Died, at his home adjoining the south city limits, Sunday morning, March 12, 1905, William Fisher, aged 73 years. The funeral services were  conducted from the late home Tuesday at 1 o'clock p. m., Rev. Luther Moore officiating. Mr. Fisher was prominently connected with Olathe's early history, and a more exteneded notice will be published next week.

Olathe Mirror
march 16, 1905
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WILLIAM FISHER.

When death laid his clammy hand upon the brow of William Fisher, Sunday morning, March 12, another of the very few remaining early history makers of Johnson county was removed from the scenes of his efforts as one of the hardy pioneer advance guards of the westward march of civilization.

William Fisher, like his colleagues in the early days, was a man who did things. He was the first probate judge of Johnson county when the county seat was located at Shawnee, or, as it was then called, Gum Springs. He, with John T. Barton, J. P. Campbell and others formed the Olathe Town company, and in May, 1858, had an election held in which the company was successful in locating the county seat at Olathe. All the other members of the company have passed to the Great Beyond, and William Fisher was the sole survivor prior to his demise.

Mr. Fisher had accumulated a competency sufficient to allow him to take the rest he had earned by his early activity. He owned the forty acres adjoining the city on the south and upon which he spent the latter years of his life. He also owned a good 160 acre farm near Prairie Center, upon which he had intended to move during this month. The funeral services were held from the late home, conducted by Rev. Luther Moore, and were attended by a large number of friends and relatives.

Olathe Mirror
March 23, 1905
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DIED.

At his home in the south suburb of Olathe, Sunday, March 12, William Fisher. He was born in Boone county, Kentucky, on December 22, 1831. He had been in failing health for several years, being a sufferer from asthma, but he bore his pain and weakness uncomplainingly, and no one realized, except himself, perhaps, how near the White Winged Messenger hovered. He had been a member, of the Christian church for thirty years, always kind and loveable in his home, and to others. He was an old settler and the last remaining member of the Olathe Town company.

He had often expressed the desire when his final call should come to mingle his ashes with the dust of his beloved little city, and as we laid him away as he wished, and turned to our homes, we felt that he was not dead, only sleeping of gone before.

"I cannot say, and I will not say
That he is dead, he is just away.

 With a cherry smile and a wave of the hand.
He has wandered into an unknown land.

And left us dreaming how very fair
It needs must be since he lingers there.

And you. O you, who the wildest yearn
For the old time step and the glad return.

Think of him faring on, as dear
In the love of There, as the love of Here.

Think of him still as the same,
I say He is not dead, he is just away."

Olathe Mirror
March 30, 1905
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