Lorenzo Sherman Brittenham, son of the late Noah and Louise Brittenham, was born near Drakesville, in Davis county, Iowa, July 25, 1865 and died at Maxwell, Nebraska, July 31, 1929. Age 64 years and 6 days.

He, with his parents as pioneers, came west in a schooner in 1871, settling near Geneva and on the Davenport in 1880. In 1901, he with his own family, moved west and homesteaded 13 miles north of Moorefield, where for the sake of his family, he braved the hardships of early days. The deceased moved into Maxwell from his old homestead last February where he resided until his death.

He was united in marriage to Nellie A. Surber at Blue Springs, Nebraska on February 4, 1894. To this union were born seven children, Mrs. Hazel Carroll, of Brady, Floyd Edward, who gave his life on the battle field of France in the World War, Mrs. Clara Grandstaff and Jake, of Maxwell, Mrs. Dorothy Crawford, of Farnam, Oliver, of Moorefield, and Clarence at home.

He leaves to mourn his sudden departure, his wife, six children, nineteen grand children, three sisters, Mrs. Rose Henry and Mrs. Cora McAdams, of Davenport, Nebr., Mrs. May Morris, of Lincoln, four brothers, Wils, of Ruskin, Edward of Brussels, Belgium, John of Oklahoma City and a twin brother Alonzo of Browning, Mont. All were present at the funeral with the exception of Edward and John. Two brothers Chas. and Ellis and his parents having preceeded him in death.

He united with the Church of Christ on his wedding day and has always remained a steadfast believer in the evidence of his early life, from which he helped to build the foundations of his happy home.

Funeral services were held from the First Baptist church of Maxwell Sunday afternoon at 2: o’clock with Rev. Oscar Creech residing pastor, officiating and the remains were laid to rest in the Plainview cemetery south of Maxwell.

From the midst of his family a kind and loving husband and father has been taken. A trustowrthy friend and neighobr, a familiar figure the genial smile and kindly greetings that his family and friends have known so long are gone, but pleasant memories of cherished associations will ever walk to and fro in the minds of those who loved him.

"No one hears the door that opens,
When they pass beyond our call;
Soft as loosened leaves or roses,
One by one our loved ones fall."
—Selected

To all who have so kindly helped us in anyway, we offer our deepest thanks. Your floral tributses came as links of friendships true, and your tender sympathy was a balm to aching hearts. We deeply appreciate it all.
Mrs. L. S. Brittenham and family.

The Farnam Echo 42(40):1 Thursday, Aug. 8, 1929

A death messenger brought sorrow in to the Editorial home when Mrs. Crawford was informed Wednesday of the death of her father, L. S. Brittenham formerly of Moorefield, but now a resident of Maxwell.

Death came instantly Wednesday afternoon while working in the hay fields near there, and as far as known at present, was caused from the intense heat. Mrs. Crawford left this morning for that place to be with her mother until after the funeral.

The Farnam Echo 42(39):1 Thursday, August 1, 1929