Dr.Ellis, a physician and surgeon, born in Durant, Mississippi grew up in Arkanasas. Attended Vanderbilt University, Nashville, TN and graduated with a Doctor of Medicine degree in 1890. Practiced in Oil Trough Bottom, AR 5 years. After 8 years in Purden, TX he located permanently to BloomingGrove, TX. He was a Royal Arch Mason, a Democrat and attended Methodist Episcopal Church.
A TRIBUTE TO THE LIFE OF DR. ELLIS
Greater love hath any man than he layeth down his life for his brother.
Such can truthfully be said of Dr. William M. Ellis. Dr. Eills was a graduate of Vanderbilt University, having graduated with the class of 1890. After his graduation he came to Texas to practice his chosen profession, that of medicine. He came to Blooming Grove in 1903, where for 29 years he gave himself, physically, mentally and spiritually to ministering to the sick and suffering.
When medical skill failed and death entered he was there to comfort you with tears of sympathy. It was never too cold or dark or rained too hard for him to answer a call, regardless of cast or creed, when he even knew there would be no financial reward. He fulfilled the commandment to go forth preaching the gospel and healing the sick. Healing the sick with medicine and preaching by his life of service to his fellowman.
Dr. Ellis was an intensive and extensive reader. He was well posted on all topics of the day. It was the privilege of this writer to know him for 26 years as friend and physician and knew him as the highest type of Christian manhood. There was found a manuscript yellow with age on his desk which, after reading, will give one a better index to his lofty ideals This monologue which he oft repeated and always on New Year's morning, is as follows:
"The sun is just rising on the morning of another day, the first day of a new year. What can I wish that this day, this year, may bring to me nothing that will make the world or others poorer nothing at the expense of other men. Just those few things which in their coming do not stop with me, but touch me rather as they pass and gather strength. Let me do my work each day, and if the dark hours of depression overtake me, may I not forget the Strength that comforted me in other times And may I still remember the bright hours that found me walking over the silent hills of my childhood, or dreaming on the margin of the quiet river, when a light glowed within me. May I not forget that poverty and riches are of the spirit. May I lift my eyes from the earth, and may I not forget the beauties of the stars. Give me a few friends who will love me for what I am. And when age and infirmity overtake me, and I come not in sight of the castles of my dreams, teach me still to be thankful for life and for times olden memories which are good and sweet, and may the evening's twilight find me gentle still."
Dr. Ellis loved poetry and among those he best loved were Walt Whitman, Shelly, Swinburn, and Keats. It seems fitting that the soul of his great, good man should wing its flight back to his heavenly home in the glad springtime when God's great cathedral was decorated with leaf and flower, typical of the resurrection. There was a burnished cross, lone and apart, There were candles ordered as a rhyme; But all that I could think of was a heart Bidding its friends good-bye at supper time. There was a splendid music And the roll of ardent voices ‘Neath the shadowed dome; But all that I could think of Was a soul immensely tired, Finding its way home.
Mrs. Maggie B. Richards, Blooming Grove, Texas
Notes:
The Corsicana Daily Sun Monday, June 6, 1932
A TRIBUTE TO THE LIFE OF DR. ELLIS
Greater love hath any man than he layeth down his life for his brother.
Such can truthfully be said of Dr. William M. Ellis. Dr. Eills was a graduate of Vanderbilt University, having graduated with the class of 1890. After his graduation he came to Texas to practice his chosen profession, that of medicine. He came to Blooming Grove in 1903, where for 29 years he gave himself, physically, mentally and spiritually to ministering to the sick and suffering.
When medical skill failed and death entered he was there to comfort you with tears of sympathy. It was never too cold or dark or rained too hard for him to answer a call, regardless of cast or creed, when he even knew there would be no financial reward. He fulfilled the commandment to go forth preaching the gospel and healing the sick. Healing the sick with medicine and preaching by his life of service to his fellowman.
Dr. Ellis was an intensive and extensive reader. He was well posted on all topics of the day. It was the privilege of this writer to know him for 26 years as friend and physician and knew him as the highest type of Christian manhood. There was found a manuscript yellow with age on his desk which, after reading, will give one a better index to his lofty ideals This monologue which he oft repeated and always on New Year's morning, is as follows:
"The sun is just rising on the morning of another day, the first day of a new year. What can I wish that this day, this year, may bring to me nothing that will make the world or others poorer nothing at the expense of other men. Just those few things which in their coming do not stop with me, but touch me rather as they pass and gather strength. Let me do my work each day, and if the dark hours of depression overtake me, may I not forget the Strength that comforted me in other times And may I still remember the bright hours that found me walking over the silent hills of my childhood, or dreaming on the margin of the quiet river, when a light glowed within me. May I not forget that poverty and riches are of the spirit. May I lift my eyes from the earth, and may I not forget the beauties of the stars. Give me a few friends who will love me for what I am. And when age and infirmity overtake me, and I come not in sight of the castles of my dreams, teach me still to be thankful for life and for times olden memories which are good and sweet, and may the evening's twilight find me gentle still."
Dr. Ellis loved poetry and among those he best loved were Walt Whitman, Shelly, Swinburn, and Keats. It seems fitting that the soul of his great, good man should wing its flight back to his heavenly home in the glad springtime when God's great cathedral was decorated with leaf and flower, typical of the resurrection. There was a burnished cross, lone and apart, There were candles ordered as a rhyme; But all that I could think of was a heart Bidding its friends good-bye at supper time. There was a splendid music And the roll of ardent voices ‘Neath the shadowed dome; But all that I could think of Was a soul immensely tired, Finding its way home.
