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Allen,
Heman Allen
Source:
Spirit of Democracy May 19, 1852
Heman Allen, formerly American Minister to
the
Allen,
Lewis Allen
Published
Spirit of Democracy Jan. 14, 1852
Died
- On Friday evening last, at the residence of his father in Seneca township,
Mr. Lewis Allen, aged about 21
years. The deceased was a very amiable
and pious young man, and leaves a large circle of friends to mourn their sad
bereavement.
Allen, Lewis Allen
Spirit of Democracy,
Died—On Friday evening last, at the residence of his father
in Seneca township, Mr. Lewis Allen, aged 21 years.
The deceased was a very amiable and pious young man, and
leaves a large circle of friends to mourn their sad bereavement.
Andrews, George Andrews
Spirit of Democracy,
Near
Barbour, John Barbour
Daniels, Joseph Daniels
West, John West
Atherton, Edward Atherton
Stull, William Stull
Spirit of Democracy,
Editor Spirit of Democracy:
The mail steam pocket boat Buckeye Belle, from Marietta to
Zanesville, burst both her boilers in Beverly lock, Muskingum river, at 4
o’clock P. M., last evening.
The killed were, so far as known, are: John Barbour, of
Badly injured—Captain Hahn, Whisen Clerk, probably dead,
Calvin Stull, Senator C. C. Covey and Edward Blackmore and many others, names
not known.
The accident is attributable to gross carelessness.
After the above was received, the following letter from S.
B. Robinson, Esq., reached us:
James R. Morris, Esq.
Dear Sir—The Steamboat Buckeye Bell blew up in our Canal
this evening, and Mr. Okey, (Your member of the Legislature) was on board and
is scalded, he thinks badly; but we think it is not dangerous. I write lest the report might reach his
family worse than it is.
As far as ascertained there are 7 killed, 1 since dead, 4
or 5 missing, and 12 or 15 scalded.
Mr. Covey, our Senator, had his leg broken. Mr. Bartlett,
our Representative, is scalded slightly. Ladies and children all safe.
Mr. Okey will be well taken care of. We will write again.
In haste
yours
S. B.
Robinson
Beach, Mrs. John Beach
Spirit of Democracy,
On the same day [September 1, 1852], of the same disease
[dysentery], MRS. _____BEACH, relict of John Beach of this township.
Beck,
Mr. Beck
Source:
Spirit of Democracy December 22, 1852
Explosion of the Magnet. - Boats which
arrived from below yesterday confirmed the account we published yesterday of
the disastrous explosion of the steamer Magnet. A boat passed up yesterday with
the body of the unfortunate pilot, Abner Long, of
Brown, Ethan Allen Brown
Spirit of Democracy,
Gov. Brown, accompanied by
his niece, Miss Symmes, reached our city on last Saturday, for the purpose of
attending the Democratic State Convention. He was in fine health and spirits.
On the organization of the Convention, he was selected as one of the Vice
Presidents and took his seat as such. Throughout the day, he participated in
the proceedings, and in the afternoon, made a few remarks in relation to one of
the resolutions. On returning to the Convention in the evening, he stumbled and
fell over an obstruction near the State House, and injured his hand, which bled
freely.
We saw him as he entered the
Hall, with the handkerchief around his hand. He took his seat, but feeling
unwell, he retired and returned to his lodgings at the Capital House. His hand
continuing to bleed, Dr. Means was sent for to dress the wound. In a few
minutes afterwards he fainted, but was soon again restored to consciousness,
and at the request of the Doctor, he laid down on the bed. In a few moments,
afterwards, his features assumed a rigid appearance, and life was almost
instantly extinct. The cause of his death is supposed to have been hemorrhage,
occasioned by the bursting of a blood vessel.
Gov. Brown was a native of
After having completed a regular collegiate education, he
emigrated to the west and commenced the practice of the law at
Governor Brown was never
married. He leaves no brothers, and but one sister, fourteen years older than
himself, and who since his retirement from office, lived with him. He was a man
widely known and universally respected. Of great integrity of character and
honesty of purpose, in all his official acts, he looked not to the expediency
but to the right. A devoted friend of Gen. Cass, the companion of his youth, he
came to the Convention with a sincere and honest desire to oppose anything that
might prejudice the claims of his friend to the Presidency. He was unanimously
chosen a delegate to the National Convention for the State at large. At the
opening of the Convention he was full of life, and health, and hope; at its
close, he was in the cold, he was in the cold and leaden arius of death.
Buchanan, Samuel Buchanan 2nd obit
Spirit of Democracy,
Mr. Editor: I do not intend to transgress on your time with
a long obituary notice; but the death of SAMUEL BUCHANAN , a young man of
This young man was beginning to develop his attractions in
loveliness and pleasantness of temper, in industry and unabated assiduity in
business, when that grim messenger Death, struck him down, with that weapon,
dysentery, which he has used so unsparingly among us. He was our Sabbath School
Librarian, (No. 1, Summit Tp.) and faithfully and attentively did he perform
his duty in that station.—
This loss will be severely felt in our
He delighted to converse with heavenly minded saints below;
we hope that Jesus has removed him to converse and associate with them in a
higher sphere. The Saviour said unto his disciples, “What thou knowest not now
thou shalt know hereafter.” C.
Buchanan, Samuel Buchanan
Spirit of Democracy,
In
Campbell, Sarah Campbell nee Taggart
Spirit of Democracy,
Died—Near Hickory, Washington Co.,
The subject of this notice in early life dedicated herself to
the God of her Fathers and became a member of the Presbyterian Church, in the
communion of which, up to the hour of her death, she sustained the character of
a consistent and devoted Christian. Her natural disposition was emphatically
that of amiability and sweetness. Naturally modest and unassuming, yet she was
free to communicate with all who visited her in her affliction. Her views in
Christ and his cross were bright and cheering, and her confidence were bright
and cheering, and her confidence in Jesus waxed stronger and stronger as she
approached the
She was asked by one a few days before her death if she had
not become wearied and tired of her afflictions. She replied with a sweet
smile, “I long to get home. But I know that as soon as Jesus thinks it best he
will take me home, and I willingly wait his time!”
On the Sabbath previous to her death, the Lord’s Supper was
administered in the Church of which her husband is the Pastor. She was heard to
say to him, when he returned, “You and I sat there together at the last
communion; but I will not any more eat and drink it new in my Father’s
kingdom.” Thus comforted and buoyed up with the hope of a grievous immortality
she humbly lay like a little child at the feet of her Savior awaiting her
appointed time. At length the death knell was sounded. She seemed to know the
voice. She was ready, and exclaimed, “My Brother is here;” and her happy spirit
took its flight.
In the decease of Mrs. Campbell society has lost one of its
loveliest members—the Church of Christ, one of its brightest ornaments—her two
little children, an affectionate mother; and her sorrowing lonely companion,
will ever feel the desolation of his hearth and home, occasioned by her
departure, and the want of her counsels and smiles in the various duties of his
calling. COM
Clay, Henry Clay
2nd obit
Spirit of Democracy,
The following proceedings were had in Congress in memory of
Henry Clay, whose death we announced in our last: Washington, June 30
SENATE—Mr. Underwood rose and announced the death of his
illustrious colleague, Henry Clay. He read an eloquent, interesting, and
feeling sketch of the life services, last illness and death of Henry Clay. He
said that on Sabbath morning last, Mr. Clay said to him, there may be some
question arise where my remains shall be put. Some persons may designate
RESOLVED, That a committee of six be appointed by the
President of the Senate to take order for superintending the funeral of Henry
Clay, late a member of this body, which will take place tomorrow at 12 o’clock,
meridian, and that the Senate will attend the same.
RESOLVED, That the members of the Senate, from a sincere
desire of showing every mark of respect to the memory of the deceased, will go
into mourning for one month by the usual mode of wearing crape on the left arm.
RESOLVED, As a further mark of respect entertained by the
Senate for the memory of Henry Clay, and his long and distinguished services to
his country, that his remains, in pursuance of the known wishes of his family,
be removed to the place of sepulture selected by himself at Lexington, Kentucky,
in charge of the Sergeant-at-Arms, and attended by a committee of six Senators,
to be appointed by the President of the Senate, who shall have full power to
carry this resolution into effect.
RESOLVED,That as an additional mark of respect to the
memory of the deceased, the Senate do now adjourn.
