DIED, on Thursday, the 6th day of May, of Typhoid Pneumonia, at the residence of his brother, at Cornwall, Cherokee county, Ala., OSCAR LEE, youngest son of T. F. & W. E. STOCKS, aged 22 years.

“A light from the household is gone;
A voice we loved is stilled;
A place is vacant at our hearth,
Which never can be filled.
But to the home where angels are,
His trusting soul hath fled,
And yet we bend above his tomb,
With tears and call him dead!”

Oh, Death! Mysterious messenger, why take from us the loveliest of earth?  But a few days ago he was with us in all the pride of growing manhood.  The bloom of health upon his check, but alas, he is gone. And none will hear that “Knockie is sleeping now,” but to lament his departure.  Those who knew him best can testify to his many noble traits of character.  Possessing a lofty and generous spirit, correct judgment in all his intercourse with men, he stood above reproach and suspicion.  Possessed of every quality to fascinate and endear him to his friends, a kind and gentle disposition, warm and generous in friendship, polite and obliging to all, with a heart whose life was love, he won for himself an abiding place in the affections of all with whom he came in contact.  In the home circle he will be sadly missed, being the recipient of every tenderness, indulgence and comfort that could add to his pleasure and happiness.  Being naturally retiring in his manners and disposition, he rather avoided the companionship of strangers, and lingered fondly around the sacredness of home.  No young man ever lived more in accordance with the “Golden Rule”—Do unto to others as you would they should do unto you—than did the subject of this sad notice.  He still lives in hearts that cannot let him go, though resigned to the will of Him “who doeth all things well.”

A few years ago he made a profession of religion and joined the M. E. Church, and since that time we have had many evidences of his love for the cause of Christ, and from his early youth he has been a constant Bible reader.

His death was preceded by a very brief illness, hence there was not that time for thought that would have been had he lived longer.  And to his devoted father and mother, brothers and sisters is left the full assurance that their loss is his eternal gain.

“Too soon for us you sought your native sky,
And soared imperious to the mortal eye,
Like some clear planet shadowed from our sight—
Leaving behind long tracks of lucid light.
So shall thy bright example fire each youth
With love of virtue, piety and truth.”

Yes, dear Knockie, thou art gone,

“Yet still on thee will fond remembrance dwell,
And to others thy worth delight to tell.”

ONE WHO KNEW HIM WELL.