Obituary of JOHN W. LASHLEY, 1928, Saline County, AR

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Date: 19 Aug 2001

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Benton Courier - Saline County - June 14,1928 pg8c6

In Loving Memory of J.W. Lashley
     
On May 22, 3:30 p.m., 1928, the death angel visited the home of Mrs. 
Lizzie Lashley and took from us and her, her loving husband and father,
leaving broken hearts and a pall of gloom, where glad hearts and bright 
rays of hope and happiness reigned a few days ago.  He is gone but he 
passed peacefully to rest from troubles, trials and disappointments and 
sorrow that are strewn along the pathway of this life of pain and death.
We are given this short life to prepare for that home over there, where 
loved ones are awaiting our coming and where we shall all be gather home.
'Tis a sweet solemn thought to think that the time will soon come where 
we can lay aside the burdens and hardships of life in this unfriendly 
world and go to that upper kingdom where we will dwell in joy and peace 
forever.

Let us weep not dear ones, for we know he is at rest. Let us just be 
prepared to meet him in the great beyond where death and sorrow are 
never known.

He lived to be eighty-one years of age.  He is survived by his wife,
four sons and four daughters; Mrs. Laurel Gantz, Roy, Louie, Mae; one 
step-son, Charley Rodgers, all of Benton; Mrs. J. W. Neal, of Louisiana; 
J. D. Lashley of California; Mrs. Walter Page of Weatherspoon, Ar.
 
He was laid to rest in the Hicks Cemetery. Funeral services were 
conducted by Elder J. E.Cobb of Benton.
   
   A precious one, from us has gone
   A voice we love is still
   A place is vacant in our house
   That never can be filled.

   Thou art gone, thy precious father
   Never more cans't thou return
   You will sleep a peaceful slumber
   Till the resurrection morn.

   We have lost a darling father
   He has bid us all adieu
   He has gone to live in heaven
   And his form is lost to view

   But, it is faith's tear dimmed eyes
   That can see through all space
   Amidst the angel-crowded skies,
   We'll see dear and well known faces.

   With beckoning hands he seems to say
   Though all his suffering is o'er
   His lovely form was borne away
   To that celestial shore.
        Written by Mrs. Roy Lashley

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