LA BELLE SHOCKED BY SAD FATAL ACCIDENT
** MISS BERTHA YANCEY STRUCK BY TRAIN AND INSTANTLY KILLED LAST NIGHT **
LaBelle received a shock last night that it will take some time to recover from, when it was learned that Miss Bertha Yancey, daughter of Postmaster and Mrs. W. H. Yancey, and assistant in the office, had been struck by the evening passenger train that passes this station at 5:32 and was ground under the wheels.
There was no eye witness to the terrible accident. The unfortunate young lady and her brother, Lyman, left their home about ten or fifteen minutes before the train arrived, and after walking about a block she complained about being cold and having been feeling unwell during the day her brother suggested that she return to the house and put on a heavier cloak, stating that he would proceed to the office and assist his father. She returned to the home and changed her wraps and hurried away for the postoffice [sic] which was the last seen of her alive. She usually came down town on Pomeroy street, but as her body was found a short distance from Wood street, one block west of Pomeroy, everything points to the fact that she came down Wood, and was struck by the train at the point crossed by the railroad and the body carried and rolled about forty feet.
Shortly after the train passed John Holder, the colored janitor of the school buildings was passing along the track on his way from the Grammar school building to the High school building and discovered the body but from its appearance and being quite dark he was unable to tell what it was. He stepped into J. W. Moore's store and told him of the find. An investigation followed revealing the fact that the form was that of a woman. Later it was identified as that of Miss Yancey by the clothing, the features being unrecognizable until taken to the undertaking rooms of J. T. Coder, where they were made presentable. Her left leg was severed from the body above the knee and the right one almost completely amputated below the knee. The body was badly bruised, evidently by being rolled between the rails beneath the engine and coaches.
It is believed that she was hurrying toward the office to assist in putting up the mail that had just arrived and the night being quite cool she was holding the large muff she carried up to the side of her face next to the train and did not hear or realize the train was so near the crossing when passing. Parties had noticed that she had a habit of using her muff in this manner to ward off the cold form the northwest.
The train passed on and the crew state that they not aware of the tragedy until notified of it at a station down the road.
The body was taken to the home of her parents at 11 o'clock, after being dressed and made to look very natural by Undertaker Coder.
Justice W. F. Haldeman, acting as coroner, held an inquest this morning but the jurors desiring to hear the evidence of the engineer and firemen of the train, it was decided to adjourn until the arrival of the evening west bound train. The jurors are M. M. Lewis, F. W. Bondurant, W. E. Ross, John Irwin, L. D. Bailey and J. A. Milstead.
** In Memoriam **
Bertha Yancey is dead. That sounds very strange to the ears as we repeat it o'er and o'er, and think. Yesterday she was young and fresh and full of life with a smile to greet every patron of the postoffice [sic] who called for mail; but now she is dead. Is it true? Did you say that Bertha is dead? Yes, but we change that and say she is at rest. Will we miss her, did you ask? How can we forget -- forget? Does the sun forget to keep its appointed time, or the stars to shine in their bright orbs. No. Neither does the image stamped upon our hears by those we love perish or decay. No, the patrons of the postoffice [sic] shall not forget Bertha. She was a noble, true girl and we delight to pay tribute to her memory.
She was just leaving her teens; the time youth stands waiting before the half-open door that leads into a fairer and more promising land of dream and flowers. As she would have entered a messenger came unannounced and said: "Come this way." No, we will not forget.
Bertha was born in LaBelle nineteen years ago, where she grew to womanhood and made friends as the years rolled on by her pleasant, thought modest demeanor. She was a member of the class of '11 of LaBelle High school, graduating with high honors although the youngest member of a class of twelve. During her schools days Bertha's sweet face and winsome ways won the hears of both teacher and pupils.
To the hear-broken father, mother, sister and three brothers, who are bowed down in sorrow over their great loss the writer extends sincerest sympathy, fully realizing that it is poor healing balm for their wounded hearts, but is all we can give. Time only can bring relief, but there can be no permanent cure for the bleeding hearts.
Funeral services will be conducted tomorrow at 11 a. m.
