BEDFORD WEEKLY MAIL BEDFORD, INDIANA FRIDAY, MAY 2, 1902 Death Of George C. Hulse. George Cornelius Hulse, son the late Walford Hulse, died at the home of his grandmother, Martha A. Green, Tuesday afternoon at 4:25. He would have been 13 years old the 5th of June. He had been a sufferer for many months with consumption and heart trouble. The friends have the sympathy of all. He leaves a mother and sister, and many friends to mourn his death. The funeral took place Thursday afternoon at 2 o'clock at the home of Mrs. Martha A. Green on 19th and G streets. Burial in Green Hill Cemetery. *********** FRIDAY, MAY 9, 1902 B. L. Millican, Manager of the Prudential Insurance Co. Friday paid to Mrs. Emma Hulse, mother of Geo. C. Hulse, who died last week of consumption, $120, the amount of a policy held on her son's life. ******** A CARD. It is my earnest desire to thank my friends and neighbors for their kindness during the sickness and death of my son, George Hulse. MRS. EMMA HULSE. ************** FRIDAY, MAY 16, 1902 OBITUARY. George Cornelius Hulse, aged 13 years and the only son of Mrs. Emma Hulse, was born June 5, 1889 and did April 29, 1902 at the home of his grandmother, Martha A. Green. George had been in delicate health for about one year, and was compelled to abandon the school room last fall. As a student he was diligent and never weary. He was an unusually bright and industrious boy and loved by all who knew him. His highest ambition seemed to be the welfare of his dear mother, his father having passed away about for years ago. When his health began to fail, he tried to be cheerful for the comfort of his friends as well as himself. So the day of his mingled sufferings went on until he had lost all hope, though he kept silent about it. He realized his condition all along. His affliction was borne in patience up to the last. His every want and need were supplied by his kind friends. He never wanted his mother to leave his bedside and one day he said, "We have such good friends mamma." He leaves a mother, a sister and many friends. The brief earth life which brought such bliss to the home circle is unfolding in that Paradise of God. The bereaved ones have left to them all the rich promises of our heavenly Father for the solace. For at last the Father gathers his beautiful harvest all in his eternal garden, where there is no more sorrow and death. "My Lord has need of these flowers gay, The Reaper said and smiled; Dear tokens of the earth are they, Where he was once a child." "They shall all bloom in the fields of light, Transplanted by my care, And saints upon their garments white, Theses sacred blossoms wear." And the mother gave in tears and pain, The flower she most did love; She knew she would find it all again In the fields of light above. O, not in cruelty, not in wrath, The Reaper came that day; 'Twas an angel visited the green earth, And took the flower away.