Marion Thrustin Pettit was born December 3, 1892 near Willow Lakes, and was the second child to bless the home of Mr. and Mrs. James Pettit. For several years Marion was troubled during the winter season with a severe cough, which proved very annoying to him. On November 13th he came home from school complaining of a cold and sore throat. The usual remedies were applied and apparently he was getting along nicely. Wehnesday, the 18th, he was taken much worse. The doctor was summoned, and he with the father and mother did all that loving hands could do to administer to his wants. But the dear Savior had better things awaiting the fair child, and at 3 o'clock thursday morning he passed away. As tender bands often pluck the most beautiful of roses, so Jesus often gathers the most beautiful blossoms which adorn our earthly homes, to deck the immortal bowers of the glory world, and with Job we are able to say:
"There is no death! The stars go down
To rise upon some fairer shore.
And bright in heaven's jeweled crown
They shine forever more.
There is no death! An angel form
Walks o'er the earth with silent tread;
He bears our best loved things away,
And then we call them 'dead.'
And ever near us, though unseen,
The dear Immortal spirits tread;
For all the boundless universe
Is life--there is no dead."
Transcribed from my Grandmother's scrapbook. No newspaper name or publication date is available. I believe it was the Lake Preston SD area.