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The Liberty Tribune 1871
DEATHS IN THE LIBERTY TRIBUNE, CLAY COUNTY, MISSOURI

The following death notices appeared in The Liberty Tribune, Liberty, Clay 
County, Missouri during the year of 1871.  Some the deaths did not occur in 
Clay County.  The date of publication is shown prior to the item(s).

Jan 6, 1871:
Death of Mrs. Baxter.
Died, at the residence of her father in Clay county, on the 27th ult., of 
pulmonary consumption, Mrs. Sallie J. Baxter, consort of James D. Baxter.
The deceased was the daughter of Samuel M., and Mary Campbell, of Clay county, 
and was at her death in the 27th year of her age.  She was married to Mr. James 
D. Baxter on the 27th day of  November, 1864.  At the early age of fourteen she 
became a member of the Christian Church, and through her subsequent life, she 
lived an earnest and consistent Christian.
To the writer, who knew her from early childhood, she appeared one of the 
purest of earthly characters.  In the several relations of daughter, wife, 
neighbor, and Christian, her brief but interesting life presents an example 
worthy of imitation.
Those who knew her as a neighbor and friend will ever remember her genial, 
pleasant disposition, her words of good cheer in the hour of distress, her 
quiet deeds of charity, and her active sympathy for the suffering.  The voice 
of duty was the law of her life.
Her sufferings during a painful illness of many months, were borne without a 
murmur.  In the closing hour of her life she was tranquil and rational.  No 
memories of a misspent life seemed to intrude themselves upon that solemn 
hour.  To the friends around her she whispered the parting words, and her 
spirit took its flight from this sin-cursed earth.
We sincerely sympathize with her kind husband, and numerous friends and 
relatives, in this severe bereavement.  In the hour of their grief they are 
consoled by the reflection, that if a life of purity and devotion to the 
practice of Christian duties; if a life adorned by Christian virtues and 
endeared to our memories by deeds of kindness and love, can offer any 
assurance, then all is well with our departed friend.  She has passed from the 
trials and afflictions of time to the glorious fruitions of a happy 
eternity.           Z.

We regret to learn that Mrs. Baxter, wife of Mr. James D. Baxter, and daughter 
of Mr. S.W. Campbell, died at the residence of her father last week, of 
consumption, aged about 28 years.  She was a most estimable and Christian lady 
and universally esteemed by all who knew her.

Jan 13, 1871:
In this county, on the 18th ult., Jerome, infant son of T.M. and B.E. Jeffires.

Died in this city on the 10th inst., Mrs. Maggie Messick, wife of Mr. John 
Messick, aged about 22 years.  She had resided in Liberty but a few months, but 
in that time had made many friends who deeply regret her early death, and 
sympathise with her afflicted husband.  She was a member of the Christian 
Church and died in the hope of a blissful immortality.  

Gen. J.M. Bassett, a prominent lawyer of St. Joseph, died suddenly a few days 
ago.

Jan 20, 1871:
Mr. Isaac Robinson, and old and highly respected citizen, died at his residence 
near this city, on the 11th, aged about 65 years.

Jan 27, 1871:
Died Near Liberty, on the 16th inst., of paralysis, Mrs. Nancy Groom, wife of 
Mr. Joseph Groom, aged 70 years.
She had been afflicted with the dreadful disease for near four years, and bore 
her sufferings with Christian resignation.  she was an excellent lady, 
fulfilling to the letter all the duties of wife and mother, and neighbor, and 
her death will be lamented by a large circle of relatives and friends.
“Why should our tears in sorrow flow
When God recalls his own;
And bids them leave a world of woe,
For an immortal crown.”

Died, at Arnold Station, on the 19th, Mr. Mathew Chitty, aged 71 years.  He 
died of disease of the heart.

Feb 10, 1871:
Near Liberty, on the 4th inst., Mrs. Seneth Timberlake, wife of Mr. John 
Timberlake, aged about 50 years.

Died, near Gosneyville, o the 30th ult., Annie, daughter of Dr. B.F. and Mattie 
Records, aged two years 8 months and 9 days.

Died, Jan. 27th, 1871, of Pluria Pneumonia and Meningetis, Ida, daughter of 
H.C. and M.L. Everett, aged 8 years, 9 mos. and 19 days.

Died in this county on the 29th ult., Mr. David Hooker, aged 25 years.

