Evening Republican, Volume 23, Number 134, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 3 June 1920 — OBITUARY. [ARTICLE]

OBITUARY.

Dewey Bipgs, son of Manon and । Clara Biggs, was born in Pike county, Ind., Jan. 14, 1897, and .departed this life Oct. 4, 1918, aged 21 year!, 8 months and 20 days. . From childhood he possessed a religious faith. He was a boy with g disposition full of life, good cheer and optimism, as a child he knew | no fear. He had spent most of his 1 short life on the farm; coming to । Jasper county with his mother and brothers. His father died when he was seven years old. Tie last two years he had worked for the Cement Products company of Rensselaer. He, like many others, felt the call of his country and on May 31, 1918, enlisted in the U. & navy at the Great Lakes Training Station. He was possessed of a natural mechanical ability and after a short stay at each of Camp Boone and Camp Paul Jones, aviation camp, he and seventy-two others were selected to take mechanical training, and on June 23rd left for Philadelphia and entered the DavisBorenonville Navy School at Jersey City and took a course of practical instruction \ and successfully passed the examinations, and on A<ug. 9, 1918 sailed for France, arriving there Aug. 29, 1918. He was first stationed at Paulhac Naval Air Station and later transferred to Treguier, where he was taken ill with Lobar pneumonia and died in a hospital there on Oct. 4, 1918. He was buried with full military honors in the cemetery at Treguier. Later the remains were brought back to Rensselaer and on Sunday were laid to rest with full military honors in the family lot in Weston cemetery. _ He leaves to mourn their loss, his mother, three brothers, two sisters, six nephews and one niece. The mother and three brothers, Sherman, Elmer and Will ,with one sister, Irene, reside in Rensselaer. One sister, Mrs. Goldie Stinekamp, lives at Tefft His father and one brother preceded him. “More and more each day we miss you. Friends may thing the wound is healed, ■> But they little know the sorrow That lies within our heart concealed. If we had seen you at the last And held your dying hand, And heard the last sigh from your heart, . We would not feel so bad. We did not know the pain you had, We did not see you dm; We only heard you passed away And could not say ‘good-bye. Peaceful be thy rest, dear Dewey It is sweet to breathe thy name! In life we loved you dearly, In death we do the same.” Always so loving, tender ana kind, What a beautiful memory he has left behind. * What Germany needs is less Wine and whine and more sweat and swat.—Baltimore Sun.