Robert McEwan, Gordon's Grandfather part 2

Sadly Robert McEwan, Gordon's grandfather died when a young man. Here is the story as Gordon has written it: "One night Robert was returning home and lulled by the silence of the land and the quiet rhythm of the democrat wheels, he fell asleep. The fast travelling horse startled by the reflection of the moon in a large puddle by the side of the road shied sharply to one side with the result the sleeping driver was catapulted over the wheel of the vehicle and landed on the gravelly surface of the road causing severe lacerations and bruises to his face.
Some time after that he began to have physical problems and when the doctor diagnosed his ailment as cancer of the jaw a terrible pall must have settled over the family. A portion of his jawbone was removed but one year later he passed away leaving his gritty widow, three children and fifty acres without his strength and guidance." That was in 1893 when Robert was 43 years old. This picture must have been taken shortly before his death when they all knew that he was dying.