Departed this life on the 31st of Jan., 1871, on Clay county, of consumption, 
Mrs. Mary E. Pickett, in the 23d year of her age.
Sister Pickett was born in North Carolina, and lived there ‘till about two 
years since, when she plighted her hand to Mr. Edward Pickett, when they came 
to this State, where she won for herself a good name and many devout friends.  
But these earthly relations were severed by the last enemy – death – who 
visited her on the 31st of Jan., and claimed her for his own, when her sun went 
down to rise no more.
“Death enters, and there’s no defence,
His time there’s none can tell.”
She had been a professor of religion for about six years, but circumstances 
were such that she did not unite with the church, yet she lived a life of 
devotion and deep piety.  She loved to read the Bible.  Her illness was long, 
deep and deceptive, all of which she met with Christian patience and marked 
resignation.  She talked much of death which she knew to be near at hand, but 
said she feared not for she was ready to go.  Some two or three times while 
nearing the “valley and shadow of death” she was made to rejoice in Christ and 
Praise God.  Thus closed the life struggle when the weary spirit quit the 
earthly house and departed for that “rest that remains to the people of God.”  
Her work is done.  She is gone.  To the relatives we would say “strive to enter 
in.”
“Dear as thou wast, and justly dear,
WE would not weep for thee;
One thought shall check the starting tear,
It is – that thou art free.”                                T.M.

Died, at the Gash Homestead, on the 25th Jan., 1871, Mr. Simeon R. Brashear, 
aged 32 years.  He was a member of the Christian Church, and tranquilly left 
the shores of time in the full hope of a blessed immortality.  He was also a 
member of the Lodge of I.O.O.F. at Platte City, and was buried with the honors 
of the Order.

From Gosneyville: Tribute of Respect.
At a called communication of Acacia Lodge, No. 289, A.F. and A.M., at 
Gosneyville, Mo., Feb. 5th, A.D. 1871, A.L. 5871, the following Preambles and 
Resolutions were offered by a committee composed of G.W. Owens, D.A. Stout, and 
W.H. Dryden, which were adopted:
Whereas, It has pleased the supreme Architect of the Universe to summons from 
his labors upon earth our beloved Brother, Joseph James, calling him by His 
Omnipotent will to that Judgement which awaits all who are toiling in earthly 
temples, and
Whereas, The Masonic ties which bound him to the Fraternity in mutual 
friendship, have been severed, no more to be reunited, until the day the grave 
shall yield up its dead. Therefore, 
Resolved, That we sincerely mourn this disruption of covenanted friendship, 
bearing in tender remembrance his fidelity to Masonry, and his devotions to the 
principles it inculcates.
Resolved, That we earnestly sympathize with the relatives and friends of our 
deceased Brother in the loss we have all sustained, and tender them that 
consolation which the world can neither give nor take away, and that we will 
wear the usual badge of mourning for thirty days.
Resolved, That a copy of these Preambles and Resolutions be given to the family 
of our deceased Brother and inserted in the Journals of Clay county.
A true copy of the Record, Attest:  James H. Stout, Sec’ry

Feb 17, 1871:
Mr. Thos. Sallee, residing near Keene, Jessamine county, was killed by 
lightning on Sunday night, while sitting with his family around the fire.

Feb 24, 1871:
A Sad Story. – We clip fro the Carrollton Record, the following letter from 
DeWitt concerning Miss Nettie Gordon, whose sudden and singular death, induced 
the belief that she died by her own hand: Poor girl:
Mr. Editor. – I send you the following lines, written by Miss Nettie Gordon, 
the unfortunate young lady who committed suicide, as is supposed; which 
evidently shows that her death was premeditated.  The cause of her self-
destruction, if she committed the rash act, was on account of seduction and 
ruin.  There are so many opinions as to the author of her ruin, that I forbear 
any comments.
“I would not stay forever here,
In this sad world of care and pain,
I would not have life linger on,
Or give my thoughts to earth again.

I long to close my tearful eyes
Recline my weary, aching head,
Upon the couch where all is peace,
And rest among the early dead.

Inwoven with many a darkling thread,
The texture of my life appears
How vain were all my sweetest hopes,
How more than bitter were my tears.”
These lines were written on Sunday previous to her death, which happened on 
Wednesday, February the 1st.  On the night of Thursday the 26th of January, she 
was sleigh-riding with several others, and she said to the young gentleman who 
occupied the sleigh with her: “This is the last sleigh-ride that I will take on 
this earth.”

Mar 10, 1871:
Died, near this city on the 8th inst., Alexander Calhoun Routt, son of Judge 
Henry L., and Catharine Routt, aged 2 years, 8 months, and 8 days.
“O think that while you’re weeping here,
His hand a golden harp is stringing;
And with a voice serene and clear,
His ransomed soul without a tear
His Saviour’s praise is singing!

