| The Last Years
Towards the end of his life, Waterton was
still as active as he had been in the past. He continued to hold
on to his eccentricities and unusual practices. He unjustly accused
himself of the murder of his young wife who had died in childbirth.
His self imposed penance was to never again sleep in a bed.
In May 1865 on one of his brisk walks around
the grounds of his hall, Waterton caught his foot in a bramble and fell
heavily against a log. The fall seems to have caused internal damage,
for Waterton's condition worsened and his son Edmund, in attendance of
Pope Pius IX in Rome, was contacted. A telegram arrived from Rome
bringing a Benediction from the Holy Father, but as the Squire's condition
worsened, Canon Richard Browne the chaplain was sent for and he adminstered
the last rites. He died on May 27th.
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Waterton's Funeral
Illustrated London News 17th June 1865
Courtesy:
Illustrated London News Picture Library
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Waterton's funeral had been pre-arranged
by the man himself. For the first and last time a Requiem High Mass
was sung in Walton Hall. The bishop of Beverley officiated with no
fewer than fourteen priests, including Father Baron the Jesuit superior
of St Austin's. A funeral procession set off down the lake consisting
of a number of barges followed by mourners on the lakeside. Waterton
was laid to rest at a place of his own choosing between two oak trees.
St Austin's had lost a well-loved parishioner,
but there was something to remember him by should it ever be needed.
In addition to the many donations and other forms of patronage he had offered
over the years, Waterton also made another special gift. A silver
Chalice and Paten was his donation to the parish and continues to be treasured.
For those critics who continued to accuse
Waterton of being too eccentric, a friend had the following words:
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was perhaps eccentric to have a strong religious faith and act upon it...to
dine upon crust and give all to the poor...to give bountifully and never
allow his name to appear in a subscription list... to be childlike but
never childish. We might...safely say that the world would
be much better than it is if such eccentricity were more common."
J.G.
Wood
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