Show OBITUARY Impressive funeral services were held Monday afternoon at the First ward meeting house over the remains of Mrs Schylcr Brown who departod this life on the 10th inst The services were presided over by Bishop McKell The invocation was given by Joseph Wilkins The speakers were Elias Lewis Serenus Gardner and Henry Gardner The choir sang Sister Thou Wast Mild and Lovely Nearer My God to Thee and God Moves In A Mysterious Way The Nelson sisters rendered very beautifully SomeTime Some-Time Well Understand Benediction was offered by W 0 Creer Mrs Ellen Brown was in the fifty second year of her life and seemed healthy and strong on Monday the 21st when she spent the day witn her daughter Mrs Arthur Thomas When she returned home however she was taken ill and rapidly grew worse until the end came Saturday morning She leaves a husband one son and one daughter to mourn her loss God touched him with His finger and he slept the poet wrote So may we say of this dear lifeGod touched her with His linger and she slept but not until a beautiful life was lived a noble example of patience fidelity to truth and faith were given Not until visions of a heavenly life in Jesus Christ had cheered the valley of the shadow And now that she sleeps memory takes up the harp of life and smiting the strings finds that her virtues melt into music So it ever is when a life is nobly and divinely I lived Andrew P I Nielsen of Palmyra died last Friday the 18th inst after suffering suf-fering from consumption over a year Funeral services were held over the remains at the Palmyra meeting house last Sunday The speakers were Erastus Otteson Gilbert Knnudson Thomas Halverson and Bishop A T Money Andrew P Nielsen was horn February Feb-ruary the 4th 1874 in Spanisn Fork He served his country in the Philip pine insurrection No bronze or marble shaft no splendor I splen-dor of ancient or modern tombs and no play of immortal pnius can adorn the memory of such manly men Their lives their deeds their influence influ-ence living I or dead and their pure aspiration are the monuments that will keep their names burning in the home and the heart of kindred and brethern while the flying moments are dimming with their dust and rust the inscription upon the brightest obelisk obe-lisk in the cemetery While the silence si-lence of death wraps and chills us at this moment memories sweet and precious come crowding in |