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The Western Star, May 28, 1892.

A SUDDEN DEATH.

The two months old daughter of Mr. and Mrs. George Maxted, who reside in Nescatunga, was found dead in the bed beside its mother Thursday morning. The child was apparently well when the mother retired with it the evening previous, and its sudden death was probably the cause of heart failure, as the child had never been very strong since its birth. Mrs. Maxted had been in attendance at the revival meeting there Wednesday evening, and it was one o'clock Thursday morning when she retired, at which time the child showed no signs of being unwell or suffering in the least. The funeral was set for yesterday morning at 10 o'clock.

The Western Star, June 4, 1892.

Mary May, daughter of George and Sadie Maxted, was born the 4th of March, 1892, in Nescatunga, Comanche county, Kansas, and died May 26th, 1892, with supposed heart failure, aged 2 months and 22 days. Rev. F. C. Eden preached a very interesting and encouraging sermon, which was of great comfort to the bereaved. His text was Luke, 18th chapter, 16th verse. Mary, although so young, had won her parents love, and was a very bright and active babe. All who became acquainted with little Mary learned to love her. So she came as a spring blossom and left as summer was ushered in, Jesus claiming the little lamb as his own. "Suffer little children to come unto me and forbid them not, for of such is the kingdom of heaven." Little Mary's remains was laid to rest in the Nescatunga cemetery, May 27th.

Fearfully we lowly laid her,
"Neath the grass that grew so green,
And the form of darling Mary,
In our home no more is seen.

Oh, sweet Mary when we meet thee,
In the joyous realms above,
Gladly will we haste to greet thee,
Filled will be our hearts with love.

Little Mary was our darling,
Pride of all the hearts at home,
But the breezes floating lightly,
Came and whispered, Mary, come.

F. C. E.


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