And thus, when to the silent tomb,
Your listless dust like his is given,
Like faith shall whisper ‘midst the gloom,
That yet again in faithful bloom,
That dust shall smile in Heaven.”

Murder.
Last Saturday night Mr. Michael Dailey, a foreman on the North Missouri Rail 
Road, was found on the pavement in front of Austin’s stable, shot through the 
breast, and so seriously injured that he died on Monday evening.  He stated 
that he was in company with John Murray and Barney Hushes, and that the latter 
shot him without provocation.  Murray and Hughes fled, but were overtaken by 
Sheriff Moss in Quincy and brought back on Tuesday and lodged in jail.  The 
accused say the shooting was accidental.  Coroner Meffert returned a verdict in 
accordance with the above facts.
Mr. Dailey is represented as a quiet citizen, highly esteemed by his 
acquaintances.  He was buried with the rites of Odd Fellowship.  As the case 
will undergo legal investigation we forbear comment.

Mar 24, 1871:
Died in this county, on the 17th inst., Isaac M. Groom, son of Mr. Amos Groom, 
aged 15 years.

Mar 31, 1871:
Died, of consumption in Kearney, Mo., on the 20th of March, 1871, Mr. Berryman 
Shafer, aged 30 years and 3 days.

Dr. G.W. Mothershead, a prominent member of the medical profession of this 
county, died a few days ago very suddenly, aged 35 years.

Apr 7, 1871:
Mrs. D.W. Creek died in this county a few days ago aged about 40 years.

Mr. H.G. Fernandez, a promising young lawyer, and late of Liberty, died at his 
residence in Mississippi a short time ago.  

Death of Dr. G.W. Mothershead. – Tribute of Respect.
At a meeting of the Clay county Medical Society, March 29th, 1871, called for 
the purpose of expressing the sympathies of the profession at the untimely 
death of Dr. G.W. Mothershead, Dr. S.Ritchy was called to the chair, and Dr. 
J.T. Marsh was chosen secretary.
Drs. J.M. Allen, W.W. Dougherty and J.T. Marsh were appointed a committee to 
draft resolutions expressive of the objects of the meeting.  After a brief 
absence the following preamble and resolutions were presented and adopted:
Whereas, an inscrutable Providence has removed from his friends and a career of 
usefulness, our associate, Dr. G.W. Mothershead, who had just returned from the 
St. Louis Medical College with all the honors fresh upon his young head, his 
youthful heart palpitating with proud and earnest hopes of the future, 
therefore,
Resolved, That in the death of Dr. G.W. Mothershead, society has lost a 
valuable member, his friends a pleasing companion, his profession an ornament 
and his family an affectionate father and husband.
Resolved, That we tender our great sorrow and condolence to the afflicted 
family, and express to them the pleasing hope that partings do not extend 
beyond man’s mere mortal life.
Resolved, That these resolutions by published in our city papers and a copy of 
them be presented to the family of the deceased.

Tribute of Respect.
At a regular meeting of the Philomathic Society of Wm. Jewell College, March 
31st, 1871, the following preamble and resolutions were unanimously adopted:
Whereas, God in his mysterious providence has called from the paths of life Dr. 
G.W. Mothershead, a former member of our society, therefore be it resolved:
1st.  That we recognize God’s hand in his sudden departure, and bow in 
submission to the divine stroke.
2d.  That the remembrance of the time when he traversed the same field of 
literature through which we are passing, and when these walls echoed his tones 
which expressed the same youthful hopes that animate us, warns us that in the 
inscrutable councils of Him “whose ways are above our ways,” it may be 
determined that we shall die like he, when our diplomas have just been 
received, and the work of our lives just opening out before us.
3rd.  That we are admonished to so live that our last moments may be cheered by 
his hopes, that we may exclaim in his words to loved ones gone before; “its all 
bright ever there.”
4th.  That we extend our sympathy to the bereaved, and exhort them to “mourn 
not as these without hope,” but strive to make their lives as exemplary as his.
5th That a copy of these resolutions be furnished the Liberty Tribune with 
request for publication.

Apr 14, 1871:
Death of J.M. McClanahan.
We regret to learn that Mr. J.M. McClanahan, late one of the proprietors of the 
Clay County Democrat, was shot in an altercation on the cars in St. Charles 
Wednesday.  No particulars. Mr. M. was his worst enemy; and aside from his too 
frequent use of ardent spirits, was a kind hearted and good man.  Poor Mack!  
He deserved a better fate.  May he sleep in peace.

