Obituary of Marie Elizabeth Walton Blashfield (probably Naperville, Illinois, newspaper [canít remember the name of it] September 1949) (probably written by Floyd) Mrs. Marie Walton Blashfield was born in Madison, Wis., Jan. 27, 1859, daughter of William B. and Sarah Butler Walton, shortly after the arrival of her parents from England. After a short stay in Madison, the family moved to a virgin farm at Wheatville, Crawford county, Wisconsin, in the community now called Mt. Zion. There she attended the country schoool, and later teachersí institutes after which she taught for several years in the local school and the old Marietta Valley school. On Jan.2, 1885, she was united in marriage to Artwill James Blashfield of Eau Claire, Wis., at the home of her parents. The couple established their home in Boscobel where they resided for 38 years except for a couple of years spent in Chicago during World War I. To this union four children were born, twins, a boy and girl who died in infancy, and two sons, Herbert Walton, now of Minneapolis, and Floyd Artwill, now of Naperville, Ill. In 1924 the family moved to Madison, Wis., where her husband passed away Oct. 10, 1930. Since that time she made her home with her two sons. On Friday, May 13, 1949, she fell and broke her hip after which her health gradually failed and she passed from this life on Friday evening, September 2, 1949, at the home of her son, Floyd, at Naperville, Ill., at the advanced age of 90 years, 7 months,, and 6 days. She was preceded in death by her parents, two sisters, Mrs. Eleanor Richardson of Boscobel, Wis., and Caroline Walton of Mt. Zion, Wis., both older than her, two brothers, William Walton of Mt. Zion and Frances E. Walton of Haney, her husband and two children. She is survived by a brother, Joseph E. Walton of Mt. Zion, Wis., and a sister, Mrs. Walter Strahl of North Clayton, Wis., two sons, Herbert and Floyd, and four grandchildren [Elizabeth Ruth, Carol Fay, and Jean Floy Blashfield, and Margaret Blashfield Pierce]. Mrs. Blashfield was an active member of the Methodist Church of Boscobel for nearly 40 years, her chief interest being a large class of older girls in the Sunday school with whom she kept in touch for many years. She was an avid reader in religion, philosophy and new ideas and maintained an extensive correspondence with her many friends. She was the authorof many short stories and poems which appeared from time to time in Boscobel, Madison and Chicago papers. From the days of her early childhood when Indians at the door of her home was a common experience, she lead a full busy life and leaves behind a host of friends and acquaintances to mourn her passing. Her philosophy of life is well expressed in the last lines of a poem written at the age of 88, called ìThey Sayóì     They say my step is feeble; that Iím not much good today;     That I am cheating Nature because I want to stay;     Of course I cannot run a race as I did years ago,     But I can use my fingers and many stitches sew.     Of course Iím not the lively kid that I was years ago     Nobody would believe it, if you told them, so you know.     But I can write a poem; and Iíll do it now; todayó     For tomorrow is uncertain; as uncertain as my stay.