Rockdale County GaArchives Obituaries.....W. T. (Tom) Mann September 1891
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The Solid South, September 12, 1891
  The grim monster - Death - has saddened the hearts of many by claiming for 
its victim Mr. W. T. Mann, the eldest son of Mr. J. A. Mann. He was twenty-
two years old at the time of his death. His sufferings were beyond expression,
yet he bore them with Christian fortitude until the Angel of Death bent over
his suffering form and mercifully freed the frail body of its mortal anguish
and bore the chastened spirit to the God who gave it and the loved ones in their
heavenly home beyond the misty clouds. The old adage that death loves a shining
mark is fully diversified in the early departure of Tom in the prime of life.
He will be greatly missed in the community, but far more missed in his family
where he was the light of the household.

I've been sitting by a dying friend,
Whose life has now come to its end;
He has left this world here below,
Now to his heavenly home he's gone.

Tomie, where art thou, today?
Lying under the cold, cold clay,
Where the weary ones sleep,
And our loved ones stand and weep.

You have left a vacant chair, 
And no others, Tomie, is there;
You have left a vacant bed,
And now you are cold and dead.

How often have we been together,
In the rain and stormy weather.
But now you are dead and gone,
While we are here to weep and mourn.

Oh! if we could call you back,
We would call you, call you quickly;
But, oh! no; now you have gone,
And left us here all alone.

Oh! sad our hearts will be,
While we are absent, Tomie, from thee;
While our hearts are aching with pain,
And we only can hear your name.

While your name is all that's left,
And your body is cold in death,
And we will think and then remember
That you left us in September.

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