The Press., 1890-10-30

on, republicans.
 Stafford prohibition candidates Repre- sentatives, A. l.. Howard, E. w. Brooks judge of probate, E. J. Sweet.
  ln MemOriam.
 ALBERT L. K1BBE, Ellington, Jan. 24, 1s57,-Som- CTS, Oct. 5, 1890.
 sWhen the mists have risen above us, As our Father knows his own, | Face to face with those that love us, We shall know as we are known" l The funeral of Albert L. Kibbe took place | in the First Congregational church of Somers, October 9th, attended by large number of
 mourning friends. The chancel and desk were tastefully trimmed with choice flowers,
 ferns and bright-colored maple leaves, so
 beautiful and so expressive of the change and
 decay that is everywhere taking place at this
 season of the year. One large floral pillow,
 with the words "At Rest' on it, came from
 his uncle in Chicago, G. M. Richardson.
 Another beautiful pillow had the word Illus , band.n A large bunch of choice rose-buds
 held the words Dear Boy," and rested on
 the casket. A choice cluster of mixed rose-
 buds lay beside it, an offering from an aunt
 in Springfield. The sermon was by the pas tor, Rev. c. H. Ricketts, from the text, Be :, hold show you mystery."-1 Cor, 15 51. It was excellent, and very appropriate to the ] sorrowful occasion. Prof. A. w. Kibbe pre-
 sided at the organ, and the choir sang, "Gath- b ering home one by one," and ''When the mists have cleared away" s.r
 The death of this young man in the prime l of his manhood and usefulness is indeed a v great mystery, which no human power can reveal to the satisfaction of those who loved 6 him and were associated with him in the fam J ily and every day affairs of life Albert was s sick with that so much dreaded disease, ty- phoid fever, about twenty days, and from the first the doctors gave no hopes of his re- :. covery Yet loving friends could not give :. him up, and everything that human power [. and skill could do was done to save him.
 The body was embalmed by Undertaken '' Washburn of Springfield, that it might be :; kept until his brother could come from Oma. J. ha. What long and sorrowful journey il must have been to this lone brother, and how
 heavy must have been his heart as he jour . neyed homeward brotherless. The grave was j. carefully lined with evergreens, and the 2 mound of new earth was covered with the |. same, taking away the gloom as much as pos ; sible. On the top of the mound was tho word 'sRest' in large letters.
 He was the oldest son of Lucius A. Kibbe '. and grandson of Alvin Kibbe, who was pres
 ent at the funeral, in his ninety-frst year He leaves a wife and sweet child, Gladyi 'i Nell, year old a father, mother, brother 's and many dear friends
 Q Five years ago this short, sad message came . over the wires from Chicago, ''Arthur il
 dead !" Arthur was the next younger son J and be died with this same fatal fever, e thousand miles from home. He was a noble ,t young man, with rare business abilities, wht a had endeared himself to large circle O
 friends Especially did his father and moth 3. CT love him and mourn for him, their pre- F cious boy, so early dead.
 o- Now the message sped back over the sam'
 wires to friends in Chicago Albert is dead ?
 G,I11 1na1. O der this second great bereavement is hard tt > tell. They have the sympathy of the entir 'e community. Sad and strange But such i Y life, or, rather, such is the doings of death t. It is all 8 mystery!
 ,fI No human power can console the young ant
 devoted wife in her utter loneliness; but sh ,s has this thought to comfort her, that the, ,t walked together in happy welded life sever :. years, and all this time the slightest wish o = either was the cheerful pleasure of the other ., Not the least of the many sad things con .aA nected with this untimely death is the crue ,,ap separation of father and child. The ittl ~ Jewel was just learning to love her pap ID when he left her. Who knows but what h sf may be the guardian angel watching over thi le household? We'll, he will not be lonely I'd for he has the companionship of Arthur h There are two graves in sight of this hom Id now, and we know that they will be we'll kep y- with flowers and loving care.
 m He had lived in Somers seventeen years
 and was we'll known and respected as plai y- spoken, honest, earnest, faithful man, an x will be greatly missed. He has held variou je town offices, and been a member of the boar "a of school visitors for twelve years, and at tn E, = time of his death was it's secretary Albe1 -. =. has crossed to the other side.
 y 'sWe, too, shall come to the riverside Q, We are nearer it's waters each even tide" .r Whatever of doubt and mystery may SUI tt round this cruel separation,- ca t'Yet Love will dream, and Faith will trust r. (Since He who knows need is just), ,n That somehow somewhere meet we must. y Alas for him who never pt The stars shine through his cypress trees ra Who, hopeless lays his dead away, Nor looks to see the breaking day r, Across the mournful marbles play a. Who hath not learned, in hours of faith, ,h The truth to flesh and sense unknown, 'u That Lifeis ever lord of Death, " And Love never lose it's own.'-Whittier
  I'd A man of truly heroic make was Dl
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