Obits: The Daily Telegraph 1868 Obits, Ouachita Parish La These older obituaries are being typed in by Ms. Lora Peppers at the Ouachita Parish Library. We are once again fortunate to have someone interested in helping us find our ancestors. Thank you Lora! Date: Mar. 2004 Submitted by: Lora Peppers ********************************************** Copyright. All rights reserved. http://usgwarchives.net/copyright.htm http://usgwarchives.net/la/lafiles.htm ********************************************** If your obituary is not found here and you would like a special look up, you may send $5.00 and an self-addressed stamped envelope to: Lora Peppers - Phone (318) 327-1490 Reference Department Fax (318) 327-1373 Ouachita Parish Public Library 1800 Stubbs Ave. Monroe, LA 71201 These newspapers are on microfilm at NLU. The Ouachita Telegraph January 9, 1868 Page 2, Column 1 [For the "TELEGRAPH." Obituary. Died, on Saturday, the 4th inst., after a few days' illness, at the residence of her son-in-law Capt. Crosley, in Trenton, La., Mrs. MARTHA HEAD, in the 68th year of her age. A loving and devoted mother and grand-mother; esteemed and loved by the community; kind, affectionate and untiring in attention to the sick and afflicted; and above all, for many years a truly pious and devoted christian; an exemplary member of the Baptist church . The community generally, deeply sympathize with the bereaved family; and the Baptist church at Bartholomew, with the Pastor, feel that "a mother in Israel is gone." But all should be consoled with the fact that she is gone from the evil to come. J.A.M. Jan. 7,1868 The Ouachita Telegraph April 2, 1868 Page 2, Column 1 DEATH OF MAJ. M.O. CHEATHAM. We are pained to chronicle the death of Major M.O. Cheatham, of Trenton. He was taken ill on Friday, with an affliction of the kidneys, and after suffering great pain, expired on Sunday, the 28 inst., at his residence, surrounded by family and friends. Truly a good and righteous man has been taken from Israel. Not a single stain rests upon his fair escutheon (?); not a tongue so rash as to utter aught against his memory. Major Cheatham resided for many years in Claiborne parish, where he has a large circle of friends who will deeply mourn his untimely loss, but not more feeling than his friends in Trenton and Monroe. He leaves a widow and several children, in whose behalf we invoke the sympathies and friendship of man and the choicest blessings of Heaven. The Ouachita Telegraph April 2, 1868 Page 2, Column 1 Death of Dr. C.H. Dabbs. The usual Sabbath morning quiet of Monroe was rudely shocked last Sunday by the unexpected announcement of the death, sometime the night previous, of Dr. CHRISTOPHER H. DABBS, one of the oldest and most highly esteemed of our citizens. He had been ill, but not seriously, on Saturday, and was attended by Drs. Calderwood, junior and senior, and by Dr. Strother, complaining of pain, something like neuralgia or rheumatism, in the stomach. About 11 o'clock at night he dismissed his physician, and directed his servant to go to bed, saying he felt much better. Alas! How uncertain is life. The servant obeyed his master's directions and fell very soon to sleep, not awaking until daylight, when he arose and approached the Doctor's bedside to find that the immortal part of the good old man had winged its flight away from its clayey tenement to the God who gave it. His arms were folded across his breast; his noble features were perfectly composed, and there was every appearance that death came indeed like a thief in the night and announced the final dissolution of soul and body in the midst of a deep and gentle slumber. The funeral ceremonies took place on Monday under the direction of the Masonic Fraternity, of which Dr. Dabbs was an exemplary member. The cortege which followed his remains to the cemetery was one of the largest, and perhaps the most sorrowful ever gathered together in Monroe. The burial service was both touching and impressive, being participated in by at least fifty of the fraternity. It was well and truly said by the Rev. Mr. Lawson, in his remarks at the grave, that the lamented deceased was unique in his own character, and that he was not cast in the ordinary mould of men. He was of massive structure physically, but mentally his organization was fashioned with extreme delicacy and vigor. He was a sympathizing and generous friend; a prudent and safe counselor; a