Mrs.
David O'Quinn
(SELENA RAMSEY O'QUINN) Williams, March 5 (1918) Mrs
David O'Quinn died at the Clara EsDorn Infirmary in Walterboro Saturday
morning
following an operation. Mrs O'Quinn was very ill when taken to the
infirmary
and little hope was entertained as to her recovery, so her death, while
quiet a
shock to her family and friends was not wholly unexpected. Mrs O'Quinn was 62 years of age
and was prominent in the life of the community. She was the mother
of a
number of children all of whom have taken their places as strong men
and women,
and are well thought of and known. She is survived by her husband (David Elijah O'Quinn) and the following
children: Mrs R C Brabham, Mrs Henry Carter, Mrs H C (should be H O) Wynne, Misses Ruth and Dell O'Quinn and J T, J
L
and Newton O'Quinn. She also is survived by one brother, Joseph Ramsey. The
funeral was held Sunday in
the presence of a large concourse of relatives and friends. The
services were
conducted at the grave by Rev W B McCuen, after which interment was had
at the family
plot.
SELENA
O'QUINN PRESS
&
STANDARD In sad
and loving remembrance of
our darling mother, Lena O'Quinn, wife of David O'Quinn, who departed
this life But your
smile still lingers near
us, Sweet as when we saw you last.
Dearest
mother, thou has left us,
And thy loss we deeply feel. But the
God who has bereft us, He
will all our sorrows heal. Your
loving cheerful voice and
sweet loving face, No one can fill your vacant place. Long days
and nights you were in
pain, You looked for cure, but looked in vain, But God,
who knows all things
best - Relieved you of your pain and gave you rest. Can we
help from being lonely?
When your sweet voice we hear no more? Loving
thoughts will always
linger around the grave where you are laid. O're her
peaceful bosom they
folded her hands so thin; Weary hands that labored, us from want to
keep; Now
they rest forever, poor tired mother, sleep, We lay
upon her bosom, O so
tender and so true; Pure fragrant flowers, fragrant with the dew. Ah,
our
hearts are heavy with the dew of tears; Mother to know that thy form
lies cold
and silent there. And those
who think of you today,
dear mother Are the ones that loved you best. Our
sadness is made lighter when we
think of meeting Where we will part no more. Oh, how
we loved you then, and
always will. And
across your tranquil bosom
Tenderly your hands we folded A place
is vacant in our home
which never can be filled. And
though her body slumbers Her
soul is safe in Heaven. Mother,
dear, sweetly
slumber till we meet. Children, Doreen
(Wynne) and Delle (Smith)
COPIED FROM
MICROFILM OF - THE PRESS AND STANDARD
NEWSPAPER |
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