To a great number of our readers,
the news of the death of Fred E. Sullivan which is chronicled in another
column of this issue, will come with a great shock. His taking off was
most terrible in its suddenness, being caused by the fearful typhoid
fever, which has claimed so many victims, from among all ages, this fall
in different parts of the province.
It is now a goodly number of years
since the time that Fred, then a mere lad, occupied the position of
"dux" of our High School, of which his father was Principal, but
the memory of his many achievements still lingers around the old place,
and the boys now there still look back upon the class, of which Fred.
Sullivan was the head, as the best the school has ever known.
Since leaving Simcoe, his
accomplishments have been such as but to foster the hopes entertained of
him and his future, when here. At the time of his death he was a
third year man at the Toronto University, within a very little of his
degree in arts; while at the same time he was putting in his time as law
student in the office of Mr. Morrow, in Wingham.
But the golden promises of his
early manhood are shattered. His high ambitions have ended in "Dust
to Dust." His sun has set while as yet it is only morning. By us and
many others in Simcoe, will Fred. Sullivan be long remembered.
To his father and family we extend
our most sincere sympathy in this their great affliction. The body of the
deceased was interred in Brantford on Tuesday.
