Butts County GaArchives Obituaries.....John H. McDaniel July 3 1891
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Middle Ga. Argus – Week of September 1, 1891
John H. McDaniel – In Memorial

“There is no flock, however watched and tender,
But one dead lamb is there!
There is no Flriside (?), how soe’er defender,
But has one vacant chair!”

While the world is erecting monuments to the memory of its heroes, the writer 
would attempt to pay a slight token of respect to the memory of a departed 
friend and a hero whose memory will live in the hearts of his friends and 
relative without any marble monument to perpetuate it.

Did I say here? Yes!  He had enlisted in that army of seven hundred thousand 
men, who night and day hold the lives of thousands of people in their hands, 
and with eagle eyes watch the commerce of a Nation.

On the night of July 3rd 1891, John H. McDaniel was crushed to death while at 
his post on duty on the E. T. V. & G., railroad.

Our young friend was born June 12, 1868 and raised in this county, the manly 
and noble son of Mr. And Mrs. James S. McDaniel.

For several years, he had been a member of Macedonia church, and judging from 
the letters written by those who were with him in the hour of death, his 
Christian fortitude sustained him to the last. 

Only those who knew him well can realize the loss of such a noble young man.

It can truthfully be said of him that he was a young many of many noble traits 
of character.

All of his years of manhood had been given to the service in which he had 
enlisted and he died performing his duty.

Not the ball from an enemy’s gun like the sentinel on the field or carnage, but 
by a fatal accident, while in the field of commerce, watching the interests of 
his employers, and the welfare of a nation.

Those who sacrifice their lives in the interests of the public, through the 
great highways of commerce, are as noble heroes as those who sacrifice their 
lives on the field of batter.

Yes they deserve to be so regarded and we dare say that our friend was as 
heroic as the noblest among them.

Oh! That we could relive the aching heart of the bereaved mother, but we can 
only ask her to bear her sorrow with the same Christian fortitude that he love 
his death and sufferings.

Our heavenly Father is wise and good and does nothing wrong, so let us say: Thy 
will be done Almightily and loving Heavenly Father.

On, what are all our sufferings here,
If, Lord, Thou count us meet
With that enraptured host to appear,
And worship at thy feet!

A Friend




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