Waterbury evening Democrat., 1903-08-10
To the Memory of Our Deceased Cifi- zen and Friend. William IT. Disley

To the Memory of Our Deceased Citi-
 zen and Friend, William T. Disley. At the age of 4e and destined as many thought to be great man for years to come, the hand of death has touched him and out of the life of gladness there was but one step to the couch of death and the last dreamless sleep. Under the advice of friends when his health failed him he went to Woodmont, hoping to regain his former strength, so that we might again be favored with his company and pres ence, but that temporal meeting has been denied us and in the words of George Eliot, "He has joined the choir invisible of those immortal dead who live again in the minds made better by his presence"
 In his life he made a large and vari- ed circle of acquaintances to whom his presence always brought notions of pleasure by his wit, sallies and genial disposition.
 The business men of this city con- nected with the craft to which he be- longed looked upon him as man of business of the first rank. His great power and distinctive ideas that was always found in his work commanded for himself a glowing tribute. He had reserves which had not been drawn upon which all his associates may di- vine from what he had actually done
 He never failed to show that he was not content with commonplace jour- neyman's work and always succeeded in appealing to the highest aim and methods connected with his craft. His generous nature and high sense of duty prevented him from abandoning a fel- low business man in trouble and made him rather work and deny himself to help another. The many friends out side his business will sadly miss him. The vivacity and joy and sunny coun- tenance with which he met everyone, his fund of lively conversation and for his children fund of liveliest frolic, the irresistible buoyancy and self re- nunciation, stamped him as a man who would sacrifice his personal inter- est for the well being of the communi- ty, family and friends to whom he was more than devoted. His sympathetic nature was always in sympathy with others and as such he was practically
 surrounded by host of friends.
 With such disposition if he had died in diversity he would have been rich in friends. He did not believe in DOT traying in dark and gloomy colors the
 dark side of life, as if we had no right to enjoy the beauty and tenderness of this world, as if the deepest and purest affections of the heart were unhallow- ed and unholy; he felt that the noblest and best endeavors should be to delight in the soft, mellow light of love and truth in which float all things good and fair. There was nothing that could rob him of his hearts warmest devo- ton, or taint the great love he bore for wife, children and friends. Reason, observation and experience was his great guide. He believed that happi- ness was the only good and that while here he lived trying to secure in every conceivable way the happiness of those that surrounded him. The influences which entered into his life and char acter made him what he was, and those other influences that went out from him could not help but affect the life of others. All this cannot be put into words; it is the unwritten part, although the better part of every hu- man true and noble life.
 E. w. B.