Wichita eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1883-1888, 1884-01-24
DEATH or WALTER s. rAYloa,


To his homo In this city, over the wires,
last Thursday, from Kansas City, came
startling message announcing the serious
sickness Of Walter s., the eldest son Of Col.
HI. and Annie NJ. Taylor. The father was
absent from home on business. Tho moth
er, almost distracted with anxiety, hurried
to the couch of her dying boy, but ere the
setting OF another sun the dumb wires con.
veyed yet another, and a sadder message,
that the fine proud boy was no more. Sat-
urday mornings express brought back the
stricken mother and with her the lifeless
form of her ELECTROMAGNETIC to the scenes
OF his later youth that holds all his nearer
and dearcr companions, to his home and its
sore grieving inmates. In the bright sun.
shine and quiet of last Sabbath's afternoon
hundreds gathered in and about that home,
net that they could ameliorate its great sor-
row, not that they could speak any word of
life to the silent clay or lend joy TO the
bright spirit which had fed beyond this
earth-life of temptation and dire casualties,
but in sympathy for the living and love of
the memory OF the dead. In the hours of
closing day We bore his body away to the
hillside, where with the tears of many, the
benediction Of the one and the exclamation
wrung from his mothers heart "Oh, my
darling boy - we laid the unconscious
sleeper to rest, close beside one we loved
and whose once sweet face and bright
head he had admired and carcssed. We had
known Walter as proud.spirited boy, but
generous to fault. He had learned the
art of printing with us, and no more unself-
ish, kind and generous heart ever throbed
within manly breast. He was full man
in stature, and almost in years. In his home |
life he was as gentle as q woman, as tender |
to his brothers and sister rs she who bore |
him and as ahectionate to his devoted moth |
er and considerate Of her every wish as the |
most loving child could be. He had not |
been at home for nearly or quite two years, |
we believe, having for some time past been |
the assistant foreman in the Capital office, |
at Topeka, and later filling position in the |
journal Office, at Kansas City. Mrs. Taylor |
arrived at the bedside of her son several |
hours before he expired. He was cheerful, |
and while talking pleasantly Of returning |
home with her and the anticipations of
holiday among his friends, suddenly leaned |
back on her breast when his soul took its |
flight. In what estimation he was held by |
his associates will be seen by the appended |
resolutions. To his mother, vino idolized |
the fine and noble boy, nor to his father,
whose pride of him we know to have been
great, we, in our weakness, can bring no /
words that viii measurably tighten up the /
desolation or sooth the sadness of their 1
hearts. Martha and Mary's sor-
row was met by tears and not by words
life and death. There are moments in this
life when its seeming inequalities, when
is woe and sorrow, prove burthens heavier
han the heart can bear; there are shades
athwart the brightest visions and clouds
hat shut out the purest joys, nor descend
spread their darkness into an everlasting
mist until the very fount of life seems dried
Up and the heart turns to a leaden I'D.
But in shrinking from the task Of words
he sorrowing parents can but know that
hey have the truest sympathy of all, and of
many who have been oppressed with the
anne corrodiup Grief for which tbara Ia No
urcease, VINO nave drank OF the same bit
er Gun to the last of its bifterest dreos.
nere Is TINS otner cohsolatlon, tnat ii our
ouls, like unhappy strangers, come to this
Worlu, most nappy they VINO
AIRY not long but turn straipht backward
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ike the eternal tbunders OF the deep
nto my ears this truth-Ihou ly,st forever
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