magnanimous opponent; a good and worthy citizen; a patient sufferer, (and who can tell what his trials were?) And withal a type of true nobility. He will be missed and mourned by hundreds of devoted friends. Dr. Dabbs was 62 years of age, and was a native, we believe, of Tennessee, but removed to Louisiana about the year 1835. Nearly ever since that time he has resided in Monroe, where he attained great celebrity as a physician and had amassed before the war a handsome estate, nearly all of which was swept away or rendered valueless by the struggle between the sections. He never held any very prominent public position, but exorted a wide political influence in behalf of the principles he espoused. He was a capital wit, the life and soul of every crowd in which he moved. His life was full of incident, making an inexhaustible fund of humor and absorbing story, upon which he often drew, always with charming effect upon his companions. We could dwell at length on this trait of his character, but we would fain abandon a theme so full of individual sorrow, and regret, dropping a tear to the memory of our departed friend as one whose like we fear we shall never see. NOTES: Below Dr. Dabbs' obituary, there is a resolution of respect given by the members of the medical profession of Ouachita Parish. A Resolution of Respect from the Masons is published in the Ouachita Telegraph, April 15, 1868 edition, page 3, Column 1. The Ouachita Telegraph April 15, 1868 Page 3, Column 1 OBITUARY. Monroe R.A. CHAPUER (Sic), No. 18. WHEREAS, It has pleased God to remove from our midst our esteemed companion GEORGE ESSICK, who departed this life on the 18th of March, 1868: Resolved, 1st, That we cherish the memory of our departed companion with Fraternal emotion; and that we deeply sympathize with the bereaved widow and family of the deceased, and that in evidence of our Fraternal regard we wear the usual badge of mourning for thirty days. Resolved, 2nd. That the secretary be instructed to present a copy of these reolutious (sic) to the widow of the deceased, that they be spread upon our record, and that the news papers in Monroe be requested to publish the same. Resolved, 3rd. That a page of our record book be draped in mourning and inscribed to the memory of our deceased companion. By order of the Chapter. J.A. McGUIRE Sec't. Monroe, La. April 11th, 1868 The Ouachita Telegraph April 29, 1868 Page 2, Column 5 We regret to hear of the death of that gallant and estimable gentleman, Major M.O. Cheatham, which took place at Trenton, La., on the 28th of March. He was an officer of Gray's 28th La., and was truly a good and righteous man, and has gone down to an early grave without a stain upon his escutcheon, and without a tougne (sic) to speak aught against his memory. So passes away from earth the good and kind friends of our days of peril and of trial. Thibodaux Sentinel. The Ouachita Telegraph June 17, 1868 Page 2, Column 1 Death of Dr. Jno. Calderwood, Senior. This eminent physician and surgeon, who has resided in our midst so long practicing his profession, was stricken by disease some weeks ago, and, after much suffering and varying hopes of recovery, departed this life, in the town of Monroe, at 6 o'clock yesterday morning. His funeral is fixed at 10 o'clock this morning. In his profession, Dr. Calderwood had few equals and probably no superiors in the whole South, and justly enjoyed that reputation wherever his skill and through scientific attainments were known. Not until now has this community appreciated fully his great and eminent professional worth. Dr. Calderwood was born in 1811, in Ayrshire, Scotland, and removed to America a young man about 1832. He came to this parish in the year 1836. He was three times married; leaves a wife to mourn his death, but no children. We sincerely deplore his death, but trust that his happiness is now complete. NOTE: There is a tribute of respect in the Ouachita Telegraph, July 1, 1868, page 3, column 2 done by the Doctors of Monroe. The Ouachita Telegraph June 24, 1868 Page 3, Column 2 Died, Mrs. Jane Merrit, consort of Capt. Jonathan Merritt, departed this life Sabbath morning, June 14, 1868, in the 63rd year of her age. For many years she was a member of the Episcopal Church, but in 1855 united herself with the Baptist Church of Christ, and was buried with him in baptism, and has long lived the life of the righteous, adorning the