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A TRIBUTE. In nature's springtime and in the springtime of life Sagie Welle Fenton was called from earth in a tragic man ner. In Florida, the land of flowers, where Ponce de Leon believed he had discovered the fountain of eternal youth, and on the shores of old St. Augustine, where the white man first settled on our continent, death came to her and bade her follow. One of life’s fairest flowers that had just passed the budding period, has been transplanted to the new Eden, where “Everlasting spring appears and flowers that cannot die.” Miss Fenton was one of that type of young womanhood, whose scholarly at tainments and culture and womanly graces endeared her to a circle of friends that was not limited even by the confines of her own state. It may be truthfully said that “None knew thee but to love thee, None named thee but to praise.” She was exceedingly fortunate in having a noble character which was easily embellished by education. Her life partook of the charm of culture gracefully for she possessed those fundamental traits that furnish so abundantly the groundwork for a high er and better life. Early in life Miss Fenton began to exhibit great devotion to her parents and friends.Gifted with a keen sense of humor and bright, vivacious disposi tion she scattered sunshine in every circle that she entered. In school she was a favorite of both teachers and pupils. School days had their little tragedies for her as they have for every boy and girl, but they were merely stepping stones as she moved onward to a higher life and a deeper culture, enshrined in the hearts of her schoolmates. Then the college life with all that it means in severed home ties and the parting from the friends of girl hood, the new life at college—Vassar college for girls—the new acquaint ances, the forming of new friendships, the hard study, the ramps, the hikes, the girlish pranks, the bubbling, effer vescent activities of youth, the visits back home to father and mother, the meeting again and parting again with the high school friends, then the graduation full of honors and rich in experience. Following this a trip to Europe with father and mother, where with them, she enjoyed the scenes in terwoven with early English history and celebrated by Shakespeare, Pope, Milton and others in story, verse and song; she saw the green hills of Ire land and listened again to the story of Robert Emmett and his gallant ca reer for the independence of the green hills of Ireland. She trod the heather of bonny Scotland and breathed the pure air of the lakes and hills immor talized by Robert Burns. Returning to Logansport, a graduate from our high school and Vassar col lege, with her young life enriched by sacred friendships, hard work in school and ten weeks spent in Euro pean travel, over a year elapsed dur ing which she studied and ‘aided her father in his office work, when the first great tragedy of her life crossed her path. She, with her mother, had noticed the declining health of her father. Weeks went by and he left for Battle Creek sanitarium seeking rest and health. She took up the pencil and sprang to her father’s post with zealous energy, where she published the Logansport Times during the weeks he was gone. Longingly she awaited his return but she looked in vain. Each letter and telegram added its portion toward blasting her hopes and then he was brought home—but to work no more. Monday morning came, a bleak, chill November day and the grief stricken girl and her mother went to the office on Fourth street to take up the broken ends of a long and suc cessful business and carried it on with that rare courage that shines forth from a cloud of grief. They bent themselves loyally to the twofold task that lay before them, that of publish ing the paper and conducting the mortgage loan business that had been built up under such auspicious circum stances. In this environment, life opened up for her a broad field of en deavor and a vista of large usefulness. Long years before, the Logansport Times had grown to be a paper with a purpose—with a distinct and funda mental individuality. It stood un flinchingly against every form of the liquor evil and for the better things of life that are embodied in right liv ing. The young editress with her education both in and out of school, took a keen interest in each weekly issue of the paper. The summary of news, the advertising, the editorial policy, the mechanical arrangement, all received her close attention. Withal she found a great deal of time for outside work in the cause of woman's suffrage, temperance and other reforms. In her the ideal and the practical were both combined