9/17 Asbury Terry
7/10 Mr. William Roberson
7/15 Mr. Hannis
9/23 Mr. W.P. Baird
11/12 Miss Adelia Hall
12/17 Mr. G.W. Hicks
1/8 Mrs. Nancy G. (Terry) Williams
12/17 Mr. James Spencer
6/18 Mr. William Gormon
7/5 Mrs. Welch
January 15, 1856 Mr. Charles Daukins and Miss Fannie Nabors
January 8, 1857 Mr. Joe Hamer and Miss Ophelia Wilcox
December 11, 1857 Mr. T.G. Toombs and Miss P.A. Beck
December 11, 1857 Mr. West and Miss Jane Goisham
July 2, 1858 Mr. O.A. Beck and Miss Emah Lewis
Mr. R. Stokes Editor of the Herald
For the information of her numerous friends, who read the Herald, you will confer a favor on a friend by publishing the following obituary in your excelent paper.
Remorseless Death has been among us and borne off our sweet flower! 'Oh! why is itthat fairest things, the soonest fleet & die? That when most light is on their sings they're then but spread to fly.
Died at her residence in Tippah Cty,
Mississippi on the 8th day of Jan. 1857. Mrs. Nancy G - wife of John
C. Williams and eldest daughter of Nancy & Asbury Terry deceased in
the twenty eight year of her age. She was born in Greenville District,
South Carolina, March 6th, 1829. In the autumn of '41 - removed with
her father to Tippah Cty, Miss. In Oct '49 she was married to her
surviving husband with who she lived a few happy years to her death.
She was an affectionate & devoted wife as her disconsolate companion
alone can truly feel. She has had symtoms of that fell destroyer,
consumption, since her fifteenth
year with which she has suffered a great deal up to her exit for Heaven. She was taken with Typoid fever about the first of Dec. which assumed a consumptive from and such a flow of blood to her head caused wild delirium during the greater part of her sickness. But she came to her right mind the evening before her death and called her husband to her and told him she would soon be gone & not to grieve after her for she was not afraid to die but glad that she soon would meet her good Pa & Ma in heaven! where she would be done with sorrow and pain in that bright world of Rest then called her step-mother, brother, sister & friends and took an affectionate farewell of each, speaking such sweet words with tears of mingled joy and grief! We held her two little weeping girls to her breast; she put the innocent babes to her bosom and Oh it was enough to melt a heart of stone to witness this parting scene of a mother & children. She begged us to raise the sweet little orphans for heaven - to be good to them & raise them right. O the breaking heart o'er flows with tears at the last words of pure & loving heart! Her sufferings were dreadful indeed! Oh it was heart breaking to we that knew how to love her, to stand around her dying bed and see the large drops that rolled from her brow from the dreadful agony she was feeling & know that we could not help her the least! A few minutes before her last struggle she told me to kiss her and whispered she would soon be gone then a bright smile played over her face and a struggle then her freed spirit took its flight for the God that gave it! To think of her happiness in that better Land and the lost friends she has found there - we should not mourn her departure. But our hearts are human and when we think that she is gone forever from earth - the bosom will heave - the brain whirl - & the hot tears fall!
She was an affectionate wife - a
loving sister - a kind mistress and tender mother. To know her was
but to love her, as many a swiming eye that reads this can feel!
We have loved her mutch in this dark changing world, and we will love her
more in Heaven! Will we be good and meet her again? O that
LaGrange, Tenn Jan 22nd, 1857
Miss Mattie Mayhon
Beloved Cousin You may be somewhat
supprised at my writing to you in preference to any of the rest from that
fact that there is so mutch difference in our ages. But permit me to asure
you that I love you better than Johny or Nannie because
John is a masculine & Nannie be's a Green. Allthough you was allways so modest & timid that you never talked mutch to me. You can write I know with delight & I hoped may write such letters as will give you pleasure enough to induce you to
employ a few moment of you happy time in writing a letter now and then to me ----- I wrote a letter to Nannie & her's in June but I have never heard from it since. She use to write to me with real pleasure I thought. But a change has come over the vision of her dream & with it a distaste for my unhappy scribblings. I don't blame her, I dont love her less for I know her heart is filled with a dearer idol than all the world beside & what pleases a single bachelor - doomed Espistlearian as I am does not give pleasure or interest to a person swiming in the honied sea of a wedded love. I hope her & G.W.G. are the happiest of the happy & wish that their lives may glide away as smooth as the Swan on the flowery banked lake of India.
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