HABERSHAM CO., GA -- OBITUARIES -- Howard Walker, 1918

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Submitted by Dawn Watson (booleygirl@aol.com)

From the Tri-County Advertiser, Clarkesville, GA, October 7, 1918
issue:

Thursday the many friends of Captain and Mrs. A. C. Walker, of Mt.
Airy, were shocked and grieved to hear of the death of their seven
year old son, Howard.  The little boy had an attack of influenza
followed by double pneumonia.

In spite of tender nursing and vigilent nursing the young life 
could not be saved.  The Angel of Death bore away a child who was
the joy and hope of his parents.

Little Howard was a boy of unusual promise, a brave, generous, manly
fellow.  He was the constant companion of his father.  The little
figure trudging after Captain Walker whom he idolized, was a familiar
sight in Mr. Airy.

Howard admired his father and strove to imitate in every way; a deep
affection existed between the two.  To the lonely father only faith
in an all-merciful God can bring comfort.

To the gentle, devoted mother and to the loving older sister there 
will come the healing knowledge that Howard is in the land of the 
blest where little children play and sing with the angels, safe from
sickness and sorrow.

To the little sister who has lost her playmate and who early in life
has had to drink from the bitter cup of grief, time will bring
solace.  In eternity Howard, ever young, ever free from pain, will
watch over Dorothy.

There is one consoling thought for family and friends, the Father 
who called the dear little lad home loves his children with a love
that exceedeth our love, and so every heart that has been saddened
whispers "Thy will be done".