The Challis messenger. (Challis, Idaho) 1912-current, 1921-07-27
CHALLIs, IDAHO, WEDNESDAY, JULY 27, 1921
BODY OF SOLDIER BOY IS LAID AT REST

to give his life for liberty in the Great World War arrived
in this city last Thursday evening The remains met
At the train at Mackay by large number of men in uni
form and by the deceased's brother, John:
Impressive indeed the services held in this city as
Friday afternoon. The casket heaped high with Gods
ades of the young who has finally reached his las,
resting place, here amid the of his childhoodthe
lilies Of France have given way to the majestic the sub
ne hills of Central Idaho the guardians of this fallen
young hero
Rev j. L. Jones delivered short talk at the Church af
er which the body was turned over to the military author
lies who, with the impressive military rites placed it ir
is final resting place.
Sx soldier boys acted as pail bearers eight soldier boys
constituted the firing squad and two guards, imme
lately following these men in the line Of march
her soldier boys the clergy the relatives of the youns
1an and the civilians.
At the graveside Hon. Chase A. Clark delivered ths
Military address in his usual mastery way, paying beau
iful tribute to the young hero whom all Central Idaho
lad gathered to honor Mr. Clark concluded his re
1arks with the following
"When my Sun of Life is low,
When the dewy shadows creep;
Say for me before go
Now lay me down to sleep
ar rear the journeys end,
have sown and must reap;
There are TO more ways to mend
Now lay me down to sleep.
Primrose path rocky steep;
Who has more than this to say:
Now lay me down to sleep?"
Philip Kirk the Of Mrs. E. f. Kirk and was
and reared to manhood in Round Valley. He was
iled in action at Chateau ThierTy July 31st 1918
Sad indeed, the people of this great inter-moun
an country that August day in 1918 when the news
cached the dear old mother that her boy had made the
supreme sacrfice-had freely and glorously given his
young life the sacifical altar Of the field of battle
that you and might live. defender Of home and hu.
lanity greater patriot lived, greater patroi
ever drew the breath Of freedom under the banner this
young fought for and died that it might be kept
clean. Honor to him, and may the stars above look doW
upon his last resting place and find it PEACEFUL and may
the angels forever watching say: 1t must not be again.
The following bit of verse, inspired by the bringing
home of the bodies of the young who fell in the World
War may prove comfort to those whom the great srug
gle left bereaved
"IT MUST NOT BE AGAIN"
| Now we are home, yet cannot see your faces,
| We have returned who no returning know,
We who in life found battle find no foe
In DEATH for foes absent in deaths places.
For us all time has ceased all laughter ended;
Once sought human joys, found tears, felt thrill
Of hand in hand knew strength of purpose, will;
| All these are broken, never to be mended.
All these have left us, agony and SORROW,
Friendship and greeting, dawn, the sunset, love.
Kisses of children night with stars above
! The trees, faith in today hope in the morrow
We cannot see the wreaths you place above us,
Nor read your hearts, nor brush aside your tears,
Yet we who lie upon these flag draped biers
Know you remember, know that you still love us.
We cannot tell you how we know it, only
1t came to US like light from darllened rooms,