Monday January 19 friends and relatives gathered at the Connerville cemetery to pay the last sad tribute of devotion and respect to Mrs. Sam Thompson.

Mrs. Thompson (Nanny White) was born in Balton, Miss, (correction this should be Baldwyn, Miss), at an early age her life was brightened by the sweet spirit of Christianity and God unfolded their seeds of light, which strayed with her until the end. Near the close she said, “I have not received the gift of the unknown tongue or the holy dance, but God has already said. “Well done thy good and faithful servant.” Every link, which composed her life, was a strong one. She has lived near Connerville for sixteen years during this time all people who knew her looked to her for love, comfort and consolation in trouble as the budding roses look to the sky. If ever a person was (missing words) to Christ has put here for all of us to speak comforting words it was hers. She loved and appreciated the beauties that God has put here for all of us to enjoy, the rain, the snow, the sunshine and shadows. A few nights before her death she asked that the door be left ajar so she might see the stars pointing to them she said to her faithful daughters, “Girls can you appreciate those beautiful stars, learn to appreciate them.”

“Give me not scenes more pleasant but eyes to see the beauty that all around us lies, O, for the hearing ear and the seeing eye.” Such as lesson, Now, since she is gone we can’t help but grieve, but earth seems more sweet to live upon, life seems more full of love knowing that in this humble spot of earth a person so sweet, so appreciative, so forgiving, so patient has walked the same earth upon which we tread. Her fingers were always weaving beautiful wreaths of the future for those she loved. On her dying bed her weak fingers made gifts for each of her loved ones. Until the last her thoughts were how to make life more beautiful and only a few hours before Jesus called beautiful unscarred shades were bought to make her room more pleasant as she had planned it. A friend remarked, “O, if I could only do something to pay you for what you’ve done for me” smilingly she replied, “Just live for Jesus that’s the greatest thing you can do for me.” Everything was done for her that friends, relatives money and skilled physicians could do but the stubborn cancer couldn’t be controlled.

Regardless of the bad, bad roads all the neighborhood gathered to show their love for Mrs. Thompson. She leaves a devoted husband who will make his home with the his daughter, Mrs. W. W. Ingram; a handsome son Emmett H. Puryear of Ardmore; two kind obedient daughters, Mrs. Ed Barnes of Pontotoc and Mrs. Jim Orr of Connerville, two brothers, George and Bob White, three loving step children, a number of precious grandchildren and all of Connerville community to mourn her going away. Let us all take lesson from her life which was so unselfish and profit by the fine example set by Mrs. Thompson.

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