| Show Funeral of H. H Mawhinney 1 1 Masonic hall was filled with relatives friends and admirers of Hugh S. S Maw Maw- Kinney Saturday afternoon to pay their I last respects to the popular citizen so ro I long an active member of ot our community ity The impressive Masonic ritual services were conducted by Worshipful Master II H. I C. C Haylor Baylor assisted by officers of or the lodge ledge Solos were feelingly rendered by Douglas Merrill and John C. C Green Jr Elder Zach of the L L. D. D D S. S church was the only speaker paying a high tribute tributo to the deceased referring to his hla life long residence re in ln our midst and his faithful services as an esteemed citizen During his address he read the thc following appropriate lines of Edgar A A. A j Guest AT S A man Is at his finest towards the thc I finish h of the year He Is almost what he should be when Christmas seasons season's here Then hes he's thinking more of others than hes he's thought the th month before And tho he laughter of his children Is a aJoy I Joy worth north tolling toiling for Ho is s less a selfish creature than at any other time When the tho Christmas spirit rules him ho he comes close to the sublime When its it's Christmas man is bigger and i Is better In his part He is keener for tho the service that is prompted by the heart Ii All tho the petty thoughts and narrow seem to vanish for a while And the true reward hes he's seeking is the I glory of or a smile r Then for others ho is tolling and some some- somehow somehow somehow how it seem to mo ma maThat That at Christmas he is almost what God wanted him to be II i If It I had to paint ture tore of a man I I think Id I'd wa Till hed he'd fought his h s selfish battles and had put aside his hate Id I'd not catch him at his labors when his thoughts ale aie all of or pelf pel On the tho long days dS's and the thc dreary when hes he's striving for himself Id I'd not tage tago him when hers he's h s sneering when he's hes scornful or depressed But Id I'd look look- for him at Christmas when hes he's shinning at his best bestMan b bestMan st st. Man is ever in a struggle and hes he's oft i misunderstood I Thero aro are days the worst that's In him is the master of the good But at Christmas s kindness rules him and he puts himself aside I And his petty hates bates are ar vanished and his hla heart Is open wide Oh I dont don't know how to say gaY it but somehow it seems jo J tome me That at Christmas Christmas' man man Is what God G d sent cent nt him here to be I II I I |
