MARRS, Alta - Afew months ago we chronicled the death of J.D. Marrs. Two weeks ago we laid his little daughter beside him in the grave. A bright, beautiful child, too pure for this world. God in his mercy hath taken his jewel home. Little Alta never ceased to grieve for her papa and just as she was dying she held up her little hand and looked upward. It seemed as if He had come to take his darling home. She was a remarkable child for one of her age. Her childish prattle and winsome ways won the hearts of all who knew her, especially dear was she to the hearts of her grand-ma and grand-pa who only had her with them a short time. Sadly will they miss the sunbeam that is gone from their home. Her stay with us was brief but her mission is accomplished, without a struggle, groan or even a hard breath, quietly she fell asleep in Jesus. A Friend. Prairie Grove, Ark., May 7th, 1880. [Fayetteville Democrat 6/12/1880]