DEATH OF MARTHA MCGEE
On Saturday, Dec 4,,1915 the death angle swept through our community and claimed as its victim, Aunt Martha McGee. Aunt Martha was sick only a few days being 3 weeks ago the 7th since she left her sons well and hearty as usual, to return to her own home at Mr. Jim Beavers. She was somewhere near 84 years of age.
Leaving one sister Auth Sarah Bett King, one sister-in-law Mrs. Beckey Hill and 7 children, 3 sons Messes, Joe, Will, and George Tom McGee, and 4 daughters Mrs. Beckey Beavers, Mrs. Lou Gooch, Mrs. Nannie Lash, and Mrs. Fannie Danley to your the loss of a loving mother.
Aunt Martha was known for a distance around and loved by all who know her.

For several years the children and grandchildren and people from everywhere around had given her a birthday dinner every year on the 10th of July, everyone seemed to look forward to that day as one of great enjoyment, and large crowds would gather with baskets and boxes of all kinds of niche things to eat to celebrate her birthday but the happy hours and days with her here are past and gone and we can never have her company on earth again, but we live to meet her in a better world that this where we can be celebrating all the time.

I don’ know just what church she was a member of but I Guess the Christian church but let her belong to what church she might or to go to, she was a good woman, and to know her was to love her. Aunt Martha like many others had a hard discouraging time up until the last several years of her life. Being left a widow when her children were all small, but she made the best of life she could and won for herself the friendship of all who knew her. We know we cannot call her back to us nor any of the happy hours we have spent with her here.

I would say to her relatives and friends live to meet her another day where you will nevermore
Tis sad oh! so sad, to think of giving mother up forever here, but tis sweet to know that this is not all the life we and spend with her.

If we live as we should we can spend eternity with her where there is no sickness, no death and no parting tears to be shed, and we will be far happier than we have ever been here. Aunt Martha was laid to rest the 6th in the Hill Cemetery by the side of her husband who preceded her to the grave several years ago.
Bloom brightly sweet roses,
Bloom brightly above,
The form that we love.
Diffuse o’er her bosom
The sweetest perfume,
That smiles o’er her tomb.
A Friend