in a rare degree. In this active field of endeavor she grew because she was bound to grow. Each day broadened her life; each week saw her standing on advanced ground. Her life was a literal fulfill ment of that beautiful creation of Oliver Wendell Holmes: “Build thee more stately mansions of my soul, While the swift seasons roll, Leave thy low vaulted past. Let each new temple, nobler than the last Shut thee from heaven with a dome more vast ’Till thou at length are free. Leaving thine outgrows shes by life’s unresting sea.” Yes, she is free. She has crossed the Bar and met her Pilot face to face. Her friends and associates are left to struggle with the hard duties of life. Though young in years she has lived long. Thousands who are walking strong and erect at three score have not lived as much—are not as old in experience and the rich traditions of life, as this young lady of twenty seven summers, who in addition to many other endowments possessed the faculty of accomplishing much with a frail physique.“ The community in which she lived and moved is sick ened by the shock. It has been en riched because she lived in it. It is impoverished because she has gone. As Shelly said of Keats, 80 may we say of Sagie Velle: “But the pure spirit shall flow back to the burning fountain whence it came. A portion of the eternal, which must grow Through time and change, unquench ably the same.” And again, “He is a portion of the loveliness Which once he made more lovely.” Phone 53, Carr Cartage. The schools of Noble township com pleted the year’s work Friday and were dismissed. Born to Mr. and Mrs. Orville M. Reed of 41514 Broadway, a daughter, who has been named Helen Louise. Dr. John W. Ballard, son of Dr. and Mrs. J. W. Ballard of 100 Market street, was united in marriage to Miss Florence Kinkead of Bodson, Md., Monday, April 3. Dr. Ballard is practicing medicine in Oak Mount, W. Va. Born last night to Mr. and Mrs. George Grusenmeyer of Burlington avenue, a daughter. George Seybold has returned from Martinsville, where he has been for the benefit of his health. Born to Mr. and Mrs. Otto E. Tschechtelin of West Linden avenue a doy, Tuesday afternoon. Mrs. A. J. Sharts of Montgomery street, left Sunday afternoon to visit her daughter, Mrs. Blanch Deyoe and other relatives in Chicago. Two unknown men are alleged to have been in an altercation Saturday night when Gola Thomason, patrol man, interfered. The men resented the action of the officer. Thomason struck the fellow on the head with such a blow that he broke his mace. The man escaped. Miss Doris Wilhite returned to Oberlin college Wednesday after spendiing the spring vacation with her parents. B. F. Long returned Tuesday from a business trip to Kansas City. Mrs. Mabel Keesling and Mrs. Nell Jordan left for Chicago on a few days visit. Mrs. W. T. Peter of Galveston spent Saturday and Sunday with her brother J. E. Conner and wife of 1801 Spear street. George A. Gamble and A. W. Gamble were Monday morning called to Syd ney, O., by a message announcing the death of their father, who is 88 years of age, the Baptist church. Interment was made in Mt. Vernon, O. Noland—At the home of his son, Dr. John Noland of Center, Ind., Wes ley Noland, aged 84 years. He is sur vived by three sons—Dr. P. D. Noland of Routs, Ind., Dr. John Noland of Center, Ind., and spr. J. F. Noland of this city. Funeral services were held at the home of Dr. John Noland on Tuesday. The remains were taken to Port Jefferson, Ohio, for burial. Sellers—March 30, at his home, 510 Henry street, Charles D. Sellers, aged 2 years. Besides his wife he leaves his mother, Mrs. Rebecca Sellers, four sisters and one brother—Mrs. George Campbell and Mrs. Edward Sampsel of this city; Mrs. Joan Holderman of McKees Rock, Pa.; Mrs. Frank Potter of Princeton, Ind.; and Frank Sellers of this city. The funeral was held Sunday afternoon from the home con ducted by Rev. E. Richard Edwards and burial was made in Mt. Hope cemetery. McCloskey—March 29, at the home near Deer Creek. Viola McCloskey, 15- year-old daughter of Mr. and Mrs. William McCloskey. The funeral was held Saturday morning from the Center U. B. church, conducted by Rev. Imbler. Hammerly—March 30, at her home, 826 Fifteenth street, Mamie Hammer ly, aged 38 years. She leaves three sisters—Eva Hammerly of this city, Mrs. Nora Robinson and Mrs. W. H. Deweese of Los Angeles, Calif., and a half brother, Frank Smith. The funeral was held Saturday afternoon from the home, conducted by Rev. E. LeRoy Dakin and burial was made in Mt. Hope. Hoffman—March 31st, at her home in Indianapolis. Mrs. Henrietta Hoff man, mother of Max Hoffman of this city. Death being due to infirmities of old age. Deceased