doctrine of Christ, her Savior. On the Sabbath previous to her death, she, with the little band of Baptists composing the Baptist Church of this place, partook of the emblems of the Saviour's broken body and shed blood for the remission of the sins of his people. To her bereaved husband his loss is doubtless her gain and he will not mourn as those having no hope. A FRIEND. Delhi, La., June 16, 1868 The Ouachita Telegraph July 8, 1868 Page 3, Column 2 Died, Departed this life on the evening of the 28th day of June, 1868, at fifteen minutes past 1 o'clock, in the town of Trenton, La., Mrs. E.B. Grayson, consort of J.S. Grayson, in her 33rd year. As the flowers fade leaving the remembrance of their fragrance, so one has gone from our midst whose virtues live in the memories of the loved friends of earth. An immortal soul has been transplanted in the celestial gardens there to bloom in endless beauty through eternity. A loving husband and daughter, fond parents and many friends mourn her departure to the Spirit Land. May their grief be tempered by the glad hope of the joyous re-union where sorrows and partings are no more. Another seraph joins in the ceaseless anthem of praise sung by the angelic host around the throne of the "Most High God". "He doeth all things well blessed be His holy name, forever and ever!" The Ouachita Telegraph July 15, 1868 Page 2, Column 2 Death of Judge J.N.T. Richardson. It is our painful duty to announce in this issue the death of Hon. J.N.T. Richardson which took place at his residence at "Ingleside" on Bayou DeSiard on the 10th inst. He had been sick but a few days before the sad event occurred, and it was not until a very brief period before his death that his family and friends were made aware of the fact that it was rapidly approaching. He died as peacefully and quietly as a child. Like a great wave of the ocean as it rolls on in irresistible strenght and majestic grandeur, until the forces which agitate it imperceptibly cease, and it looses itself in the mass of waters, and silently and gradually passes away, so closed his life, passed amidst storm clouds of a busy and eventful career. And as the gentle breeze sweeps over the placid waters when the storm king has ceased his revelry, so will the gentle zephyr pass over the broad acres of Ingleside and sigh for his departed spirit. Judge Richardson came to this State when quite young, and had resided in Louisiana for more than thirty five years. He had become identified with her interests, and had taken a most active part in all that concerned her welfare. A lawyer by profession, he had risen to distinction, and adorned the bench of this state at a time when the ermine was unsullied, and when to be called upon to expound the laws of the commonwealth, was one of the highest honors to which a citizen could aspire. If not the highest, it was the most dignified and as such Judge Richardson did honor to the position. He was eloquent, and in times gone by, his talent was often called into requisition to move and persuade juries in behalf of unfortunate humanity. He was generous in his profession and his fine qualities as an advocate were not kept back for a price; but he would offer them freely to the poor, and plead as eloquently for the tear of the distressed wife, as he would for heaps of gold. He had always identified himself with the democratic party, and was one of its most eloquent advocates. On the hustings (sic) he was brilliant, and few could better take hold of a crowd, worn out and jaded by discussion and restore to it animation and life. Although we accord to him these high qualities as a lawyer and a politician, it was as the lofty, high toned and honorable gentleman that we best knew him; and as such we will love to dwell on his memory. In his manners he was dignified and courteous. There was no part of the demagogue about him; and whether in the midst of a political contest or at his home, he had the same dignified demeanor, not severe and repulsive, but genial and winning. He did not unbend and suit himself to the crowd; hence he was too often and unjustly called aristocratic by the people. He was a nobleman by nature; she had given him qualities above the common mould, but as for being purse proud, there was nothing more foreign to his generous nature. There was no man who possessed better social qualities. At his home he was most hospitable, and his residence was at once