Ralph Gilbert, enroute from Martinsville, IN to his home in Brooklyn on the 10:25 interurban car Saturday night, fell from the car steps on which he was sitting and sustained injuries to his spine and head that Monday afernoon resulted in his death.
Conductor Jim Rogers had been taking fares and was just passing through the door to the vestibule when he saw Mr. Gilbert sitting on the steps with his back against the car. Before he could reach him the motion of the car jostled Mr. Gilbert who fell off, rolling over several times. The car stopped, the injured man placed aboard and it was backed to this city, where he was placed in charge of Dr. Monical.
His parents and relatives were notified and came as soon as possible. And at 12:25 Sunday afternoon, Mr. Gilbert was removed to Brooklyn. Monday afternoon he died. Gilbert has been in line with misfortune almost constantly. Some years ago he was stunned badly by a bolt of lightening that killed a dog that was lying near him. Since that time he was almost killed by being knocked from the top of an interurban car, while repairing a trolley pole.
The funeral of Ralph Gilbert was held at the M. E. church Wednesday afternoon at 2:00 o'clock. Rev. Hixon conducted the services, and a quartette from Martinsville sang "Sweet Peace, the Gift of God's Love," and Mrs. Tull Phelps sang, "The Lord Knows Why"; Miss Icy Major read the obituary. A very large crowd attended, and all were not able to get to the church.
Ralph was a member of the K. of P., and that order performed their ceremonies at the grave. Those from a distance who attended the funeral were Mr. and Mrs. John Comer and their son and daughter, of Indianapolis, Mr. and Mrs. Wm. Dryden, Mrs. Ed Dryden, Mr. and Mrs. Sylvanus Major and family, Mrs. T. O. McNeff of Martinsville, Mrs. Albert Harvey, Mrs. Oscar Robbins, Mr. and Mrs. O. P. Macy, Mr. and Mrs. Ralph Jackson, Miss Eva Green Major and Benjamin of Mooresville; Mr. and Mrs. Noah J. Major.
The interment was at the Brooklyn cemetery beside his brother, Don Herbert Major and sister, Jesse Blanch Gilbert. The following memorial was read at the funeral service by Elder Noah J. Major, grandfather of the deceased. "Today the old, old question comes to us with wonderful force -- If a man die shall he live again?" In the darkness of this hour we turn to our Heavenly Father for light, and the words of his well beloved son spoken to the sorrowing sister of Lazarus are our only stay and comfort. I am the resurrection and the life; he that believeth in me though he were dead yet shall he live, and he that liveth and believeth in me shall never die. Sustained by the hope these words inspire we do not despair even in this time of deepest anguish.
How true that In the midst of life, we are in death; -- that though unseen the silent messenger attends our every footstep, and without warning, calls our loved ones hence, though life's plans and purposes are unfulfilled. The one whose memory we cherish today heard the call--sudden, unexpected, imperative and has obeyed the summons.
Conductor Jim Rogers had been taking fares and was just passing through the door to the vestibule when he saw Mr. Gilbert sitting on the steps with his back against the car. Before he could reach him the motion of the car jostled Mr. Gilbert who fell off, rolling over several times. The car stopped, the injured man placed aboard and it was backed to this city, where he was placed in charge of Dr. Monical.
His parents and relatives were notified and came as soon as possible. And at 12:25 Sunday afternoon, Mr. Gilbert was removed to Brooklyn. Monday afternoon he died. Gilbert has been in line with misfortune almost constantly. Some years ago he was stunned badly by a bolt of lightening that killed a dog that was lying near him. Since that time he was almost killed by being knocked from the top of an interurban car, while repairing a trolley pole.
The funeral of Ralph Gilbert was held at the M. E. church Wednesday afternoon at 2:00 o'clock. Rev. Hixon conducted the services, and a quartette from Martinsville sang "Sweet Peace, the Gift of God's Love," and Mrs. Tull Phelps sang, "The Lord Knows Why"; Miss Icy Major read the obituary. A very large crowd attended, and all were not able to get to the church.
Ralph was a member of the K. of P., and that order performed their ceremonies at the grave. Those from a distance who attended the funeral were Mr. and Mrs. John Comer and their son and daughter, of Indianapolis, Mr. and Mrs. Wm. Dryden, Mrs. Ed Dryden, Mr. and Mrs. Sylvanus Major and family, Mrs. T. O. McNeff of Martinsville, Mrs. Albert Harvey, Mrs. Oscar Robbins, Mr. and Mrs. O. P. Macy, Mr. and Mrs. Ralph Jackson, Miss Eva Green Major and Benjamin of Mooresville; Mr. and Mrs. Noah J. Major.
The interment was at the Brooklyn cemetery beside his brother, Don Herbert Major and sister, Jesse Blanch Gilbert. The following memorial was read at the funeral service by Elder Noah J. Major, grandfather of the deceased. "Today the old, old question comes to us with wonderful force -- If a man die shall he live again?" In the darkness of this hour we turn to our Heavenly Father for light, and the words of his well beloved son spoken to the sorrowing sister of Lazarus are our only stay and comfort. I am the resurrection and the life; he that believeth in me though he were dead yet shall he live, and he that liveth and believeth in me shall never die. Sustained by the hope these words inspire we do not despair even in this time of deepest anguish.
How true that In the midst of life, we are in death; -- that though unseen the silent messenger attends our every footstep, and without warning, calls our loved ones hence, though life's plans and purposes are unfulfilled. The one whose memory we cherish today heard the call--sudden, unexpected, imperative and has obeyed the summons.
