Ionia County MI Archives Obituaries.....Russ, Marguerite Helen January 30, 1912 ************************************************ Copyright. All rights reserved. http://www.usgwarchives.net/copyright.htm http://www.usgwarchives.net/mi/mifiles.htm ************************************************ File contributed for use in USGenWeb Archives by: Patricia Currigan currigan1932@comcast.net November 26, 2021, 12:02 pm Lake Odessa Wave-Friday February 2, 1912 MARGUERITE HELEN RUSS Marguerite Helen Russ the little daughter of Dr. and Mrs. O. C. Russ was born Nov. 23, 1905 and died Jan. 30, 1912 after an illness of two weeks. Marguerite was baptized and received into the care and fellowship of the Congregation church and afterward became member of the infant class in the Sunday school. Being full of enthusiasm and energy and of an affectionate nature, she soon won her way into the kindly interest of all To say that she was both dearly loved and highly prized by her Father and Mother does but feebly express the place she held in their lives. Two broken hearts ask why? and alike answer the question in the following beautiful poem. "PAPA WHAT WOULD YOU TAKE FOR ME?" She was ready to sleep and she lay on my arm, In her little frilled cap so fine. With her golden hair hanging out at the edge, Like a circle of noon sunshine, And I humm'd the old tune of Banbury Cross, And three Men Who Put Out to Sea, When she sleepily said, as she closed her blue eyes; "Papa what would you take for me!"And I answered; "A dollar, dear little heart," And she slept, baby weary with play, But I held her warm in my love-strong arms, And I rocked her and rocked away. Oh, the dollar meant all the world to me, The land and the sea and the sky, The lowest depth of the lowest place, The highest of all that's high. All the cities, with streets and palaces, I would not take for one low soft throb of my little one's loving heart; Nor all the gold that was ver fond In the busy, Wealth-finding past. Would I take for one smile of my darling's face. Did I know it would e the last So I rocked my baby and rocked away, And I felt such a sweet content. for the words of the song expressed more to me Than they ever before had meant. And the night crept on, and I slept and dreamed, Of things far too glorious to be, And I awaken'd with lips saying close in my ear, "Papa what would you take for me?" Additional Comments: Lakeside Cem.#7-791 File at: http://files.usgwarchives.net/mi/ionia/obits/r/russ41269nob.txt This file has been created by a form at http://www.genrecords.net/mifiles/ File size: 2.6 Kb