inviting both from the beauty and elegance with which his cultivated taste had adorned it, and the kind and warm welcome within. At the social board he was the life of the party, and his absence will be felt at all convivial meetings. He was a man of great originality of character, as much so as any man within the whole circle of our acquaintance. His conversational powers were brilliant, and often his glowing descriptions would rise into an eloquence that was truly charming. We have heard him in a very few words give a description of an event or character that in others would require hours of labored thoughts. For the last few years he had entirely withdrawn himself from an active part in professional and political affairs, and devoted his time and attention to his plantation. He noticed, however, the course of political affairs with a practiced eye, and was fully alive to the perils and dangers which threaten our country. Events are hurrying on to that condition that would, we believe, have induced him to quit his retirement for a season, and once more rouse the slumbering energies of the people, and place them in situation to act with determination and decision. The country has lost a patriot, the profession an ornament, and his neighbors a man of warm heart, and generous impulses. NOTE: In the July 29, 1868 edition of the Ouachita Telegraph, page 3, Column 1 there is a resolution of respect published by the Monroe Masons. The Ouachita Telegraph July 15, 1868 Page 3, Column 2 Died. At the residence of its Grandfather, Mathew Lynn, on Saturday June 27th, 1868, little Jennie Lynn, infant daughter of W.P. and Fannie Mangham, aged eight months and seven days. The Ouachita Telegraph Wednesday, July 22, 1867 Page 3, Column 2 Died, July 6th, 1868, Arthur Lee, son of Dr. D.G. and Lizzie L. Temple, aged 4 years nine months and days. "Suffer little children and forbid them not to come unto me for of such is the Kingdom of Heaven." H.J. The Ouachita Telegraph Wednesday, July 29, 1868 Page 3, Column 1 Died, At 3 o'clock A.M. on the 27th of July 1868, Wm. Wall Richardson, only son of Judge R.W. and Sarah Caroline Richardson, age 13 years 10 months and 17 days. The Ouachita Telegraph Wednesday, August 5, 1868 Page 3, Column 1 We deeply sympathize with our esteemed friend, James D. McEnery, Esq., in the sudden and very afflicting loss of his sprightly son, James, who died on Saturday from a wound received by the accidental discharge of a gun in his hand at the time of the sad occurrence. He lived but a few minutes after the fatal shot, the ball penetrating the lower part of the abdomen, producing death within an hour. It appears that the deceased was lifting the gun over the gallery railing, at the time of the accident, with the muzzle toward him. In drawing it over, the hammer scraped the railing and was so much raised that, when the pressure was removed, it fell with explosive force on the cap and caused the discharge of the piece. A feeling obituary appears in the appropriate column. The Ouachita Telegraph Wednesday, August 5, 1868 Page 3, Column 3 Died, At the residence of his father at Magenta Plantation, on Bayou DeSiard, on 1st August,1868, at 2 o'clock, p.m. Jas. McEnery, aged 15 years, 8 days, son of Jas. D. McEnery, and Mary C. McEnery, deceased. The deceased had but recently returned home and was the joy of the household. His youth, full of life and vigor, imparted a gladness and freshness to the hearts of all who came in contact with it. His young soul was full of buoyancy on last Saturday, and as his merry laugh rung out on the air, none would have though that his life blood would so soon cease to flow. He had just left the family dwelling to return in a few moments, when a heart rending accident cut short his youthful career. On starting for the house about noon, he attempted to take up a rifle by the muzzle, which was lying on the floor of a house near the dwelling, when by some unaccountable means, it fired, the contents lodging in the lower part of the bowels, and he fell into the arms of his brother mortally wounded. He lingered about two hours. He bore his suffering with great fortitude not a groan, or sigh escaped him, although fully aware of his situation, and that death must speedily ensue, he requested that he might be stimulated and kept alive until his father, who was absent in town, might arrive. But alas! It was not to be. His consolation to