The Klickitat County Agriculturist, Goldendale, WA., September 9, 1905, page 1
“Klickitat Intelligence”

DEATH OF FRITZ STAACKER – Fritz Staacker, aged 22, of Portland, died on Monday last from typhoid fever.  Mr. Staacker was a former student of the Klickitat Academy and well known in this city.  He was a bright young man, and had a promising future before him, when thus early cut down.  The funeral was held on Wednesday, at the family home, in the presence of a large number of friends and relatives.  Mr. N. B. Brooks, of Goldendale, officiated at the obsequies, and delivered a very tender and touching address. 

The Klickitat County Agriculturist, Goldendale, WA., September 16, 1905, page 12

THE LATE FRITZ STAACKER

            In the midst of Life we are in Death.
            How rudely yet how sadly were we called upon to realize the fact by the spirit of our friend and neighbor Fritz Staacker, drifting past the dark portal of Death into the bright, beautiful Beyond.
            Deceased was born in Klickitat County, June 27, 1883 and died at his father’s home, four miles west of Warwick, Sunday evening, September 3rd, 1905, aged 22 years, 2 months and 6 days.  The cause of his death was that dreaded disease typhoid fever.
            Fritz bore all his suffering with great fortitude till God called him, and his spirit took its flight.  Never again on earth will we hear his kind voice or see his loving smile; but there is “One who can clasp each link in heaven again.” Though he is dead, he speaketh still and may his death admonish all to be prepared when death comes, to meet loved ones in that home above.
            Dear loved ones, in this your sad affliction lift your grief stricken hearts to Jesus.  Look not mournfully into the dark past, it comes not back again.  The present is thine, improve it, and so live that when you are called upon to obey that last sweet call God will deem it a fit reward for your goodness to make yours an unbroken circle above.  Look up, fond ones, and submit to the stroke, for it is a loving hand that has smitten you.  Rejoice that the storms of life can reach him no more: rejoice that the many perils that threatened him in the garden of life are all escaped, and that in a clime where sunbeams never fade and flowers never perish, thy own loved one will flourish in endless beauty and undying love.
            He leaves an aged father, one loving brother, two devoted sisters, besides a large circle of relatives and friends to mourn his departure.
            The funeral services were conducted at the house Wednesday at 3 o’clock by Hon. N. B. Brooks of Goldendale, in the presence of many sympathizing friends.  The remains were interred in High Prairie cemetery.

The house that once was field is empty now;
The clothes are carefully laid away. 
The fathers, brothers and sisters’ joy
Is sleeping in that silent grave. 

God in his tender mercy,
Reached down for brother’s hand;
Took him from this world of sorrow
To that pure and happy land. 

Brother, thou hast left us,
And gone to Heaven above;
Loved ones, you can meet him,
Where all is joy and love. 

Fathers, brother’s, sisters’ hearts are crushed,
With a weight of pain and grief;
But oh god!  Kindly send
To their aching hearts relief.

Heavenly father, give them faith,
To believe that thou art love,
And that sometime they shall meet
Fritz in his home above.

Mrs. J. E. Strahl