"The New Castle (IN) Mercury, Saturday, August 17, 1878
Roland T. Reed, late editor of the Reporter, died at his home in Spiceland on Saturday last, after a lingering illness of many months' duration. Mr. Reed was 56 years of age. He was born in Wayne County near Richmond, which continued to be his home until his removal to Spiceland, near two years ago, to take charge of the Reporter. Mr. Reed was a life-long member of the Society of Friends, an earnest anti-slavery man and a devoted friend of temperance. A versatile writer on moral and reformatory subjects, and in the interests of agriculture and horticulture, he excelled in verse. His poetry, though lacking in force and sometimes in facility of expression, was always pure and elevating, and was of that pleasing kind that is popular with the non-critical masses. His life was an active one, and he did much work with his pen in behalf of the various moral and religious causes which he espoused. But it may be said of him, as of all poets, great or small, that his best work was his poetry. Perhaps he has written nothing that will live many years after him, but the sweet influence of his verses will never die while the descendants of those whose lives and hopes were exalted by them continue to inhabit the earth."
Mr. Reed's only editorial experience before becoming connected with the Reporter was as editor of the Indiana Farmer, an agricultural paper published at Richmond several years ago; but he was a frequent and acceptable contributor, both in prose and verse, to the papers of the State and to the publications of his church. When he took charge of the Reporter, he was far gone with consumption and was not at all the Roland T. Reed of former years except in purity of life and strength of purpose, and was therefore entirely unable to do himself justice in that connection.
He was buried from the Friends Fifth Street meeting house at Richmond on Monday afternoon. The remains were interred in Earlham cemetery.
A good man has gone to his last rest, and the sympathies of hundreds of friends go out to the bereaved wife and sons in this hour of great sorrow. "
"The New Castle (IN) Mercury, Saturday, August 17, 1878
Roland T. Reed, late editor of the Reporter, died at his home in Spiceland on Saturday last, after a lingering illness of many months' duration. Mr. Reed was 56 years of age. He was born in Wayne County near Richmond, which continued to be his home until his removal to Spiceland, near two years ago, to take charge of the Reporter. Mr. Reed was a life-long member of the Society of Friends, an earnest anti-slavery man and a devoted friend of temperance. A versatile writer on moral and reformatory subjects, and in the interests of agriculture and horticulture, he excelled in verse. His poetry, though lacking in force and sometimes in facility of expression, was always pure and elevating, and was of that pleasing kind that is popular with the non-critical masses. His life was an active one, and he did much work with his pen in behalf of the various moral and religious causes which he espoused. But it may be said of him, as of all poets, great or small, that his best work was his poetry. Perhaps he has written nothing that will live many years after him, but the sweet influence of his verses will never die while the descendants of those whose lives and hopes were exalted by them continue to inhabit the earth."
Mr. Reed's only editorial experience before becoming connected with the Reporter was as editor of the Indiana Farmer, an agricultural paper published at Richmond several years ago; but he was a frequent and acceptable contributor, both in prose and verse, to the papers of the State and to the publications of his church. When he took charge of the Reporter, he was far gone with consumption and was not at all the Roland T. Reed of former years except in purity of life and strength of purpose, and was therefore entirely unable to do himself justice in that connection.
He was buried from the Friends Fifth Street meeting house at Richmond on Monday afternoon. The remains were interred in Earlham cemetery.
A good man has gone to his last rest, and the sympathies of hundreds of friends go out to the bereaved wife and sons in this hour of great sorrow. "
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