"Roy H. Hageman" obituary, The Lodi (Wisconsin) Enterprise, 25 October 1918, page 1, column 1.
Ray [sic] H. Hageman died at Indianapolis, In., at 1:30 Friday morning, Oct. 18th, of heart failure following a severe attack of pneumonia. Word from his bedside during the week had held out hope for the anxious friends here, the doctors having given assurance of his recovery from pneumonia, and it was a great shock to everybody when the news of his death was received early Friday morning.
Two weeks ago last Sunday morning his mother was notified that he was seriously ill. She left at once for Indianapolis and was accompanied by Miss Margaret Mandeville. They remained near him until the last, and then brought the body home, arriving Saturday afternoon.
The funeral was held Monday afternoon, and greater manifestation of esteem for the dead, and sympathy for the living, has never been seen here. Although public funerals are under the ban at the present time, the weather was so warm and beautiful that it permitted of many friends gathering in the open air at the residence, and a greater number at the cemetery, to give silent expression to the sorrow that filled the heart of every one. Rev. J. F. Slagle conducted the services. Geo. Bancroft and Bert Richmond sang Some Time We'll Understand. The pall bearers were fellow members of the Country Club--Job F. Collin, S. C. Peterson, W. R. Steele, L. T. Roberts, Lyle Jencks and Ardie Thompson. Members of the Masonic order acted as escort to the cemetery. Floral tributes emphasized strongly the place Roy held in the activities of this community: The Knights of Pythias, Eastern Star, Modern Woodmen, Volunteer Fire Department, Country Club, all send emblematic floral tributes, and many individual friends were also represented in the profusion, which literally hid the casket from view.
All business places were closed during the funeral, and Supt. Bertschy stopped all machinery at the canning factory for a period of ten minutes. Roy was a stockholder in the canning company corporation.
Roy Henry Hageman was born in Lodi thirty-two years ago, September 13th, the son of Mr. and Mrs. Herman Hageman, and continued his residence here uninterruptedly until he left a few weeks ago to serve his country. Before he was fifteen years old his father died. Roy, at that early age, felt that it was his duty to assist in making life's pathway for his widowed mother as smooth as possible, and he accepted the opportunity to become an apprentice in the office of The Enterprise, at that time owned by E. B. Yule. When the present writer assumed ownership of the newspaper in September 1902, he found a smiling lad, still in knee pants, in the office as his "right hand man." The pleasing impression I gained of Roy at the time of our first meeting will ever abide with me as one of my happiest recollections of him. He expressed a willingness and a desire to continue in my employ, which he did for a period of fifteen years. And I can say with positive sincerity that no man could have been more faithful to duty--who justified in great degree the trust reposed in him--than Roy Hageman. His perception was keen; he was quick to learn; his deftness was highly developed; his work was performed so efficiently and expeditiously that one would hardly realize that he was making any effort. These inherent attributes he carried with him into all the varied activities that filled his later years.
A year and a half ago he resigned his place on The Enterprise to learn the banking business in the State Bank of Lodi, and soon became as indispensable there as he had been in the printing office. He remained with the bank until called to the colors.
There was always something for Roy Hageman to do--no matter where he was. Not because he was obtrusive--far from it! but because his innate ability, coupled with a pleasing personality, insinctively [sic] drew people to him--people who found pleasure in inviting his services, and who never failed to receive from him a happy response.
As Roy grew into maturer years he identified himself with the fraternal and civic affairs of the community. At the time of his death he was Chancellor Commander of the Knights of Pythias; Senior Deacon in the Masonic lodge; secretary of the Lodi Commercial Club; secretary of the Volunteer Fire Department; a prime mover of the Country Club, an organization of young men maintaining a summer home at Lake Wisconsin, etc. He at one time held the office of village clerk but resigned because his multitudinous duties made it impossible for him to carry on the duties of the clerkship with the efficiency he demanded in all his efforts.