Clay, Henry Clay
Spirit of Democracy,
Just as our paper was about to go to press, we received, by
telegraph, the melancholy tidings, of the death of HENRY CLAY, of
He died at
Thus has been snatched from time into eternity one of the
greatest men of this or any other age. The event was not unlooked for. For
months past he has been gradually sinking.
The dispatches say that his death was peaceful and without
pain.
We have no room for further remarks to-day.
Clegg, John Clegg
Spirit of Democracy,
Died—On Monday morning,
The deceased has left a wife and eleven children to mourn
their irreparable loss. He was born in
It is worthy of remark that Mr. Clegg has always bourne an
irreproachable character. In his business transactions he was strictly an
honest man; as a husband kind and affectionate—as a father, indulgent and
tender—as a neighbor esteemed and beloved by all who knew him; never was the
needy turned from his door without having their wants supplied. He had never
attached himself to any branch of the Church, but was a firm believer in God
and had made arrangements a short time previous to his death, to join in
communion with the Presbyterian Church.
During his short, but very severe illness, not a murmur
escaped his lips; between life and death he seemed to have no choice; “not my
will, but thine, O God, be done,” seemed to be the language of his soul, thus,
with a calm and firm reliance on the merits of the Redeemer, he resigned his
spirit to its original giver, with a bright prospect of a glorious immortality
in the morning of the resurrection.
Clingan, Jane Clingan
Spirit of Democracy,
Died—Near this place on Tuesday last, of dysentery, JANE,
daughter of Robert and Elisabeth Clingan, aged 4 years.
Colledge, Samuel James Colledge
Spirit of Democracy,
Died—In Clarksburgh,
James Colledge, son of Rev.
Wm. Colledge, in the 21st year of his age.
The deceased had left his home in
It seems but a few days, and is but a few months at most,
since the deceased, in the full enjoyment of life’s choicest blessing—health,
was here on a visit among his friends, to whom he was endeared by his amiable,
frank and noble nature, and who will deeply deplore his death.
“Leaves have their time to fall,
And
flowers to wither at the north wind’s breath,
And stars
to set—but all—
Thou
hast all seasons for thine own, O. Death!”
Colledge, Sarah Colledge
Spirit of Democracy,
Died—In Westmoreland County, Pa., on Sunday, June 27, Mrs.
Sarah, wife of the Rev. Wm. Colledge, aged about 58 years.
Although the deceased had been in feeble health for some
time, yet the news of the death for some time, yet the news of the death of a
beloved son, whose decease was chronicled a few weeks ago, no doubt hastened
her final departure. “Truly it is written, in the midst of life we are in
death;” and how solemn and appropriate the admonition, “Be ye also ready.” Who
can appreciate or know the full force voice, which stayed our childhood’s
erring footsteps, is hushed in death? Whose loving counsel and gentle admonitions
is no longer heard forever.
The deceased lived a
Christian and died with an unwavering hope of inheritance and a crown in
Heaven. Her remains were taken to
Cooper, Charlotte Cooper
Spirit of Democracy,
Died—In this place, on the 9th inst., CHARLOTTE,
daughter of William and Mahala Cooper, aged about 15 months.
Coulter, Mr. Coulter
Spirit of Democracy,
Judge Coulter, of the Supreme
bench in
Craig, John Craig
Spirit of Democracy,
On Wednesday last [August 11,
1852] of dysentery, John, son of William and Eliza Craig, of this place, in the
8th year of his age.
Cronin, Michael Cronin
Spirit of Democracy,
In
Darr, Abraham Darr
Spirit of Democracy,
From papers found on his person, his name is supposed to
have been Abraham Darr. Two hundred and fifty dollars in cash, a gold watch and
chain were found on his person.
Verdict of Coroner’s jury—came to his death from the
infirmity and debility of old age.
Davis, Ruth Davis
Spirit of Democracy,
In this place, on the 2d inst., of the same disease
[dysentery], RUTH, wife of Mr. Robert Davis, aged 63 years.
Died in Malaga Twp. of
scarlet fever Saturday last, Eliza Jane, only d/o John A. & Sarah Ann
Morris 3y, 6m
Dixon,
Patrick Dixon
Source:
Spirit of Democracy November 10, 1852
Drowned - We understand that the Coroner’s
inquest was held on the body of Patrick Dixon, found in the river, near
Durkee, Almeda Durkee
Spirit of Democracy,
Died—On the –inst. at Clarington in this county, Mrs.
Almeda, wife of Charles Durkee.
Eddy, Elizabeth Eddy
Spirit of Democracy,
Died—On the 2d inst. at her residence in the township, of
dysentery, Mrs. Elizabeth Eddy, wife of Michael Eddy in the 50th
year of her age.
Elrod, William Elrod
Spirit of Democracy,
On Tuesday morning, the 10th inst., of
dysentery, William Elrod of
Feller, Henry Feller
Spirit of Democracy,
FATAL CASUALTY—The reception of Gen. Scott, yesterday, was
attended with one of the melancholy events too often occurring on such
occasions.
A man named Henry Feller, attached to the cannon and acting
as gunner, was so badly injured by a premature discharge, that he died a short
time after the accident. His left arm was rent from the socket, and his side
and face extremely mangled. Mr. Feller was a blacksmith of excellent character,
having a wife and family of helpless children dependent on him for raiment and
daily food.
Another man, whose name we have learned, was also much
hurt, but we are glad to learn there are fair prospects for his recovery.—Ohio
Statesman, Sep. 20.
Fleming, Jedidiah G. Fleming
Spirit of Democracy,
Died—On yesterday (
For a long-time past the deceased has been afflicted with a
cancer in his left side, which has at length terminated his existence.
He leaves a wife and three small children to mourn this
afflictive dispensation. But they sorrow not as those without hope. Mr. F. was,
for a number of years past, a worthy and acceptable member of the Presbyterian
Church.
Fleming, William Scott Fleming
Spirit of Democracy,
Died—On Sunday morning last William Scott, son of Jedidiah
G. (lately deceased) and Hannah Fleming, aged 10 months and 23 days.
Forward,
Hon. Walter Forward
Source:
Spirit of Democracy December 8, 1852
Hon. Walter Forward, of
Gray, Mary Gray
Spirit of Democracy,
Died—On Thursday last [
Green, Thomas Green
Spirit of Democracy,
In this township, on the 11th inst., of the same
disease [dysentery], THOMAS, son of Wm. R. Green, aged about 2 years and three
months.
Hall,
Hugh Hall
Published
Spirit of Democracy Jan. 28, 1852
Mr.
Hugh Hall residing three miles north of St. Clairsville, was drowned Saturday
evening last, while going home from town.
Ti appears that as he was crossing the creek, he fell from his horse and
received some injury from the fall, which prevented him from getting out of the
water, and he was drowned.
Chronicle
Hall,
Mr. Hugh Hall
Source:
Spirit of Democracy January 28, 1852
Mr. Hugh Hall residing three miles north of
St. Clairsville, was drowned on Saturday evening last, while going home from
town. It appears that as he was crossing the creek, he fell from his horse and
received some injury from the fall, which prevented him from getting out of the
water, and he was drowned. - Chronicle.
Hedding,
Bishop Hedding
Source:
Spirit of Democracy April 21, 1852
The funeral of Bishop Hedding took place on
Monday, at
Henthorn, Mary Jane Henthorn
Spirit of Democracy,
On Wednesday, the 18th inst, of dysentery, MARY
JANE, daughter of William and Margaret Henthorn, of this place, aged 1 year, 3
months and 11 days.
Highfield, George Highfield
Spirit of Democracy,
The N. Y. Christian Advocate, of Thursday last, contains
the following:
“ Rev. George Highfield, of the British Wesleyan
Conference, the oldest Methodist preacher in the world ceased his lengthened
pilgrimage near
He was called into the
ministry by Mr. Wesley in 1785, and continued to travel until 1825 when the
state of his health compelled him to become a super-numerary; but he still
labored in the pulpit and on pastoral work until his strength entirely failed.
During the last four years
infirmities grew rapidly upon him; his memory failed him so that secular things
were nearly obliterated from it, but he could always recall portions of
scripture and hymns which had long been treasured there. The foreman of the day
before he died, he spent alone and was unusually happy. He was ninety-one years
old and had been in the ministry sixty seven years.
