Charles G. Murr was born May 20, 1886, in Texas county, Mo.; died May 28, 1917, at Meeker, Colo. and was buried at the Murr graveyard June 3, 1917.

He was married to Addie Hoffarth May 20, 1909, and to this union four children were born, two of them dying in infancy.

He moved to Oklahoma several years ago and while living there he became a Holiness preacher and for almost three years had been preaching as he had the opportunity. He came back to this section and remained for some time and while here he preached at a number of places to the people who had known him from boyhood. Last fall he and his family went to Meeker, Colorado where he had employment, and it was here that he met his death.

He was coming home from his work about noon and in going through a wire fence he was killed by lightning. His wife saw a calf knocked down by the bolt of lightning at this time, but never dreamed that her husband was near the danger at the time. She looked for him to come home all day and about 7 o'clock, when he still failed to come, she, in company with their two little girls, Bessie and Ruby, started to meet him and found him lying by the fence where he had fallen when struck by the lightning, in sight of the house.

He was brought back to the old family burying ground, to be laid beside his father, who died some four or five years ago in Oklahoma as the result of an accident.

The funeral services were conducted by Rev. John G. Bauer, assisted by Mr. John Irwin and Rev. Jesse Harral, who each paid a tribute to the earnest christian character of the deceased. Brother Irwin spoke of the father of the deceased, Rev. Alfred Murr, who after he had begun preaching, had expressed his firm trust in God that all his boys would become christians and be saved, and that this great sorrow was perhaps the means used of God to lead the unsaved ones to Christ.

Charley leaves a wife, two children, an aged mother, six brothers, two sisters and a host of relatives and friends to mourn their loss, but as one has said:
Charlie, dear, we miss you here,
But our loss is Heaven's gain
And we hope to meet again.

His funeral was the largest country funeral ever known in this section, as the hearts of the people everywhere were touched in behalf of his wife and little girls, and we tender to them and all the bereaved ones our heartfelt sympathy, and thought it is hard to bear such a sorrow without questioning, yet we can say with the poet:

"Weary heart, He calls you, come to me and rest;
Does the path grow rugged, yet His way is best;
Leave the unknown future in the Master's hands,
Whether sad or joyful, Jesus understands."
--MRS. A. H. BAUER

source: Houston Herald, 6/14/1917 p. 4