At one time during Roy's connection with The Enterprise he was invited to take a position with a printing concern in a larger city where the opportunity for larger responsibilities and promotion was assured, but his loyalty to his mother prompted him to decline that he might remain here and keep the home ties unbroken.
The realization of such a sterling manhood should, and no doubt will, be a great comfort to the mother now so sorely bereft, in her moments of loneliness and of retrospection.
"Yet he has not lived and died in vain,
For proudly you may say
He has left a name, with never a stain
For your tears to wash away."
And what shall I say of another--one whose happy anticipations of a bright future have been shattered. Loyalty was her watchword when he was called to serve; loyalty was her watchword when he was called upon to suffer. Like a heroine she went to his side to share with the mother in administering the comfort that both could give to the distressed body and anguished mind; and, like a heroine, she forgot self in her efforts to assuage as much as possible the mother's great ordeal when the death angel had beckoned the devoted son and lover.
The picture looks dark today, but I believe Roy would say, with Christina Rossetti,--
"Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be sad."
-------------------------------
Roy was a private in the U.S. Army when he died.
Ray [sic] H. Hageman died at Indianapolis, In., at 1:30 Friday morning, Oct. 18th, of heart failure following a severe attack of pneumonia. Word from his bedside during the week had held out hope for the anxious friends here, the doctors having given assurance of his recovery from pneumonia, and it was a great shock to everybody when the news of his death was received early Friday morning.
Two weeks ago last Sunday morning his mother was notified that he was seriously ill. She left at once for Indianapolis and was accompanied by Miss Margaret Mandeville. They remained near him until the last, and then brought the body home, arriving Saturday afternoon.
The funeral was held Monday afternoon, and greater manifestation of esteem for the dead, and sympathy for the living, has never been seen here. Although public funerals are under the ban at the present time, the weather was so warm and beautiful that it permitted of many friends gathering in the open air at the residence, and a greater number at the cemetery, to give silent expression to the sorrow that filled the heart of every one. Rev. J. F. Slagle conducted the services. Geo. Bancroft and Bert Richmond sang Some Time We'll Understand. The pall bearers were fellow members of the Country Club--Job F. Collin, S. C. Peterson, W. R. Steele, L. T. Roberts, Lyle Jencks and Ardie Thompson. Members of the Masonic order acted as escort to the cemetery. Floral tributes emphasized strongly the place Roy held in the activities of this community: The Knights of Pythias, Eastern Star, Modern Woodmen, Volunteer Fire Department, Country Club, all send emblematic floral tributes, and many individual friends were also represented in the profusion, which literally hid the casket from view.
All business places were closed during the funeral, and Supt. Bertschy stopped all machinery at the canning factory for a period of ten minutes. Roy was a stockholder in the canning company corporation.
Roy Henry Hageman was born in Lodi thirty-two years ago, September 13th, the son of Mr. and Mrs. Herman Hageman, and continued his residence here uninterruptedly until he left a few weeks ago to serve his country. Before he was fifteen years old his father died. Roy, at that early age, felt that it was his duty to assist in making life's pathway for his widowed mother as smooth as possible, and he accepted the opportunity to become an apprentice in the office of The Enterprise, at that time owned by E. B. Yule. When the present writer assumed ownership of the newspaper in September 1902, he found a smiling lad, still in knee pants, in the office as his "right hand man." The pleasing impression I gained of Roy at the time of our first meeting will ever abide with me as one of my happiest recollections of him. He expressed a willingness and a desire to continue in my employ, which he did for a period of fifteen years. And I can say with positive sincerity that no man could have been more faithful to duty--who justified in great degree the trust reposed in him--than Roy Hageman. His perception was keen; he was quick to learn; his deftness was highly developed; his work was performed so efficiently and expeditiously that one would hardly realize that he was making any effort. These inherent attributes he carried with him into all the varied activities that filled his later years.
A year and a half ago he resigned his place on The Enterprise to learn the banking business in the State Bank of Lodi, and soon became as indispensable there as he had been in the printing office. He remained with the bank until called to the colors.
