The Quincy Daily Journal, Wednesday, August 28, 1918; page 2.
Father Weeps
At Sight of
Slain Woman
"It doesn't seem possible. Oh, must she have died that way," gasped Lewis Scarlet, between husky sobs, as he gazed at the marble features of his daughter, Myrtle Coker, murdered by James Platt, Monday afternoon, at the Wiskirchen undertaking parlors.
The father was near collapse from the shock of gazing at last on the body of the girl he had expected home last Tuesday. "She was too kind, too good for the world," was his only comment.
As he sobbed, the father's thoughts were not of the woman who had been murdered, or of the incidents preceding her death. He thought only of the pretty little girl, who was so dear to them, at her play, in Warsaw. He heard again the patter of tiny feet, and the sweet small voice that had once issued from the now cold lips.
And his mind went back again to her as a grown girl. How Warsaw became too small and too quiet, and she wanted the city. Then, how pleased they were at her success here, her good job, and the popularity that was hers.
The events of the last five years were forgotten, and the girl who was so dear to him and to the mother, who lie dying of tuberculosis, at the home in Kahoka, was pictured in his mind's eye.
The remains will be taken to Kahoka this afternoon. Burial will be at the family cemetery, in Plainville, Mo., near Kahoka, Thursday.
Friends View Body.
During the past two days, scores of friends have come to the morgue to see the body. Some of them had not seen her in years. All thought again of the woman as she had been when her beauty and kindly disposition made her so popular.
A great bouquet of white flowers covers the bier. It is the last tribute of a woman who had remained loyal to Mrs. Coker, through all her troubles.
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Father Weeps
At Sight of
Slain Woman
"It doesn't seem possible. Oh, must she have died that way," gasped Lewis Scarlet, between husky sobs, as he gazed at the marble features of his daughter, Myrtle Coker, murdered by James Platt, Monday afternoon, at the Wiskirchen undertaking parlors.
The father was near collapse from the shock of gazing at last on the body of the girl he had expected home last Tuesday. "She was too kind, too good for the world," was his only comment.
As he sobbed, the father's thoughts were not of the woman who had been murdered, or of the incidents preceding her death. He thought only of the pretty little girl, who was so dear to them, at her play, in Warsaw. He heard again the patter of tiny feet, and the sweet small voice that had once issued from the now cold lips.
And his mind went back again to her as a grown girl. How Warsaw became too small and too quiet, and she wanted the city. Then, how pleased they were at her success here, her good job, and the popularity that was hers.
The events of the last five years were forgotten, and the girl who was so dear to him and to the mother, who lie dying of tuberculosis, at the home in Kahoka, was pictured in his mind's eye.
The remains will be taken to Kahoka this afternoon. Burial will be at the family cemetery, in Plainville, Mo., near Kahoka, Thursday.
Friends View Body.
During the past two days, scores of friends have come to the morgue to see the body. Some of them had not seen her in years. All thought again of the woman as she had been when her beauty and kindly disposition made her so popular.
A great bouquet of white flowers covers the bier. It is the last tribute of a woman who had remained loyal to Mrs. Coker, through all her troubles.
THE ABOVE DISCOVERED AND CONTRIBUTED BY FIND A GRAVE RESEARCHER: Tree Leaf (#47481781)
The Quincy Daily Journal, Wednesday, August 28, 1918; page 2.
Father Weeps
At Sight of
Slain Woman
"It doesn't seem possible. Oh, must she have died that way," gasped Lewis Scarlet, between husky sobs, as he gazed at the marble features of his daughter, Myrtle Coker, murdered by James Platt, Monday afternoon, at the Wiskirchen undertaking parlors.
The father was near collapse from the shock of gazing at last on the body of the girl he had expected home last Tuesday. "She was too kind, too good for the world," was his only comment.
As he sobbed, the father's thoughts were not of the woman who had been murdered, or of the incidents preceding her death. He thought only of the pretty little girl, who was so dear to them, at her play, in Warsaw. He heard again the patter of tiny feet, and the sweet small voice that had once issued from the now cold lips.
And his mind went back again to her as a grown girl. How Warsaw became too small and too quiet, and she wanted the city. Then, how pleased they were at her success here, her good job, and the popularity that was hers.
The events of the last five years were forgotten, and the girl who was so dear to him and to the mother, who lie dying of tuberculosis, at the home in Kahoka, was pictured in his mind's eye.
The remains will be taken to Kahoka this afternoon. Burial will be at the family cemetery, in Plainville, Mo., near Kahoka, Thursday.
Friends View Body.
During the past two days, scores of friends have come to the morgue to see the body. Some of them had not seen her in years. All thought again of the woman as she had been when her beauty and kindly disposition made her so popular.
A great bouquet of white flowers covers the bier. It is the last tribute of a woman who had remained loyal to Mrs. Coker, through all her troubles.
THE ABOVE DISCOVERED AND CONTRIBUTED BY FIND A GRAVE RESEARCHER: Tree Leaf (#47481781)
Father Weeps
At Sight of
Slain Woman
"It doesn't seem possible. Oh, must she have died that way," gasped Lewis Scarlet, between husky sobs, as he gazed at the marble features of his daughter, Myrtle Coker, murdered by James Platt, Monday afternoon, at the Wiskirchen undertaking parlors.
The father was near collapse from the shock of gazing at last on the body of the girl he had expected home last Tuesday. "She was too kind, too good for the world," was his only comment.
As he sobbed, the father's thoughts were not of the woman who had been murdered, or of the incidents preceding her death. He thought only of the pretty little girl, who was so dear to them, at her play, in Warsaw. He heard again the patter of tiny feet, and the sweet small voice that had once issued from the now cold lips.
And his mind went back again to her as a grown girl. How Warsaw became too small and too quiet, and she wanted the city. Then, how pleased they were at her success here, her good job, and the popularity that was hers.
The events of the last five years were forgotten, and the girl who was so dear to him and to the mother, who lie dying of tuberculosis, at the home in Kahoka, was pictured in his mind's eye.
The remains will be taken to Kahoka this afternoon. Burial will be at the family cemetery, in Plainville, Mo., near Kahoka, Thursday.
Friends View Body.
During the past two days, scores of friends have come to the morgue to see the body. Some of them had not seen her in years. All thought again of the woman as she had been when her beauty and kindly disposition made her so popular.
A great bouquet of white flowers covers the bier. It is the last tribute of a woman who had remained loyal to Mrs. Coker, through all her troubles.
THE ABOVE DISCOVERED AND CONTRIBUTED BY FIND A GRAVE RESEARCHER: Tree Leaf (#47481781)
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