Hill, Russell Hill
Hill, Isaiah Hill
Chrisman, William Chrisman
Sellars, John Sellars
Spirit of Democracy,
DREADFUL TRANSACTION
The following are the particulars of one of the bloodiest
transactions ever recorded on the page of crime. We hoped it would turn out a
false rumor, but it is true! Would to heaven the press could be excused from
bruiting such intelligence abroad.
This horrid tragedy was enacted near Lancaster, Garrard
county,
A family of Hill’s, who reside in this county, were on very
unfriendly terms with John Sellars and William Chrisman, who were also
residents of this county. This hostile feeling had been in existence for some
considerable length of time, but was recently revived by a difficulty which is
said to have taken place a few weeks ago. In that difficulty it is stated that
Frederick Hill was waylaid by Sellars and Chrisman on the road from
Teetersville to Hills residence, knocked from his horse and severely beaten,
and left in that condition. Chrisman called upon Hill to pray and beg for life
whilst he was down, which Hill refused to do, saying that he had never done
either, and did not intend to do so then.
On Saturday the 13th inst, a company of the
Hills left their residence with their wagon for the purpose of moving some
person down the Creek. In going up Scott’s Fork, as they passed a tobacco house
on the side of the creek, adjoining the residence of Conkey John Warren, they
saw several guns passing between the dwelling and the tobacco house, but
pursued their way up the creek without any interruption. In the evening as they
were returning home the slaughter took place. The Hills numbered about eight.
The road run immediately by the tobacco house, the door of which was on the far
side from the road. On approaching this house, they discovered that since they
had passed in the morning the crack’s between the logs had been chined up and
small port-holes left. A piece of white cotton cloth was tied to the limb of a
tree in front of the house. Those of the Hills who were in the company were
Russell, Isaiah, Frederick, John Jr., William, James, Jesse, and Dr. O. Hill
who had fallen in with them. Before they arrived at the point of the road
nearest the house, Dr. Hill told them he was satisfied there was danger in
passing the tobacco house and advised them to leave the road and go around
another way. This they refused to do—Russell saying that it was a public
road—free to all, and that he intended to travel it whenever he pleased. Then
they proceeded until they had arrived in front of the house, when the report of
a rifle arrested their progress.
A shot fired from the house had mortally wounded Russell
Hill, who was behind. Several of the company then turned and ran back to him.
Russell, who had fallen, perceiving them, remarked they had killed him and told
them to do all they could. Dr. Hill told them to charge the house instantly or
they would all be killed. A charge was then made upon the house, during which
time, the balls of the rifles were continually pouring from the port-holes.
Isaiah Hill, who led the way, was met near the door by John Sellars, who
discharged a rifle at his breast which killed Hill in a few moments. Frederick
Hill then rushed forward and was met at the door by William Chrisman, who
presented a pistol at his breast, the pistol missing fire. Chrisman struck Hill
in the face with the barrel. Hill then clenched Chrisman, and he commenced
begging for his life—saying that he had told Hill to beg and pray when he had
him in his power, and he now begged and prayed for Hill to spare him. Hill
observed that he had better call upon God for mercy, for he (Hill) had no mercy
then. Hill then plunged a bowie knife into Chrisman’s breast several times.
Chrisman was literally cut to pieces. Sellars, after killing Isaiah Hill at the
door, attempted to run around a tobacco hogshead or cask of some description
near the house, and in attempting to discharge a rifle at some one of the
company near, was shot by a son of Isaiah Hill, in the body. He then started to
retreat, and after getting some thirty or more steps, was again shot in the
back part of his head by a small boy. The shot brought him to the ground when
the boy approached him and discharged five shots from a revolver, each of which
penetrated his brain.
Two other men were in the house with Sellars and Chrisman
at the time of the attack, one by the name of Alverson, and the other Samuel; a
brother of John Sellars. Alverson’s hand was nearly taken off by a rifle shot
from the Hills, and he will probably loose his arm. Samuel Sellars was struck
by a ball without patching from a rifle but was not hurt. These two persons, it
is said, made their escape some time during the heat of the conflict and
secreted themselves in the dwelling house of
When Isaiah Hill was shot, he remarked to his son, ‘they
have killed your father, and I want you to kill the man that did it.” His son
then met Sellars and told him that he had killed his father, and immediately
shot him.
A woman who was present
during the engagement called loudly for a pistol or knife, to assist the Hills.
“Thus ended one of the bloodiest tragedies we have ever
heard or read of.
Hixon, Hiram Columbus Hixon
Spirit of Democracy,
On Monday morning last, [
“Thy darling waits for thee in robes of light,
And
when with life’s conflict thou hast striven,
When dim
thine eyes, in Death’s unconscious night—
Awaking thou shalt find him thine in Heaven.
Hughes, Mrs. Benjamin Hughes
Spirit of Democracy,
Died—Near Stafford, on Saturday last, of dysentery,
Mrs.______
Hughes, wife of Benjamin
Hughes, aged about 35 years.
Hukill, Frederick Hukill
Spirit of Democracy,
On the 1st inst., of the same disease
[dysentery], FREDERICK HUKILL, of this township, aged 73 years.
Jackson, Mary Jackson
Spirit of Democracy,
In this township, on the same day [
Thus has death called to his cold embrace another venerable
mother. Her large circle of relatives and acquaintances mourn the loss of a
kind and affectionate wife, mother and friend.
Jackson, Young daughter Jackson
Spirit of Democracy,
Of the same disease [dysentery], on Wednesday last, [
James, Henry C. James
Spirit of Democracy,
Died—At his residence in Centre Wheeling, Va., on Saturday
evening, November 20th, of typhoid fever, Henry C. James, formerly
of this township, aged 52 years and 11 days.
When pious friends are laid in the grave, the Christian
mourner does not seek to assuage his grief in cold and cruel forgetfulness of
the departed. His sense of bereavement is often deep, but his is a chastened
sorrow which the bleeding heart loves to cherish. He has heard a voice from
Heaven, saying: “Blessed are the dead that die in the Lord,” and thus divinely
assured of their present and permanent bliss, his stricken heart finds a sweet
relief from the bitterness of grief in its cherished recollection of the past.
All the mild virtues and excellencies of character possessed by the loved ones,
who have been taken away, are still garnered up in the memory, and we dwell
upon them not as lost treasure, or forms of beauty which have been marred and
dashed in ruins by the ruthless invader, but as imperishable wealth purged from
dross and forever secure, “where neither moth nor rust doth corrupt, and where
thieves do not break through nor steal.”
Brother James united himself with the M. E. Church some twenty-five years ago, of
which he remained an acceptable member until his happy spirit took its flight
to join the happier Church in Heaven. He was for some four or five years a
citizen of this county, and in the spring of 1848 took up his residence in
`Our brother the heaven hath gained,
Outflying the tempest and rain,
His rest he hath sooner obtained,
And left his companions behind,
Still tossed on a sea of distress,
Hard toiling to make the blest shore,
Where all is assurance and peace,
And sorrow and sin are no more.
Jeffries, John Jeffreis
Spirit of Democracy,
Died—On Wednesday last, [
Johnson, Henry Johnson
Spirit of Democracy,
In
The early history of the deceased is a part of the history of
our country. Scarcely a child throughout the length and breadth of our land but
has been taught the story of the singular courage and daring of the two little
brothers John and Henry Johnson, in killing two Indians on Short Creek, in
Jefferson county, Ohio, by whom they had been taken prisoners.
Henry Johnson, whose death we are called upon to record,
was the younger of the two brothers. A few years only have elapsed since we
published an account of their adventure taken from the lips of the deceased.
The remains of Mr. Johnson were brought to this place and
interred by the side of his wife, whose death we recorded but three weeks ago.
A few years at most and all the pioneers of this western
country will have passed away.
Johnston, Letitia Johnston
Spirit of Democracy,
In
Jones, John Jones
2nd obit
Spirit of Democracy,
Died—At his residence on Sunfish in this County, on Thursday,
12th inst., at
The subject of the above notice was one of the early
settlers of the State of
The writer knew not of his first companion, but it is said
that she possessed and practiced all those virtues which are calculated to
render woman lovely and estimable. His second—fond memory and the recollection
of her kindness, her philantrophy, her patient endurance of long suffering; dry
up the fountain of words and a thrill of emotion, coursing its way upon every
nervous filament, declaring that she was all that woman should be, is a more
adequate description than a volumn of words.
