Little token of Remembrance On Feb 11th, 1920, a beautiful and useful life was ended when God in his infinite wisdom removed from our midst my beloved friend, Ruth McDaniel Davis. Ruth was ill about 10 days but her sickness was not considered very serious until a few hours before her death. Scarcely was the seriousness of her case realized until she was quietly falling asleep in the arms of Jesus. The suddenness of her going away makes it doubly hard to bear. Every possibly effort was made to prolong her life but our kind heavenly father, who doeth all things well tho't best to take her himself, and sent angels to gently hear her spirit across the river of life to the mansions of the blest. Ruth possessed all the noble qualities of soul that formed the character of a kind daughter and sister, an affectionate wife and useful Christian. As a friend I shall miss her more than anyone, for being deprived of a sister, she came nearer filling that place in my heart than anyone else. Indeed she was a true and faithful friend and while I miss her I will ever cherish her memory and be thankful for her friendship and loyalty. "I wonder why in this bright world Most every joy is mixed with care- In all the gladness of our lives, Why must some sorrow have a share? Why must a tear drop ever appear To mar our happiness withal- And force it's way in our midst Making our spirits surely fall ?" Ruth was married Dec. 7th 1916 to Mr. J. T. Davis of Reynolds, Ga. and altho their married life was short, their home was the gem of the earth and the companionship of each other the essence of life itself. Death is a silent and merciless reaper, and often gathers loved ones in their happiest season. "Blessed are the dead who die in The Lord." Besides her husband she leaves a father and mother, three sisters and one brother to mourn her departure. "We grieve because we feel the separation so keenly but we must be comforted with the tho't, "God hath made us and we are his". So after all death is only going home. Nelle