Marion County GaArchives Obituaries.....Crye, Mary Georgia Atoway December 30, 1908
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The Marion County Patriot, January 1, 1909
The Marion County Patriot, No. 51
Friday, January 1, 1909
Page Two

Mrs. D.E. Crye Passed Away

Mrs. D.E. Crye, of near Brantley, who has been a sufferer from rheumatism and 
confined to her bed for the past ten years, died at her home last Wednesday 
morning and was buried at the Methodist cemetery in Buena Vista yesterday after 
funeral services were held in the Methodist church.

Mrs. Crye was the daughter of Mr. and Mrs. W.R. Atoway, the wife of the former 
treasurer of Marion Co., Mr. D.E. Crye and the mother of Mr. W.G. Crye.

Mrs. Crye was about 50 years of age and is said to have been a very beautiful 
woman when young.  She was a strict member of the Methodist church, a good 
woman and one beloved by all who knew her.

She leaves a husband and one son, who have the sympathy of everyone besides a 
host of friends to mourn their loss.

The Marion County Patriot, No. 52
Friday, January 8, 1909
Page One

Card of Thanks

We wish to extend our heartfelt thanks to our neighbors and many friends for 
the sympathy and kindness shown us during the illness and death of our wife and 
mother.

D.E. Crye and W.G. Crye

The Marion County Patriot, No. 3
Friday, January 29, 1909
Page Four

A Tribute of Sincere Thanks

Retrospecting back over a hiatus of forty-one years, I find myself teaching my 
first school in west Georgia, at Juniper, near where the mammoth coffin factory 
now stands.

At that time there was nothing of note about the place, except a large corn and 
flour mill of Smith & Chandler, under the superintendency of W.R. Attoway, the 
father of this subject.

The school was small, and among its pupils was a bright, rosy cheek girl of 
some ten summers, whom any teacher would have loved for her evenness of temper 
and assiduity of habit.

The schoolroom was a close proximity to this child’s home and her attendance 
was lker her deportment, faultless.

At the tapping of the bell there was no tardiness, and through all those long 
years how memory depicts her in my mind, sitting quietly at her desk with a 
wealth of raven locks, held firmly back by a roach comb, exposing a fine 
forehead and temples of snowy complexion.

After a term at Juniper, the teacher was induced to take a large school in the 
vicinity of Box Springs, a distance of some four miles, and this child was put 
in my charge together with other pupils that she might prosecute her studies.

Blessed with a sunny disposition and the vigor of good health; the long walk to 
Pine Grove Academy added luster to her eyes and roses to her cheeks.

This was the woman in embryo of Mrs. Mary Georgia Crye, who died at her home 
near Brantley Dec. 30, 1908.

Twenty years ago Fate found me teaching Brantley School.

I learned of her citizenship here, and sought a renewal of our former 
acquaintance. My predictions had been fully realized; the educated, polished, 
refined woman was the result.

A man must be very vile in practice if he allows himself to drift clear aloof 
from the influence of a good woman and as faithful as I had endeavored to teach 
her young mind, now a devoted Christian.  She often reminded me of the 
betterment of my own life, I profoundly respected her interest and hope it may 
yet be “as bread cast upon the waters.”

Bed ridden for nearly eleven years before her death with Acute Rheumatism, and 
supported by the loving care and attention of a devoted husband and aunt, Mrs. 
Crye bore her sufferings with that fortitude along exemplified by the true 
Christian.

To her only son, to her feeble husband, and aged father and mother, let it be 
kindly, humbly suggested, grieve not – There are no rheumatic pangs beyond the 
grave in the Elysium of the best.

G.W. Huff


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