And she who is now left as a relict to mourn the loss of
this best of men, has certainly manifested all the Christian virtues in her
care and attendance upon her aged companion. Tho’ her path through life has
been one of much sorrow and suffering, we humbly trust that her last days may
be full of joy and happiness, and her present grief be converted into
everlasting
Joy by Him who tempers the
“wind to the shorn lamb.”
The deceased was early appointed to fill the office of
Associate Judge; which seat he continued to occupy to the entire satisfaction
of his friends for a serious [sic-series] of years. In all the various
relations of life he commanded the respect and retained the confidence of all
who knew him. An affectionate husband, a kind father, a good citizen, a
philanthropist, and one whose soul ever melted at the sound of distress; whose
eye glistened with the tear of sympathy for sorrow, whose charitable palm was
ever opened to the suffering, whose ear was ever open to the lamentation of the
poor, and whose voice was ever heard in defense of the weak and oppressed, has
been stricken down, not in the vigor of youth, but full of years, full of
honor, and full of the affections of all who knew him.
His name will be cherished by us who have shared his
affections, who have been dried up by his words of sympathy and consolation,
whose wants have been supplied by his munificence, and whose rights have been
maintained by his power, not only until it is chiseled in the Marble Slab that
covers his earthy remains; but it will be remembered and cherished by us long
after it has been enrolled amongst the brightest inheritors of Heaven.
Sunfish, August 15th, 1852 O’C.
Jones, John Jones
Spirit of Democracy,
On the 12th inst. John Jones, in the 79th
year of his age.
Obituary next week.
Lawrence, G. W Lawrence
Spirit of Democracy,
On the death of Dr. Lawrence by A Friend
Yes, thou art gone, forever gone—
Nip’d in the early bloom
Nor could the art of man
defend
Thy body from the tomb.
.
O! cruel death, why hast thou
past
So many others by;
Thy icy mantle o`er him cast,
Say, tyrant, tell me why?
.
Was it because his virtuous
mind
Was to serene and pure.
To longer be on earth
confined,
Or of its ills endure!
.
Was it to make his kindred
weep
Or give his friends to know,
That down in they long silent
sleep,
They all on earth must go?
.
Was it to show thy sovereign
power,
Must ever be obey’d.
At those command the opening
flower
Must in a moment fade?
.
But tyrant, know what e`er
the cause,
Of thy approach might be,
To him a happy change it was,
He triump’d over thee.
.
O yes, it cannot be denied,
He own’d his Savior’s name.
And to his friends at the
bedside
His power did proclaim.
.
Yes, thou art gone, forever
gone,
Unto
the courts above,
Thy spotless soul is now
array’d
In robes of peace and love.
.
Truly to thee, death had no
sting,
Thy Saviour bid thee come;
Death could by thy salvation
bring,
For Jesus took thee home.
.
Then O! ye friends and
kindred nigh,
No more his death bemoan;
But let us all prepare to die
In Christ, as he has done.
[submitter’s note** later
obituary states his name as G. W. Lawrence]
Lawrence, G. W. Lawrence 2nd obit
Spirit of Democracy,
Died—After a long illness, at the residence of his father,
in
The subject of this notice was a young man of great
promise—was amiable and gentle in all his ways, and had just entered upon the
duties of his profession, with every prospect of success. But, alas! All his
earthly schemes were frustrated, and the hopes of his many friends blasted in
their very budding. Death—ruthless death—had selected him as his victim, and
there was no alternative.
About a month before his departure, feeling that he was
fast sinking, and having a desire to die at home, he returned to his father’s
house, sensible, as his letters show, of his danger, and of the importance of
preparing to meet that solemn event. A few days before his death he desired to
receive the ordinance of baptism; and after that sacrament had been
administered he became very tranquil and happy in mind—talked much about
Heaven, and seemed to long for the courts of God. When his father exhorted him
to trust in Jesus, he exclaimed, “Oh, he is precious to my soul! He has blessed
me! Death has no terrors now.” And when the last sad conflict came he
affectionately embraced his parents and brothers, bidding them a long farewell,
and inviting them to meet him where Moses and the Prophets were.
Thus our brother passed away, in the strength of his years,
without a struggle, in full hope of a blessed immortality. May, 1852
Lawrence, Sarah Ann Lawrence
Spirit of Democracy,
Died—On the 11th inst, at the residence of her
father, in Sunbury township, Sarah Ann, daughter of William and Mary Lawrence,
aged 16 years and 2 months.
Linigar, Margaret Ellen Liniger
Spirit of Democracy,
In this place, on Monday evening, the 23rd
inst., MARGARET ELLEN, daughter of Mary and John Liniger, aged about 10 months.
Lisk,
Abram Lisk
Source:
Spirit of Democracy January 5, 1853
On the night of Dec. 21, Abram Lisk, while
proceeding from
Long,
Abner Long
Source:
Spirit of Democracy December 22, 1852
Explosion of the Magnet. - Boats which
arrived from below yesterday confirmed the account we published yesterday of
the disastrous explosion of the steamer Magnet. A boat passed up yesterday with
the body of the unfortunate pilot, Abner Long, of
Lowe, George Lowe
Spirit of Democracy,
On Monday morning last [
M’Carty,
General Jonathan M’Carty
Source:
Spirit of Democracy May 19, 1852
General Jonathan M’Carty, formerly a Member
of Congress from
Martz, Ellen Martz
Spirit of Democracy,
John R. Martz, alias T. H. Smith, of whose doings we have
been trying to keep our readers advised has been arrested for stealing a silver
watch in Cannonsburg worth $30, while in the act of “ treating the whole
crowd,” and is now safely lodged in jail.
The young woman, Ellen Martz, who died in
McCamick, George McCamick
Spirit of Democracy,
FATAL AFFRAY
We learn, by verbal reports, that on Saturday, the 17th
inst., a fatal affray occurred in
It appears that a George McCamick had sworn in presence of
his family, that he would take the life of a Mr. Sisk, a neighbor; upon which
he left for Sisk’s with two heavily loaded pistols and a dirk in his
possession. When he reached Sisk’s, he went in the house and after some words
told Sisk that his life was in his hand and he meant to have it.
McCamick then presented a pistol at Sisk’s head and snapped
it twice without effect. Sisk seized a chair to defend himself with, which in
the scuffle was broken in pieces. McCamick then seized Sisk and dragged him out
of the house, and commenced beating him over the head with a pistol. Where upon
Mrs. Sisk caught up one of the broken chair posts and while McCamick was still
beating her husband, struck him one blow on the back of his head which killed
him instantly.
So little feeling had community for McCamick that he was
suffered to lie in the snow where he had fallen, from Saturday afternoon until
Wednesday morning.
Sisk is said to be not out of danger from the wounds
afflicted by McCamick. No cause has been assigned for the attempt of McCamick
to take the life of Sisk that in the least degree justified the act.
McCammon, Robert McCammon
Spirit of Democracy,
In
McCammon, Young son McCammon
Spirit of Democracy,
In
McComas, Thomas McComas
Spirit of Democracy,
On the 17th inst., in Sunsbury township, this
county, Thomas, youngest son of Gustavus and Delila McComas, aged about one
year.
McKeown, Arthur McKeown
Spirit of Democracy,
On Sunday last [
McMahon, Elisabeth McMahon
Spirit of Democracy,
In this place, on the same day [
McMahon,
Isaac E McMahon
Published
Spirit of Democracy Mar. 3, 1852
Died
- On the 27th ult., Isaac E. son of Thomas McMahon, Esq., in the 11th
year of his age.
McMahon, Isaac E. McMahon
Spirit of Democracy,
Died—On the 27th ult, Isaac E. son of Thomas
McMahon, Esq., in the 11th year of his age.
Mitchell, Thomas Mitchell
Spirit of Democracy,
At the residence of E. Ullom, Esq., in Perry township, in
this county, on the 1st inst, in the 81st year of his
age, Thomas Mitchell, sen., brother of Mrs. Wood, whose death is noticed above.
Morris,
Charles H. Morris
Source:
Spirit of Democracy June 23, 1852
Chas.
