Obituaries for William Wilson Swann, Rockdale, Georgia

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January 2003

The following newspaper clippings were found between the pages of the Swann Family 
Bible in the possession of Joan Thomas Holloway (granddaughter of Otis Franklin 
Swann, son of William Wilson Swann).

William Wilson Swann
Born: March 05, 1835
Died: September 01, 1906
Buried: Smyrna Campground Presbyterian Church Cemetery, Rockdale County, Georgia


DEATH OF MR. W. W. SWANN

    Mr. W. W. Swann, one of Rockdale's most prosperous and highly respected citizen, 
	died most suddenly at his home in Honey Creek District last Friday night.

    On Friday, Mr. Swann was in town and seemed to be in very good health.  He was 
	in the habit of sitting on the verander when it was cool, until a late hour at 
	night, and was sitting in this place when last seen alive Friday night. It is 
	not known what time he retired to his bed. 

    When he did not appear at his usual hour next morning, a member of the family 
	went to arouse him, and found him cold in death.

    Mr. Swann was seventy odd years old and had been a resident of this county all 
	his life, and he was widely known and liked by all who knew him.  The funeral 
	services were conducted Sunday afternoon by Rev. R. F. Otts, of Conyers, after 
	which the remains were interred at the Smyrna Cemetery.

    Mr. Swann is survived by his wife and six sons and two daughters who are deeply 
	grieved over his death.  Two sons and one daughter were in Mexico at the time 
	of his death.  The Banner extends sympathy to the bereaved ones.


IN MEMORY OF W. W. SWANN

	"Friend after friend departs,
	 Who has not lost a friend?
	 There is no union here of hearts
	 That finds not here an end."

    Another of our dearly beloved Smyrna friends has passed away to the home of the blessed.

    Esquire W. W. Swann will greet us here no more.  On the night of August 31st, 1906, 
	this good man calmly yielded up his spirit to God who gave it.  Sudden death to him 
	was sudden glory.

    He was a quiet, inoffensive, upright honorable citizen, and highly esteemed by all 
	who knew him.  As a mark of the confidence reposed in him by his fellow citizens, 
	he was honored with the office of district magistrate for some thirty consecutive 
	years.  And as an evidence of the esteem in which he was held by the brethren of 
	Smyrna church, he served them for some forty years as one of their decons.  "He 
	loved the house of God and the peace where his honor dwelleth."  Rarely did he or 
	his family ever miss a service.  He was an active and leading spirit at all 
	campmeetings.  He kept an open house and bountiful table for all visitors.
    While a young man he gave his heart to God and was baptised and received into 
	the church by the writer. 

    He had just passed the 71st year of his age, living and dying at the same 
	place where he was born.  He leaves a noble and devoted wife, six sons and 
	two daughters to mourn the loss of the dear departed.  But then, dearly 
	beloved, remember that your loss is his gain.  He has gone where no tears 
	are shed, and sorrow never comes.

    You will meet again on the sparkling strands of the eternal shore, and 
	your joy shall be full.

    "Why do we mourn departing friends,
     Or shake at death's alarms?
     This but the voice that Jesus sends
     To call them to his arms."

H. Q.
Conyers, Ga. Sept. 11, 1906