Delbert Ward Davis, son of John Wesley and Elizabeth Davis, was born near East Union, Ohio, October 6, 1892, and died September 30, 1918, aged 25 years, 11 months and 24 days. He leaves to mourn his death his father, three brothers, Ernest of near Sarahsville, Ohio, Walter and Cecil, of the home and four sisters: Clara Guiler of near Summerfield, Ohio, Elsie and Lucy and Lela of the home and a host of relatives and friends. His mother having preceded him to the Great Beyond January 7, 1917, and one brother who died in infancy. The deceased was a kind, obedient son greatly devoted to the home and after the death of his mother one of the greatest desires of his life was for the welfare of his three little sisters. He was called to the service of his country September 19, 1917, in Co. I, 389 Reg. Took training at Camp Sherman, Oh., Camp Pike, Ark., Camp Greene, N.C., and Camp Mills, N.Y., was home on a ten-day visit at the parental home and other relatives and friends, visiting the grave of his departed mother, his best earthly friend, for the last time. Departed for overseas service May 17, 1918, serving in Co. F, 59th U.S. Infantry in which commend he was killed in action. The deceased gave evidence of accepting Christ as his savior one that was able to keep him under all circumstances of life and in death to give him a mansion not made with hands, as is evident from the following extracts from letters written while in the service of his country in France.

"Tell the little girl to be good and if I am lucky I will be back some day and we will have a great time. Now people, it is possible that I will not get back to write you again. If that be, remember it is God's will whether I shall or whether I shall not, but if I don't get to write, I have faith and believe Jesus will take me home to Glory. Jesus is mine here and here after."

"I was at a Y.M.C.A. last night, there was one song that just struck me. It is the song we have sung at the organ 'When Mother Prayed Her Soul Was Blessed'. I thought how true it was. It sure was proven to us when that was sung here. The memories of the by-gone days came back to me. Oh, if we all could drop back even ten years what a change could be made, but such as it is let us bear the trails, endure the pain. We are coming to the summit some day, let us be like Enoch as he passed through life if you would ask him how is it now Enoch? He would say never felt better in my life. The way I feel about my life now. Something seems to tell me that I am held up in courage by someone's prayers. I feel fine and in the best of spirits. Why? Because I have faith in a Supreme Being that is greater than all. He is with us over here and is going to see us through".

The funeral services were held at the home of the parents at Fredericksdale, Sunday, October 2, 1921, conducted by Rev. Barkis, of Caldwell, and Rev. Rich, of Whigville, after which the remains were taken to the Perryopolis cemetery and tenderly laid to rest beside his departed mother and brother with military honors by the American Legion. A FRIEND

CARD OF THANKS
We wish to thank our friends who so kindly assisted in the burial of our beloved son and brother, the ministers for their kind words of comfort, the choir and the honor shown by the American Legion.
WESLEY DAVIS AND FAMILY

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Source: Caldwell's Republican Journal WED 12 OCT 1921