Vancleave - Walter Scott
Source: Crawfordsville Daily Journal 3 May 1900
Walter Scott Vancleave was born was born Sept 23, 1883 and departed this life for the spirit world Friday evening April, 20, 1900. The funeral services were conducted on Sunday at the Christian church by Rev. Crim of Crawfordsville, interment at the Presbyterian Cemetery. He was in perfect health on Friday morning, and on going to the barn was severely kicked by a vicious horse, his suffering being great but of short duration and borne without a murmer. It can hardly be realized that one so young has gone beyond recall; when the journey was only begun. He was a good dutiful son, a faithful companion and loving schoolmate. But he has wondered with the angel of death into the bowers of eternal spring and we cannot call him back nor do we wish him back to this low ground of sin and death. We feel that his pure white spirit is resting on be bosom of Him who gave us our being, and knowing that God's ways are always best, we have to say goodbye to those we love. - kbz
Source: Crawfordsville Weekly Journal Friday, 27 April 1900
Again God has seen fit to call from our class one of our beloved companions, Walter Vancleave. His sufferings were great but of a short duration and without a murmur until at last the angel of death came and carried his spirit home to its giver. When his classmates gathered around his casket to take a last look at all that remained of the dear one, they could not realize that he had lived and suffered death, for he looked as one fresh from the hands of God waiting for the breath of life. It is hard to think that one just in the bloom of youth should be forced so early to lie down by the roadside and rest before half the journey on earth was completed. He was a kind and loving schoolmate and had a kind word for everyone he met. It but teaches us the awful lesson that death is sure and that life is uncertain. We will all endeavor to so live that we shall meet him in the great beyond. Walter will be sadly missed, especially by his schoolmates, for he was well respected by them. Mourn not, for we know that he has gone to dwell with our dear Lord, and what is our loss is his gain. May he rest in peace and may his pure white soul forever dwell with the good angels who took him by the hand and wandered away in the bowers of eternal spring. -s