The Oskaloosa herald. (Oskaloosa, Mahaska County, Iowa) 1885-1919, 1902-07-24
. Births, Deaths, Marriages.


day evening at 5 O'Clock, July Is, 1902,
at Coalfield, WILL r. AIRY, of this
city, and MISS BELLE NAMELY, of
Coalfield, Rev. W. 81. Frost, of this
city, officiating.
The wedding ceremony was cele-
brated at the home of the bride in
Coalfield and was attended by large
company of friends and relatives of
the parties. Following the service an
elaborate dinner was served. Mr..
Airy is an employee of the Iowa Gen.
trail and has hosts of friends in this
city who will be pleased to extend
warmest congratulations to him and
his bride. They will reside IN this
city.
RESOLUTIONS OF RESPECT,
WHEREAS, 1t has pleased the ALI
wise Chief 10 remove from our midst
our brother, Geo. Newbrand, there
fore be it
ReSOiD.d, That we as Tribe mourn
the loss of brother, and that we ten
der our sincerest sympathy to the
family in this their darkest hour.
ReSolUed, That copy of these reso-
lutions be sent to the family of our
deceased brother and be published in
each of the city papers and be placed
on the minutes OF our order.
MISS MATT MILLER,
MRS H B. LowTHERs,
MRS o. F. STEDDoM,
Committee for the Tribe of Ben Hur.
IN MEMoRIAM.
Again the angel of death has visited
our shores; armed with the dread
mandate has stricken Brother Rufus
Putmun Bacon from the rolls of the
living. In his death we feel per-
sonal loss and we voice but the senti-
ment of all who knew him, that one
of the noblest and best has fallen In
his Lodge, in his Chapter in his Com
mandery, in his home, in his church,
he stood tower of strength; the en-
bodiment OF zeal and devotion; a
friend to humanity, a companion to
every noble endeavor, Sir Knight
to everything chivalric, husband
perfectly devoted, man among men.
To the widow who feels all the Bit
ter pangs of the separation, death
cannot break the sacred ties of love,
of devotion, which have formed
around the sacred home; for while
memory lives affection for the depart
ed husband lives too, cbastened and
hallowed by the subduing touch Of
time, but embalmed blythe spirit of
love and enveloped in the folds of
undying devotion and hope to meet
In the Great Beyond.
We would drop tear to his mem
DRY, weave his kindness into wind
ing sheet of immortelles, mould his
noblest acts in laurel wreath of rar-
est beauty, and place it upon his cold
and silent face, trophy of victory.
"There is stream that we all must
cross,
The river of human years;
Now lying calm in the GUNNER light,
Now splashed with rain Of tears.
Out from the hills of God it flows,
And on to the shoreless sea,
Where the noontide sun no shadow
throws,
And time Is eternity.
"There is stream that we often cross,
The River of Earthly Change;
AS we leave the moorings of the past,
And we seek the new and strange F.;
But the shore is yelled by a misty
cloud,
And we cannot see it well,
And the voices of the storm are loud,
AS we hear the minute bell.
"There is stream that we all must
cross,
The River of Death so cold;
When the lights of earth are seen no
more,
And the green moss turns to mold
When a hand of ice shall push our
bark
Out on the swelling tide;
When friends win leave us alone in
the dark,
Alone on the water side.
G. N. BEEcHLER,