There was always something for Roy Hageman to do--no matter where he was. Not because he was obtrusive--far from it! but because his innate ability, coupled with a pleasing personality, insinctively [sic] drew people to him--people who found pleasure in inviting his services, and who never failed to receive from him a happy response.
As Roy grew into maturer years he identified himself with the fraternal and civic affairs of the community. At the time of his death he was Chancellor Commander of the Knights of Pythias; Senior Deacon in the Masonic lodge; secretary of the Lodi Commercial Club; secretary of the Volunteer Fire Department; a prime mover of the Country Club, an organization of young men maintaining a summer home at Lake Wisconsin, etc. He at one time held the office of village clerk but resigned because his multitudinous duties made it impossible for him to carry on the duties of the clerkship with the efficiency he demanded in all his efforts.
At one time during Roy's connection with The Enterprise he was invited to take a position with a printing concern in a larger city where the opportunity for larger responsibilities and promotion was assured, but his loyalty to his mother prompted him to decline that he might remain here and keep the home ties unbroken.
The realization of such a sterling manhood should, and no doubt will, be a great comfort to the mother now so sorely bereft, in her moments of loneliness and of retrospection.
"Yet he has not lived and died in vain,
For proudly you may say
He has left a name, with never a stain
For your tears to wash away."
And what shall I say of another--one whose happy anticipations of a bright future have been shattered. Loyalty was her watchword when he was called to serve; loyalty was her watchword when he was called upon to suffer. Like a heroine she went to his side to share with the mother in administering the comfort that both could give to the distressed body and anguished mind; and, like a heroine, she forgot self in her efforts to assuage as much as possible the mother's great ordeal when the death angel had beckoned the devoted son and lover.
The picture looks dark today, but I believe Roy would say, with Christina Rossetti,--
"Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be sad."
-------------------------------
Roy was a private in the U.S. Army when he died.
"Roy H. Hageman" obituary, The Lodi (Wisconsin) Enterprise, 25 October 1918, page 1, column 1.
Ray [sic] H. Hageman died at Indianapolis, In., at 1:30 Friday morning, Oct. 18th, of heart failure following a severe attack of pneumonia. Word from his bedside during the week had held out hope for the anxious friends here, the doctors having given assurance of his recovery from pneumonia, and it was a great shock to everybody when the news of his death was received early Friday morning.
Two weeks ago last Sunday morning his mother was notified that he was seriously ill. She left at once for Indianapolis and was accompanied by Miss Margaret Mandeville. They remained near him until the last, and then brought the body home, arriving Saturday afternoon.
The funeral was held Monday afternoon, and greater manifestation of esteem for the dead, and sympathy for the living, has never been seen here. Although public funerals are under the ban at the present time, the weather was so warm and beautiful that it permitted of many friends gathering in the open air at the residence, and a greater number at the cemetery, to give silent expression to the sorrow that filled the heart of every one. Rev. J. F. Slagle conducted the services. Geo. Bancroft and Bert Richmond sang Some Time We'll Understand. The pall bearers were fellow members of the Country Club--Job F. Collin, S. C. Peterson, W. R. Steele, L. T. Roberts, Lyle Jencks and Ardie Thompson. Members of the Masonic order acted as escort to the cemetery. Floral tributes emphasized strongly the place Roy held in the activities of this community: The Knights of Pythias, Eastern Star, Modern Woodmen, Volunteer Fire Department, Country Club, all send emblematic floral tributes, and many individual friends were also represented in the profusion, which literally hid the casket from view.
All business places were closed during the funeral, and Supt. Bertschy stopped all machinery at the canning factory for a period of ten minutes. Roy was a stockholder in the canning company corporation.