Mrs. Maggie B. Richards, Blooming Grove, Texas
Notes:
The Corsicana Daily Sun Monday, June 6, 1932
Dr.Ellis, a physician and surgeon, born in Durant, Mississippi grew up in Arkanasas. Attended Vanderbilt University, Nashville, TN and graduated with a Doctor of Medicine degree in 1890. Practiced in Oil Trough Bottom, AR 5 years. After 8 years in Purden, TX he located permanently to BloomingGrove, TX. He was a Royal Arch Mason, a Democrat and attended Methodist Episcopal Church.
A TRIBUTE TO THE LIFE OF DR. ELLIS
Greater love hath any man than he layeth down his life for his brother.
Such can truthfully be said of Dr. William M. Ellis. Dr. Eills was a graduate of Vanderbilt University, having graduated with the class of 1890. After his graduation he came to Texas to practice his chosen profession, that of medicine. He came to Blooming Grove in 1903, where for 29 years he gave himself, physically, mentally and spiritually to ministering to the sick and suffering.
When medical skill failed and death entered he was there to comfort you with tears of sympathy. It was never too cold or dark or rained too hard for him to answer a call, regardless of cast or creed, when he even knew there would be no financial reward. He fulfilled the commandment to go forth preaching the gospel and healing the sick. Healing the sick with medicine and preaching by his life of service to his fellowman.
Dr. Ellis was an intensive and extensive reader. He was well posted on all topics of the day. It was the privilege of this writer to know him for 26 years as friend and physician and knew him as the highest type of Christian manhood. There was found a manuscript yellow with age on his desk which, after reading, will give one a better index to his lofty ideals This monologue which he oft repeated and always on New Year's morning, is as follows:
"The sun is just rising on the morning of another day, the first day of a new year. What can I wish that this day, this year, may bring to me nothing that will make the world or others poorer nothing at the expense of other men. Just those few things which in their coming do not stop with me, but touch me rather as they pass and gather strength. Let me do my work each day, and if the dark hours of depression overtake me, may I not forget the Strength that comforted me in other times And may I still remember the bright hours that found me walking over the silent hills of my childhood, or dreaming on the margin of the quiet river, when a light glowed within me. May I not forget that poverty and riches are of the spirit. May I lift my eyes from the earth, and may I not forget the beauties of the stars. Give me a few friends who will love me for what I am. And when age and infirmity overtake me, and I come not in sight of the castles of my dreams, teach me still to be thankful for life and for times olden memories which are good and sweet, and may the evening's twilight find me gentle still."
Dr. Ellis loved poetry and among those he best loved were Walt Whitman, Shelly, Swinburn, and Keats. It seems fitting that the soul of his great, good man should wing its flight back to his heavenly home in the glad springtime when God's great cathedral was decorated with leaf and flower, typical of the resurrection. There was a burnished cross, lone and apart, There were candles ordered as a rhyme; But all that I could think of was a heart Bidding its friends good-bye at supper time. There was a splendid music And the roll of ardent voices ‘Neath the shadowed dome; But all that I could think of Was a soul immensely tired, Finding its way home.
Mrs. Maggie B. Richards, Blooming Grove, Texas
Notes:
The Corsicana Daily Sun Monday, June 6, 1932
A TRIBUTE TO THE LIFE OF DR. ELLIS
Greater love hath any man than he layeth down his life for his brother.
Such can truthfully be said of Dr. William M. Ellis. Dr. Eills was a graduate of Vanderbilt University, having graduated with the class of 1890. After his graduation he came to Texas to practice his chosen profession, that of medicine. He came to Blooming Grove in 1903, where for 29 years he gave himself, physically, mentally and spiritually to ministering to the sick and suffering.
When medical skill failed and death entered he was there to comfort you with tears of sympathy. It was never too cold or dark or rained too hard for him to answer a call, regardless of cast or creed, when he even knew there would be no financial reward. He fulfilled the commandment to go forth preaching the gospel and healing the sick. Healing the sick with medicine and preaching by his life of service to his fellowman.
Dr. Ellis was an intensive and extensive reader. He was well posted on all topics of the day. It was the privilege of this writer to know him for 26 years as friend and physician and knew him as the highest type of Christian manhood. There was found a manuscript yellow with age on his desk which, after reading, will give one a better index to his lofty ideals This monologue which he oft repeated and always on New Year's morning, is as follows:
"The sun is just rising on the morning of another day, the first day of a new year. What can I wish that this day, this year, may bring to me nothing that will make the world or others poorer nothing at the expense of other men. Just those few things which in their coming do not stop with me, but touch me rather as they pass and gather strength. Let me do my work each day, and if the dark hours of depression overtake me, may I not forget the Strength that comforted me in other times And may I still remember the bright hours that found me walking over the silent hills of my childhood, or dreaming on the margin of the quiet river, when a light glowed within me. May I not forget that poverty and riches are of the spirit. May I lift my eyes from the earth, and may I not forget the beauties of the stars. Give me a few friends who will love me for what I am. And when age and infirmity overtake me, and I come not in sight of the castles of my dreams, teach me still to be thankful for life and for times olden memories which are good and sweet, and may the evening's twilight find me gentle still."
Dr. Ellis loved poetry and among those he best loved were Walt Whitman, Shelly, Swinburn, and Keats. It seems fitting that the soul of his great, good man should wing its flight back to his heavenly home in the glad springtime when God's great cathedral was decorated with leaf and flower, typical of the resurrection. There was a burnished cross, lone and apart, There were candles ordered as a rhyme; But all that I could think of was a heart Bidding its friends good-bye at supper time. There was a splendid music And the roll of ardent voices ‘Neath the shadowed dome; But all that I could think of Was a soul immensely tired, Finding its way home.
Mrs. Maggie B. Richards, Blooming Grove, Texas
Notes:
The Corsicana Daily Sun Monday, June 6, 1932
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