-- The LaBelle Star, LaBelle, Missouri, 2 Jan 1913
** MISS BERTHA YANCEY STRUCK BY TRAIN AND INSTANTLY KILLED LAST NIGHT **
LaBelle received a shock last night that it will take some time to recover from, when it was learned that Miss Bertha Yancey, daughter of Postmaster and Mrs. W. H. Yancey, and assistant in the office, had been struck by the evening passenger train that passes this station at 5:32 and was ground under the wheels.
There was no eye witness to the terrible accident. The unfortunate young lady and her brother, Lyman, left their home about ten or fifteen minutes before the train arrived, and after walking about a block she complained about being cold and having been feeling unwell during the day her brother suggested that she return to the house and put on a heavier cloak, stating that he would proceed to the office and assist his father. She returned to the home and changed her wraps and hurried away for the postoffice [sic] which was the last seen of her alive. She usually came down town on Pomeroy street, but as her body was found a short distance from Wood street, one block west of Pomeroy, everything points to the fact that she came down Wood, and was struck by the train at the point crossed by the railroad and the body carried and rolled about forty feet.
Shortly after the train passed John Holder, the colored janitor of the school buildings was passing along the track on his way from the Grammar school building to the High school building and discovered the body but from its appearance and being quite dark he was unable to tell what it was. He stepped into J. W. Moore's store and told him of the find. An investigation followed revealing the fact that the form was that of a woman. Later it was identified as that of Miss Yancey by the clothing, the features being unrecognizable until taken to the undertaking rooms of J. T. Coder, where they were made presentable. Her left leg was severed from the body above the knee and the right one almost completely amputated below the knee. The body was badly bruised, evidently by being rolled between the rails beneath the engine and coaches.
It is believed that she was hurrying toward the office to assist in putting up the mail that had just arrived and the night being quite cool she was holding the large muff she carried up to the side of her face next to the train and did not hear or realize the train was so near the crossing when passing. Parties had noticed that she had a habit of using her muff in this manner to ward off the cold form the northwest.
The train passed on and the crew state that they not aware of the tragedy until notified of it at a station down the road.
The body was taken to the home of her parents at 11 o'clock, after being dressed and made to look very natural by Undertaker Coder.
Justice W. F. Haldeman, acting as coroner, held an inquest this morning but the jurors desiring to hear the evidence of the engineer and firemen of the train, it was decided to adjourn until the arrival of the evening west bound train. The jurors are M. M. Lewis, F. W. Bondurant, W. E. Ross, John Irwin, L. D. Bailey and J. A. Milstead.
** In Memoriam **
Bertha Yancey is dead. That sounds very strange to the ears as we repeat it o'er and o'er, and think. Yesterday she was young and fresh and full of life with a smile to greet every patron of the postoffice [sic] who called for mail; but now she is dead. Is it true? Did you say that Bertha is dead? Yes, but we change that and say she is at rest. Will we miss her, did you ask? How can we forget -- forget? Does the sun forget to keep its appointed time, or the stars to shine in their bright orbs. No. Neither does the image stamped upon our hears by those we love perish or decay. No, the patrons of the postoffice [sic] shall not forget Bertha. She was a noble, true girl and we delight to pay tribute to her memory.
She was just leaving her teens; the time youth stands waiting before the half-open door that leads into a fairer and more promising land of dream and flowers. As she would have entered a messenger came unannounced and said: "Come this way." No, we will not forget.
Bertha was born in LaBelle nineteen years ago, where she grew to womanhood and made friends as the years rolled on by her pleasant, thought modest demeanor. She was a member of the class of '11 of LaBelle High school, graduating with high honors although the youngest member of a class of twelve. During her schools days Bertha's sweet face and winsome ways won the hears of both teacher and pupils.
To the hear-broken father, mother, sister and three brothers, who are bowed down in sorrow over their great loss the writer extends sincerest sympathy, fully realizing that it is poor healing balm for their wounded hearts, but is all we can give. Time only can bring relief, but there can be no permanent cure for the bleeding hearts.
Funeral services will be conducted tomorrow at 11 a. m.