Roy Henry Hageman was born in Lodi thirty-two years ago, September 13th, the son of Mr. and Mrs. Herman Hageman, and continued his residence here uninterruptedly until he left a few weeks ago to serve his country. Before he was fifteen years old his father died. Roy, at that early age, felt that it was his duty to assist in making life's pathway for his widowed mother as smooth as possible, and he accepted the opportunity to become an apprentice in the office of The Enterprise, at that time owned by E. B. Yule. When the present writer assumed ownership of the newspaper in September 1902, he found a smiling lad, still in knee pants, in the office as his "right hand man." The pleasing impression I gained of Roy at the time of our first meeting will ever abide with me as one of my happiest recollections of him. He expressed a willingness and a desire to continue in my employ, which he did for a period of fifteen years. And I can say with positive sincerity that no man could have been more faithful to duty--who justified in great degree the trust reposed in him--than Roy Hageman. His perception was keen; he was quick to learn; his deftness was highly developed; his work was performed so efficiently and expeditiously that one would hardly realize that he was making any effort. These inherent attributes he carried with him into all the varied activities that filled his later years.
A year and a half ago he resigned his place on The Enterprise to learn the banking business in the State Bank of Lodi, and soon became as indispensable there as he had been in the printing office. He remained with the bank until called to the colors.
There was always something for Roy Hageman to do--no matter where he was. Not because he was obtrusive--far from it! but because his innate ability, coupled with a pleasing personality, insinctively [sic] drew people to him--people who found pleasure in inviting his services, and who never failed to receive from him a happy response.
As Roy grew into maturer years he identified himself with the fraternal and civic affairs of the community. At the time of his death he was Chancellor Commander of the Knights of Pythias; Senior Deacon in the Masonic lodge; secretary of the Lodi Commercial Club; secretary of the Volunteer Fire Department; a prime mover of the Country Club, an organization of young men maintaining a summer home at Lake Wisconsin, etc. He at one time held the office of village clerk but resigned because his multitudinous duties made it impossible for him to carry on the duties of the clerkship with the efficiency he demanded in all his efforts.
At one time during Roy's connection with The Enterprise he was invited to take a position with a printing concern in a larger city where the opportunity for larger responsibilities and promotion was assured, but his loyalty to his mother prompted him to decline that he might remain here and keep the home ties unbroken.
The realization of such a sterling manhood should, and no doubt will, be a great comfort to the mother now so sorely bereft, in her moments of loneliness and of retrospection.
"Yet he has not lived and died in vain,
For proudly you may say
He has left a name, with never a stain
For your tears to wash away."
And what shall I say of another--one whose happy anticipations of a bright future have been shattered. Loyalty was her watchword when he was called to serve; loyalty was her watchword when he was called upon to suffer. Like a heroine she went to his side to share with the mother in administering the comfort that both could give to the distressed body and anguished mind; and, like a heroine, she forgot self in her efforts to assuage as much as possible the mother's great ordeal when the death angel had beckoned the devoted son and lover.
The picture looks dark today, but I believe Roy would say, with Christina Rossetti,--
"Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be sad."
-------------------------------
Roy was a private in the U.S. Army when he died.
Ray [sic] H. Hageman died at Indianapolis, In., at 1:30 Friday morning, Oct. 18th, of heart failure following a severe attack of pneumonia. Word from his bedside during the week had held out hope for the anxious friends here, the doctors having given assurance of his recovery from pneumonia, and it was a great shock to everybody when the news of his death was received early Friday morning.
Two weeks ago last Sunday morning his mother was notified that he was seriously ill. She left at once for Indianapolis and was accompanied by Miss Margaret Mandeville. They remained near him until the last, and then brought the body home, arriving Saturday afternoon.