H. Morris was robbed of about $400 and murdered, near Mokelumne Hill
SOURCE:
Morris,
Eliza Jane Morris
Source:
Spirit of Democracy June 9, 1852
In
Morris, Henry Morris
SOURCE:
Henry Morris Died Monday
last, Henry, only s/o John A. & Sarah Ann Morris, 1y, 4m.
Morris,
Henry Morris
Source:
Spirit of Democracy June 9, 1852
On Monday morning last Henry, only son of
John A. and Sarah Ann Morris, aged 1 year and 4 months.
Morrow, Madison Morrow
Spirit of Democracy,
In this place, on the same day [
Morrow, Mr. Morrow
Spirit of Democracy,
A great man, because he was a good one—a patriot, because
he sought first the public welfare—and a statesman, who was engaged in all the
important public acts of Ohio—has gone to his rest, after a long, a useful and
an honorable life. From the birth of
Governor Morrow was a member of the Convention to form the
first Constitution in 1802. He became our first Representative in Congress in
1803; he was Senator from 1813 to 1819; Governor from 1822-1826; Canal
Commissioner subsequently; in Congress again about 1840-1842, and President of
the Little Miami Railroad Company till 1847.
In Congress he was Chairman of the Committee on Public
Lands, and member of the committee on claims.
In the public trusts committed to him, he was distinguished
for two sterling qualities, which have been rare among the race of public men,
who think that merit depends on professions—we mean strict integrity and strong
good sense.
No man ever knew him to swerve from the very line of
fidelity and integrity. No man ever knew him to substitute the fictions of
fancy for the dictates of reason and intelligence; he was no orator, and like
Moses was slow of speech; and like him too, could be relied upon for all that
he said. He was exactly unlike many of the frothy demagogues who now figure on
the public stage. They place their merit in public stage. They place their
merit in profession. He placed his in action.
It has been one of the peculiar advantages of
Ex-Governor died yesterday morning at his farm on the
Little Miami, in
Neal, Joseph Ray Neal
Spirit of Democracy,
On Thursday morning last, [
No
Name
Source:
Spirit of Democracy June 9, 1852
Found Drowned- The dead body of a man was
found at Isaac Thompson’s Landing, on the Ohio river, in Ohio township, on the
8th day of May last. When found the body was clothed in a
drab-flannel under shirt, two check shirts, dark cloth pants, and a plaid
pea-jacket. In the pockets of his clothing was found a large knife, a German
silver pencil case with pen knife attached, and a small pocket wallet
containing 94 cents in money. He was supposed to be 25 of 30 years of age, 5
feet 6 or 8 inches high, dark hair, blue eyes and a scar over his right eye.
After an inquest was held by the Coroner of
this county, the body was interred.
Okey, Hannah Jane Okey nee Smith 2nd obit
Spirit of Democracy,
Wife of Mr. Jeremiah Okey, and the only child of Mr.
Japheth and Mrs. Anne Smith, departed this life on
Hannah Jane, though naturally possessed of
great amiability of character, and favored with early religious instruction,
had not, up to the time of her sickness, embraced with her whole heart that
Saviour whose conduct her own life so strongly imitated, especially in the exhibition
of the social virtues of obedience to and respect for her parents, with an
untiring attention and kindness to her husband and children, in all which she
was an example.
It is pleasant to record the
fact, however, that in her last sickness, which was that of dysentery, she did,
with her whole soul, seek and obtain pardon through the blood of Christ, and
the clearest evidence of her acceptance with God, by the direct witness of the
Holy Spirit—So full were her joys, that on the last day of her life she called
the family to her bedside, and exhorted them to meet her in Heaven. She threw
her arms around her father’s neck and begged him to try to meet her in Heaven;
(may the Lord give him grace to obey the exhortation) and with those sweet
words still lingering on her quivering lips, she gently breathed away her
spirit into the bosom of God, her Saviour, to drink the pleasure there, leaving
her aged and much bereaved parents to finish their pilgrimage in this
troublesome world of childless.
She has left a kind and
affectionate husband with seven little motherless children to mourn their loss.
Thus has passed away an obedient child, an affectionate wife, and a loving
mother.
Her corpse was taken to the M. E. Church and a sermon
preached by the writer to a large and attentive audience.
JAS.
J. McILYAR
Woodsfield, Sept. 11th, 1852
Okey, Hannah Okey nee Smith
Spirit of Democracy,
In this place, on the 4th inst, of the same
disease [dysentery], HANNAH, wife of Mr. Jeremiah Okey, and daughter of Mr.
Japheth Smith, aged 35 years.
[obituary notice next week]
Okey, Hannah Okey nee Weir
Spirit of Democracy,
Near this place, on Wednesday last [September 22, 1852], of
the same disease [dysentery], Mrs. Hannah, wife of Col. C. Okey, aged 65 years
and 2 months.
The deceased was born in
Okey, James Franklin Okey
Spirit of Democracy,
On Thursday last [
Thus another lovely and innocent being is no more. Death,
the pale messenger, has beckoned him silently away; and only those whose
misfortune it was to lose him, know him much purity, how much gentleness has
passed from this to a happier world. But their loss is his gain, and
“There is a voice which sorrows hears,
When heaviest weighs life’s galling chain;
`Tis heaven that whispers, “Dry thy tears!
The pure in heart shall meet again!” COM
Okey,
Sarah Emeretta Okey
Published
Spirit of Democracy Jan. 14, 1852
- On
the 9th inst., in this township, Sarah Emeretta, daughter of Walker
and Jane Okey, aged 5 years.
Okey, Sarah Emeretta Okey
Spirit of Democracy,
On the 9th inst, in this township, Sarah
Emeretta, daughter of Walker and Jane Okey, aged 5 years.
Patterson, Sarah Patterson
Spirit of Democracy,
Died—On Monday morning [May 31, 1852] last, Mrs. Sarah,
wife of James Patterson of this place.
Person, Thomas Henry Person
Spirit of Democracy,
On Saturday last, [August 28, 1852], near this place, of
dysentery, THOMAS HENRY, son of Mrs. Elizabeth Person, in the 13th
year of his age.
Pettit, William Pettit
Cook, Henry Cook
Barker, Lavina Barker
Barker, Simon Barker
McDonald, John McDonald
Barker, Mourning Barker
McDonald, Joel McDonald
Spirit of Democracy,
Explosion of the Pocahontas
The Pochontas collapsed both the flues of her middle
boiler, by which 18 were scalded and 8 killed. The following is a list of
killed and wounded:
KILLED—William Pettit,
SCALDED—William Sanford,
No cause has been given for the explosion and the
presumption is that it was like all other similar occasions, “purely
accidental.”
Philips, Nancy Philips
Spirit of Democracy,
Died—At the residence of her son, Mr. Job Philips, in
Carlisle, Noble Co. on Wednesday last (August 3, 1852), Mrs. Nancy Philips, in
the 68th year of her age.
The deceased had been a member of the M. E. Church about 25
years, and was universally beloved and esteemed by her numerous relatives and
friends.
Her remains were brought to this place for interment.
Pool, Catherine Pool
Spirit of Democracy,
Died—Near this place, on the 31st ult,
CATHERINE, daughter of Mr. Joseph Pool, aged 7 years and 8 months.
Preshaw, James Preshaw
Preshaw, Willy Preshaw
Preshaw, Ava Preshaw
Spirit of Democracy,
Written for Mr. John Preshaw and Lady on the death of their
children:
“LINES”
by Ann Archbold
Your children have flown to
the land of the blest;
They plum’d their glad winds,
with scraphs they rest,
No sorrow, no anguish, no
weeping they know,
Their fountains of pleasure
so placidly flow.
.
You’d wonder to see them in
garments of white,
With the rapturous throng, in
the mansions of light,
Their forms are so lovely, so
beauteous each brow,
So radiant with glory, so
heavenly now.
.
They wander in rapture all
over the plains
Where Jesus in splender
triumphantly never defiled,
They have joined with that
host who were never defiled.
With each young immortal,
each glorified child.
.
They stand near the rainbow
that circles the throne,
They look on the walls made
of jasper and stone.
They gaze on the Savior with
solemn delight,
What visions of glory have
broke on their sight.
.
The beams of the Savior fall
full in each face,
They shine by reflection with
glory and grace.
They wander through groves in
the regions of bliss,
What a sanctified scene, what
a heaven is this.
.