-- The LaBelle Star, LaBelle, Missouri, 2 Jan 1913
LA BELLE SHOCKED BY SAD FATAL ACCIDENT
** MISS BERTHA YANCEY STRUCK BY TRAIN AND INSTANTLY KILLED LAST NIGHT **
LaBelle received a shock last night that it will take some time to recover from, when it was learned that Miss Bertha Yancey, daughter of Postmaster and Mrs. W. H. Yancey, and assistant in the office, had been struck by the evening passenger train that passes this station at 5:32 and was ground under the wheels.
There was no eye witness to the terrible accident. The unfortunate young lady and her brother, Lyman, left their home about ten or fifteen minutes before the train arrived, and after walking about a block she complained about being cold and having been feeling unwell during the day her brother suggested that she return to the house and put on a heavier cloak, stating that he would proceed to the office and assist his father. She returned to the home and changed her wraps and hurried away for the postoffice [sic] which was the last seen of her alive. She usually came down town on Pomeroy street, but as her body was found a short distance from Wood street, one block west of Pomeroy, everything points to the fact that she came down Wood, and was struck by the train at the point crossed by the railroad and the body carried and rolled about forty feet.
Shortly after the train passed John Holder, the colored janitor of the school buildings was passing along the track on his way from the Grammar school building to the High school building and discovered the body but from its appearance and being quite dark he was unable to tell what it was. He stepped into J. W. Moore's store and told him of the find. An investigation followed revealing the fact that the form was that of a woman. Later it was identified as that of Miss Yancey by the clothing, the features being unrecognizable until taken to the undertaking rooms of J. T. Coder, where they were made presentable. Her left leg was severed from the body above the knee and the right one almost completely amputated below the knee. The body was badly bruised, evidently by being rolled between the rails beneath the engine and coaches.
It is believed that she was hurrying toward the office to assist in putting up the mail that had just arrived and the night being quite cool she was holding the large muff she carried up to the side of her face next to the train and did not hear or realize the train was so near the crossing when passing. Parties had noticed that she had a habit of using her muff in this manner to ward off the cold form the northwest.
The train passed on and the crew state that they not aware of the tragedy until notified of it at a station down the road.
The body was taken to the home of her parents at 11 o'clock, after being dressed and made to look very natural by Undertaker Coder.
Justice W. F. Haldeman, acting as coroner, held an inquest this morning but the jurors desiring to hear the evidence of the engineer and firemen of the train, it was decided to adjourn until the arrival of the evening west bound train. The jurors are M. M. Lewis, F. W. Bondurant, W. E. Ross, John Irwin, L. D. Bailey and J. A. Milstead.
** In Memoriam **
Bertha Yancey is dead. That sounds very strange to the ears as we repeat it o'er and o'er, and think. Yesterday she was young and fresh and full of life with a smile to greet every patron of the postoffice [sic] who called for mail; but now she is dead. Is it true? Did you say that Bertha is dead? Yes, but we change that and say she is at rest. Will we miss her, did you ask? How can we forget -- forget? Does the sun forget to keep its appointed time, or the stars to shine in their bright orbs. No. Neither does the image stamped upon our hears by those we love perish or decay. No, the patrons of the postoffice [sic] shall not forget Bertha. She was a noble, true girl and we delight to pay tribute to her memory.
She was just leaving her teens; the time youth stands waiting before the half-open door that leads into a fairer and more promising land of dream and flowers. As she would have entered a messenger came unannounced and said: "Come this way." No, we will not forget.
Bertha was born in LaBelle nineteen years ago, where she grew to womanhood and made friends as the years rolled on by her pleasant, thought modest demeanor. She was a member of the class of '11 of LaBelle High school, graduating with high honors although the youngest member of a class of twelve. During her schools days Bertha's sweet face and winsome ways won the hears of both teacher and pupils.
To the hear-broken father, mother, sister and three brothers, who are bowed down in sorrow over their great loss the writer extends sincerest sympathy, fully realizing that it is poor healing balm for their wounded hearts, but is all we can give. Time only can bring relief, but there can be no permanent cure for the bleeding hearts.
Funeral services will be conducted tomorrow at 11 a. m.
