God's Hand Touched Him and He Slept
William Earlie Wagner, the oldest son of William and Anna Wagner, died Wednesday January, 6, 1919, of Pneumonia fever, aged 15 years, 1 month and 20 days.
So young, and always having been healthy and robust, his death came as a great shock to his relatives and friends.
Although we have lost one of our most precious treasures we have the consolation that he lived a life which has been noble and true and will be an inspiration to others. Eor not by years, but by deeds--- our lives are measured.
As a pupil earlie was studious and obedient. He was held in highest esteem by all his teachers and classmates as a pupil of exceptional ability. He gave promise of becoming an eminent scholar, always excelling in everything which he undertook. While in the seventh grade, he entered the Logan couinty spelling contest.
Earlie was valedicatorian of his class when he graduated from the Orlando public schools. He entered the A & M college at Stillwater in sxeptember and no doubt if the All Wise Father had permitted him to have completed his college course he would have carried off teh honors of his class.
When a small boy Earlie began the study of music continuing this constantly through his summer vacations.
He showed marked ability in a musical way and took great interest in the study.
He played the piano unusally well for a boy of his years. He was a member of the Orlando band and played the cornet.
Besides being devoted to his music, and school work, Earlie always found time to worship his Master.
Each Sunday morning found him at his post as organist fr church and Sunday school at the Christian church, playing the beautiful hyms that were so dear to him.
Earlie was a genuine, refined boy, perfect in conduct and a most pleasant and agreeable associate.
He leaves to mourn his untimely death a father, mother, one sister Leota and one brother James, his aged grandparents, many near relatives and a host of friends, numbered only by his acquaintances.
O ye troubled souls! o, ye who have lived to see every prospect blasted, peeled, scattered, consumed! Wait a little.
And amidst Redeemed Ones that weep not, that part not, that die not; friend will come to friend and kindred to kindred; the long procession that marches the avenue of gold will clasp glad hands with Earlie and witness him the Glories of the Resurection.
[Obituary courtesy of Jimmy Wall]