Oxford Democrat. [volume] (Paris, Me.) 1833-1933, 1898-01-18
TslsuIs TO ONE DEPARTED.


Friday evening was the composition OF
Rev. Marcus IL. Carroll OF Norway.
TRIBUTE TO ONE DEPARTED.
Nv the death OF Rufus Farrsr, which
occurred al his home In Grafton on the
18th Of last December, the whole COM
munity have sustained a serious loss.
To his native town Il Is q sad calamity,
while TO the immediate circle OF his
friends and family the loss must De irrep-
arabic.
Mr.. Fsrrsr was born In the town OF
Woodstock, something more than sixry
wears ago. The years OF his youth and
early manhood were spent In this town
and In the town OF Paris, where for a
number Of years he pursued the calling
OF q farmer and dealer In live stock. His
wife was Angela Whitman, whose moth
er was q member Of the famous Perhsm
family OF Woodstock. They have reared
a family OF eight children, four sons and
four daughters, sll OF whom with the
widow survive his demise.
Mr.. Fsrrsr was widely known and
universally respected In the county and
state. In politics lifelong Republican,
he ever tried 10 bring TO the front all
that WAS bes, IN his own party; he Was
honored 10 his own town from time 20
time with all the places OF trust within
their gift. A man OF strong individuality,
had he been located in a larger field
there is no doubt but he would have
been called 70 the performance OF more
responsible public duties.
A member OF the Bear Brigade. he was
for q number OF wears the correspondent
OF the Democrat from the town OF
Grafton. Among his own townspeople
his advice was sought in every emer-
gency, and In cases OF sickness and death
he was ever ready with kindly ministrs-
tons.
Rather more than TWENTY-FIVE years
ago he bought farm 10 the town OF
Grafton, and soon moved there with his
family. IL was AZ that time the writer
made his acquaintance, and that OF MS
family. During all these years there
has been no break in our intimate friend
ship. Now that death has come 10 him,
| sun glad that so many pleasant mem
Dries OF the past vet survive. They will
lsst'as loDg'ss life lasts.
Mr.. Earrar was a man OF decided con-
victions and very outspoken In their sd-
yocacy. He hated time-server, and
fsttery was not his forte. For these
reasons be was not exactly populsr with
q certain class, who are easily won oy
moderate use OF soft soap.
In religious views he was liberal. hsv-
Ing a firm trust in the wisdom and good
800 90 Hin vrhn 4. moro ready IN suc-
cor than TO destroy.
Death Is the common lot OF all. For
the aged whose life-course is run he
waits like sn angel Of mercy. To the
psin-stricken he giveth peace, TO the
world-weary, rest. Death IL called
dispensstion Of Providence. ln this case
| hardly like 10 look At it in that light.
That one should be called away as he
was ere the prime OF life WAS hardly
passed. so much needed, such possihili-
ties OF usefulness unfuliilled-that pre-
fer TO leave 10 the book OF mysteries
whose seal shall one day be broken to
all. We know our friend Is dead. and
from that fact therei is no appeal. What
ever our needs he can no more minister
10 them, but thank heaven memories
survive the dead, and OF them we will
Irvine wreath that shall blossom with
eternal joys.
Funeral services were held on the
Tuesday following Mr.. Fsrrsr's death at
his home In Grafton, Rev. Israel Jordan
Of Bethel officiating. The accompany
ing lines. feeble tribute OF friendship
composed by the writer for the occasion,
were read by the clergyman during the
services;
UNTO THE JoURSEI's ESD.
lie crossed the morning land Of youth
With footsteps light a. air;
Beside him walked honor and truth,
Twin angels pure and fair
He strove upon the worlds broad plain
In msnhood's sterner guise,
Though or IN doubt and of In pain,
With ever upward eyes
He turned not back. though sorely tried.
When darkness round him LAY;
Nor when the mountains rugged side
Rose up % bar the WAY.
lie climbed the stony pathway there,
Not with Iaggard's tread.
But as one mounts the heayeuwaru stair
Straight for the hight O'erhead.
Not his the breath OF worldly fame.
50 soon swept Idly by
For him truth kindled brighter flame
To burn when al else die
The heights arose In stainless glow,
Pure a. an angels breath,
He would 20 up. though eer 50 SLOW
Zen In the face OF death
What II his feet ue'er reached the top
Touched no; the goal 30 high
What matter II we only stop,
Where Heaven 90 Us draws nigh