-- The LaBelle Star, LaBelle, Missouri, 2 Jan 1913
** MISS BERTHA YANCEY STRUCK BY TRAIN AND INSTANTLY KILLED LAST NIGHT **
LaBelle received a shock last night that it will take some time to recover from, when it was learned that Miss Bertha Yancey, daughter of Postmaster and Mrs. W. H. Yancey, and assistant in the office, had been struck by the evening passenger train that passes this station at 5:32 and was ground under the wheels.
There was no eye witness to the terrible accident. The unfortunate young lady and her brother, Lyman, left their home about ten or fifteen minutes before the train arrived, and after walking about a block she complained about being cold and having been feeling unwell during the day her brother suggested that she return to the house and put on a heavier cloak, stating that he would proceed to the office and assist his father. She returned to the home and changed her wraps and hurried away for the postoffice [sic] which was the last seen of her alive. She usually came down town on Pomeroy street, but as her body was found a short distance from Wood street, one block west of Pomeroy, everything points to the fact that she came down Wood, and was struck by the train at the point crossed by the railroad and the body carried and rolled about forty feet.
Shortly after the train passed John Holder, the colored janitor of the school buildings was passing along the track on his way from the Grammar school building to the High school building and discovered the body but from its appearance and being quite dark he was unable to tell what it was. He stepped into J. W. Moore's store and told him of the find. An investigation followed revealing the fact that the form was that of a woman. Later it was identified as that of Miss Yancey by the clothing, the features being unrecognizable until taken to the undertaking rooms of J. T. Coder, where they were made presentable. Her left leg was severed from the body above the knee and the right one almost completely amputated below the knee. The body was badly bruised, evidently by being rolled between the rails beneath the engine and coaches.
It is believed that she was hurrying toward the office to assist in putting up the mail that had just arrived and the night being quite cool she was holding the large muff she carried up to the side of her face next to the train and did not hear or realize the train was so near the crossing when passing. Parties had noticed that she had a habit of using her muff in this manner to ward off the cold form the northwest.
The train passed on and the crew state that they not aware of the tragedy until notified of it at a station down the road.
The body was taken to the home of her parents at 11 o'clock, after being dressed and made to look very natural by Undertaker Coder.
Justice W. F. Haldeman, acting as coroner, held an inquest this morning but the jurors desiring to hear the evidence of the engineer and firemen of the train, it was decided to adjourn until the arrival of the evening west bound train. The jurors are M. M. Lewis, F. W. Bondurant, W. E. Ross, John Irwin, L. D. Bailey and J. A. Milstead.
** In Memoriam **
Bertha Yancey is dead. That sounds very strange to the ears as we repeat it o'er and o'er, and think. Yesterday she was young and fresh and full of life with a smile to greet every patron of the postoffice [sic] who called for mail; but now she is dead. Is it true? Did you say that Bertha is dead? Yes, but we change that and say she is at rest. Will we miss her, did you ask? How can we forget -- forget? Does the sun forget to keep its appointed time, or the stars to shine in their bright orbs. No. Neither does the image stamped upon our hears by those we love perish or decay. No, the patrons of the postoffice [sic] shall not forget Bertha. She was a noble, true girl and we delight to pay tribute to her memory.
She was just leaving her teens; the time youth stands waiting before the half-open door that leads into a fairer and more promising land of dream and flowers. As she would have entered a messenger came unannounced and said: "Come this way." No, we will not forget.
Bertha was born in LaBelle nineteen years ago, where she grew to womanhood and made friends as the years rolled on by her pleasant, thought modest demeanor. She was a member of the class of '11 of LaBelle High school, graduating with high honors although the youngest member of a class of twelve. During her schools days Bertha's sweet face and winsome ways won the hears of both teacher and pupils.
To the hear-broken father, mother, sister and three brothers, who are bowed down in sorrow over their great loss the writer extends sincerest sympathy, fully realizing that it is poor healing balm for their wounded hearts, but is all we can give. Time only can bring relief, but there can be no permanent cure for the bleeding hearts.
Funeral services will be conducted tomorrow at 11 a. m.
-- The LaBelle Star, LaBelle, Missouri, 2 Jan 1913
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