They strike a full chorus,
with harpers above,
Their strains thrill with
glory, their hearts burn with love.
They talk to the ransom’d
from earth with delight
They look on the Father, O!
transporting sight.
.
Your James and your Willy and
Ava are there
They’re with the Redeemer,
his glory they share.
They’ll oft plume their
pinions and fly to the earth.
They’ll come as your
guardians and watch till death.
.
Then weep not, then sigh not,
though they are unseen,
They’re often around you
inspiring a dream.
Impressing some heavenly
thoughts on your mind,
Or watching your pathway as
heaven designed.
.
And when to the
There ministering spirits
will surely attend,
They’ll be in your room, they
will be round your bed,
And Jesus a halo of glory
will shed.
.
Then cease your lamenting,
your sighing, your tears,
And look to the Savior, he’ll
banish your fears;
And soon with the glorified
millions above,
You’ll meet the Redeemer, the
children you love.
Preshaw, James Preshaw
Spirit of Democracy,
In this place, on the 6th inst, of the same
disease [dysentery], JAMES, son of Mr. John Preshaw, aged about 12 years.
This is the third child whose death Mr. Preshaw and family
have been called to mourn within the past two weeks.
Preshaw, Mary Aberella Preshaw
Preshaw, William Preshaw
Spirit of Democracy,
On Tuesday night, the 24th inst; of dysentery,
MARY ABERELLA, aged about 19 months, on Thursday night last [August 26, 1852],
WILLIAM, aged about 8 years, children of Mr. John Preshaw, of this place.
Riemenschneider, Heinrich
Riemenschneider
Heinrich Riemenschneider died January 14, 1852. He was born July 11, 1848, the
son of Johannes and Anna Katharina Knieriem Riemenschneider.
Roush, Maria Roush
Spirit of Democracy,
To the memory of Maria Roush
Who died
Young Ladies all, attention
give,
You that in wicked pleasure
live;
One of your sex, the other
day
Was snatched by death’s cold
hand away.
This lesson she has left for
you,
To teach the careless what to
do,
To seek Jehovah while they
live,
And everlasting honor’s give.
Awhile before the damsel
died,
Her tongue was speechless
bound and tied,
At length she opened wide her
eyes,
And said her tongue was
liberized,
She called her Father to her
bed,
And thus in dying anguish
said;
My days on earth are at an
end,
My soul is summoned to
attend—
Before Jehovah’s burning bar,
To hear my awful sentence
there.
From meetings you have kept
your child,
To pleasures wanton vain and
wild—
To frolic you would let me
go,
And dance my soul to pain and
woe,
But now dear father do
repent,
And read the Holy Testament.
Your head is blossomed for
the grave,
You have a precious soul to
save;
Your children teach to serve
the Lord,
And worship him with one
accord.
Her honor’d mother she
address’d,
Whose tears are streaming
down her breast;
She grasped her tender hand
and said,
Remember me when I am dead.
Your aged years have rolled
away,
And brought you to the
present day,
Now take your dying child’s
advice,
And turn from sin and
avarice—
Before the golden bowl be
broke,
Or life’s fair chord receive
a stroke—
Before death’s banner round
you wave—
Before you are summoned to
the grave.
I see no pleasure here on
earth,
To trace from death back to
my birth,
That would entice my soul to
stay,
In this vain world of misery.
By faith I view the distant
shore,
Where pleasures reign
forevermore,
Where songs on seraph’s
pinions rise,
Beyond the curtain of the
skies.
Prepare yourself, oh mother
dear,
For you are now on the
frontier,
Where everlasting time shall
roll,
Around my poor departing
soul.
Her weeping brother she
addressed,
And thus her faltering tongue
express’d,
Forsake your sins, and turn
to God,
And fear the vengeance of his
rod—
Or he will send you down to
hell,
Forever in the lake to dwell,
Where fiery billows bursting
roll,
Around the never-dying soul.
Life is the time to seek his
face,
His gospel, mercy, and his
grace,
His arms are now extended
wide,
Come purchase peace the
Prophet cried.
Now give yourself up to his
trust,
Before your body turns to
dust;
And while you breathe the
vital air,
Pour out your precious soul
in prayer.
Reform your life in word and
deed,
And pray that Christ may
intercede,
For you and my sister dear,
Who now is weeping by me
here.
O, sister, come and take your
leave—
Don’t break your heart, O do
not grieve,
Chill’d are my limbs, the
damps of death,
Run down my cheeks and steals
my breath.
See oe`r my head how angels
shine,
In sparkling garments long
and fine;
To soothe my parting spirit
here;
And wipe away the briny tear.
Now, my immortal soul shall
rise,
To God’s eternal paradise.
Where crowds of angels round
him stand,
And cherubs fly at his
command.
My body here must slumbering
lie,
`Till Gabriel’s trump shall
rend the sky.
Then in the resurrection day,
When heaven and earth shall
pass away,
I hope you’ll meet me far
above,
Where all is harmony and
love.
Once more dear kindred let me
tell,
I bid you all a long
farewell.
At this she closed her eyes
in death,
And thus resigned her mortal
breath.
Under death’s solemn cypress
shade,
They placed this young departed
maid,
While friends and kindred
went around,
To see her corpse laid in the
ground.
A warning to the human race,
For all must go into that
resting place,
To the cold grave where
silence reigns,
In death’s tremendous dark
domains.
Young people all a warning
take,
And from your wicked pleasure
break.
Rutter, Mary Rutter
Spirit of Democracy,
Died—On Friday last, at the residence of her son-in-law,
Arthur Gray, of
Sargeant, John Sargeant
Spirit of Democracy,
Hon. John Sargeant, for fifteen years a member of Congress
died at his residence in
Searight,
Wm. Searight
Source:
Spirit of Democracy August 18, 1852
Wm. Searight, the democratic candidate for
Canal Commissioner of Pennsylvania, died at
Sergeant,
Hon. John Sergeant
Source:
Spirit of Democracy December 8, 1852
Hon. Walter Forward, of
Shaw,
James Shaw
Published
Spirit of Democracy Mar.17, 1852
Birmingham.
Van Buren Co.,
Departed
this life on Friday, the 13th day of February, A D 1852 at the house
of a Mr. Crum, in this county in the 63rd year of his age, James
Shaw, late of Woodsfield,
It is
with feelings of deepest emotion, that the writer would attempt to speak of the
character of this man of God. He died as
he lived - an exemplary Christian.
About
the year 1815, Father Shaw became convinced of the exceeding sinfulness of sin;
at which time he sought and found favor with Christ the Saviour of
mankind. He then attached himself to the
Methodist Episcopal Church, in which he lived and active, zealous and exemplary
follower of the meek and lowly Saviour, until the year 1833; about which time
he transferred his membership to the Methodist Protestant Church. It was in the last named connection, that he
seemed to live to more purpose that at any time previous; the form of church
government seemed to be more congenial to that zeal and liberality of feeling,
that was always characteristic of old Father Shaw.
His
chief care, especially for the last twelve or fifteen years of his life, was
the proper moral culture of the rising generation. It was his uniform practice to see the
children of the village together in Sabbath School every week; when all others
would fail to render assistance, he would, without the help of any, save the
assistance of his God, convene his little flock of innocents, and lecture, sing
and pray with them; impressing upon their minds the great necessity of a
preparation for death. Very often these
duties were performed at the sacrifice of ease, health and comfort. Upon one occasion, the writer of this notice
asked him the question; “Why do you sacrifice so much, when the parents of these
children seem so indifferent about the welfare of these children?” He replied; “Ah! My dear brother, I feel and
know that upon the proper training of these little ones depends the well being
of society. My duty, to me , is plain:”
and with tears trickling down his cheeks,
he commenced an ejaculatory prayer, that God would awaken them (the
parents) to a full sense of their responsibility.
Father
Shaw removed from
He
expressed himself to the writer, a few days previous to his death, as being
well pleased with the country, and had arranged his secular affairs to spend
the remainder of his days in this new and flourishing State. After he had relocated in
On
Saturday, the 7th of February, Father Shaw attended a quarterly
meeting of his church, held at Bethel meeting house, about six miles west of
Birmingham, (the place of his residence).