The funeral was held Monday afternoon, and greater manifestation of esteem for the dead, and sympathy for the living, has never been seen here. Although public funerals are under the ban at the present time, the weather was so warm and beautiful that it permitted of many friends gathering in the open air at the residence, and a greater number at the cemetery, to give silent expression to the sorrow that filled the heart of every one. Rev. J. F. Slagle conducted the services. Geo. Bancroft and Bert Richmond sang Some Time We'll Understand. The pall bearers were fellow members of the Country Club--Job F. Collin, S. C. Peterson, W. R. Steele, L. T. Roberts, Lyle Jencks and Ardie Thompson. Members of the Masonic order acted as escort to the cemetery. Floral tributes emphasized strongly the place Roy held in the activities of this community: The Knights of Pythias, Eastern Star, Modern Woodmen, Volunteer Fire Department, Country Club, all send emblematic floral tributes, and many individual friends were also represented in the profusion, which literally hid the casket from view.
All business places were closed during the funeral, and Supt. Bertschy stopped all machinery at the canning factory for a period of ten minutes. Roy was a stockholder in the canning company corporation.
Roy Henry Hageman was born in Lodi thirty-two years ago, September 13th, the son of Mr. and Mrs. Herman Hageman, and continued his residence here uninterruptedly until he left a few weeks ago to serve his country. Before he was fifteen years old his father died. Roy, at that early age, felt that it was his duty to assist in making life's pathway for his widowed mother as smooth as possible, and he accepted the opportunity to become an apprentice in the office of The Enterprise, at that time owned by E. B. Yule. When the present writer assumed ownership of the newspaper in September 1902, he found a smiling lad, still in knee pants, in the office as his "right hand man." The pleasing impression I gained of Roy at the time of our first meeting will ever abide with me as one of my happiest recollections of him. He expressed a willingness and a desire to continue in my employ, which he did for a period of fifteen years. And I can say with positive sincerity that no man could have been more faithful to duty--who justified in great degree the trust reposed in him--than Roy Hageman. His perception was keen; he was quick to learn; his deftness was highly developed; his work was performed so efficiently and expeditiously that one would hardly realize that he was making any effort. These inherent attributes he carried with him into all the varied activities that filled his later years.
A year and a half ago he resigned his place on The Enterprise to learn the banking business in the State Bank of Lodi, and soon became as indispensable there as he had been in the printing office. He remained with the bank until called to the colors.
There was always something for Roy Hageman to do--no matter where he was. Not because he was obtrusive--far from it! but because his innate ability, coupled with a pleasing personality, insinctively [sic] drew people to him--people who found pleasure in inviting his services, and who never failed to receive from him a happy response.
As Roy grew into maturer years he identified himself with the fraternal and civic affairs of the community. At the time of his death he was Chancellor Commander of the Knights of Pythias; Senior Deacon in the Masonic lodge; secretary of the Lodi Commercial Club; secretary of the Volunteer Fire Department; a prime mover of the Country Club, an organization of young men maintaining a summer home at Lake Wisconsin, etc. He at one time held the office of village clerk but resigned because his multitudinous duties made it impossible for him to carry on the duties of the clerkship with the efficiency he demanded in all his efforts.
At one time during Roy's connection with The Enterprise he was invited to take a position with a printing concern in a larger city where the opportunity for larger responsibilities and promotion was assured, but his loyalty to his mother prompted him to decline that he might remain here and keep the home ties unbroken.
The realization of such a sterling manhood should, and no doubt will, be a great comfort to the mother now so sorely bereft, in her moments of loneliness and of retrospection.
"Yet he has not lived and died in vain,
For proudly you may say
He has left a name, with never a stain
For your tears to wash away."
And what shall I say of another--one whose happy anticipations of a bright future have been shattered. Loyalty was her watchword when he was called to serve; loyalty was her watchword when he was called upon to suffer. Like a heroine she went to his side to share with the mother in administering the comfort that both could give to the distressed body and anguished mind; and, like a heroine, she forgot self in her efforts to assuage as much as possible the mother's great ordeal when the death angel had beckoned the devoted son and lover.
The picture looks dark today, but I believe Roy would say, with Christina Rossetti,--
"Better by far you should forget and smile
Than that you should remember and be sad."
-------------------------------
Roy was a private in the U.S. Army when he died.
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