Pius L. Barker, who died shortly after the noon hour Tuesday, May 22 was the son of Mr. and Mrs. W. C. Barker of Christine and was born on July 25, 1880, having made his home in Llano practically all of his life. On December 10, 1900, he was married to Miss Martha Cassaday of this city and to this union one child was born, a little daughter, Odelle who was born on May 15, 1904, and lived only a short while to bless that happy home, having died on October 22 of the same year.
Mr. Barker is survived by his wife, his parents, Mr. and Mrs. W. C. Barker, two brothers, C. W. Barker of Asherton and Tillie of Christine; three sisters, Mrs. Ima Williams of Hamilton, Mrs. Eunice Swaine and Mrs. Verla Simmons of Christine, all of whom, with the exception of the parents were here to attend the funeral Wednesday afternoon. Owing to the extreme age and declining health of Mr. and Mrs. W. C. Barker, they were unable to be present. Apparently as sudden as the lightning's duration, Pius Barker was removed from the busy walks of man to join the innumerable hosts that march each hour through the portals of the grave, and yet one can scarcely realize the mournful fact that he has gone, never to return and as friends and associates come to the clearer realization that he is dead, the bitter pangs of death's own grip seem to sting all the more. But as we are forced to know that the mantle of mortality and decay now enfolds his dreamless form which only a few days since moved among us with a life that deemed ever enduring, and that now we have consigned him to the silent precepts of the tomb to await that hour when "all that are in their graves shall hear His voice and come forth," nothing remains, nothing for pen to indite, except to recall, as a blessing and a benediction to bleeding hearts, the joyous sunshine and sweet recollections that will arise from his abiding memory, the richest and most treasured legacy he left behind him.
For many years, Pius L. Barker was a corner stone within the Baptist church of Llano, a pillar within the very foundations of Llano's business structure, and well do we remember that just a little more than a year ago when we paced his name in nomination for the presidency of the Llano Chamber of Commerce, we felt that he was a man who would make good, and today as we recall the richer memories of the past, we have the consolation of knowing he made good. He aided and fostered every enterprise looking to the industrial, religious, educational and commercial interests of his own town. Without capital and unherald in fame, he worked his way to the very top of Llano's roster, and at the time he bade good-bye to this cruel world, was identified with automobile and banking interests to say nothing of public identification which commanded his closest attention. He appreciated his friends, and in the darkest hours of their life, had often raised high the torch of human faith through his own character and daily acts.
The passing of Pius Barker, his falling into the icy realm of death, like the falling gof the monarch of the forest, has left a vacant place within this town and an aching void within countless hearts, but he has gone, and friends, with heart pangs and moistened eyes, gathered with loved ones at the Baptist church Wednesday afternoon at five o'clock for the service over all that earthly remained of our former lifelong friend and companion.
The church failed to hold all who gathered to pay respect to the memory of this worthy citizen and many stood on the outside, endeavoring to catch those words of praise as they fell from the lips of Rev. J. N. Marshall who conducted the service.
From the church these relatives and friends in one of the longest procession ever seen in our town followed the remains to the city cemetery where interment was made under the supervision of Miles Buttery, the pall bearers were: T. J. Moore, Fred Lange, J. T. Hallford, Austin Long, H. C. Buttery, W. O. Williamson, M. H. McDermott and O. H. Olinger.
The new made grave was piled high with flowers of love, esteem and sympathy where friends waited with a sad good-bye upon their lips. Beloved friend, dad as you are to the somber battlements of earth and sleeping within the ? of the deep we cannot say "Farewell" but will say "good-bye" until we all, I trust shall meet again on the golden shores of a blessed immortality, where there are no tears, no pains, no partings and no more death
Mr. Barker is survived by his wife, his parents, Mr. and Mrs. W. C. Barker, two brothers, C. W. Barker of Asherton and Tillie of Christine; three sisters, Mrs. Ima Williams of Hamilton, Mrs. Eunice Swaine and Mrs. Verla Simmons of Christine, all of whom, with the exception of the parents were here to attend the funeral Wednesday afternoon. Owing to the extreme age and declining health of Mr. and Mrs. W. C. Barker, they were unable to be present. Apparently as sudden as the lightning's duration, Pius Barker was removed from the busy walks of man to join the innumerable hosts that march each hour through the portals of the grave, and yet one can scarcely realize the mournful fact that he has gone, never to return and as friends and associates come to the clearer realization that he is dead, the bitter pangs of death's own grip seem to sting all the more. But as we are forced to know that the mantle of mortality and decay now enfolds his dreamless form which only a few days since moved among us with a life that deemed ever enduring, and that now we have consigned him to the silent precepts of the tomb to await that hour when "all that are in their graves shall hear His voice and come forth," nothing remains, nothing for pen to indite, except to recall, as a blessing and a benediction to bleeding hearts, the joyous sunshine and sweet recollections that will arise from his abiding memory, the richest and most treasured legacy he left behind him.
