Taylor was born 19 Aug 1880 to James T. and Eliza J. Gipson. His brother Harry had been born one year earlier, in Aug 1879. Both brothers died, within eight months of each other, in 1881. At the times of their deaths, Harry was two year, three months, and Taylor was only seven month old.
A few days after the death of the second child, a poem in tribute to the two boys was published in the local newspaper, the Bates County Times. The poem was written by Mrs. Allie Criss, published 23 Nov, 1881, and is entitled:
Two Darlings in Heaven
Respectfully dedicated to Mr. and Mrs Gipson
Two little coffins lie side by side,
Two little forms in one tiny grave:
Two little darlings, our joy and pride,
Have crossed together the surging tide.
Two little faces will smile no more,
Two little voices are hushed and still:
Two little darlings have gone on before,
Waiting for us on the other shore.
"Two little coffins lie side by side,"
Ah, me! It tells of a saddened home:
A home once as happy and filled with joy, At the childish glee of each baby boy,
But never more will they come.
Never again will chuby fingers,
Quickly grasp where the sunbeam lingers,
Or pattering feet glide in and out:
As their voices rise in merry shout.
No more will the golden curls gleam bright,
Or blue eyes sparkle with love and light:
Never more will be clasped those pearly hands,
Or childish tones lisp to the dear ones, "good night."
Our babies have gone, death carried them o'er,
And now our home is so lonely and sad,
God help us reach safely that beautiful shore,
To dwell with them ever and part never more.
Butler, Mo.
A few days after the death of the second child, a poem in tribute to the two boys was published in the local newspaper, the Bates County Times. The poem was written by Mrs. Allie Criss, published 23 Nov, 1881, and is entitled:
Two Darlings in Heaven
Respectfully dedicated to Mr. and Mrs Gipson
Two little coffins lie side by side,
Two little forms in one tiny grave:
Two little darlings, our joy and pride,
Have crossed together the surging tide.
Two little faces will smile no more,
Two little voices are hushed and still:
Two little darlings have gone on before,
Waiting for us on the other shore.
"Two little coffins lie side by side,"
Ah, me! It tells of a saddened home:
A home once as happy and filled with joy, At the childish glee of each baby boy,
But never more will they come.
Never again will chuby fingers,
Quickly grasp where the sunbeam lingers,
Or pattering feet glide in and out:
As their voices rise in merry shout.
No more will the golden curls gleam bright,
Or blue eyes sparkle with love and light:
Never more will be clasped those pearly hands,
Or childish tones lisp to the dear ones, "good night."
Our babies have gone, death carried them o'er,
And now our home is so lonely and sad,
God help us reach safely that beautiful shore,
To dwell with them ever and part never more.
Butler, Mo.
Taylor was born 19 Aug 1880 to James T. and Eliza J. Gipson. His brother Harry had been born one year earlier, in Aug 1879. Both brothers died, within eight months of each other, in 1881. At the times of their deaths, Harry was two year, three months, and Taylor was only seven month old.
A few days after the death of the second child, a poem in tribute to the two boys was published in the local newspaper, the Bates County Times. The poem was written by Mrs. Allie Criss, published 23 Nov, 1881, and is entitled:
Two Darlings in Heaven
Respectfully dedicated to Mr. and Mrs Gipson
Two little coffins lie side by side,
Two little forms in one tiny grave:
Two little darlings, our joy and pride,
Have crossed together the surging tide.
Two little faces will smile no more,
Two little voices are hushed and still:
Two little darlings have gone on before,
Waiting for us on the other shore.
"Two little coffins lie side by side,"
Ah, me! It tells of a saddened home:
A home once as happy and filled with joy, At the childish glee of each baby boy,
But never more will they come.
Never again will chuby fingers,
Quickly grasp where the sunbeam lingers,
Or pattering feet glide in and out:
As their voices rise in merry shout.
No more will the golden curls gleam bright,
Or blue eyes sparkle with love and light:
Never more will be clasped those pearly hands,
Or childish tones lisp to the dear ones, "good night."
Our babies have gone, death carried them o'er,
And now our home is so lonely and sad,
God help us reach safely that beautiful shore,
To dwell with them ever and part never more.
Butler, Mo.
A few days after the death of the second child, a poem in tribute to the two boys was published in the local newspaper, the Bates County Times. The poem was written by Mrs. Allie Criss, published 23 Nov, 1881, and is entitled:
Two Darlings in Heaven
Respectfully dedicated to Mr. and Mrs Gipson
Two little coffins lie side by side,
Two little forms in one tiny grave:
Two little darlings, our joy and pride,
Have crossed together the surging tide.
Two little faces will smile no more,
Two little voices are hushed and still:
Two little darlings have gone on before,
Waiting for us on the other shore.
"Two little coffins lie side by side,"
Ah, me! It tells of a saddened home:
A home once as happy and filled with joy, At the childish glee of each baby boy,
But never more will they come.
Never again will chuby fingers,
Quickly grasp where the sunbeam lingers,
Or pattering feet glide in and out:
As their voices rise in merry shout.
No more will the golden curls gleam bright,
Or blue eyes sparkle with love and light:
Never more will be clasped those pearly hands,
Or childish tones lisp to the dear ones, "good night."
Our babies have gone, death carried them o'er,
And now our home is so lonely and sad,
God help us reach safely that beautiful shore,
To dwell with them ever and part never more.
Butler, Mo.
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