WILLIAM ANDREW LANGLEY

Died Last Friday and Buried Tuesday--Apoplexy the Cause.

 
Last Thursday night, after performing his usual day's work, running the well drill engine for E. Derby at Chas. Smazel's place this side of Alton's, and retiring at aobut nine o'clock, in his usual health. Wm. Langley was taken about midnight with severe pain in the head so that his groanings awoke Mr. Derby who was sleeping with him. Dr. B. P. Churchill was at once sent for and arrived about 3:30 p. m. without his regaining consciousness. The body was at once taken in charge by Undertaker Bishop who brought it to the home in town that night. The funeral was held from the M. E. church Tuesday afternoon at two o'clock, Rev. W. E. Kloster officiating. The remains wre laid to rest in the Greenwood cemetery. The pall-bearers ware: Henry Johnson, Oscar Fricke, Frank Zetsche, E. T. Burch, Anmton Kristiansen and A. E. Jordan.

William Andrew Langley was born in Ohio nearly 47 years ago. He was married to Harriet Adelia Markham, daughter of Curtis Markham, Sr., by his first wife and came to Greenwood twenty-one years ago, settling on the farm now owned by Herman Schwarze, on the West Side. About nine years ago the family moved into town. After leaving the farm, Mre. Langley has been a common laborer, though for a number of years was in the employ of the Hutchinson Cooperage Co. here.

He was the father of seven children, who with the mother, survive him. The eldest, Alice, is the wife of Z. E. Sanford and lives west of town. Georgia Chapman, the second daughter, lives in Minnesota, and was the only one of the children not present at the funeral. The other married daughter, Elnora Garvin, is living near West Superior, and is remaining at home with her mother for a few days. Harry B. is the only son and on him now falls the burden of the support of the family, as unfortunately deceased carried no insurance. Mattie, Hazel and Velma are the younger children, who with Harry, live at home.

"We miss thee from our home, dear
father,
We miss thee from they place
A shadow o're our life is cast,
We miss the sunshine of they face."
"We miss thy kind and willing hand,
Thy fond and earnest care
Our home is dark without tee--
We miss thee everywhere."

Source: Greenwood Gleaner 2/1/1901