"The LaFayette Sun" - December 15, 1926:
WHEELER FANT DIES SUDDENLY OF PNEUMONIA
Little Wheeler Fant, seven-year old son of Mr. and Mrs. H. J. Fant of LaFayette, died at their home on Tuesday afternoon about four o'clock after an illness of several days. The little fellow had been confined to his home for several days from what was termed a light case of pneumonia, but early Tuesday his condition became violently worse and sufficient to cause his death late in the afternoon. Reports are to the effect that Wheeler developed a light case of pneumonia in the late summer from which he never fully recovered.
Funeral service will be held at Mount Olive Primitive Baptist Church in the north(western) part of the county and interment in the adjoining cemetery. Dr. J.W. Rucker, pastor of the LaFayette Baptist Church will officiate with Robinson & Cutler in charge.
AND.....
"The LaFayette Sun" - January 12, 1927:
In Memoriam To James Wheeler Fant.
Childhood in all its beautiful purity, innocent simplicity and carefree joy appeals to us all. And to have one who has just begun to realize that he is a member of our great world community plucked by the reaper strikes a sympathetic note in every human heart. Parents feel an aching void in a heart once filled with love and joy, and classmates and teacher are saddened by the sight of an empty desk.
So lovable, so kind, so full of the joy of living that we may best understand his departure by this tender poem of Longfellow:
There is a Reaper whose name is Death.
And with his sickle keen,
He reaped bearded grain at a breath,
And the flower that grew between.
My Lord needs one of these flowers gay.
The Reaper said and smiled,
Dear tokens of the earth are they,
Where He was once a child.
And it shall bloom in fields of light.
Transplanted by my care.
And a saint upon his garment white,
This tender bud shall wear.
And the parents gave in tears and pain
The flower they much did love.
They knew they should find him once again
In the fields of light above.
Oh, not in cruelty, not in wrath,
The Reaper came that day;
'Twas an angel visited the green earth,
And took the flower away.
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WHEELER FANT DIES SUDDENLY OF PNEUMONIA
Little Wheeler Fant, seven-year old son of Mr. and Mrs. H. J. Fant of LaFayette, died at their home on Tuesday afternoon about four o'clock after an illness of several days. The little fellow had been confined to his home for several days from what was termed a light case of pneumonia, but early Tuesday his condition became violently worse and sufficient to cause his death late in the afternoon. Reports are to the effect that Wheeler developed a light case of pneumonia in the late summer from which he never fully recovered.
Funeral service will be held at Mount Olive Primitive Baptist Church in the north(western) part of the county and interment in the adjoining cemetery. Dr. J.W. Rucker, pastor of the LaFayette Baptist Church will officiate with Robinson & Cutler in charge.
AND.....
"The LaFayette Sun" - January 12, 1927:
In Memoriam To James Wheeler Fant.
Childhood in all its beautiful purity, innocent simplicity and carefree joy appeals to us all. And to have one who has just begun to realize that he is a member of our great world community plucked by the reaper strikes a sympathetic note in every human heart. Parents feel an aching void in a heart once filled with love and joy, and classmates and teacher are saddened by the sight of an empty desk.
So lovable, so kind, so full of the joy of living that we may best understand his departure by this tender poem of Longfellow:
There is a Reaper whose name is Death.
And with his sickle keen,
He reaped bearded grain at a breath,
And the flower that grew between.
My Lord needs one of these flowers gay.
The Reaper said and smiled,
Dear tokens of the earth are they,
Where He was once a child.
And it shall bloom in fields of light.
Transplanted by my care.
And a saint upon his garment white,
This tender bud shall wear.
And the parents gave in tears and pain
The flower they much did love.
They knew they should find him once again
In the fields of light above.
Oh, not in cruelty, not in wrath,
The Reaper came that day;
'Twas an angel visited the green earth,
And took the flower away.
==========
"The LaFayette Sun" - December 15, 1926:
WHEELER FANT DIES SUDDENLY OF PNEUMONIA
Little Wheeler Fant, seven-year old son of Mr. and Mrs. H. J. Fant of LaFayette, died at their home on Tuesday afternoon about four o'clock after an illness of several days. The little fellow had been confined to his home for several days from what was termed a light case of pneumonia, but early Tuesday his condition became violently worse and sufficient to cause his death late in the afternoon. Reports are to the effect that Wheeler developed a light case of pneumonia in the late summer from which he never fully recovered.
Funeral service will be held at Mount Olive Primitive Baptist Church in the north(western) part of the county and interment in the adjoining cemetery. Dr. J.W. Rucker, pastor of the LaFayette Baptist Church will officiate with Robinson & Cutler in charge.
AND.....
"The LaFayette Sun" - January 12, 1927:
In Memoriam To James Wheeler Fant.
Childhood in all its beautiful purity, innocent simplicity and carefree joy appeals to us all. And to have one who has just begun to realize that he is a member of our great world community plucked by the reaper strikes a sympathetic note in every human heart. Parents feel an aching void in a heart once filled with love and joy, and classmates and teacher are saddened by the sight of an empty desk.
So lovable, so kind, so full of the joy of living that we may best understand his departure by this tender poem of Longfellow:
There is a Reaper whose name is Death.
And with his sickle keen,
He reaped bearded grain at a breath,
And the flower that grew between.
My Lord needs one of these flowers gay.
The Reaper said and smiled,
Dear tokens of the earth are they,
Where He was once a child.
And it shall bloom in fields of light.
Transplanted by my care.
And a saint upon his garment white,
This tender bud shall wear.
And the parents gave in tears and pain
The flower they much did love.
They knew they should find him once again
In the fields of light above.
Oh, not in cruelty, not in wrath,
The Reaper came that day;
'Twas an angel visited the green earth,
And took the flower away.
==========
WHEELER FANT DIES SUDDENLY OF PNEUMONIA
Little Wheeler Fant, seven-year old son of Mr. and Mrs. H. J. Fant of LaFayette, died at their home on Tuesday afternoon about four o'clock after an illness of several days. The little fellow had been confined to his home for several days from what was termed a light case of pneumonia, but early Tuesday his condition became violently worse and sufficient to cause his death late in the afternoon. Reports are to the effect that Wheeler developed a light case of pneumonia in the late summer from which he never fully recovered.
Funeral service will be held at Mount Olive Primitive Baptist Church in the north(western) part of the county and interment in the adjoining cemetery. Dr. J.W. Rucker, pastor of the LaFayette Baptist Church will officiate with Robinson & Cutler in charge.
AND.....
"The LaFayette Sun" - January 12, 1927:
In Memoriam To James Wheeler Fant.
Childhood in all its beautiful purity, innocent simplicity and carefree joy appeals to us all. And to have one who has just begun to realize that he is a member of our great world community plucked by the reaper strikes a sympathetic note in every human heart. Parents feel an aching void in a heart once filled with love and joy, and classmates and teacher are saddened by the sight of an empty desk.
So lovable, so kind, so full of the joy of living that we may best understand his departure by this tender poem of Longfellow:
There is a Reaper whose name is Death.
And with his sickle keen,
He reaped bearded grain at a breath,
And the flower that grew between.
My Lord needs one of these flowers gay.
The Reaper said and smiled,
Dear tokens of the earth are they,
Where He was once a child.
And it shall bloom in fields of light.
Transplanted by my care.
And a saint upon his garment white,
This tender bud shall wear.
And the parents gave in tears and pain
The flower they much did love.
They knew they should find him once again
In the fields of light above.
Oh, not in cruelty, not in wrath,
The Reaper came that day;
'Twas an angel visited the green earth,
And took the flower away.
==========
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