West Union Argo-Gazette
West Union, Fayette Co., Iowa
Sept. 07, 1921
DR. W. H. FOX'S BURIAL
Waucoma Medical Officer
in Serbia Has Great
Military Funeral on Sunday
Waucoma, Sept. 5 - The arrival of the body of
Capt. (Dr.) Walter Henry Fox from Serbia on Friday was followed on
Sunday afternoon by a military funeral and interment in Waucoma
cemetery. With reverence an
immense crowd gathered Friday in the final wait, as they were wont to
do in life, for the arrival of their beloved physician and friend, who
had never turned from their afflictions, smiles, and tears.
A friend to humanity, alert, skillful, and wise, he proudly
responded to his country's call, where his worth was quickly
recognized. Only a brief
time was spent in the camps here, then he sailed for France and was
stationed near Paris. Here
he studied diligently along surgical lines, always desirous to be more
adept, for to Dr. Fox the privilege of service was a delight.
Then the city of Belgrade, Serbia, was visited with the dreadful
epidemic of typhus, and there on Feb. 22, 1919, his soul surrendered to
its Maker, that right, honor, and justice might prevail.
Upon arrival here the casket was borne to the Red Cross rooms to
lie in state amid the national colors and beautiful floral offerings,
silent tributes of love and sympathy.
Thence to our beautiful cemetery in charge of Belding-Fox-Slagle
post. Medical corps
captains of Fayette county, who had so often heeded the wise counsel of
the departed, were the bearers -- Captains F. P. Leehey of Oelwein, C.
D. Mercer and T. A. King of West Union, Rich of Fredericksburg, T. N.
Walsh of Hawkeye, and J. M. Smittle of Waucoma.
"Will There be Any Stars in
My Crown?" and "Jesus, Savior, Pilot Me" were sung by the double
quartet and words of comfort were spoken by Rev. W. H. Gifford.
Three thousand people listened to words of praise deservedly
spoken. Taps were sounded,
and an inspiring memory remains of Walter Henry Fox.
A like ceremony was performed one month ago for Laverne Belding.
One victim of the world's carnage still lies beneath the poppies
of France, Lester Slagle.