Clipped From Lockhart Post-Register
fN. P. MeCARUSV PBAD fter, an illness of - several fchs/Nat P. McCarley died at home on South Commerce St, vockhart, Saturday morning at i ntimites after ten o'clock, ugh Mr. McCarley'a death had t Expected for many days it s no less a blow when it came. The body was prepared for bur- and amid a mass of flowers r in state at the family home fere numerous friend! anil ac-> Lintanifts called, to extend con- Hence to the family. [Mr. McCarley was one of the Best citizens ofvLockhartr-a defendant of pioneer stock. His an- jstors had to do with the early Iveiopment of Texas and the sublet of this sketch has done his krt toward the present devlop- lent of Caldwell county. (Mr. McCarley was born in what j now known as the Brownsboro Jmtmunity, Oct. 23, 1854. There fe grew to manhood availing him fclf of the advantages offered by be schools of his time. It Was to be expected of N. P IcCnrley that he should at nil mes be n patriotic citizen, will if? to sacrifice for the goo of his late or of his community. He was San Antonio: Mr. and Mrs." Guy is and .children. •• frilling: Rev."' Tom McCarley, Mr. and Mrs. Willie McCarley. . ft STONE JARS at Joe Masur's. What size do you want? * • * THE WAY OF LIFE by Brace Barton DIFFICULTIES My little tailor came to the of fice to measure me for a new suit .of clothes. • . i 4 Me looked tired. It had 1 not been such a' Rood winter. The Ameri can people are either away up or away, down in .their thinking and their spending. While the stock market was boiling they bought lots of clothes. But they stopped very suddenly, so the little tailor said I wondered what a tailor thinks, about. It must be monotonous life going round and measuring men sewing up the suits and trying them on, ami fixing them over and listening to a good deal of grumbling. 'Do you find life worth living?" I asked him. His face brightened. "It keeps me interested." "But what are your pleasures?" makei busier get sleepy world deite. thrill?" "Well for one thing I get quite a lot of excitement in overcoming my difficulties." He went on to tell me about his difficulties, and as he talked I felt u revcrance for that little tailor and a certain amount of shame for myself. How much less he has than 1 have. But no complaining, no self-pity, no temptation to surrender. He is playing a game day, wins in his mo- some vie .ie son of Burl P. McCarley and I [ persisted. "What gives you a trances Ellison McCarley. His grandparents were active in ie Texas Revolutionary period ie grandfather leaving his ronrh the care of his wife, the noted Granny Mac" of Texas History, nd joining the army of General am Houston. "Granny Mac" not nly cared for the interests of her usband but rode horsebnek to ire for the sick and take a gen- |ral supervision over the corn- unity in the absence of the men. j in which difficulties are his onuo Nat P. McCarley was mnrried • • ..... • .. ,'ov. 20th. 1879. to Miss Mollie iVright. Two this union were born t wo daughters, Mrs. John E. Bryn of Hubbard, Texas, and Mrs. J. Clark of Yoakum, Texas. Mr. McCarley united with the lear Kork Baptist Church in 1879 iml afterwards transferred his jnembcrship to The Lockhart Bap- list Church and was a faithful lember to the time of his death. Religious services, conducted by \he pastor, the Rev. A, O. IIinkle, assisted by Dr. C. E. Moore and fchc Rev. Tom McCarley, were held it the Lockhart Baptist Church it 2:30 Sunday afternoon, , At the conclusion of the service* interment was made in the family slot in Lockhart Cemetery. The pall bearers were John P. lorner, John P. Jolley. W. H. Mr^ F. Morgan, I). W. Barrow. J. L. 'MaRtje, J. G. Horner, Tom McCarley. -j Mr. McCarley is survived by hi* widow, Mrs. Mollie McCarley. and two daughters. Mrs. Jack Clark of Yoakum and Mrs. John E. Bryan of Hubbard, also one grandson. Jack Clark. Jr., of Orange. He is also survived by two brothers, S JL McCarley of the Brownsboro rommunity, and Walter MrCarloy lof Vauxhall, Alberta, Canada. nents, and every dest fashion, he tory. When I was in Chicago a few years ago they told me about the late T. F. Merselcs who left the presidency of Montgomery Ward and Company to become the pres ident of Johns Manville. Why did he do it? He had all the money he could possibly use. Why should a man of sixty give up something which was going smoothly to tack le a new situation? "Money had nothing to do with it," one of his former associates told mo. He called us in one day and said: 'Boys, 1 think I have this job licked. So I'll just say good bye. I'm going where there are some problems."' Many a man makes himsfelf un happy. 1 think, because he regards his difficulties as srtme special affliction for which Fate has sing led him out. Difficulties are as much a part of the program of life as the pleasures. You're certain to have them The only question is. how will you regard them? As afflictions? Or as a part of the game—like Merselcs and the little tailor? 0 remember you have to none than Groundhog to a ter if he into ter If, 2 is ly track tra he groundhog similarly. in ce ing is signs "If Buy A An The The And He He •\ Mr. McCarley was a man of gen-! My son remember you lial nature, held in esteem by nil j work. Whether you handle pick or [who knew him. j wheelbarrow or a set of books, demise will bring »adnc« j digging ditchns or editing a news His (wherever he was known. , Among those who came from other place* to be present at the funeral were: Yoakum: Mrs. Roy Armour, Miss Annie 1/niise Armour, Mr*. E. H. Marek. Cooledge: Mr. and Mrs. W. J Sellers. Thomaston: Mrs. D. B. Me.Mnnu.» paper, ringinjr an auction bell or writing funny things, you must work. Don't be afraid of killing yourself hy overworking on the sunny side of thirty. Men die some times, but it is because they quit at nine p. m. and don't go home un til two a. m. It's the intervals that kill, my son. The work gives you appetite for your meals; it lends solidity to your slumber; it gives you a perfect appreciation of a San Marcos: Mr. and Mrs. B • , • _. i C Collier Mr "and Wr.. Roy Stone holiday. There are young men who v». coiner, « , } . wl wi] . ki ()Ul tho tHlUntry ,„ n ot i proud of them. It does not even their names; it only speaks Mrs. Charlie Mar- Clyde Stone. Marttndale tindale. W jugate: McCarley. Austin: Mrs. Sallio Wright. Mr. and Mrs. Jack Miller and children. Mr, and Mrs. II. B know their names; of them as old So-and So's boys- Nobody likes them; the great busy world doesn't know they are here. So find out what you want to be and do. Take off your coat and | Less Than Two Cents Per Mile!