Berkeley Springs High School - Arrowhead Yearbook (Berkeley Springs, WV)

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 THE WARM SPRING ECHOES 3u Utentnrtam “Why should our tears in sorrow flow. When God recalls his own. And bids them leave a world of woe For an immortal crown?” As we wait and watch with our loved ones as they pass down the valley, to us it seems tragic, but for the departing one it is a glorious triumph as he leaves this world of sin. and enters his Father’s house. Thus it was with Professor Jay Newton Fries, who closed his eyes in death on January 24, 1929. Death was due to a stroke of paralysis from which he had suffered three days. Professor Fries was a native of Frederick County, Virginia. During his earlier life he united with the United Brethren Church, later became an ordained minister and a member of the Virginia Conference, to which he remained faithful until his death. He was very much interested in the educa- tional field of his church, helping found the Shenandoah College at Dayton. Va. He served there as an instructor for twenty-five years. The remainder of the time he taught in West Virginia, until two years ago when his health compelled him to retire from the service. He spent 28 years of his life in Berkeley Springs, four years serving as Principal of Mt. Wesley (1900-1904). During his life he was loved and respected by all who knew him. For several years he served as County Surveyor, and was very proficient in this work. After retiring from active service in the schools, he gave private instruction to numerous students. He always advocated improvement in our school system, and was always ready to aid the school in any way. While at Shenandoah College he instructed men who are now nationally known, and have become leaders in their professions. His duty on earth is completed, and his spirit has returned Home, but his influence remains with his many friends who loved him. He was a good husband, a gentle father, a true and honorable citizen, who always performed his duty. As a Christian he was faithful. His body was laid away at rest, in Greenway Cemetery, to await the trumpet call of the judgment day.