Ralph Gilbert, enroute from Martinsville, IN to his home in Brooklyn on the 10:25 interurban car Saturday night, fell from the car steps on which he was sitting and sustained injuries to his spine and head that Monday afernoon resulted in his death.
Conductor Jim Rogers had been taking fares and was just passing through the door to the vestibule when he saw Mr. Gilbert sitting on the steps with his back against the car. Before he could reach him the motion of the car jostled Mr. Gilbert who fell off, rolling over several times. The car stopped, the injured man placed aboard and it was backed to this city, where he was placed in charge of Dr. Monical.
His parents and relatives were notified and came as soon as possible. And at 12:25 Sunday afternoon, Mr. Gilbert was removed to Brooklyn. Monday afternoon he died. Gilbert has been in line with misfortune almost constantly. Some years ago he was stunned badly by a bolt of lightening that killed a dog that was lying near him. Since that time he was almost killed by being knocked from the top of an interurban car, while repairing a trolley pole.
The funeral of Ralph Gilbert was held at the M. E. church Wednesday afternoon at 2:00 o'clock. Rev. Hixon conducted the services, and a quartette from Martinsville sang "Sweet Peace, the Gift of God's Love," and Mrs. Tull Phelps sang, "The Lord Knows Why"; Miss Icy Major read the obituary. A very large crowd attended, and all were not able to get to the church.
Ralph was a member of the K. of P., and that order performed their ceremonies at the grave. Those from a distance who attended the funeral were Mr. and Mrs. John Comer and their son and daughter, of Indianapolis, Mr. and Mrs. Wm. Dryden, Mrs. Ed Dryden, Mr. and Mrs. Sylvanus Major and family, Mrs. T. O. McNeff of Martinsville, Mrs. Albert Harvey, Mrs. Oscar Robbins, Mr. and Mrs. O. P. Macy, Mr. and Mrs. Ralph Jackson, Miss Eva Green Major and Benjamin of Mooresville; Mr. and Mrs. Noah J. Major.
The interment was at the Brooklyn cemetery beside his brother, Don Herbert Major and sister, Jesse Blanch Gilbert. The following memorial was read at the funeral service by Elder Noah J. Major, grandfather of the deceased. "Today the old, old question comes to us with wonderful force -- If a man die shall he live again?" In the darkness of this hour we turn to our Heavenly Father for light, and the words of his well beloved son spoken to the sorrowing sister of Lazarus are our only stay and comfort. I am the resurrection and the life; he that believeth in me though he were dead yet shall he live, and he that liveth and believeth in me shall never die. Sustained by the hope these words inspire we do not despair even in this time of deepest anguish.
How true that In the midst of life, we are in death; -- that though unseen the silent messenger attends our every footstep, and without warning, calls our loved ones hence, though life's plans and purposes are unfulfilled. The one whose memory we cherish today heard the call--sudden, unexpected, imperative and has obeyed the summons.
Conductor Jim Rogers had been taking fares and was just passing through the door to the vestibule when he saw Mr. Gilbert sitting on the steps with his back against the car. Before he could reach him the motion of the car jostled Mr. Gilbert who fell off, rolling over several times. The car stopped, the injured man placed aboard and it was backed to this city, where he was placed in charge of Dr. Monical.
His parents and relatives were notified and came as soon as possible. And at 12:25 Sunday afternoon, Mr. Gilbert was removed to Brooklyn. Monday afternoon he died. Gilbert has been in line with misfortune almost constantly. Some years ago he was stunned badly by a bolt of lightening that killed a dog that was lying near him. Since that time he was almost killed by being knocked from the top of an interurban car, while repairing a trolley pole.
The funeral of Ralph Gilbert was held at the M. E. church Wednesday afternoon at 2:00 o'clock. Rev. Hixon conducted the services, and a quartette from Martinsville sang "Sweet Peace, the Gift of God's Love," and Mrs. Tull Phelps sang, "The Lord Knows Why"; Miss Icy Major read the obituary. A very large crowd attended, and all were not able to get to the church.
Ralph was a member of the K. of P., and that order performed their ceremonies at the grave. Those from a distance who attended the funeral were Mr. and Mrs. John Comer and their son and daughter, of Indianapolis, Mr. and Mrs. Wm. Dryden, Mrs. Ed Dryden, Mr. and Mrs. Sylvanus Major and family, Mrs. T. O. McNeff of Martinsville, Mrs. Albert Harvey, Mrs. Oscar Robbins, Mr. and Mrs. O. P. Macy, Mr. and Mrs. Ralph Jackson, Miss Eva Green Major and Benjamin of Mooresville; Mr. and Mrs. Noah J. Major.
The interment was at the Brooklyn cemetery beside his brother, Don Herbert Major and sister, Jesse Blanch Gilbert. The following memorial was read at the funeral service by Elder Noah J. Major, grandfather of the deceased. "Today the old, old question comes to us with wonderful force -- If a man die shall he live again?" In the darkness of this hour we turn to our Heavenly Father for light, and the words of his well beloved son spoken to the sorrowing sister of Lazarus are our only stay and comfort. I am the resurrection and the life; he that believeth in me though he were dead yet shall he live, and he that liveth and believeth in me shall never die. Sustained by the hope these words inspire we do not despair even in this time of deepest anguish.
How true that In the midst of life, we are in death; -- that though unseen the silent messenger attends our every footstep, and without warning, calls our loved ones hence, though life's plans and purposes are unfulfilled. The one whose memory we cherish today heard the call--sudden, unexpected, imperative and has obeyed the summons.
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