OBITUARY

The funeral of the late Clayton Nelson, at the Mona church last Saturday afternoon, was largely attended. The church was far too small to accommodate those who came to pay their last respects to this popular young man whose tragic death was a shock to the entire community.

The floral tributes were numerous and beautiful, expressing in a small measure the love esteem and sympathy of the community. The pall bearers were Bob Rick, Russell Helfritz, Dean Thompson, Kenneth and Lloyd Everson, Orlando Grove.

The body was laid to rest in the family lot at Pleasant Hill cemetery.

Clayton Franklin Nelson was born in Otranto Township, Mitchell County, Iowa, May 2, 1912 and died by accidental death December 12, about 10 A. M., at the age of 21 years, 7 months, and 10 days. He was baptized by Rev Esser at the home of his grandfather, C. M. Nelson, and was confirmed in the Mona Lutheran church by Rev. O. M. Langehough. He was always a faithful and active member of the church, cheerfully looking at life's problems. In 1931 he graduated from the Lyle High School.

Those surviving to mourn the loss of a loving son and brother are his mother, Mrs. Carrie Nelson, four brothers, Ernest of Albert Lea, Morris, Harlan and Vernon, and also one sister, Mrs. Harlis Anderson, all of Lyle. His father preceded him in death seven months ago.

He has always resided in Mitchell County, and was an honest citizen, always willing to do his duty. He was a young man, who by his life's example could be called a Christian.

There are a host of friends who loved and respected him as a good neighbor and friend.

Oh, grieve not dear mother,
O sister and brothers, why sheddest
thou tears?
My earthly career is now ended,
Twas only a few short years.
When I crossed the cold, silent river,
Swift music came floating in air,
A loving one met me and guided
My trembling feet on the stair.
Tho thou wouldst that I should have
lingered
To cheer thee when thou had grown
old,
The loving and All-Seeing Father de
creed earthly ties should not hold
The flower He plucked from the gar-
den
Causing thy sad heart to mourn,
Will bloom with more beauty and
fragrance,
Some day 'twill thy bosom adorn.

We wish to express our heartfelt hanks to all our neighbors and friends for their kindness and sympathy shown us during the time of our great sorrow in the loss of a dearly beloved son and brother. We also wish to thank Reverend Langehough for his comforting message, to the quartette for the beautiful songs, for the beautiful floral offering, memoral wreaths and those who decorated the church.
Mrs. Fred Nelson,
And Children

As the morning he went home to rest
A voice he heard, it was the Lord's
Who came to call him home.
We miss his face but do not want
him back,
For he has gone to a fairer home.
His years were few, his troubles he
bore,
But now it is ended he suffers no
more.
To sleep we leave him in peace and
at rest.
The parting was painful but God
knows best. Contributed