The Denver star., 1916-03-18
THE OBITUARY OF Mr.. SAM. E.
WADDY, OLD RESPECTED
COLORADOAN.

The OBITUARY OF MR.. SAM. e.
WADDY, OLD RESPECTED
coLoRADoAN.
Man that is born into this world
shall see dark days and his days are
numbered and are full of trouble. He
comes into this world without his
knowledge and he goes out without
his consent. He grows up like flow
er and is cut down. Where there Is
life there is also positive assurance
of death. Death is merciless ana
tireless messenger whose wings are
ever on the wind. He knows no nour
of repose. He goes into the homes OF
wealth and unlimited he enters the
home of squalor where want and desti-
tuition rule supreme, and there re-
moves their only treasure. One truth
that holds true is that If the Angel OF
Death does not claim US today, tomor-
row we will surely die. Just as soon
as we enter into this world, just so
soon does death begin to follow in our
footsteps, and sooner or later he over
takes us in our pilgrimage, wraps his
icy hands about us and holds US IN MS
cold embrace. Death is sure and only
the time of his coming uncertain, for
tomorrow the dark emblem OF our
finality may hang at our door and our
friends will wrap the mantle OF death
about us and our mortal bodies shall
he returned to mother earth from
which it came So it behooves US all
to be ever ready, as we know not the
hour. AS the poet Bryant has said:
$50 live that when thy summons
comes to join
moves
To that mysterious realm
Where each shall take his chamber
In the silent hall Of death.
Thv 20 not like the quarry slave at
night
Secured to his dungeon,
But sustained and sooth by an unfal-
tering trust,
Approach thy grave like one VINO
wraps the drapery
OF his couch about him and lies down
to pleasant dreams"
Oh. Death, thou hast filled our cup
of sorrow to overflowing. Thou hast
hushed the voice that gave US such
sweet comfort. Thou hast stilled the
Inns that gave us comforting solace IN
the hour of trouble. Truly we all do
fade as a flower. Then shall the dust
return to the earth as it was, and our
spirits shall return unto the God that
gave it..
We have assembled here to pay the
last tribute of respect to one who has
quit the walks of men and gone 10
rea pthe final reward Of the faithful
Mr. Sam. E. Waddy whose silent
remains lie here before US, was born
in Williamson County, Tenn, Marcn
4, 1854. Mr.. Waddy crossed the plains
in the early sos and settled IN the
state of Colorado. He made his home
in Cripple Creek and lived there for
nearly 30 years. Mr.. Waddy was q
kind and faithful husband and was
generous with his fellow men with
whom he came in contact each day.
Through his punctuality and kindness
he won the heart and best wishes OF
all who knew him. Mr.. Waddy oe-
parted this life on Feb. 25th. ne
leaves a wife, one sister, three BROTH
ers, a host of relatives and many
friends to mourn his loss.
A great life dedicated for the wei
fare of the race here finds its eartny
coronation and it does not lack I'M
nressiveness because of birth or ma
tionality.
ed in the highest esteem.
Thirty-four years have passed since
the deceased came to the state OF Colo
RADIO, twenty years Of which have been
spent in the Cripple Creek district,
and the heroic spirit took It's flight
and Joined the departed on the otnet
shore: Joined a host Of others that
have forever departed from human
sight.
And those remaining grow dearer
to us in memory Of those who have
departed. Unborn generations Will
draw inspirations and gather strength
from this great and good man, Sam
uel e. Waddy.
He was faithful, fearless, intrepid,
and invincible; undiminished IN IN
fluence, in the estimation OF MANKIND
40 long as liberty remains the corner
stone of free government and 1nteg-
rity Of life good citizenship.
His genius was instrumental IN
achieving some things; brilliant was
his pubic and private life. and for MS
character we loved him all the more;
his individuality and his simple way
had flavor of rare uniqueness; ne was
true and incorporating and MS
name will stand out for the embool-
ment of manhood.
Success did not disturb the even
balance of his mind; it did not swerve
him from the paths Of duty, or the