Vermont watchman and State journal. [volume] (Montpelier, Vt.) 1836-1883, 1880-12-15
Obituaries.

wNoH.-J. c. G. Winch died in Houston,
Texas, December 7, of congestion Of the brain, at
the age Of forty-fve years. He studied law with
Hon. c. II. Joyce in the office OF r. V. Randall
Esq, in Mortified, and went from that town to
Texas twenty-five years ago, where he has been
honored with important offices.
BALL.-Mrs. Ellen (Martin) Ball. who died in
Moline, Illinois, Thursday, December 2, was born
in Rochester, Vermont, February 16, 1888 She
was married to William T. Ball at the home Of
her parents Christmas eve, 1864 In the spring OF
| 1870 they removed TO Moline, where they have
since resided. Three children have been born to
| to them; daughter, fourteen years Of age next
January; son Of three years, and little girl OF
some twenty months. Mrs Balls parents are
| still living in Vermont, where she also has
brother and sister Another brother and sister
| live in Iowa, and brother in California. Mrs.
Ball was a woman of rare qualities as a wife, a
mother, neighbor and friend. She was of
cheerful temperament, pleasing manners, kind,
social and generous. She will be long remem-
bered, not only by her family and their intimate
associates, but by all who enjoyed her acquaint-
ance.
THuRsroN An Omaha (Neb paper chronicles
the death Of two of the three charming boys of
Hon John NJ and Martha (Poland) Thurston Of
that city. The little ones were grandsons of the
late Daniel S. Thurston, formerly Of Montpelier,
and OF Luther Poland, youngest son OF the late
! Deacon Poland Of Montpelier. The paper says:
" The many friends of Judge and Mrs Thurston
in this city will be panied to learn OF the heavy
stroke which has fallen upon them In the death
of their dear boys, Charley and frankie. Death
always leaves wreck in bearing away treasures,
but rarely do we chronicle the loss Of such treas
ures, or trace Of such a wreck Charley, though
only In his seventh summer, had won more hearts
than is the privilege of many in a long life. His
mental precocity was at once fascination and a
fear. All through his brief life journey he gave
startling evidence of the unnatural strength of
his marvellous brain. Saturday, November 25th,
diphtheria, like poisoned arrow, struck the boy
By Sunday it was evident the arrow had been
shot from a trained hand and no human skill
could avail to withdraw it. Thanksgiving day
the angels came, and Charlie seemed intutivey
to know his kind, and their approach. Said the
Rev Mr. Sheriff., who applied the baptsmal
water just before his flight, I would not have
missed the scene. By it my soul was knit to the
soul of the child At one o'clock A. NJ, Judge
quested to 60 down town for drugs Charley said
with astonishing prescience, don't like to have
you go, Mr.. Green. am afraid you won't be
back in time few moments later he said to
his papa as he lifted the little sufferer to give
him relief, Papa, don't you think my back is
nearly dead? Won't it be 80 pretty soon? A
half hour later the angels had their own Sat-
urday, at ten A. M amid the heavy perfume of
flowers and the silence of smitten hearts, we laid
away the casket till he shall need it again
Frankie three years younger, always the pet and
playmate Of his brother, rs though unable to en-
dure his Absence laid by his playthings and pre-
pared to follow. 1t was a short, sharp struggle
life had with the soul of the child as IL unwilling
to surrender such treasure-even to immortality,
and no one who looked into those large lus-
trous eyes, clear az the stars to the last will for
get the radiance of the angel before it was liber-
ated-the more than mortal beauty Of the ex-
quiste face, as the sweet lips murmured with
the latest breath, 'bye-bye.' Lovely and pleas
ant in their lives, in their deaths they were not
divided And death we should count beautiful
in its embodiment OF the beyond Without the
touch Of sin, or the blight of years. their pure
spirits went as they came, back TO song and harp
and immortality, and unsulled they will be found
again But OH this anguish in the household,
though the chain OF love is not shattered, only
heightened, so as to touch heaven Then, fond
parents, weep
But with rejoicing,
For heart gems have ye given,
And lo their glorious setting