Another Member of the Legislature Dead. – Hon. J.P.B. Gratiot, member of he 
Twenty-sixth General Assembly from Washington county died in St. Louis on the 
8th.  Mr. Gratiot was a resident of Richland, and by occupation a farmer.  He 
had also devoted much time to mining and was a man of decidedly practical turn 
of mind.  Having been in feeble health for a long time, he was taken ill 
shortly after the organization of the House, and was only able to be present at 
a few sessions.  The last official act of his life was to cast his vote in 
caucus and joint session for general Blair for United States Senator.  He was 
the oldest member of the body, having reached the ripe old age of Seventy-three 
years.  This makes the third death in the present Legislature, Viz. Lyman 
Beeman of Newton county; Geo. W. Hammett, of Montgomery county, and J.P.B. 
Gratiot, of Washington county.

May 5, 1871:
Mrs. Mary A. Ford, wife of Mr. James H. Ford, died in this city on the 1st 
inst., aged about 50 years.  She was a most estimable lady and her death will 
be sincerely mourned by her many relations and friends.

May 12, 1871:
From Gosneyville:
I suppose that you have heard of the death of the venerable and highly esteemed 
Charles McGee, which took place about the 20th of March.  He was one of the 
oldest inhabitants, having resided here over forty-five years.  He was one of 
our best citizens, being a good neighbor, kind husband and affectionate 
father.  Honest and upright in all his transactions.  Though poor as regards 
worldly possessions, yet he was rich in his integrity and good works.  He was a 
true Christian and feared not to die.  For said he a few days before his 
demise, “Whenever it is God’s will, I am ready to go.”  What a consolation for 
his aged and much loved companion and numerous children!  What an example for 
us all!

May 19, 1871:
Departed this life, May 2d, 1871, in the 52d year of her age, Mrs. May Ann 
ford, wife of James H. Ford, and daughter of the late Capt. William Duncan.  
The deceased was born in Bourbon county, Ky., May 24th, 1819; in 1825 she 
removed with her parents to Clay county, Mo., where she has ever since 
resided.  She has been a member of the Christian church about twenty-three 
years; and well did she prove her faith; there are many living proofs of her 
Christina benevolence and charity that will long love and cherish her memory.
For many years she suffered from bodily disease, but suddenly, on the morning 
of the 1st day of May, she was stricken with apoplexy; her suffering was most 
intense for twenty-six hours, when at half past nine on he morning of the 2d, 
her pure spirit took its flight, to dwell with the God who gave it, and loved 
ones gone before.  No more will we hear her dear voice, or see the mother love 
beam from those beautiful eyes.  Alas!  The tongue was struck dumb, and the 
eyes, blind by the fatal disease, from the very first, and we were denied the 
sweet privilege of her last farewell: we could but sit idle by her dying bed 
and see her suffer, while our loving, sorrowful hearts, yearned to do something 
for her relief; but she was beyond all human assistance, medicine was of no 
avail.  She had traveled thirty-two years of her life’s journey by the side of 
a dear husband, and her character as a wife and helpmate, and affectionate 
mother, a kind friend, and good neighbor, is too well known to need comment, 
for none knew her but to love her.
Her hands are gently folded,
She sleeps beneath the sod,
Beside two darling children,
Who long since went to God.

We know that angel children,
Were waiting for you there;
But how can we the living,
Live without you here.

We pray that God the Father
Will make us good and true,
That Father and living children
May sometime dwell with you.
May 11, 1871                              Daughter.

Mr. Samuel C. woods, of Clay county, died in Glasgow on the 20th ult.  Mr. 
Woods removed to this county in the fall of 1866, where he remained until 
February last, when he went to Glasgow on a visit – and soon after his arrival 
there he was confined to his bed from consumption, and continued to grow worse 
until death put an end to his sufferings.

Died in Plattsburg, on the 30th ult., Mrs. Fannie M. Hooper, wife of Wm. P. 
Hooper, and daughter of the late Thos. Arnold, of Clay, aged 28 years.

We regret to learn that W.B. Cockrell, of Kansas City, and formerly of Liberty, 
died yesterday.

May 26, 1871:
Mrs. Sallie Singleton, wife of John T. Singleton, formerly of Liberty, and a 
daughter of Mrs. Ready of this city, died in Columbia on the 22d inst., aged 
about 38 years.  She was a most estimable and Christian lady.

