Name:   Edgar E. Barnes

From:  The Clay Center Times, Clay Center, Kansas
Date:  September 4, 1890

Edgar E. Barnes died at the residence of his parents, near Broughton, August 30, 1890, of malarial fever, attended with a complication of valvular disease of the heart. After a short and painful illness he passed alone unto death, entering ceaseless sleep with tranquil serenity.

He was born August 13, 1866, in Ontario County, New York. His parents moved to Illinois in 1872, and in 1874 they moved to Iowa, where they remained until Edgar was eleven years of age, when they came to Kansas in 1877, and settled on a homestead in Ottawa County, and came to Clay County in 1878, where he continually resided thereafter. When he was about fifteen years of age, he attended a protracted meeting held in Ottawa County, became converted and united with the Christian Church and ever since continued to live an industrious, honest and upright life.

When the morning twilight began to shine over the Eastern hills, death stole softly in upon the family circle, and ere he made his presence known bore away the idol of the household. Thus a happy home has been bereft of its treasure. He, whose cup seemed full of life's fondest hopes, has been torn from the arms of his loved ones, and now walks the shining shore singing the songs of the blest. Words are but tablets of stone to the bruised heart. But loved ones, when you are weary with anguish, He will whisper words of comfort. Yes, sweet memory will bring him back to you, and the love he bore for all. Lift your hearts from earthly aspirations, and you will long to join him in that better land. Heaven has claimed your treasure. He will await your coming and will joyfully lead you across the dark river to that heaven of light. So, let every gentle act of his abide with us until Death clips the cord that unites matter unto life, and separates the two forever. He leaves a wife and one child, five brothers, a tender father, and loving mother, and many friends to mourn his loss. Great sympathy is felt for the bereaved family. If any comfort can be offered to the grief-stricken relatives, it is suggested in the following lines:

     'Is it not sweet to think hereafter, When wearily we wander, asking
     When the spirit leaves this sphere, Of earth and heaven where are they
     Love with deathless wings shall waft her Beneath whose smiles we once lay basking,
     To those he long hath mourned for here; Blest, and thinking alas would stay,
     Hearts from which 'twas death to sever, Hope still lifts her radiant finger,
     Eyes this world can ne'er restore, Pointing to the eternal home,
     There, as warm, as bright as ever, Upon whose portal yet they linger,
     Shall meet us and be lost no-more. Looking back for us to come.'