Mrs. Margarita Vortriede, nee Heller, died at the home of her parents the Hon. and Mrs. S. M. Heller, last Wednesday after noon at 2:30 o'clock p. m., aged 24 years and 5 days. For two weeks she was ill with the great destroyer, peritonitis, and at no time during her sickness,? even from the first, were hopes entertained for her recovery until Monday, the 16th, when the veil of gloom that enshrouded the household and town lifted a little at the words of the attending physicians wherein hope though very meager was held out for recovery. But only momentarily was this ray of sunshine permitted to dispel blacknessOn Wednesday the glad report was quickly followed by intelligence that the sufferer could not live the day. Slowly but with appalling certainty she sank and when two o'clock and thirty minutes arrived in the afternoon, the faint and flickering lamp went out the bony specter called Death, on whom we all reflect with horror, entered, reached out his tapering fingers and touched her. That was all. It was a beckon, not to be resisted, to join the long caravan of young lives that have departed this sphere when life seemed at its acme of living. A feeling of intense gloom and oppression dropped over Napoleon at the thought that "Madge Vortriede" (familiarly called) was dead. Nor did grief find its way to Napoleon alone, for the deceased had lived in Toledo the past several years and the near metropolis bowed its head in deep sorrow at the sad news. There, as here in the town where she was born and grew to woman's estate, her friends numbered many. The funeral ceremony was held at the residence Saturday afternoon with Rev. Daniels of Indianapolis in charge, assisted by Reverends Donahey and Balmer. After the rites at the house the remains were conveyed to Toledo by special car and temporarily laid at rest in the public vault of Woodlawn cemetery awaiting the erection of a vault in Glenwood at this place. As mute expression of grief and respect, costly floral tributes of the rarest flowers arrived before the funeral from friends in the city. Among others was an open floral book from the employees of the Toledo Express with "Like a Poem" in raised letters of fragrant flowers on one page, while the other bore the too suggestive phrase, "Gone too Soon;" a bouquet of 24 roses representing age of deceased, lovers knot of carnations and roses, wreaths of lillies, baskets of roses, lilies and Marguerites, all were arranged in a bower of beauty near the casket, and strewn over the departed as she lay dressed in a burial robe of fine texture, the whole sad and beautiful scene lending cogency to the old expression, "Death indeed loves a shining mark. " The subtle meaning of the old proverb de mortuis nil nisi bonum cannot apply to Mrs. Vortriede, for a correct delineation of her character is nought but good. Right appropriate then was it for the Reverend Daniels to say: She was one of those airy, genial natures which seem like the fresh breeze or the morning sunshine wherever they come. She lived her life, pure and natural as the running brook and the result was popularity with all classes. We do not say that she was perfect or without fault. None are perfect here. Even the brook contains decayed turf and other waste matter, but as a whole it is beautiful She never had a wish ungratified yet she ruled by love, and while it was hers to enjoy the blessings of life, her enjoyment of them was such that it did not inspire envy or spite She was closely and without any interruption, bound up in her husband, her parents and other relatives. But the trait which has impressed me more than all others, is that she always saw some good in every one, no matter how degraded. While others could see the evil, she was always looking for the good. Innocence was another prominent trait belonging to the character of the departed. Things that would harm others did not seem to have any effect upon her. She seemed more in a selfish world unconscious as a child of its selfishness.