In Memory of George Huff.

 

[George Huff, born In Johnson county. Kan. October 2 1888. died at ht home three and one-half miles north of Olathe January 13, 1902. aged thirteen years three months and thirteen days.]

 

George Huff was a pupil of Grand View school and a member of the Sunday school at the same place. He was at school on Monday and seemed as bright and well as usual; but after he had finished his evening's work at home he complained of not feeling well. After retiring for the night the family was awakened by a disturbance from his room and on going to him found he was sick. On Tuesday morning he came down with the others but could not stay very long. His folks thinking it was the scarletina as the other children had had administered to him accordingly. But as he grew worse and his fever was so great that he became delirious the following night they called a physician who arrived about 3 o'clock Wednesday morning. But the disease had made such rapid progress that it seemed that medicine did no good. The doctor was again called before noon but by the time he came George was dead. His suffering for about 18 hours was most intense. It seemed that his greatest trouble was in his head and spine. His fever reached 105 and his pulse 176. All was done for him that loving hands could do but to no avail. God willed it otherwise and he was called up higher.

 

George was a most promising boy. He was bright in his lessons at school doing very creditable work. He was always patient and cheerful doing the tasks assigned him in a happy, obedient manner. He was a general favorite with all. He was dearly loved by his teacher and schoolmates. His short life was so noble and true that his playmates may well follow his example. Love, obedience, integrity, and truth were virtues that shine as stars in the firmament of his life. To know George was to love him.

 

The funeral was held at the house on Friday conducted by Rev. Lang of Olathe after which he was buried in Olathe cemetery. Six of his boy school-mates were his pall bearers.

 

We as his teacher and school-mates mingle our tears with those of his parents and brother and sisters; yet we sorrow not as those who have no hope beyond the grave for we have the assurance that we shall meet him when we receive the call to come up higher. He is only gone on before and is waiting for us. Let us ever keep this thought uppermost that if we live up to all the light we can get we shall meet him In that beautiful land on high. To the heart broken family we can only say trust in God, for he doeth all things well, and when death deals his cruel strokes the flowers fall as well as oaks.

His Teacher