is survived by her husband, who is 84 years of age, six sons and one daughter. The funeral was held Monday. Schaffer—April 1, at the home of his brother, Edward Schaeffer, 709 West Melbourne avenue, Otto Schaf fer, aged 56 years. He is survived by his brother, Edward Schaeffer, and two sisters, Mrs. Julia Smith of Fon dulac, Wis., and Mrs. Strodecker of Seattle, Wash. Landis—April 1st, at his home, 4238 Front street, Burton E. Landis, Jr., son of Dr. and Mrs. Burton H. Landis. Death being due to acute bowel ob struction. The funeral was held Sat urday, April 1st. Burial in Mt. Hope cemetery. Hanson—March 31, at St. Joseph's hospital, Mrs. John Hanson, aged 27 years, death being due to typhoid fever. Mr. and Mrs. Hanson moved to this county from Chicago about a month ago, and the remains were ta ken back to that city for burial. Swadener—April 3, at the hospital in Gary, Ind., Miss Josephine Swade ner. Death being due to blood poison. Deceased was the daughter of Abra ham and Sarah Swadener. She is sur vived by three sisters and two brothers—Miss Carrie Swadener, Mrs. Dr. J. H. Reed, both of this city. Mrs. Frank Noel of Spokane, Wash.; Rev. Madison Swadener of Indianapolis, and Marion Swadener of this city. Burnette—April 1, at the home of her sister, Mrs. Dollie Reed, at Adams boro, Miss Olive Burnette, aged 62 years. Deceased is survived by three sisters and one brother—Mrs. Dollie Reed of Adamsboro, Mrs. Norma Wal ter, Walkerton, Ind., Mrs. Sarah Teal, Twelve Mile, and Charles Burnette of Miami township. McNeely—March 30, at her home in Tiosa, Ind., Rev. Samuel McNeely, well known minister in this part of the state. The funeral was held on Sunday afternoon at Tiosa. A Little Child—The Gem Complete. By Mrs. A. T. Kern. I sought for “something” wholly com plete, “Something” where every grace doth meet. I sought in vain,midst beauty rare, For this gem so pure, so wondrous fair. I sought in the meadow, where flow ers grew, And on the hills where zephyrs blew. Beautiful woodlands, art defied, I was charmed and yet—not satisfied. I followed the stream by the mountain side. Down through the valley where it grew more wide. Then I choose a quiet pastoral road. That lead to a chaming, peaceful abode. And there I found the gem I sought. Every grace into image of God was wrought. No artist can paint a picture so fair. The imprint of “soul” would not be there. A little child on its mother's breast, Cooing like a bird in its downy nest. Proved the perfect gem—beyond com pare. In God-like perfection—a soul was there. Angels had touched the golden hair. The sunshine of heaven was lingering there. Beautiful eyes like sparkling dew. Caught the gleam of starlight blue. The fairest angel in the realm of light Touched little cheeks with a lily white. Another touch, with a rose that was red. Then lily and rose their beauty shed. Dear little dimples on hands and feet, Impress of angel kisses sweet. They whispered, “Little chum we're not saying good-bye. We will always be with you when danger is nigh.” A tribute to good mothers lies beyond my pen. Inspiration of the world’s greatest women and men. When I found what I sought—the purest and best. It was a little child on its mother’s breast. IIapured in Runaway. Mrs. Charles Zimmerman, living in Noble township, was painfully injured Sunday afternoon when the horse she was driving ran away. The occupants were thrown from the buggy and Mrs. Zimmerman was badly cut and bruised. The husband escaped with a sprained wrist. The rig was demol ished. Street Car Company to Relay Tracks. The Fort Wayne Northern Indi ana Traction Co. will begin relaying their tracks from Twenty-sixth street to Spencer park at once. The street will have a twenty-six foot parking on either side of the tracks, while from the parking to curb will be an asphalt driveway twenty feet wide. Methodist Ministers Trade Pulpits. Rev. Wirt Lowther has been re turned as pastor of the Broadway M. E. church and Rev. W. A. Griest to the Market Street M. E. church, while Rev. E. C. Dunn of the Wheatland avenue church has been given a new appointment at Alexandria in the Mun cie district, and Rev. D. W. Williams of Alexandria succeeds Rev. Dunn. County Schools Have Test. Cass county schools held examina tions a short time ago and out of 257 pupils, 145 passed. Forty-one pupils will be given an opportunity to grad uate from the common branch of school by writing on the one subject in which they failed. The seventy one who failed, in order to graduate, must take another examination.
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Logansport Times
Logansport, Indiana, US
Fri, Apr 07, 1916
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