meet that doting father, whose every wish it was his pleasure to anticipate, and whose blessing he hoped to receive. But that blessing from a pure and aged soul, from a grandmother who loved and adored him with more than a mother's fondness, closed his eyes in peace, and he slept the sleep of death as though an angel had summoned his soul away without the cruel intervention of death. Much was expected in after years from this promising youth. His mind had just begun to unfold itself and the sun light of life was pouring into his young soul, and illuminating it with the beauties of creation. It is sad even in inanimate life to see the flowers, sprinkled with the dew drops sparkling like diamonds in the morning freshness, touched by the noon day's heat wither and die. But sadder still to see youth, full of animation and hope, just reaching out its tender arms to grasp at the bright realities of life, suddenly cut off and its hopes and aspirations blasted! We place old age on the couch of death, and smooth back its hoary locks with but a sigh. Nature in her fitting time has claimed her own, and it comes as sure as the "sear and yellow leaf" fall at November's frost. But the loss of youth, beautiful, glorious youth claims more. It tears away from us what we cling to with fondness and there is a void created in the heart through which great gushing tears must flow. Jimmie they have been shed for you! The Ouachita Telegraph Wednesday, August 12, 1868 Page 3, Column 4 Obituary. DIED, at his residence, on Bayou De Siard July 2(4?), 1868, JOSIAH T. MASON, in the 37th year of his age. This sad event, although not unexpected, carries sorrow to many a heart. The friends of the deceased were numerous and they were devoted in their attachment. Of him, it can truly be said, that he has departed and left no enemy behind. His was a disposition so kind and gentle in its tendencies that the heart warmed to him, and his sympathetic nature responded in the most generou(s) impulses. Those who have enjoyed his friendship and love, will ever remember, with the most affectionate regard, a nature as pure, as true, as guileless, as ever prompted to acts of kindness, charity and love. His life was characterized by no marked event. He went through it with evenness and smoothness, creating by his presence alon(e) green and lovely spots along its weary way just as the spring pours forth its limpid waters and flows quietly and gently, nourishing the flower's bloom with gladness along its course as they drink in its crystal drops. So fixed was the disposition of the deceased in all the loving kindnesses of our nature that nothing could turn it from him, and develop the least ungenerous or unmanly sentiments. In the severest trials of the camp, amid hunger, thirst, and disease, which are so apt to turn out the most forbidding parts of our nature, he was unchanged, and was loved and adored by his companions as the same man the same Joe Mason that they had known in the brighest (sic) days of his prosperity. No adversity changed him, and even at the very threshold of death, his gentleness shown out with a splendor that dispelled the gloom that lingered around the couch. As we write this the memory is crowded with past associations, and we go back to the days of his youth, and follow up to his manhood, and gather the brightest flowers of a friendship that ever bloomed along life's stony path. We will treasure them forever and as a tear is dropped for the unredeeming traits of our character, we will inhale their fragrance and remember that there has been one who has passed over life's journey with as few faults as it is the fortune of poor humanity to posess. We will not invade the sanctity of the family circle and tell of the happiness that has fled of the affectionate husband, devoted father and loving son who will be missed. We draw a veil over this sad affliciton, and weep over the distresses of a heart-stricken family. Death comes ruthlessly, and takes irrespective of age or condition; the high and the low the rich and the poor, the gentle and the vicious, are alike crushed beneath its inexorable weight. But had it pleased an all-wise Providence, we would have snatched from its cold embrace so much goodness and gentleness. But as it has decreed otherwise we bow in humble and reverential submission to its mandate, believing that his virtues have been gathered from this vale of tears, and