Talbot County GaArchives Obituaries.....Sidney Owen Mahone April 23 1909
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The Talbotton New Era, April 29, 1909

The Talbotton New Era
Thursday, April 29, 1909
Page 3

Woodland

Sidney Owen, the infant son of Mr. and Mrs. W.M. Mahone of Spinks Chapel died 
at the home of Mr. W.T. Bryan on Friday evening at 4 o’clock.  The funeral 
services were held at the home Saturday evening.  Rev. J.G. Harrison conducted 
the ceremonies.  The bereaved parents have the sympathy of their many friends 
here.

The Talbotton New Era
Thursday, April 29, 1909
Page 3

In Memoriam

Another pure spotless flower was gathered by the Hand Divine, when little 
Sidney Owen Mahone fell asleep on Friday, April 23.

He was the infant son of Mr. and Mrs. W.M. Mahone, only seven months have they 
been permitted to keep the beautiful baby they loved so well.

He is at rest, still the bereaved hearts cry out for the lost jewel.  He was 
stricken suddenly with pneumonia, and while all that love and skill could 
accomplish was done to hold him here, yet, God knew best as He ever does, and 
so another beautiful flower has been gathered another tie formed in this land 
beyond the sunset.

As he lay with the perfect lovely face like carved marble, the tiny waxen 
fingers holding fragrant snowy roses, it was a picture whose angelic beauty and 
sweet purity could never be forgotten, and while gazing at the tiny still face 
I realized more forcibly than ever before the truth of the words “And of such 
is the Kingdom of Heaven.”

But, then to the bereaved young parents and other relatives the one consolation 
should be that – 

Just beyond the sunset’s gold where God’s glories soft unfold,
Baby hands are beckoning there to a home of beauty rare.
This to sorrowing hearts will tell with their jewel, “All is well.”

When they miss that baby fair, with it’s face of beauty rare,
Let them look beyond the gates where a winsome Angel waits,
And with tiny beckoning hand calls them to a better land.

Mary E. McMillan



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