Wichita eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1883-1888, 1884-08-29
A GOOD MAN GONE.

4 IL UcCOtuts Jul sau uuiE W duHOuuCC III
death OF Captain Arson Skinner, who die,
at the residence of his son, Mr.. l.. d. Skin
ner, in this city, yesterday morning. Tn,
deceased came to this state one year ag'
last April, to assume the duties of cashe
Of the Mulvane bank, which place he fillet
up to the time of his last sickness, which
was OF short duration, and which be Dor,
with great fortitude and the marked pa
thence Of true Christian. Although hi
demise was expected, his wife and daugh
tiers were greatly Frustrated over the ca
lamity. The former got up from a sick-bet
when be was first taken, and she never lief
him until death had relieved the re-
signed and chastened sufferer.
Word was telegraphed his old friend anc
pastor, at Creston, Iowa, to come and pay
the last sad rites, which will take place al
the house at some hour on Friday, due no.
tice Of which will be given hereafter.
| Arson Skinner was born in Yermillion
county. Indiana, April 10. 1884, and was
consequently. but little over 80 years OF
age. In 1874 his parents removed to Iowa
/ VI ethtS uC w a. u SohbibuCI
until his removals. this state. In March,
1855, he married Miss l.. J. Morgan, daugh.
ter of Hen. W. F. Morgan, of Keokuk. He
had been student at the Kossuth academy
of that city. He afterwards entered the
Cumberland Presbyterian ministry. Attic
breaking out of the war he was commits
stoned captain and was made chaplain OF
the 45th Iowa volunteers. While in the
service Of his country, he took the chronic
diarrhea, the acuteness of which dis
ease compelled him In 1875 to leave the
ministry and which at last proved his death.
He was nominated and elected by the Re.
publicans three successive terms treasurer
| Of Union county, Iowa, and refused a
nomination for fourth term. In all his
life and associations he was the same true,
noble, Christian gentleman, loved, respect.
ed and honored by all who knew him.
The loved and loving husband, father,
friend, died In manhood's afternoon and
before the shawdows had heightened per-
ceptably. He had passed on life's highway
the stone that marks the highest point and
whose farthest end was almost In sight, and
using his life's burden for a pillow, fell into
that dreamless sleep that sooths and kisses
down the weary eyelids forever. While
yet the loves and duties of life daily pressed
upon him he passed to silence and pathetic
dust. And who will dare say that the de-
cree Of the Heavenly Father is not best.
Upon life's sea we all voyage, some OF us
In sunshine, some in storm, but eager winds
drive us ever on, and 1t matters little
whether among the breakers of the farthest
shore, or mid-ocean, or just as the voyage
commences, a wreck must mark the end of
each and all and, every life, no matter II
Its every hour is rich with love and every
moment jeweled with joy, win at its close
become 3 tragedy Ms sad. and deep, and
dark as can be woven Of the warp and woof
of mystery and death.
"Ah! What Is human lIfey
How, like the dial's tardy, moving shade,
Day after day slides from us unperceIved!
The cunning fugitive is swift by stealth
Too subtle is the movement to be seen;
Yet soon the hour IL up-and we are gone"
GONE is A DAUGHTER, A SISTER AND A
FRIEND.
To the Editor Of the Eagle:
Gomez All, yes Since | last wrote
the grim monster has once more entered our
circle, and, with his chilly breath la