Am.  Jour.  Pharm. 
July,  1917. 
Obituary. 
337 
Funeral  services  were  held  from  the  late  residence,  at  1907 
Washtenaw  avenue,  Ann  Arbor,  Sunday,  June  3.  Interment  was 
in  Forest  Hill  Cemetery,  Ann  Arbor. 
Just  at  the  noontide  of  his  life,  when  his  brilliant  pharmaceu- 
tical ability  had  become  universally  recognized,  with  well-earned 
honors  accumulating  more  and  more  rapidly,  his  children  budding 
into  young  manhood  and  womanhood  and  his  host  of  friends  ever 
widening  and  becoming  more  endeared  to  him,  Dr.  Schlotterbeck 
was  summoned  to  the  Final  Analysis. 
In  the  crucible  of  life  must  be  compounded  both  joy  and  sorrow, 
love  and  loss.   So  all  must  feel  who  knew  him. 
To  associate  with  Dr.  Schlotterbeck  was  always  a  pleasure  and  a 
gain.  His  friends  of  classroom,  post  college  days,  scientific  societies 
and  among  the  pharmaceutical  manufacturers  considered  it  ever  a 
pleasure  to  cultivate  his  society  and  learn  from  the  precepts  emanating 
from  his  masterly  mind. 
His  departure  left  a  sense  of  vacancy,  realization  that  an  excep- 
tional teacher,  a  profound  scientist  and  an  admirable  man  had  left 
an  empty  chair. 
Probably  no  characteristic  of  this  man — called  after  five  months 
of  almost  continued  suffering,  from  laboratory  and  friend  and 
hearth  and  classroom  to  that  land  from  whose  bourne  no  traveler 
returns — stood  out  in  more  bold  relief  than  loyalty. 
And  not  only  was  he  loyal  in  every  deed  and  thought,  but  he 
engendered  the  spirit  of  this  quality  in  all  with  whom  he  came  in 
close  contact. 
The  faculty  and  students  of  the  University  of  Michigan  ever 
took  pride  in  asserting  their  staunch  loyalty  to  this  man  of  science 
and  thousands  will  always  be  loyal  to  his  memory  as  they  meditate 
on  the  rude  stroke  of  the  reaper,  which  cutting  down  this  virile  life 
at  its  zenith  also  struck  heart  blows  felt  from  farm  to  teeming 
metropolis,  from  desert  span  to  ocean  waste. 
Dr.  Schlotterbeck  was  a  home  man — the  passion  of  science  never 
built  a  barrier  between  him  and  his  fireside. 
Platitude  and  epigram  anent  the  passing  of  the  loved  and  lost 
from  the  fertile  valley  of  life,  beyond  the  barren  great  divide  of 
eternity,  find  no  place  in  a  memoriam  to  Dr.  Schlotterbeck ;  his  loss 
calls  from  every  member  of  his  great  family  of  students,  coworkers 
and  friends  a  spontaneous  tribute.  And  that  tribute  in  tears,  in 
words,  and  in  thought,  is  paid  by  all  those  who  knew  him  well. 
