Candler County GaArchives News.....My Mother and Little Brother January 13, 1916
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Metter Advertiser, Front Page January 13, 1916
My Mother and Little Brother

Kind Editor:

Will you give me a little space in your paper? I feel sure that you will when 
my cause is found out. I wish to tell of the love I bore toward my mother and 
my little brother. I feel that I cannot be satisfied until I have done this.
Never will I forget that day at noon before my mother died. I came home from 
school and mother seemed happy. Never did I think that it was the last time 
that I should look upon her smiling face. But Oh! the afternoon of Friday, 
April 30, 1915 brought sadness to me. When I returned home from school in the 
afternoon--Oh! how I felt when my good old grandmother told me that my mother 
was almost gone, and all my cares and joys left me. I asked that I might go in 
and see her, but at first they objected. At last I went in to see my dear 
mother, and oh! how sad I was to see that her moments were few on this earth. 
She was not able to talk to me -- she didn't know me. I did not know what to 
do, so I started down the street, but I was called and told that mother was 
dead. Darkness seemed to drop upon me, and oh! what a loss it was to me -- my 
dearest friend was gone, no more could she give me the gentle advice that comes 
from a mother's heart. No more could I hear her gentle footsteps and tender 
voice on earth, and I felt that it was more than I could bear to give her up. I 
did not believe that I could bear the burden that was on my shoulders, and felt 
that the Lord had placed upon me a heavy burden, "but He never places a burden 
too heavy to be borne." But one thing I rejoiced in was that I knew my mother 
had gone to that heavenly home -- where sorrows are unknown.

She has gone to that beautiful city of rest, where noone ever says good-bye.
She has gone to that fair mansion up above the dark blue sky.

And there I shall meet her, in that heavenly home above,
And there I shall tell her, how I missed her precious love.

May our family gather around her, in that beautiful home and pray.
Then I shall rejoice, for it will be a beautiful day.

I have been treated nice by all the good people, and I hope they will be 
rewarded from above for their kindness toward us. But I cannot forget my 
mother's love, and now I long for the touch of a varnished hand, and for the 
sound of a voice that is still.
Mother left in our care an infant in whom we placed much love, but it wasn't 
for him to stay away from his mother. Grandmother took little William Clyde and 
from her he received a mother's care, but at last mother, it seemed, called for 
him, and after suffering unspeakable pain for five weeks and three days, he 
heeded to the calling, and left us on the journey to meet our mother in heaven. 
He was five months and nineteen days old. Oh! how we hated to give little 
William Clyde up, but the Lord knew best and we had to let him go, and now all 
we can do is to prepare to meet them in heaven, where love and peace shall 
forever abide. A heart-broken son and brother.

Algia. B. Collins


Additional Comments:
The original newspaper was dated January 13, 1915, but believe it was a 
typographical error and should correctly read as the year 1916.

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