The Late Wm. B. Cockrell.
The remains of Wm. B. Cockrell were taken to Liberty yesterday, under the 
escort of Heroine Lodge, A.F. and A.M. No. 194, and buried in the beautiful 
graveyard in that town.  By the kindness of the Hannibal and St. Joseph 
railroad a coach was attached to a train at 11 o’clock and half fare tickets 
sold.  The usual impressive services were conducted over the grave by W.M., 
O.P. Burns, of this city, and a number of personal friends of the deceased, 
paid the last sad tribute to the memory of the departed man.
Our personal relations were always of the kindest, and the different newspaper 
men of this city will sympathise with his family in their bereavement.  K.C. 
Journal.

From Gosneyville:
Since last writing, death has again visited our neighborhood and claimed two of 
our best citizens.  The first was Mr. Jonathan Lewis, who had resided here but 
three years.  He was an honest, industrious gentleman and was making many 
friends by his strict attention to his own business and non-9interference with 
that of others.  He was a native of Indiana, was twenty-eight years and leaves 
a widow and six children to mourn his loss.  He died on Sunday the 14th inst., 
at 12 o’clock, M.  His death was caused by tubercular meningitis and pulmonary 
consumption.

From Gosneyville:
On Monday morning at half past two o’clock, the 15th inst., “Uncle” Jeremiah 
Baily was gathered to his Fathers.  He was one of the old pioneers in this 
county.  He was born in Louisa county, Va., on the 13th day of August, 1802, 
and was of course sixty-nine years old at his death.  He steeled in this county 
in the fall of 1831, where he has continued to reside ever since.  He was a 
most exemplary Christian.  Nothing pleased him so well for the last few years 
as to talk of the goodness and mercy of God, showing conclusively that his mind 
was being prepared for a happier existence.  He was well known to all the old 
settlers of Clay, and was always considered one of the best men in the county.  
I have not space to name all his virtues, and his faults were very few indeed.  
He had no enemies!  but multitudes of friends.  He leaves quite a number of 
children and grand children to mourn for the good old man, whose face was ever 
radiant with Christina love and charity.  May they all strive to imitate their 
worthy sire, and meet him on the “ever green shore,” is the humble prayer of 
one who knew him.  One by one the old pioneers of Clay are passing to the 
spirit land.    

Jun 9, 1871:
We regret to learn that Mr. William Atchison, of Clay, who was stricken some 
weeks ago with paralysis is yet in a very critical condition. – Plattsburg 
Reflector.
Since the above was in type, we learn that Mr. Atchison is dead.  He was about 
60 years of age, an old resident of the county, a man universally esteemed for 
his many qualities of head and heart, and his death will be deeply regretted by 
a large number of friends throughout the west.  He was a brother of ex-Senator 
Atchison.

From Gosneyville:
In the first place I would note the decease of another one of our neighbors, 
viz: Mr. Peter C. Callaway, who died of pulmonary gangrene at his residence 
four miles southeast of this place on the 26th ult., aged 43 years and 9 
months.  He was a son-in-law of “Uncle” Jere Baily, whose death you noted last 
week.  He had been living in this county nearly all his life.  He was a member 
of the Christian church for the last two years and gave evidence in his last 
illness of a preparation of heart to meet that God whom he professed to 
love.  “Blessed are the dead that die in the Lord.”  He leaves a disconsolate 
widow and a number of children to the care of Him “who tempereth the wind to 
the shorn lamb.”  To the widow I would say, weep not as those who have no hope, 
for you may yet meet him “on the other bright shore.”

Jun 23, 1871:
Killed by the Indians.  Barry, Mo., June 15, 1871.
Messrs. Editors: From a letter, written by Mr. John W. Stone, we learn that on 
the 7th of May, Ult., Nat. S. Long, John Mullens, the two “Sam Elliots,” and 
perhaps some others, were killed in western Texas by the Indians.  The young 
men were from this neighborhood – the first a train master, the others 
teamsters.  The terrible deed was hightened in atrocity by the burning of one 
of the Elliott’s alive.  This was, we understand, within the shadow of Fort 
Griffin.  Butchered in cold blood!  Is this the protection vouchsafed to 
American citizens?  All hail to the “best government the world ever saw.”  Five 
only of the party escaped.  
Yours, &c.,                T.K. Gash.

Jun 30, 1871:
Mr. Ira Divoll, late superintendent of public schools in Missouri, died of 
consumption, o the 22d.

