Mabel Porter
LITTLE GIRL DIES SUDDENLY
Mabel Porter, born December 1902, four-year-old Daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Harry
and Margaret (Armstrong) Porter expires in mother's arms.
HAD BEEN ILL BUT SHORT TIME
Died at the home of her parents Mr. and Mrs. Harry Porter, Tuesday evening,
about five o'clock, August 6, 1907, little Mabel, their only daughter, aged four years, 8 months, and six days.
Bright and happy and cheerful, she seemed a flower of Paradise, only permitted to bloom a short time by their side.
The word spread over town as on the wings of wind; wherever it touched, it left sorrow and the expression of sympathy for the grieved parents. Little Mabel had not been feeling well the past two weeks, and it was only Tuesday that she had been down town. After returning home she lay down upon the floor and soon called to her mother who hastened to her side when she threw up her precious little hands and expired.
The sunshine of love could not warm her life, nor the parenthood beguile her from drooping and her little life went out. The funeral services were held Thursday afternoon at the M.E. Church conducted by Rev. Golden. She was laid to rest, covered with beautiful flowers, in the little cemetery (Manning Cemetery) south of town.
Mr. Porter is one of our genial rural route men and this is indeed a hard blow to Harry and his good wife and our hearts swell in sympathy for them. They have only one child left, a small boy, who will miss his little sister as much or more than any one else, as they were constantly together. Death is a hard maker; he takes from us our brightest and best, but he cannot mar memory. It will serve as a balm to our wounded hearts.
"When we see a precious blossom
That we tended with such care
Rudely taken from our bosom,
How our aching hearts despair;
Round the little grave we linger
Till the setting sun is low
Feeling all our hopes have perished
With the flower we cherished so."