The Meeting was protracted until the following Friday. During the whole meeting his religious
enjoyments were very great. On the
morning of Friday, Feb. 13, he was apparently in as good health as usual, and
after breakfast, in company with Father Clark, the preacher in charge, he
visited a neighboring brother - by name Crum, and while there his whole theme
of conversation was the goodness and mercy of God; and while in conversation
with Brother Crum, upon his favorite topic, Brother Crum observed a pause in his
conversation which seemed a little unusual, and looking round saw that he was
settling off his seat, he immediately sprang to his assistance and caught him,
after which he only breathed once or twice.
It can hardly be said that Father Shaw tasted death. All that we can say is, “the he was not, for
God took him.”
We
truly sympathize with the bereaved friends of the deceased. They, no doubt, will mourn, but their
lamentations will not be as those who mourn without hope, for doubtless Father
Shaw, at this present writing, is safely housed in the Paradise of God. May this pleasing assurance be a stimulus to
all who loved and knew this good old man, to persevere and labor to the end of
our earthly pilgrimage, that our end may be like his - full of hope , and in
the enjoyment of the highest evidence of our acceptance with God, through the
merits of our blessed Redeemer.
H M Boggess
Shaw, James Shaw
Spirit of Democracy,
James Shaw
Birmingham,
VanBuren Co., Iowa
February
29, 1852
Departed this life on Friday, the 13th, day of
February, A. D., 1852, at the house of a Mr. Crum, in the county, in the 63rd
year of his age, James Shaw, late of Woodsfield,
It is with feelings of the deepest emotion that the writer
would attempt to speak of this man of God. He died as he lived—an exemplary
Christian.
About the year 1815, Father Shaw became convinced of the
exceeding sinfulness of sin; at which time he sought and found favor with
Christ the Savior of mankind. He then attached himself to the Methodist
Episcopal Church, in which he lived an active, zealous and exemplary follower
of the meek and lowly Saviour, until he transferred his membership to the
His chief care, especially for the last twelve or fifteen
years of his life, was the proper moral culture of the rising generation. It
was his uniform practice to see the children of the village together in Sabbath
School every week; and when all others would fail to render assistance, he
would, without the help of any save the assistance of his God, convince his
little flock of innocents, and lecture, sing and pray with them; impressing
upon their minds the great necessity of a preparation for death. Very often
these duties were performed at the sacrifice of ease, health and comfort. Upon
one occasion, the writer of this notice asked him the question: “Why do you
sacrifice so much, when the parents of these children seem so indifferent about
the welfare of their children?” He replied: “Ah! My dear brother, I feel and
know that upon the proper training of these little ones depends the well being
of society. My duty, to me is plain;” and with tears trickling down his cheeks,
he commenced an ejaculatory prayer, that God would awaken them (the parents) to
a full sense of their responsibility.
Father Shaw removed from
On Saturday, the 7th of February, Father Shaw
attended a quarterly meeting of his church, held at Bethel meeting house, about
six miles west of Birmingham, ( the place of his residence). The meeting was
protracted until the following Friday. During the whole meeting his religious
enjoyments were very great. On the morning of the 13th, he was
apparently in a good health as usual, and after breakfast, in company with
Father Clark, the preacher in charge; he visited a neighboring Brother—his name
Crum, and while there his whole theme of conversation was the goodness and
mercy of God; and while in conversation with Brother Crum observed a pause in
his conversation which seemed a little unusual, and looking round saw that he
was settling off his seat; he immediately sprang to his assistance and caught
him, after which he only breathed once or twice. It can hardly be said that
Father Shaw tasted death. All that we can say is, “that he was not, for God
took him.”
We truly sympathize with the bereaved friends of the deceased.
They, no doubt, will mourn, but their lamentations will not be as those who
mourn without hope; for doubtless Father Shaw, at this present writing, is
safely housed in the Paradise of God. May this pleasing assurance be a stimulus
to all who loved and knew this good old man, to persevere and labor to the end
of our earthy pilgrimage, that our end may be like his—full of hope, and in the
enjoyment of the highest evidence of our acceptance with God, through the
merits of our blessed Redeemer. H.
M. BOGGESS
Sinclair,
Spirit of Democracy,
On Wednesday last, [
Sinclair, Robert W. Sinclair
Sinclair, Sarah Ellen, Sinclair
Spirit of Democracy,
Died—On Thursday, the 19th inst., of dysentery,
ROBERT W., aged about 12 years, and on Sunday, the 22 d inst., of the same
disease,
SARAH ELLEN, in the 4th
year of her age, children of William Sinclair, of
Sinclair, Sarah Sinclair
Spirit of Democracy,
At the residence of her son, Dr. W. T. Sinclair, on Monday
last [
Sinclair, Thomas Sinclair
Spirit of Democracy,
In this place, on Monday night last [
Sinclair, Western Sinclair
Spirit of Democracy,
In
Thus three out of four of Mr. Sinclair’s children have been
stricken down by this disease.
Skinner,
Warren Skinner
Source:
Spirit of Democracy July 28, 1852
Singular Death by Lightning- During a severe
thunder storm which passed over Earlville, Madison county, on Wednesday, of
last week, Mr. Warren Skinner, a farmer of that town, while at work in his
field with a young man named Ross, was struck by a thunderbolt and instantly
killed, Ross was within four feet of Skinner and was prostrated to the ground
by the shock. Skinner’s clothes were torn entirely into fragments, and thrown
in different directions more than thirty feet from where they stood, and both
his boots were entirely torn off and thrown at least ten feet. There was
scarcely a shed of any part of his clothing left on him. Ross lay on the ground
for an instant, not entirely insensible, and made one or two efforts to arise
before he was able. As soon as he had sufficiently recovered himself he spoke
to Skinner two or three times, but received no reply. He soon ascertained that
he was dead, as blood was running from both his ears, and there wee two holes
in the top of his head.
Ross immediately ran for help, and Skinner
was soon conveyed to his house, which was not far distant. The agony of his
wife on seeing him brought in , is beyond description.
A correspondent of the Utica Observer, says:
“It
is a curious fact connected with this sad result, that there were two holes in
Skinner’s head which appeared to have been made by the electric fluid, and also
a hole in the bottom of each foot, and a hole in the ground directly under each
foot.”
The writer of this article personally saw
the body within a short time after the shock, and visited the spot on which the
deceased stood at the time of the fatal stroke. -
Smith, Bazil Smith
Source: The Spirit of Democracy, Woodsfield, Ohio, Wed., Aug. 18, 1852
Bazil SMITH of Wayne township, Monroe County, Ohio, died
10th inst. after a short illness; in his 57th year; burial in Barber Ridge
cemetery in Wayne township; born August 16, 1795, in Pennsylvania; spouse Mary
HOWELL; married April 24, 1820; parents of 13 children. [See second obituary below]
Spirit of Democracy,
On Tuesday, the 10th inst., after a short
illness, BAZIL SMITH, of
The deceased was attacked on Monday evening by bilious
cholic, and after suffering excruciating pain for about 24 hours his spirit
took its flight.
Some three days previous to his decease, we talked with him
in this place, and he seemed to be in the enjoyment of better health than
usual. His death furnishes another mournful evidence of the uncertainty of
life.
Sprigg,
Wm. O. Sprigg
Source:
Spirit of Democracy February 18, 1852
Robert Swan shot Wm. O. Sprigg, at
Starkey, Young child Starkey
Spirit of Democracy,
In this township, on the same day [
Stine, Rachel Stine
Spirit of Democracy,
In this township, on the evening of the same day [
Taylor,
Mrs. Gen. Taylor
Source:
Spirit of Democracy August 25, 1852
Death of Mrs. Gen. Taylor -
Mrs.
Taylor wife of late Gen. Taylor, died, at
Thomas, Laura Thomas
Spirit of Democracy,
On the same day (Tuesday, July 27, 1852), Mrs. Laura, wife
of Reuben Thomas of this place.
The deceased has for a number of years been a member of the
Church and died with a full confidence in the promise of the Gospel.
She leaves a large circle of relatives and friends.
Turner, Emily Turner nee Okey
Spirit of Democracy,
Near this place, on Sunday last, at the residence of her
mother, Mrs. Sophia Okey, of consumption, MRS. EMILY, wife of Mr. Charles
Turner, of
The subject of this notice had the advantage of pious
training of the highest order from her infancy, and, as might be expected,
embraced a knowledge of the divine favor in the remission of her sins at a very
early period in her life. In the eighteenth year of her age, she gave her heart
to God, and her name to the M. E. Church; and from that time up to the hour of
her departure, lived a consistent and uniform Christian.
