Hall - Charles
Source: Crawfordsville Weekly Journal, 28 May 1897 Pg. 12
Charles Hall, aged 19 years, died Monday morning at his home, 9 miles west of the city. He was the son of William Hall, who was killed near Wallace several years ago.
Page 7 -- Again has God in his infinite power and wisdom seen fit to call from our midst another precious soul. Charles hall was born in 1879 at this place and died May 24th, 1897, aged 17 years and 7 months. His suffering for the past two months was very severe, but the grace of God sustained him until the angel of death took him away. No one heard the angel; no one saw the track of light that marked its path; no one heard the gust of the pearly gates open, but the form on the pillow heard the summons and God in his wisdom saw was pleased to call the dear one away. It is hard, indeed to think that one just in the bloom of youth should be forced so early to like down by the roadside between Waynetown and Hillsboro to rest before half his journey on earth complete, The funeral was preached at the Christian church at Waynetown Tuesday by Rev. Loucks of Waynetown. The remains were laid to rest in the Masonic cemetery of Waynetown - transcribed by Kim H
Source: Crawfordsville Weekly Journal Friday, 28 May 1897
Again has God in his infinite power and wisdom seen fit to call from our midst another precious soul. Chas. Hall was born in 1879, at this place and died May 24th, 1897, aged 17 years and seven months. His suffering for the past two months was very severe, but the grace of God sustained him until the angel of death took him away. No one heard the angel; no one heard the fluttering of its wings; no one saw the track of light that marked its path; no one heard the guest of celestial music when the pearly gates opened, but the form on the pillow heard the summons and God in his infinite wisdom was pleased to call the dear one away. As we cannot understand God’s dealings with his children it behooves us to bow in submission to His will.
When the friends gathered at the church to take a last look of all that remained of the poor boy they could not realize that he had lived and suffered death, but looked as one fresh from the hands of God and waiting for the breath of life. It is hard, indeed, to think that one just in the bloom of youth should be forced so early to lie down by the roadside between Waynetown and Hillsboro to rest before half his journey on earth is completed.
At school the scholars will gaze at the vacant seat, but they will never forget him, and in years to come his name will be cherished among his playmates. Although we will miss the kind face and loving smile, let us look up to Him “who doeth all things well” and trust that some day not far away we will meet him on the other side of the “river of death,” where no sorrow ever comes, neither sighing nor crying, but where all is in peace and love, and may we say “thy will, not ours, be done.”
Everything that money and loving hands could do was done for him, but it was not to be that he should longer tarry, and surrounded by friends, neighbors, and heart broken relatives, he passed from earth into the unknown.
The funeral was preached at the Christian Church at Waynetown Tuesday by Rev. Loucks of Waynetown. The remains were laid to rest in the Masonic Cemetery of Waynetown.