transplanted to a brighter home to live in everlasting life. "The Lord gave and the Lord hath taken away; blessed be the name of the Lord." The Ouachita Telegraph Wednesday, September 9, 1868 Page 3, Column 1 Mr. N.R. Hemkin, for a long time afflicted with rheumatism, died in Monroe on the 1stinstant. The Ouachita Telegraph Wednesday, September 16, 1868 Page 3, Column 4 DIED, In Monroe, September 12, 1868, after a short illness, JULIA ADELAIDE DABBS, daughter of the late Dr. Christopher H. DABBS; aged 19 years, and 3 months. The Ouachita Telegraph Wednesday, September 23, 1868 Page 3, Column 2 DIED, In the town of Bastrop, on the 30th ultimo., WALDEMAR BARNES, aged 28 years. [Bastrop Dispatch, 11th inst. Deceased was a native of England, but grew to manhood on the Island of St. Thomas, whence he came to Louisiana, a few years prior to the late war. In that eventful struggle he took a private soldier's part as a member of Co. F. 12th Louisiana Regiment, Scott's brigade, Loring's division. On acount of his excellent clerical attainments, he was frequently placed on detached service, where his fine social qualities, promptness and correctness in the discharge of duty and uniform urbanity made him both a useful and agreeable subaltern. No one, perhaps, knew his worth better than the writer of these lines, and but few will lament his death more. Of an ardent, impulsive nature, poor Barnes sometimes acted indiscreetly; but we always found him ready to listen to reason and to atone for what he had wrongfully done or said. We condole with his bereaved wife and little one in their deep affliction, and trust that Heaven's bounteous storehouse of blessings may always fly open to their appeals. ED. TELEGRAPH. The Ouachita Telegraph Wednesday, October 7, 1868 Page 3, Column 3 DIED, Near Trenton, La., September 28, 1868, YOUNG GREEN, son of Col. T.C. and S.N. Standifer; aged, 15 years, 3 months and 14 days. The Ouachita Telegraph Wednesday, October 14, 1868 Page 2, Column 4 Peleg B. Phelps, Esq., of New Orleans died on the 4th instant. Mr. Phelps was connected with the Crescent previous to the war, and since with the Times. It was he who wrote the articles headed "Talk on Change;" and, strange to say, although he was quite deaf, he could hear more of what transpired daily on the flags than almost any man in New Orleans. Mr. Phelps died at the age of sixty - (f)our. The Ouachita Telegraph Wednesday, October 28, 1868 Page 2, Column 6 SUDDEN DEATH. D.Y. Grayson a well known citizen of this parish, died very suddenly at the store of S. Weil and Bro. He had an attack of paralysis at his residence on Sunday last, but was able to come to town on yesterday to attend as a witness in a case under investigation before Judge Ray. Feeling unwell on his arrival to town, he retired to bed, and shortly afterwards was attacked with apoplexy, which resulted fatally. The Ouachita Telegraph Wednesday, October 28, 1868 Page 3, Column 1 FUNERAL ORATION ON THE DEATH OF HENRY REGENBURG, 32nd, DISTRICT DEPUTY GRAND MASTER OF THE MOST WORSHIPFUL GRAND LODGE, STATE OF LOUISIANA, DELIVERED BY INVITATION BEFORE UNION FRATERNAL LODGE, No. 53. Farmerville, Union Parish, Louisiana, October 18, 1868; BY EUGENE TISDALE, 32d, T.P. Grand Master, DeMolay Council Kadosh, MONROE, LA. FUNERAL ORATION. Worshipful Master, Wardens and Members of Union Fraternal Lodge, No. 53: In answer to your request, I am here to-day your humble organ, with the hope of executing a part of the system of public mourning which you have been pleased to adopt commemorative of the death of the most illustrious and most beloved mason of Northern Louisiana, and which, while it transmits to posterity your sense of the awful event, faintly represents your knowledge of the ominent masonic worth you so cordially honor. Fragile indeed is any attempt on earth to meet correspondingly this dispensation of the Supreme Architect of the Universe, for while with masonic resigantion we submit to the decree of the Grand Master of the Celestial Lodge above, we can never cease lamenting in our almost blind view of Omnipotent Wisdom; the heart-rending privation for which our ancient and beloved order weeps. A tower of strength in Masonry, a beloved mentor during the burden and heat of the weary hours of Labor, and an every generous good natured and happy companion in the quick passing moments of Refreshment is now no more! No more did I say! his fame his masonic