A short personal acquaintance with her has satisfied my
mind; that few of her age exhibit more perfect specimens of genuine
Christianity. She was emphatically a Christian and a lady. Her pious and
amiable spirit gained for her the most highly devoted attachment of all who
became acquainted with her. She was most highly prized by those who knew her
best. Here we have an exhibition of the blessings of a religious culture, a
comment on the exhortation to bring children up in the nurture and admonition
of the Lord.
What a consolation to her bereaved mother to know that she
has been made a nurse for heaven—that her daughter has been selected as one of
God’s jewels, to beautify the courts of heaven, and to await her arrival with a
glorious welcome. The disease of which she died was consumption, and as it by
its fatal influence quenched gradually the flame of life, her faith grew more
comprehensive, and increased in vitality until she, who had once faltered at
the thought of dying, stood from on the Jordan of death. For some days she
looked forward with joyful expectation for the closing scene, “Waiting
patiently until her change would come.” The moments of relief from pain and
coughing were spent in conversation with her numerous friends, exhorting them
to live in the service of the Lord, and meet her on the fair plains of glory.
The calmness that sat upon her brow, spake of the peace that reigned in her
heart. The smile that lit up her countenance as she died declared that the Son
of Righteousness had illuminated the valley of death.
Thus passed our sister away, leaving a kind and
affectionate husband, and one little motherless child, a widowed mother, and a
large circle of friends. She paid us but a passing visit to this world of
sorrow. She seemed to die, but it was only waking up in that land where the
inhabitants never say I am sick.
Her funeral occasion, which was well attended, was improved
by a discourse from I Thes. 4 chap and 14th verse: “For if we
believe that Jesus died and rose again, so will God bring with him those also
that sleep in Jesus.” J. J.
McILYAR
Valentine, John Valentine
Spirit of Democracy,
Tribute of Respect
Summerfield Division, No. 123
Sons of Temperance, Feb. 11, 1852
WHEREAS, In the dispensation of an Over-ruling and All-wise
Providence, our worthy and esteemed Brother, John Valentine, has been removed
from among us, by the hand of death; and WHEREAS, a proper respect for the
memory of departed worth, demands suitable action on the part of this Division,
as an expression of the high regard we have ever entertained for our deceased
friend and brother, Therefore
RESOLVED, That in the death of Brother John Valentine, this
Division has lost a worthy consistent, and useful member; the cause of
Temperance, an avowed, energetic and unswerving advocate—and his relatives and
friends, one well calculated, in every respect, to heighten the endearments of
social life.
RESOLVED, That this Division, and the members thereof
individually, deeply sympathize with the relatives and friends of the deceased
in this afflicting bereavement.
RESOLVED, That the members of this Division will wear the
usual badge of mourning for thirty days.
RESOLVED, That the R. S. be directed to forward a copy of
these proceedings to the parents and other friends of the deceased; and that
the Spirit of Democracy, printed in Woodsfield and Temperance Organ,
Cincinnati; be furnished with a copy, and requested to publish them.
Wm. H. PHILPOT, W.P JAMES
Q. ROWND, R. S.
Van Rensselaer, Solomon Van Rensselaer
Spirit of Democracy,
General Solomon Van Rensselaer, distinguished for his
services in the last war with
Vanander, John Vanander
Spirit of Democracy,
DROWNED—Mr. John Vanander, formerly a citizen of this
township, was drowned in the back water of the Ohio river, in
Vance, Mr. Vance
Spirit of Democracy,
Ex-Governor Vance died yesterday afternoon, [
At
Walton, James Walton
Spirit of Democracy,
At his residence in
Walton, William C. Walton 3rd obit
Spirit of Democracy,
In this place, on the same day [September 6, 1852], of the
same disease [dysentery], WILLIAM C. WALTON, aged 48 years.
Walton, William C. Walton
Spirit of Democracy,
Tribute of Respect
Woodsfield,
Sept. 7, 1852
At a meeting of the members of the Woodsfield Bar, held at
the office of N. Hollister, Esq; to pay the last sad tribute of respect to the
memory of our departed brother—Wm. C. Walton, Esq.
On motion, E. Archbold, Esq. was called to the Chair, and
Jas. R. Morris appointed Secretary.
On motion, a committee was appointed, consisting of W. F.
Hunter, D. H. Wire, and A. Ross, Esqs. to draft resolutions expressive of the
sense of this meeting.
Mr. Hunter, from the
committee reported the following resolutions:
WHEREAS it has pleased ALMIGHTY
GOD, in the dispensation of his providence, to remove from among us, a most
worthy and esteemed member of this Bar, WILLIAM C. WALTON, Esq. who died on
Monday, the 6th day of September, 1852; Therefore
RESOLVED, That we, the
members of this Bar, feel with deep sensibility, the loss which the profession
and society have sustained in the death of our departed brother.
RESOLVED, That we cherish the
highest regard and respect for our departed brother as a professional man, and
admiration for the estimable qualities that characterized him as a man, a
neighbor, a citizen, and a Christian; and that to testify these sentiments we
will wear crape on the left arm, as a badge of mourning, for thirty days.
RESOLVED, That we deeply
sympathize with the afflicted family of the deceased, in the severe bereavement
which they have sustained.
RESOLVED, That the President
of this meeting present to the Court of Common Pleas and District Court, at the
proceedings of this meeting, with a request that the same be entered upon the
Journals of said courts.
RESOLVED, That the members of
the Bar will attend the funeral of our departed brother, in a body, at
RESOLVED, That the
proceedings of this meeting be published in the “Spirit of Democracy.”
EDWARD ARCHBOLD,
Pres’t
JAS. R. MORRIS, Sec’y
Walton, William. C. Walton 2nd obit
Spirit of Democracy,
It becomes our painful duty to announce the decease of our
old and worthy fellow citizen, WILLIAM C. WALTON. He has been stricken in the
pride of his manhood and in the midst of his usefulness.
Oh, what a sad bereavement to his afflict wife and family.
But they sorrow not as one without hope. Death has only relieved him from the
cares and anxieties of this life. He has gone from earth to a brighter and a
better world.
For some thirty years past the deceased had been a resident
of this county, and enjoyed, in a high degree, the respect, confidence and
esteem of his numerous friends and acquaintances.
He represented this county in the State Legislature six
years—two years in the House of Representatives and four in the Senate; in
which position he won for himself an enviable reputation throughout the State;
so much so that he was honored. By his political friends of the Legislature,
after the close of his Senatorial labors, with a nomination for the President
Judgement of this Judicial circuit, which he declined. And recently, as will be
seen by today’s paper, he had received a nomination, at the hands of his friends,
for a seat in the Congress of the
Mr. W. was a worthy and acceptable member of the M. E.
Church.
His remains will be conveyed to their final resting place,
on this (Tuesday) afternoon, by his Masonic brethern.
Webster, Daniel Webster
Spirit of Democracy,
Hon. Daniel Webster, died on Sunday morning, the 24th
inst, at 20 minutes before
“How are the mighty fallen” in the persons of Clay and
Webster; but
“ the good which men do, live
after them,” and may “ thus sleep the mighty dead.”
Welby, Amelia B. Welby
Spirit of Democracy,
This talented and accomplished poetress died last Monday [
Prentice of the Louisville Journal, thus speaks of her:
It is now about fifteen years since the public first became
acquainted with her name and her productions through the columns of this paper.
Poem followed in bright succession, each one teeming with fresh wild thoughts
expressed in verse of the most delicious harmony—
These poems came from the heart of the gifted girl, and
were all very beautiful—so beautiful and so perfect indeed, that they have
scarcely been equaled by the productions of any other American poetress. ATLAS
White, Mary Jane White
Spirit of Democracy,
In
White, Sarah White
Spirit of Democracy,
On Friday morning, the 13th inst; of dysentery,
at the residence of Mr. Joseph Phillips, in Antioch, Sarah White, relict of
James White, aged 56 years.
Wood, Elizabeth Wood
Spirit of Democracy,
At the same place, [Whitely township,
Wood, Isaac Wood
Spirit of Democracy,
Died—At his residence in Whitely township,
Young, John Young
Spirit of Democracy,
Hon. John Young, Governor of New York,
died in
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