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Rome Tribune-Herald July 13, 1910

Bright Young Girl Is Dead Miss Evelyn Reese Dies On East Side; Funeral This Afternoon

Evelyn Reese is dead. Such was the startling announcement which fell upon the ears of the citizens of Rome on yesterday. But, alas! it was too true, for the bright-faced, happy hearted Evelyn was dead and while the loving hearts of her once happy family were pierced as by a dagger, the faces of our people were saddened and their hearts touched with sympathy at her untimely end.

Evelyn Reese sprang from an ancestry in the social, judicial and legislative spheres of this nation, and yet with all of this high standing of her family, she lived, and was the true type of the noble devoted, loving, pure and truly Christian young woman.

Evelyn Elizabeth Reese was born in Madison, Morgan county, Georgia, on April 6, 1890, and at ten minutes before 4 o'clock, on the morning of July 12th, 1910, the soul of this pure, happy and splendid girl, just blooming into womanhood, took to itself, "the wings of morning," and sped away to the God from whence it came. When but an infant, her father, George S. Reese, moved from Madison to the city of Rome, and she has therefore lived all of her life in this city. At about twelve years of age she united with the First Baptist church and at the time of her death was a consistent member as well also a constant and devoted attendant of the Sunday School. In her school days she was punctual and studious, her surroundings were happy and pleasant. Her future looked bright and promising. Her friendship in childhood, maidenhood and young womanhood were strong, true and enduring.

But in all the beauty and loveliness of her young life, the true and grandest character of this noble girl, stood forth and hovered over her home and family as a "Holy benediction." She was the pride and joy of the family and was the "Great Peacemaker and Arbiter," in all the little troubles between the children. Her purpose and object in life was to make, not only home and family happy, but to carry and scatter flowers of pleasure and joy in all the pathways of life.

Columns and pages could be written on the character of this sweet girl but I have simply wandered into the garden of the past, and from the "Hot House," of memory, plucked this simple immortelle that I might lay it on the new made grave of this dear young woman in memory of her and hers. May the purity, beauty, and loveliness of character of this noble girl be an inspiration to her family and friends and may the memory of her virtues, while living in their midst, hover over this community as a guardian angel, is the wish of a sincere Friend