fame from the corner to the cap stone of the temple, still survives! bounded only by the confines of that resplendent Lodge so beautifuly described in the Trestle Board as extending in length from the rising to the setting sun; in breadth, from the South to the North in depth, from the surface to the centre of the globe, and in heighth; from the Earth to the Heaven of Heavens! Brethern of the Mystic Tie! How shall I portray to your weeping hearts his pre-eminent worth! Where shall I begin in displaying to your view a character sublime! Shall I speak of his successful legal career, of his manly decision of character; of his unwavering honesty of purpose, of his quiet but pursuassive elequence? Or shall I speak of his wonderful masonic attainments, of his perfect knowledge of every degree in Masonry whether Free and Accepted, or Ancient Accepted Scottish Rite, and of his untiring efforts to dispense true masonic light and knowledge to all less informed bretheren wheresoever dispersed throughout the World! Come then, in silent admiration, one moment with me upon the ground floor of our Symbolic temple and their calmly view our late beloved teacher with the Holy Bible, Twenty- four inch Guage and Common Gavel, patiently insturcting some newly entered apprentices not only how to divide his time to the best possible advantage, and to divest his heart and conscience of all the vices and superfluities of Life; but further informing him that having advanced thus far, it was his inestimable privilege to enter the great laboratory of Nature not to work, but to admire not to dictate, but to be instructed how to trace the perfect gradation from the smallest animal cub (?) up to the Grand Centre of the planetary system and by observation and investigation to develope the vast powers and immense resources of the Mind, which under proper discipline eventually grasps and considers the varied and wonderful works of Nature and aided by Revelation receives evidence of the immortality of the Soul, and even comprehends God! Then follow, as he tenderly guides the neophyte up the traditionary winding stair-way pleasantly beguiling the tedious path, with an eloquent description of the many orders, arts and sciences, of which our ancient brethren were required to have full and complete knowledge, ere they could receive wages. View him as Worshipful Master of the Lodge giving good and wholesome instruction. Aye behold him in 9160 and 9161, looking well to the South, as Junior Grand Warden of the most Worshipful Grand Lodge of the State of Louisiana. In 9162, 9163, 9164 and 9165 as Right Excellent Grand Royal Arch Chapter of the State of Louisiana, and then, when bodily infirmity compelled him to remain more at home, behold him vigorous in mind though frail in body, still true to the cause as Most Excellent High Priest of D.F. Reeder R.A. Chapter No. 9, and even zealously serving as District Deputy Grand Master of the Eighth Masonic District, and finally behold him; covered with the emblems of sorrow calmly reposing in the arms of death! Brethren! The imperfect outline described, exhibits a life of meriterious service, and assembled here to-day to pay the last sad tribute of love and respect to the exalted memory of Henry Regenburg, it were not unbecoming in us, while remembering his virtues to dwell one moment upon the painful theme of Death. The bleak autumn winds now mournfully sighing through the pines of the hills, of this parish, changing from green to gold and brown and crimson, the broad oak leaves now falling thick and fast upon the tomb of our brother remind us that Death is the portion of every man, and every woman; the heritage of worms, rottenness and cold dishonor. Thi(s) day is mine and yours, but we know not what shall be on the morrow. Death meets us everywhere; and is procured by every instrument, and in all chances; And all this is the law and Constitution of Nature, the unalterable event of Providence and the decree of Heaven. The chains that confine us to this condition are strong as Destiny and immutable as the eternal laws of God. Let us therefore imitate the example of our illustrious brother, and by a wise and virtuous life make the best preparation for peaceable death. Let us bear our crosses patiently, and our persecutions nobly, and ever keep our house to order that we may be prepared to die. Ever remembering that death come when he will, comes duly to