About three weeks since, our readers will remember that we gave an account of 
the mysterious suicide of an aged man by jumping into the river just below the 
Missouri Pacific depot on the levee. At the time we were unable to give any 
further information than the fact that a few days subsequent we published the 
fact of the finding of the body at Independence Landing, and, of its being 
buried.  The body answered the description of the man who jumped into the river 
at this place, but there was nothing to show what his name or business was, and 
he was buried as an unknown floater.  
Yesterday morning a woman of about 55 years of age arrived in this city from 
Liberty, in search of her husband, who had been missing for several weeks 
past.  He started for Kansas City, and that is the last ever heard from him.  
The lady, Mrs. Grady, went at once to Harry Hoke, at Carson & Jerome’s livery 
stable, almost the only man in the city with whom she was acquainted, and asked 
his assistance.  Hoke having read an account in the papers concerning the 
suicide referred to, immediately proceeded to the river and instituted 
inquiries among the sand men, who seen this mysterious suicide.  The full 
description of the man, so well as could be given from a mere glance was given 
him, and one of them stated that he was at Independence Landing when the body 
had been recovered, and that it was the man who owned a fast horse.  Although 
the man could not give the name, Mr. Hoke was satisfied from the description 
that it was Bill Grady, of Liberty, the owner of Meteoric Glare, a full-blood 
of the famous Glencoe stock, and a notorious racer in this section of country.
From what our reporter could learn from his heart-broken wife, Mr. Grady left 
his home about six weeks since and brought his race stallion to Kansas City and 
placed him in Carson and Jerome’s stable, 13th street and Grand Avenue, under 
the care of Harvey Hoke.  He then returned to his home.  One or two weeks later 
he returned to the city, and since then his family have heard nothing from 
him.  He was a hard and steady drinker and on a previous occasion had 
threatened to take his life.
When he plunged into the river he was noticed by several sand men, who thought 
he had fallen into the river, and threw a pole out for him to catch to save 
himself from drowning, but he thrust it away from him and sunk.
Mr. Hoke and Mrs. Grady will go to Independence Landing tomorrow and have the 
body raised and taken home.  K.C. Times.  
Upon examination of the body it was identified as that of wm. Grady.  

Jul 7, 1871:
On the 26th of June, 1871, of congestion of the brain, Mrs. Mary E. Osborn, 
wife of Henry H. Osborn and daughter of Thomas Y. and Mary J. Gill, aged 28 
years and four months.
She died after a short illness during which she suffered a great deal, but was 
unconscious of her suffering.  How can the death of a mother ever be realized 
by a family of seven little children.  Her husband and parents, brothers and 
sisters have lost one whom the world can never fill the place of.  If we had 
not faith in God that he doeth all things for the best, think of the distress 
her death has caused and believe Him to be a just God.  She had been a member 
of the Presbyterian church for a number of years, and we have every reason to 
believe that she has gone to that rest prepared for those who love and serve 
God.            M.

An Old Patriarch Gone!  From Barry, Mo.
Died, at his residence on the morning of the 30th June, 1871, after a 
protracted illness, Mr. Benjamin Gragg, in the 80th year of his age.
He was born in Cocke county, East Tennessee, Dec. 28th, 1791, moved to Missouri 
in 1819, and to Clay county in 1822. Professed religion and joined the church 
in 1823, and has for 48 years been a faithful, consistent, pious and devoted 
Christian, bearing the trials of life, (and his afflictions were many and 
heavy) with long-suffering, forbearance, patience and Christian fortitude.
He was in the war of 1812, under Gen. Jackson, and in the battle of 
Hillibytown.  He was a man of strict integrity; lived, loved and respected, and 
died regretted by all who knew his real worth, and in his death demonstrated 
his confidence in the religion of Jesus Christ, looking calmly and confidently 
forward to a glorious immortality.
“Peace to his ashes.”
May we be enabled to leave as spotless a character and die with as strong a 
hope of a “home in Heaven.”                Camille.

Jul 14, 1871:
The death of Peter Pierce at Fayette, will be lamented by many of the older 
citizens of Missouri, to whom he was long known as the proprietor and genial 
landlord of the Pierce Hotel at Boonville.  None who ever enjoyed his 
hospitalities but will shed a tear over the veteran’s memory.

In Missouri City on the 22d of June, 1871, of Chronic inflammation of the 
bowels, Mrs. Elizabeth Hutchinson, (in her 50th year) wife of F.M. Hutchinson.
The deceased was born in Clark county, Ky., and daughter of the late George 
Thomas of that State, and has been a resident of Missouri for the last sixteen 
years, leaving a most devoted husband and ten children to mourn the loss of one 
of Nature’s noblest specimens of a confiding affectionate wife, and devoted, 
forbearing and tender hearted mother.  Society lost much by the long 
confinement by disease of this most truly useful lady – for none excelled her 
in good neighborship and all the varied relations of social life.  Her loss 
will be sensibly felt in Missouri City and wherever she was known.  
But God’s ways and dealings are not as our ways, and for purposes best known to 
himself he has removed from us one whom we all loved, and knowing He can only 
do right, we must, with Christian fortitude and reliance, submit.
The deceased was buried in the Missouri City Cemetery surrounded by numerous 
weeping friends.            G. B. H.

