October 25, 1915
In Saturday’s “Football Echo” I gave a hint of the impending death of poor Tom Gracie, a soldier and a man. He was greatly liked in our city, although he failed to fulfill the promise he held out in his Scottish games. He came to us as Scotland’s reserve player in the last big international at Goodison Park.
Everton had signed him on from Greenock, and big things were expected of him. Many many times he showed a touch of highest class football but he always had bad fortune, and once had a bad injury to keep his ill-luck company. He was not anxious to leave Everton at one time, as he was anxious to show them that he could play. Later he formed one of the links in a remarkable swopping deal between the local clubs.
He and Will Lacey were transferred to Liverpool, Everton getting Harold Uren and a sum of money in return. Even when with Liverpool Gracie only occasionally gave signs of his true game, and it wasn’t until he returned to his own land that he found his long lost form. Then he became a regular scorer and a capital forward.
When war broke out he, like others of the Hearts team, joined the forces, and was soon promoted to the rank of corporal. Contracting a chill while in training, Gracie became gradually worse, and on Saturday morning I knew it was impossible for him to recover.
He lost a brother in the great advance at Loos, and now he, poor fellow, has gone to his rest. Gracie was one of nature’s gentlemen, and his sudden demise causes me to lose a true friend.
(Source: Liverpool Echo: October 25, 1915)