM
fort and peace in the recollection of
how this young man filled the short
years that were given him here. His
innate refinement never manifested it
self more than in the unfailing cour-
tesy he gave to those of older years,
and in his sense of reverence for
things sacred, with a CHEEKY dispo-
sition for his young friends who low
ed his association. "s7, 80
The absence Of one 50 young, and
pcpecg ma
ny fine things, would be an unbear-
able loss were it not for the assuring
consolation that with him all is fair
and we'll. 1t is sad indeed when the
old die; in fact, we never are ready
to receive the shock. But in regard
to this young man, whose heart ard
life were so full of hope, death
strikes doubly. sad. The grief of his
beloved mother and father is bound
less.
From a human standpoint it seems
sad that one so young with a bright
future before him should pass away
in the very spring-time OF his life.
while the birds are singing, the flow
ers of youth blooming, nature smll-
ing and the breezes gently tanning
his youthful brow. But our God
makes no mistakes. He gathers the
most fragrant flowers from his gar
den and ~transplants them. in the
beautiful garden of Eden, by the
river of life. Let the relatives and
fond friends rejoice in the truth that
he met his Pilot face to face at the
crossing and passed over peacefully.
May the happy vision that so
charmed the sweet singer of Israel
rest as a benediction upon the merl-
DRY of Frank Salter forever.
His warfare is over. His armor has
been laid aside, the victory has been
won. Let us cherish his memory. His
life was beautiful and his death glo-
rious.
He gave his life for your country
and my country, your flag and my
flag, your liberty and my liberty,
your life and my life.
Bright summers sun, shine gently
here;
Soft Southern wind, blow lightly
here;
Green sod above, lie light, lie light.
Good night, Frank, good night, good
night.
J. Russell Wright.
Red Gross Activities.
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