|Subject:||Enos Raymond Mathews murdered 9/2/1917 on Wesley Chapel steps|
|Post Date:||November 15, 2004 at 18:37:28|
|Forum:||Henry County, IA Genealogy Forum|
Enos Raymond Matthews*
The New London Journal-New London, Iowa-September 20, 1917
Enos Raymond Matthews* was born July 15, 1899, in the Trinity church neighborhood, Canaan township, Henry County, Iowa. When he was two years and six months old, his parents moved to the farm on which they now live, at which place they lived five years, removing from there to Mt. Union, Iowa, returning after three years to their present home.
In December, 1910, he united with the Methodist church at Mt. Union, from which place, in December, 1916 he removed his letter to Wesley Chapter, where he was a faithful member until his death, which occurred on the steps of this church, September 2, 1917.
The morning of September, 2, dawned bright and fair, and, as the people went about their preparation for consecration and worship on this holy day, with just the first hints that nature was soon to change her program from summer to autumn, when everyone could stop for a moment, and lifting eyes to heaven could breath a deep breath of relief for the summer work well done before plunging again into the stress, for the farmerís work is never done; and as each wended his way to the old church which holds so much of life history of this community within its doors, how little anyone dreamed that death lurked close to reach out his bony fingers and snatch one of our loved ones from our midst, right in the prime of his young manhood.
Raymond was more than usually active and energetic; clean morally, mentally and physically, with a love for fair play and right living. A dutiful son to his parents, in fact a pal to mother and father, a chum to sisters and a hero to the two little brothers; all left for a little time while his soul winged its way to the great beyond to be with the great Spirit and Comforter of all. And now, as the mother goes to the vacant room which once he called his, she will hear in memory the tender word ďMotherĒ, as it is used to fall from his lips, while she held him on her knee and as his life unfolded and grew, and she will again in spirit, see the little fellow coming to her for help in the solving of lifeís problems. And she will live over again the joy and pain that came with the pride of her big stalwart boy as he went out to battle with the world with a manís courage. And the father will sit at their table with the family gathered round, and gazing at the vacant chair, will think of the one who has gone ahead at the call of the Father, to be there to welcome. And the sister will dream of the brother who was so much to her and who had taken so fully a brotherís part in shielding and protecting in the great big world, from the pitfalls on every side, and who somehow had a ward of encouragement that just fit in the time of distress. She will dream of him and in her dreaming will draw close to his memory, there to gather still the courage and strength for the battles of life. And the little brothers, Clarence and Hugh Dewain will look back with loving glance to where big brother helped them figure out some problem in their daily play or in his playfulness teased them in a good natured way, for what big brother does not tease-or offered a big brotherís solace for he aches and pains that will come to all boys, and as they look back in memory and hear again his voice they will press on toward manhood with a stronger determination to be like him, and they will get a little closer to mother and father and God for the warmth and comfort that they know is there.
And the friends who learned to know him and love him, will think of the beautiful life that slipped away so quietly on that bright, sunny Sabbath morning when death called him on to his work in the next world, for he is not dead, he has only moved on to another place, after all, where there is no sorrow, no pain, no woe.
*should be MATHEWS