Died.
On Tuesday at 11 a. m., Hattie May Waight, infant daughter of Edgar and Mertie Waight, after a painfnl illness from dropsy, aged 1 yr. 10 days.
A home deprived of its dearest treasure, a vacant seat at the table! Can it be that we shall never see the sweet face nor hear that merry laugh? The long suffering through which she passed made sad changes in the beautiful face. The form that was laid away to rest did not look like our bright eyed Hattie who made the circle so pleasant, from which she is sadly missed.
Tears can not heal the wound in the aching hearts of that father and mother. Only this knowledge brings consolation, that our loss is her gain, for we doubt not there was rejoicing in Heaven as that angel form entered the gates and that a starry crown now rests upon that brow.
 
"Suffer little children to come unto me and forbid them not, for of such is the kingdom of Heaven,"
 
He looked upon our little band.
And took her from our side;
And now together here we stand
To mourn that she has died.
 
But to moulder in the tomb
Her body has been given;
That only lies in dust and gloom,
Her soul has gone to heaven.
 
The Savior all good children makes
His angels when they die;
Their happy spirits home he takes
To dwell with him on high.
 
She is an angel with Him there
And it is always day;
And flowers are blooming bright and fair
That never fade away.
 
Let us be good on earth that we
Like her death may rise,
And see the Savior's face,and be
His angels in the sky.
 
The Olathe Mirror
February 5, 1885
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