Tuesday, April 24, 2012
John Presley Fletcher
In Lonoke, Ark, Sept. 4, of congestion of the brain, John Presley Fletcher, son of Wm. P and Ella Fletcher, aged 3 years and 8 days.
The silver cord is loosed, the golden bowl is broken, and the spirit of little Jhonnie has winged its flight to the Paradise above. A tender blossom has been taken from the chilling blasts of earth and transplanted in the celestial gardens.
“But not in cruelty, not in wrath.
The Reaper came that day.
‘Twas an angel visited the green earth
And took the flower away.”
To the bereaved and grief stricken parents, I would fain to offer words of consolation, but there is no healing for such wounds. save the balm of Gilead so lavishly poured forth by the Great Physician. I can only commend them to him who doeth all things well and who doth not willingly afflict the children of men. May they be enabled to say, “The lord gave, and the Lord taketh away, blessed be the name of the Lord.” D.A.E.
Arkansas Evangel, Little Rock, Arkansas
October 11, 1883