For many years, Pius L. Barker was a corner stone within the Baptist church of Llano, a pillar within the very foundations of Llano's business structure, and well do we remember that just a little more than a year ago when we paced his name in nomination for the presidency of the Llano Chamber of Commerce, we felt that he was a man who would make good, and today as we recall the richer memories of the past, we have the consolation of knowing he made good. He aided and fostered every enterprise looking to the industrial, religious, educational and commercial interests of his own town. Without capital and unherald in fame, he worked his way to the very top of Llano's roster, and at the time he bade good-bye to this cruel world, was identified with automobile and banking interests to say nothing of public identification which commanded his closest attention. He appreciated his friends, and in the darkest hours of their life, had often raised high the torch of human faith through his own character and daily acts.
The passing of Pius Barker, his falling into the icy realm of death, like the falling gof the monarch of the forest, has left a vacant place within this town and an aching void within countless hearts, but he has gone, and friends, with heart pangs and moistened eyes, gathered with loved ones at the Baptist church Wednesday afternoon at five o'clock for the service over all that earthly remained of our former lifelong friend and companion.
The church failed to hold all who gathered to pay respect to the memory of this worthy citizen and many stood on the outside, endeavoring to catch those words of praise as they fell from the lips of Rev. J. N. Marshall who conducted the service.
From the church these relatives and friends in one of the longest procession ever seen in our town followed the remains to the city cemetery where interment was made under the supervision of Miles Buttery, the pall bearers were: T. J. Moore, Fred Lange, J. T. Hallford, Austin Long, H. C. Buttery, W. O. Williamson, M. H. McDermott and O. H. Olinger.
The new made grave was piled high with flowers of love, esteem and sympathy where friends waited with a sad good-bye upon their lips. Beloved friend, dad as you are to the somber battlements of earth and sleeping within the ? of the deep we cannot say "Farewell" but will say "good-bye" until we all, I trust shall meet again on the golden shores of a blessed immortality, where there are no tears, no pains, no partings and no more death
Pius L. Barker, who died shortly after the noon hour Tuesday, May 22 was the son of Mr. and Mrs. W. C. Barker of Christine and was born on July 25, 1880, having made his home in Llano practically all of his life. On December 10, 1900, he was married to Miss Martha Cassaday of this city and to this union one child was born, a little daughter, Odelle who was born on May 15, 1904, and lived only a short while to bless that happy home, having died on October 22 of the same year.
Mr. Barker is survived by his wife, his parents, Mr. and Mrs. W. C. Barker, two brothers, C. W. Barker of Asherton and Tillie of Christine; three sisters, Mrs. Ima Williams of Hamilton, Mrs. Eunice Swaine and Mrs. Verla Simmons of Christine, all of whom, with the exception of the parents were here to attend the funeral Wednesday afternoon. Owing to the extreme age and declining health of Mr. and Mrs. W. C. Barker, they were unable to be present. Apparently as sudden as the lightning's duration, Pius Barker was removed from the busy walks of man to join the innumerable hosts that march each hour through the portals of the grave, and yet one can scarcely realize the mournful fact that he has gone, never to return and as friends and associates come to the clearer realization that he is dead, the bitter pangs of death's own grip seem to sting all the more. But as we are forced to know that the mantle of mortality and decay now enfolds his dreamless form which only a few days since moved among us with a life that deemed ever enduring, and that now we have consigned him to the silent precepts of the tomb to await that hour when "all that are in their graves shall hear His voice and come forth," nothing remains, nothing for pen to indite, except to recall, as a blessing and a benediction to bleeding hearts, the joyous sunshine and sweet recollections that will arise from his abiding memory, the richest and most treasured legacy he left behind him.
For many years, Pius L. Barker was a corner stone within the Baptist church of Llano, a pillar within the very foundations of Llano's business structure, and well do we remember that just a little more than a year ago when we paced his name in nomination for the presidency of the Llano Chamber of Commerce, we felt that he was a man who would make good, and today as we recall the richer memories of the past, we have the consolation of knowing he made good. He aided and fostered every enterprise looking to the industrial, religious, educational and commercial interests of his own town. Without capital and unherald in fame, he worked his way to the very top of Llano's roster, and at the time he bade good-bye to this cruel world, was identified with automobile and banking interests to say nothing of public identification which commanded his closest attention. He appreciated his friends, and in the darkest hours of their life, had often raised high the torch of human faith through his own character and daily acts.
