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Market and Groceries
Fruit, Vegetables, Candies, and some
times barbecued meats. The place to
find plenty of good things to eat.
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FOR THE SUMMERTIME
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George Hatcher - Irwinton
Market: Groceries: Lunches
In Memoriam
God in His infinite wisdon saw fit
to send the death angel into the home
of Ernest Fountain and sever his life
from all earthly relations on Feb. 7.
He passed from this life of sorrow and
pain where human beings have so
many temptations to confront them
and the flesh is so weak that so many
mistakes are made to a gentle, loving
Father who knows and understands
the heart.
This precious life of only 29
years, it seems have been spared to
his beloved wife, three precious
children, loving parents, sisters,
brothers, relatives and friends. Yet,
we must be able to say like Job
“Though He slav me Yet, will I
trust Him” for God in His wisdom,
surely doeth all things for the good of
those who love and trust Him.
Ernest was born in Wilkinson
County, near Gordon. The most of
his life was spent in his home county.
He leaves a true and loving wife,
who was Miss Beulah Wood before
her marriage, three' children Grace,
Kenneth and an infant Agnes,
Parents Mr. and Mrs. G, A. Foun
/tain, two sisters Mrs. A. B. Wood,
Mary Fountain, also three brothers
Irvin, Royace and Clayton, together
with a host of relatives and friends,
who mourn their lost. Though it be
bis gain the human side of us cannot
be overcome by the spiritual enough
to realize this, only through the help
of our Father who is in Heaven, who
make it possible for us to live on
until together we may be reunited
around the Great White Throne.
May his going be an encentive to,
we. who are left, to fight harder to
win the prize at the end of the way
and be able to say like Paul “l
have fought a good fight,”
Ernest has gone from us but his
memory shall ever remain bright and
glowing as the noon day sun. As a
devoted husband, father, son, brother
and friend.
In Memoriam
On Thursday morning January 17
about six o’clock the Death Angel
visited our dear old home and took
away the last our dear Beloved Father
Mr- J. A. Chambers he lived to a
ripe old age but it was just as bard to
give him up. He would have been
82 years old the 29 of March 1929,
He was taken very ill with the
Spanish influenza and it developed in
to Pneumonia he was confined to his
bed about three weeks but he bore
his sufferings well he would often tell
us he had to soon leave us all that i
loving hands and the physician could
do was done but to avail we stood by
with every ready hands to do all that
could be don but his time had come i
to leave us. Gone but not forgotten.
He often told us after our Dear
Mother died that he wished he could
go to the last bereath passed out with
out a p,in or a strugle I feel that he
fell asleep in Jesus. His remains
was laid to rest at Ebenezer Cemetery
the funeral services was conducted by
Rev, J. E. Townsend of Toomsboro-
Ga., and Rev. Lawerence of Irwin,
ton, Ga. Never will his memory
fade around the grave whens he is
laid. He joined the Missionary
Babtist Church at Ebenezer about 60 .
years ago and was Baptised by Rev.
Steely and was a faithfull member for
a number of years. He leaves one
Sister and one Brother Mrs. J. E.
Fowler Mr. Milton Chambers both ot
Cochran, Ga., and three children and
many Friends and relatives to mourn
his departure. We hope to meet you
dear Father some day in that sweet
by and by.
Lonely are our hearts today for the
one we loved so dearly has forever
passed away.
His devoted baby,
Mrs. N. J, Helton.
March 29, 1929 the Angel of death
visited our community and removed
therefrom our friend J. M. Davis,
who for months made a desperate
fight to regain his health, all that
physicians, loved ones and friends
could do were of no avail. God had
need of him in that Eternal City not
made with hands.
The body was laid to rest March 30.
1929 in the family cemetery, services
being conducted by Rev. Pope
Hulette, Pastor of Mclntyre Baptist
church of which he had been a mem
ber since he was sixteen years of age.
He was in his fortieth year of life, be
ing the son of the late John and «ane
Davis.
In 1909 he was married to Miss Ola
E. Hunnicutt, who with three child
ren, Edward, John Rufus and Na
dine, two sisters, Mrs Susie Criswell,
Mrs Fannie Moore, and one brother,
J. H. Davis, a host ot relatives and
friends are left to mourn his loss, but
our loss is his eternal gam.
We had known him for years and
truly can be said “A good man has
fallen asleep, as a husband he was
devoted and true, as a father tender
and kjnd, as a friend faithful and
sincere.
It is difficult for us to try to
understand the reason for our loved
ones and friends being taken from us.
but in his departure we must
recognize that to each of us will come
the summons from on high for us to
enter into that Eternal City, as part
of the workings of God, and through !
Him alone can any measure of comfort
he found.
“God knows the way He holds the
key.
He guides us with unerring hand.
Sometime with tearless eyes will see,
Yes, there up there, will under
stand,
Then trust in God tho all thy days,
Fear not, for He doth hold thy
hand,
Tho dark thy way, still sing and
praise,
Sometime, sometime, we'll under
stand.’’
Albert Arrington
Bertha Arrington.
‘STREET OF IRWINTON:
Irwinton has lust three games to Danville.
This is how they feel.
Walking, along Pennyrow, and not
thinking about anything or talking
about anybody, I was startled by the
yelping of a turkey right at my ear.
Alter looking all around the street,
and into George Hatcher’s ice box
without ' locating Sir Thanksgiving
Christmas, I started away again and
heard the same inspiring music again.
It was nothing more feathered than a
a loose post swaying to the April-
March wind, but it did sound just
like a Dill Dixon wild turkey.
A whip-poor-will flew against the
windshield of Mrs J. H. Skelton’s
car and was so whipped out that the
poor bird died. It was one of the
prettiest birds I ever saw, and I’m
wondering why these famous birds
have such a spite at poor Will.
Yesterday I nodded in the sun
shine where the woodbine twineth
atound the wistaria and both bloom
eth considerably, when a humming
bird eased up close to me and said,
‘‘BOO!’’ I jumped and looked all
around and saw Suella and Faye
laughing, and I bet myself ten Molly
Cakes that they told the humming
bird to scare me. And a crow, down
back of little Louis Petty’s home said
Haw! haw! haw! You say you don’t
know what is a Molly Cake? Well!
where have you been all the week?
Elliott Bell says his coffee pot froze
at the top Wednesday morning and
he had to cut off the pot top with a
hack-saw.
Looked uo to see whose car I was
about to walk against, and it was Dr.
and Mrs Jack Parker riding along
The Street.
Looked around Toomsboro Tuesday
morning and found a fine lot of fresh
English peas at Ed Boone’s store and
he grew them himself. He also had
a spring sample hook of suits and
said they could make clothes to fit
long, thin, middle-aged folks that
look lots younger than they are. So,
I got measured, and with a hair cut,
which I already have, I'll soon be
stepping out.
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