People's Pilot, Volume 6, Number 41, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 1 April 1897 — On the Death of John E. Randle. [ARTICLE]

On the Death of John E. Randle.

Editor Pilot:—l was very much pained to learn through your paper last week of the death of my old friend, Jno. E. Randle. I had the pleasure of being' a member of his family one winter while teaching in Hanging Gr’ve and well knew and appreciated the value of his honest friendship. He was a man of strong character, strictly honorable himself, and always honest and candid with everyone. The wife has lost a kind, loving, noble husband; the children, an indulgent father, and Jasper county a most worthy citizen. His ele gant home was always the abode of princely hospitality, and many a bright picture of sweet-voiced welcome comes back to the friends of Mr. Randle when they think of the years that are gone. •‘So fades a sun mer’s cloud away. So sinks the gale when storms are o’er. So gently shuts the eye of day. So dies a wave along the shore.” “I am the resurrection and the life,” said our Blessed Redeemer. We thank Him for those words and fondly cling to His many promises. Life would not be worth the living were the souls of our loved ones to go out in darkness and nothingness forever. The grave grows wider and deeper every day, and into its mighty bosom we will all go. But there is another and a brighter picture in the future,i far beyond

earthly scenes; far beyond the sighing and dying, our loved ones are waiting and watching for us, standing like sentinels on the ramparts of the better land, farewell old friend! In the land of the blest, in the glad springtime of eternity I will take thee by the hand and look again into thy face, farewell. Charles N. Huston, M. D.

IraF. Burnham, Supt. Stoughton Rubber Co., Stough ton, Mass, arrived last Thursday to spend a few days with his brother, Squire Burnham. It is the visitor's first introduction to Indana and a more disagreeable season could not have been selected than the present. However, he was at once put in tow of that inim itabie M. L. Spitler, and if he fails to inflate on the beauties of Hoosierdom, it will be proof of his impenetrable yankee fullness.