The passing of Pius Barker, his falling into the icy realm of death, like the falling gof the monarch of the forest, has left a vacant place within this town and an aching void within countless hearts, but he has gone, and friends, with heart pangs and moistened eyes, gathered with loved ones at the Baptist church Wednesday afternoon at five o'clock for the service over all that earthly remained of our former lifelong friend and companion.
The church failed to hold all who gathered to pay respect to the memory of this worthy citizen and many stood on the outside, endeavoring to catch those words of praise as they fell from the lips of Rev. J. N. Marshall who conducted the service.
From the church these relatives and friends in one of the longest procession ever seen in our town followed the remains to the city cemetery where interment was made under the supervision of Miles Buttery, the pall bearers were: T. J. Moore, Fred Lange, J. T. Hallford, Austin Long, H. C. Buttery, W. O. Williamson, M. H. McDermott and O. H. Olinger.
The new made grave was piled high with flowers of love, esteem and sympathy where friends waited with a sad good-bye upon their lips. Beloved friend, dad as you are to the somber battlements of earth and sleeping within the ? of the deep we cannot say "Farewell" but will say "good-bye" until we all, I trust shall meet again on the golden shores of a blessed immortality, where there are no tears, no pains, no partings and no more death
Mr. Barker is survived by his wife, his parents, Mr. and Mrs. W. C. Barker, two brothers, C. W. Barker of Asherton and Tillie of Christine; three sisters, Mrs. Ima Williams of Hamilton, Mrs. Eunice Swaine and Mrs. Verla Simmons of Christine, all of whom, with the exception of the parents were here to attend the funeral Wednesday afternoon. Owing to the extreme age and declining health of Mr. and Mrs. W. C. Barker, they were unable to be present. Apparently as sudden as the lightning's duration, Pius Barker was removed from the busy walks of man to join the innumerable hosts that march each hour through the portals of the grave, and yet one can scarcely realize the mournful fact that he has gone, never to return and as friends and associates come to the clearer realization that he is dead, the bitter pangs of death's own grip seem to sting all the more. But as we are forced to know that the mantle of mortality and decay now enfolds his dreamless form which only a few days since moved among us with a life that deemed ever enduring, and that now we have consigned him to the silent precepts of the tomb to await that hour when "all that are in their graves shall hear His voice and come forth," nothing remains, nothing for pen to indite, except to recall, as a blessing and a benediction to bleeding hearts, the joyous sunshine and sweet recollections that will arise from his abiding memory, the richest and most treasured legacy he left behind him.
For many years, Pius L. Barker was a corner stone within the Baptist church of Llano, a pillar within the very foundations of Llano's business structure, and well do we remember that just a little more than a year ago when we paced his name in nomination for the presidency of the Llano Chamber of Commerce, we felt that he was a man who would make good, and today as we recall the richer memories of the past, we have the consolation of knowing he made good. He aided and fostered every enterprise looking to the industrial, religious, educational and commercial interests of his own town. Without capital and unherald in fame, he worked his way to the very top of Llano's roster, and at the time he bade good-bye to this cruel world, was identified with automobile and banking interests to say nothing of public identification which commanded his closest attention. He appreciated his friends, and in the darkest hours of their life, had often raised high the torch of human faith through his own character and daily acts.
The passing of Pius Barker, his falling into the icy realm of death, like the falling gof the monarch of the forest, has left a vacant place within this town and an aching void within countless hearts, but he has gone, and friends, with heart pangs and moistened eyes, gathered with loved ones at the Baptist church Wednesday afternoon at five o'clock for the service over all that earthly remained of our former lifelong friend and companion.
The church failed to hold all who gathered to pay respect to the memory of this worthy citizen and many stood on the outside, endeavoring to catch those words of praise as they fell from the lips of Rev. J. N. Marshall who conducted the service.
From the church these relatives and friends in one of the longest procession ever seen in our town followed the remains to the city cemetery where interment was made under the supervision of Miles Buttery, the pall bearers were: T. J. Moore, Fred Lange, J. T. Hallford, Austin Long, H. C. Buttery, W. O. Williamson, M. H. McDermott and O. H. Olinger.
The new made grave was piled high with flowers of love, esteem and sympathy where friends waited with a sad good-bye upon their lips. Beloved friend, dad as you are to the somber battlements of earth and sleeping within the ? of the deep we cannot say "Farewell" but will say "good-bye" until we all, I trust shall meet again on the golden shores of a blessed immortality, where there are no tears, no pains, no partings and no more death
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