On the 11th July, 1871, at the residence of his father in Missouri City, Frank 
G. Gash, after a protracted illness with typhoid fever for seventy-nine days.

The DeKalb Murder. – The Maysville Register contains a detailed account of the 
horrible affair which occurred in DeKalb county last week, I which Edward 
Titcomb shot his father, Judge T.B. Titcomb, inflicting wounds which resulted 
in death a day or two afterwards, struck his sisters violently, dislocating the 
shoulder of one of them, and assaulted his mother with an axe.  He is confined 
in the St. Joseph jail, and when informed of the death of his father manifested 
perfect indifference.  

Tribute of Respect.
At a called communication of Rising Sun Lodge No. 13, Barry, Mo., July 9th, to 
attend, according to ancient custom, the funeral services of a departed 
brother, the following was unanimously adopted:
Whereas, It has pleased the Great Architect of the Universe in the wise 
dispensation of His providence to call our well beloved brother, Albert 
Tillery, from the labors and duties of this Lodge to the rest and refreshment 
of the Grand Lodge above, where the Grand Master of the Universe preside; 
therefore, be it
Resolved, That in his death our Lodge has lost one of its most faithful 
members, society one of its best citizens, the family a kind and loving husband 
and father, and while we deeply deplore the loss of a brother, endeared to us 
by all the ties of the fraternity, who was found in the discharge of every duty 
he owed to God, his neighbor and himself, we “Weep not as those who have no 
hope” of meeting him again, but humbly and meekly submit to this affliction, 
knowing our “loss is his gain” – and would each exclaim:
“Thy will, no mine, O! gracious Lord, my burden spirit crise,
Again upon my saddened way
Grief’s tear drops fill my eyes.”
2d That we weep over his untimely death and sincerely sympathize with his widow 
and orphans; commending them to the care of Him who has promised to be 
a “husband to the widow and a father to the fatherless” and assure them that in 
the Craft they will ever find friends in whom they can confide, who have a 
special care for the bereaved families of our loved brethren, “who are not lost 
but gone before,” and would refer them to the Psalms of the sweet singer of 
Israel who says, “I was once young but am now old, yet have I never seen the 
righteous forsaken, nor his seed begging bread.”
3d That a page in the record be kept sacred to his memory, the furniture be 
draped and the members wear the usual badge of mourning for thirty days – a 
copy of these resolutions be sent to the family and furnished the Liberty 
Tribune and Landmark for publication.
Dan. Carpenter,   R.W. Reddish,  G.W. Thompson,  Committee           July 9, 
1871.
We, the Committee appointed by Meridian R.A.C. to draft resolutions expressive 
of our sentiments, sympathies and sorrows caused by the death of our much 
beloved and highly esteemed Companion, Albert Tillery, who departed this life 
Thursday, July 6th, 1871, have carefully examined the report of the Committee 
of R.S.L. No. 13, appointed for the same purpose, do most heartily approve of 
and concur in the sentiments therein expressed and recommend the adoption of 
the same as the feelings of this Chapter.
Dan. Carpenter,   R.W. Reddish,  G.W. Thompson,  Committee           July 9, 
1871.
The above was unanimously adopted.       M.T. Samuel, Sec’y.

Jul 21, 1871:
Mr. John R. Carter, an old pioneer, died at his residence in Savannah, Mo., on 
the 18th inst.  He removed to Missouri from South Carolina in 1840.

The storm of Thursday night last was a very destructive one in St. Joseph and 
vicinity.  Houses were blown down and unroofed, gables blown in, and the Herald 
says over eight hundred chimneys were blown down.  But the saddest part is the 
loss of a number of lives.  The Gazette thus describes the death of two person: 
By far the most painful occurrence of the night was the killing by lightning of 
Mrs. Lucy Lovell and H.R. Blakemore, at the residence of Mr. Thos.Kiger, about 
five miles South-east of St. Joseph, near Saxton’s Station, on the Hannibal and 
St. Joseph Railroad.  The house is two stories high, with three principal rooms 
and a hall on each floor.  When the storm came on, Mrs. Lovell was upstairs in 
one of the back rooms of the house, reading from the bible to her little 
daughters.  The windows of the room having blown open, she took her children 
and ran down stairs with them, and passing from the hall door into the bedroom 
adjoining, put them on the bed and kneeled by the side.  In this position she 
was killed.

