- 1908, Friday July 3, The Almonte Gazette, page 4
DEATHS
At Wetaskiwin, Alta., June 24th, William Anderson, aged 54 years and 11 months
1908, Friday July 3, The Almonte Gazette front page
Obit. ? Mr Wm Anderson
It was with sincere regret that the many friends in Almonte and vicinity learned of the early death of Mr Wm Anderson, on the 24th, at Wetaskewin, Alberta, from paralysis, he was so well and favourably known all through the valley owing to his long connection with the C.P.R. Deceased was born in 1853 at Bennie's Corners, his father being the late Wm Anderson, who will be remembered only by the older settlers, as he passed away some 27 years ago. His mother, whose maiden name was Elizabeth Peters, died about ten years ago. The family consisted of two brothers, John and Alexander, both dead, and two sisters living, Mrs Alex Gourlay (nee Mary) at Lavoy and Mrs Sam Reid (nee Maggie) at Methven, Man. Mr Anderson remained of the farm until 1885 when he entered the employ of the C.P.R., remaining with that company until about a year ago when he was obliged to retire through bad health and went west. His long service with the C.P.R. gave him a wide circle of friends all through this section, who admired him for his unfailing courtesy. He leaves his wife (nee Margaret Austen) and three sons, William G. and John P. at Wetaskewin, and Chas. Alex. in Ottawa. The funeral Wednesday was the final tribute of sympathizing friends who were present in large numbers. The following tribute, from one who knew him well, gives a word portrait of the man: "Willie Anderson, as he was familiarly called by Ramsay people, was a son of the late Wm. Anderson of Bennie's Corners. Early in his life he took up railroading, and for many years was conductor on the Ottawa- Pembroke local. Among railway men he was much liked for his cheery disposition, his level-headed common sense, and his remarkable gifts as a conversationalist and litterateur. Few men, even among the college-bred, have such intimate acquaintance with the best English prose and poetry as he possessed; while his knowledge of Macaulay's history and essays could not well have been more profound and loving critical. Like every other lover of what is deep in thought or beautiful in expression, he loved his Bible; and he proved by an upright life that his regard for it was not merely intellectual.
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