Putnam patriot., 1914-05-01
In Memoriam
Chsuncey S. Child

sense of solemnity, as hen,-iike the unexpected tolling Of the old church bell in earlier years, for the passing of soul,-word was passed from friend 10 friend that Chauncey Child was dead.
 Almost without warning upon the evening Of Monday, April 18th, he had been stricken with apopiexy at the home of his father, Judge Clarence IL Child. and in less than four hours from the time he was taken ill the sui feIer had breathed his last.
 The shock came with special force to those who had seen MT. Child Al church upon the day previous-ap- pafently in perfect health and who re- called with pleasure his eheery smile and thoughtful attentions to his little son, Cedric, of three years, in whose companionship he was always so happy. Twenty.ni years ago Chauncey S. Child was born st the Child home. stead in which his death occurred. During his entire life he had made his home in Woodstock, where for many generations the name of Child has been helpfully interwoven in the towns history. This representative Of the family was graduated from Woodstock Academy in the class of 1905, and wrote the Glass Honor Essay.
 After graduation he taught success fully for number of years in some of the focal schools.
 In 1909 he was married 10 Miss Louise Lindeman of Woodstock and took possession of All ancestral home, occupied by earlier generations, the land of which adjoined his fathers farm. Here he was enabled to carry on cooperative farming with his father whose burdens and responsibilities he shared increasingly.
 Always identified with the best in- terests of the place, Mr Child had been valued member of the commun- ity where his loss will be soreiy felt particularly in the church Of which he was an active member-and in the En- deavor Society in which he was an un- firinR worker. lie had also been su- perintendent of the Sunday School for period Of years.
 Deeply interested in agriculture, MT. aS it's master, he was also corresponding secretary for the Woodstock Agrieul- tural Society and was connected with town affairs, holding the office of as- sessor at the time Of his death.
 Of high ideals, sterling character, and active, energetic temperament, MT. Child will be keenly missed in the circles to which he had endeared himself and particularly in his home, of which he was devotedly fond.
 Touching funeral services were held at the home of the deceased on Thurs day, April 18th, by his pastor, Rev. Robert Kendall, who read comforting words of Scripture and a beautiful poem. Tender words of appreciation were spoken by former pastor, the Rev. MT. Waters of W ethersfleld, and quartet from East Woodstock con- sisting of MT. and Mrs. Ezra May and Mir. and Mrs. N. T. White sweetly rem dered the appropriate hymn, "Some- time we'll understand"
 A great profusion of exquisite flowers from lhe various organizations with which Mir. Child was connected, from family friends and from sorrowing neighbors all testified to the deep af- lection in which the deceased was held. The burial service took place at the family lot on Woodstock Hill, where the body was lowered to rest beneath n covering of beautiful flowers, typical of the brief life, fragrant with good deeds, and of the bright memory which many will long cherish of one of whom 1t can so fillingly be said ITO live in hearts we leave behind, is
 not to die.p
 The bereaved wife and little sons of three years, and of nineteen months together with the father, mother, sis- Ter and brother of MT. Child have the sympathy of the community in their deep afilic,ion. The following poem, entitled "Recompensen was read at The funeral service.
 "We are quite sure That He will give them back-bright,
 pure and beautiful We know He will but keep Our own and His until we fall asleep. We know He does not mean To break the strands reaching between
 The Here ana There. He does not mean--tho' Heaven be
 falr--
 To change the spirits entering there
 that they forget
 The eyes upraised and wet,
 The lips too stlll for prayer,
 The mute despair. He will not take
 Tue spirit which He gave and make The gloritied So new
 That they are lost to me and you.
 do believe
 They will receive
 Irs-you and me-and be so glad To meet us, that when most l would
 grow sad
 I just begin 10 think about that glad
 ness
 And the day
 When they shall tell us all about the
 way
 That tney have learned to go--
 Heavens pathways show.
 My lost, my own, and