perfect Masonic science, comes only to strengthen and confirm the bands of Masonic fellowship, comes only to complete the glory and facilitate the eternal completion of all Masonic connections. The chariot of Fire, again, hath gone heavenward the mantle of our prophet hath fallen; but upon whom? We all loved him and we all miss him. The white hairs of the venerable brother near me are whiter now, than they were before this event; and it was not in public assembly nor in the presence of witnesses that I learned that brother John C. Gordy loved brother Henry Regenburg. The pure deep flood of true Masonic Love surmounts the dark Tomb! aye! It stops not there-its wave breaks upon the confines of existence and dashes its spray into Heaven! And now my brethren although with trembling hands and sorrowing hearts we have consigned the mortal remains of our illustrious and well beloved brother Henry Regenburg to the darkness and the corruption of the tomb we are permitted to rejoice in the pleasing thought that his noble soul will live on, with the life of God himself; and may we not even believe that this beautiful morning when the angelic messengers of the only true and living God assembled near the Sanctum Sanctoram of the Celestial Lodge above to receive those strange and awful designs now being silently and surely placed into execution in this and the other worlds within the sound of the gavel of Jehovah, that the perfect work copied as drawn upon the immortal trestle board by a newly installed Junior Grand Warden closely resembled the beautiful designs once drawn in the Sanctum Sancto(r) um of Union Fraternal Lodge! The Ouachita Telegraph Wednesday, November 4, 1868 Page 2, Column 5 Zachariah Weil, a prominent merchant of this place died, after a long and painful illness, on the 31st ult. His loss will be severely felt in the community. The Ouachita Telegraph Wednesday, November 4, 1868 Page 3, Column 3 DIED, In Trenton, on the 1st inst., of Swamp Fever, CLARA SOPHIA, second daughter of Mrs. E.J. and the late S.L. Slack, aged 13 years 3 months and 6 days. Sad indeed is it to think of the sore visitations to this bereaved and much afflicted family. In but a short space of time five of this household have been borne to the silent grave, within which sleeps the gray-haired Sire, the bright boy, the blooming maiden, the lovely girl, and the tender babe. "Leaves have their time to fall, And flowers to wither at the north wind's breath, And stars to set but all, Thou hast all seasons for thine own, oh! Death." The Ouachita Telegraph Wednesday, December 9, 1868 Page 3, Column 1 OBITUARY. DIED On Tuesday morning, Nov. 17, 1868 at 8 o'clock, MATILDA BREARD, wife of D.A. Breard, of Monroe, Ouachita Parish La., and daughter of Ann and William Ohern, of this city, aged 19 years and 11 months. The above announcement suddenly plunged in grief many whose hearts beat joyously a few moments before the eye beheld it, and happy homes of those families immediately concerned. Only a few months ago a numerous and brilliant party assembled on the occasion of the union of the deceased with the chosen of her heart, in the same house in which, two or three days since, many of them beheld her arrayed in the habiliments of the tomb; the bride of Death. May the bereaved husband be consoled by the knowledge that our Divine Lord, seeing that she was too good for earth, took her to Heaven, and that He, without whose will a sparrow cannot fall to the ground, and His Blessed Mother, will watch over the little one, orphaned, alas! At her birth, and train her up in His fear and love to immitate the virtues of her mother. Poor Tillie is gone, and may God, who "chasteneth those whom he loveth," cicatrize (sic) the wound in the hearts of her afflicted parents, by pouring over them the sweet balm of that holy consolation which He alone can give is the fervent prayer of D.J. Nov. , 1868 N.O. Times. The Ouachita Telegraph Wednesday, December 9, 1868 Page 3, Column 2 DIED, In this place on the afternoon of Thursday the 3rd inst., of Croup, after a most distressing illness of four days ELLA TUCKER, youngest daughter of Frank P. and Georgia T. Stubbs, aged 1 year, 8 months and seven days. "Thou wert un like a form of light, That Heaven benignly caled the hence, Ere yet the world could breathe one blight O'er thy sweet innocence. And thou, that brighter home to bless, Art passed, with all thy loveliness. # # #