The Newtown bee., 1895-02-01

| CHANT. OCCURS AT THE NEW TORI
 HOSPITAL ON FRIDAY LAsT.-sKErcI
 OF HIS CAREER.-THE FUNERAL SER
 VICES ON MONDAY.
 The intelligence of the death of Lev
 Burtis Booth of New York was received
 In Newtown on Friday and came as
 shock to his relatives and friends.
 Mir Booth, after visiting his mother or Christmas day. came to Newtown to pas' few days with his family at the home of his father-in-law. Philo Clarke. He remained few days over three weeks and returned to the city. feeling much improved in health. He contracted a cold, and feeling quite indisposed, went to the New York hospital on 10th street, where cousin, Dr Charles Peck, is prac- ticing. He informed Dr Peck he was not feeling well and believed he would stay few days with him. Pneumonia devel- oped In it's worst form after he had been there two days, and in four days his death occurred on Friday morning at z o'clock, January 9.
 On Thursday, realizing his condition, he dispatched a telegram to his wife and father-in-law, who hurried by the first train of Thursday to his bedside. On Thursday morning about ? a. m., realiz. ing his hours on earth were few, he sent a messenger for Rev G. M. Wilkins, his old rector in Newtown, who although but just out of the hospital, came at once to his side. Rev Mir Wilkins administer ed the sacraments of the church to the dying man at his request, who passed away trusting in the Grace of God, which is mighty to save. MT Booth had the best of treatment and the nurses and as- tendants were unwearied in their atten- tions.
 The subject of this sketch was born in Newtown 49 years ago, the son of the late Carlos B. and Elizabeth Booth. He is survived by his wife, Mrs H. Sophia Booth, daughter of MT and Mrs Philo Clarke, and a Ison. His mother, Mrs @AiENDSIA DOoti alSo SuINisSS HUI anu q brother and two sisters, Tracy Booth of Stratford, Mrs Lucinda Cook of South Britain and Mrs Charles Garfield of Bridgeport. He had been married 27 years this month, United States Treasur- CT Morgan and wife standing with them at the wedding -
 MT Booth began mercantile life as a clerk for David Johnson. when but lad of 16. He remained with him till 21, when he formed a partnership with Dan- iel N. Morgan under the firm name of Morgan & Booth. After period of four years MT Morgan retired from the firm and MT Booth continued, remaining in business at the same stand for 2I or P years, till his failure.
 Mir Booth had recently been employed by Schuyler & Go. of New York, real es- tate dealers, and was very highly esteem ed. He had expressed the hope to get into business again, and hoped to sue ceed, as he wanted to pay all of his indebtedness. Generosity was a prominent trait in MT Booths nature. and many poor man in Newtown has reason to bless his memory.
 The funeral services were attended on Monday afternoon from the home of his father-in-law, Philo Clarke. Rev G. T. Linsley, the rector of Trinity church, of- ficiated, assisted by Rev ". T. Hill of Shelton and Rev Sylvester Clarke of Bridgeport. The pail bearers were Mes SITS Howard Belden, Smith P. Glover, Eli B. Beers and George W. Stuart. Among those present from out-of-town at the funeral were MT and Mrs Alfred Walker of Sing Sing. N. Y., Robert Clarke of Brookfield, Lucius and Henry Hawley of Danbury, Mr and Mrs Tracy Booth and daughter of Stratford, Rev and Mrs Sylvester Clarke of Bridgeport, MT Mitchell and Mrs Cook of South Brit ain, David Beecher and Miss Jessie Beech CT of Shelton. As part of the service, Rev Sylvester Clarke read a favorite him in many downcast hour. It was as follows:
 Not now, but in the coming years,
 It may be in the better land, We'll read the meaning of our tears,
 And there, sometime, we'll understand. We'll catch the broken threads again, And finish what we here began;
 Heav'n will the mysteries explain, And then, ah then, we'll understand. We'll know why clouds instead of sun Were over many 8 cherish'd plan; Why song has ceased when scarce begun Tis there, sometime, we'll understand. Why what we long for most of all, Eludes so oft our eager hand; Why hopes are crush'd and castles fall, Up there, sometime, we'll understand.
 God knows the way, He holds the key, He guides us with unerring hand; Sometime with fearless eyes we'll see; Yes, there, up there, we'll understand. Then trust in God thro' all thy days; Fear not, for He doth hold thy hand; Tho dark thy way, still sing and praise; | Sometime, sometime. we'll understand. The interment followed in the New town cemetery. The funeral service wa. very largely attended.
 | -- DR wILE's BIRTHDAY.