Jul 28, 1871:
We deeply regret to hear that the wife of Wm. T. Duvall, of Clinton county, 
died on Tuesday quite suddenly.  She was born and raised in Clay county, and 
was the daughter of the late Capt. Wm. Thomason, and sister of Capt. John S. 
Thomason; and was universally beloved by all who enjoyed her acquaintance.  We 
extend to the bereaved husband and family our heartfelt sympathy in this the 
greatest bereavement that can befall a family.

Death of Madison Miller.
On Monday the 24th inst., at 3 1/2 o’clock, Madison Miller, died at his 
residence in this city, after an illness of about seven weeks, which he bore 
with a patience and resignation almost marvelous when we consider the nervous 
and active character of the man.  There is perhaps no citizen whose death would 
produce a wider breach in the social circle, or whose loss would be more deeply 
felt by the entire community.
Mr. Miller was the organizer and ruling spirit of many laudable enterprises in 
our county, and was always found identified with whatever contributed to the 
common good.
He was the first Mayor of the City of Liberty, in which capacity he served 
three or more years, contributing largely to the promotion of its interests.  
At the time of his death he was President of the “Liberty Savings Association,” 
and of the Clay County Agricultural and Mechanical Association, and a member of 
the Board of Trustees of Wm. Jewell College.  He had been a citizen and a 
leading merchant of Liberty since the fall of 1838; and had taken an active 
part in all things pertaining to the advancement of the city, county, and 
State; and the honor and fidelity with which he discharged the duties of these 
various relations has fixed him firmly in the affections of the people, and his 
memory will be green for many years to come.
On the morning of the 25th the Mayor issued the following proclamation which 
was almost universally observed by our citizens:
Proclamation. – Whereas, death has removed from our midst our esteemed fellow-
citizen, Madison Miller, thereby depriving us of one of the oldest and 
strongest pillars of our community; and 
Whereas, the funeral services will take place at 4 o’clock this evening: Now, 
therefore, it is requested that all business be suspended within the city of 
Liberty from 2 o’clock till 6 o’clock P.M., of this day.  Jas. G. Adkins, Mayor.
Attest. G.G. White, Clerk Council July 25th, 1871
The funeral of the deceased was preached by Rev. Mr. Coulter.  He was buried 
according to the usages of Odd-Fellowship, of which Order he was a member – 
said to be the oldest in the State.  The immense concourse of people from town 
and country, that attended his funeral and burial, fully attested the high 
estimation in which he was held.  His loss will be deeply felt by this people, 
and is universally mourned.  He was born in Berkley county, Va., on the 30th of 
August, 1811.

Aug 4, 1871:
Death of Madison Miller Esq.
Last Monday, July 24th, there died in Liberty, Clay county, one of the best 
citizens of Missouri – one who was beloved by all who knew him – who was the 
poor man’s friend – the friend of all who needed counsel or advice – a kind, 
good neighbor – an affectionate husband and father – and that noblest work of 
God, an honest man.
His disease was fever of the typomalarial kind, complicated with bronchitis.  
Mr. Miller was bone in the valley of Virginia, and went to Louisville, 
Kentucky, when quite young.  After doing business there a while, he removed to 
Liberty, where he has been living for over thirty years, and was past sixty 
when he died.  He married a daughter of Mr. Michael Arthur, thirty years ago, 
and reared a numerous family of sons and daughters.  His wife still survives 
him, having in her sad bereavement the heartfelt sympathy of the entire section 
in which she lives.
Mr. Miller first went into business with Peter B. Grant, a cousin of General 
Grant, when Liberty was a frontier town, and did a large business with the 
Indians, the traders on the plains, and with the Platte Purchase.  In a few 
years this connection was dissolved and relations established with Reuben 
Middleton, and old gentleman now living in St. Joseph.  Later he went in with 
his father-in-law, Mr. Arthur, and then, up to the day of his death, conducted 
business alone and in his own name.  He was the brother-in-law of Dr. Joseph M. 
Wood, of this city, one of the most distinguished surgeons and physicians in 
the country, who was with him in his last hours, and who did all that science 
and skill could do to save his valuable life.
The day of his funeral was one long to be remembered in Liberty.  All the 
stores were closed and all kinds of business suspended, jut as if some great 
national calamity had fallen upon the people.  The Society of Odd Fellows, of 
which the deceased was an earnest member, assembled in large numbers to bury 
their dead brother according to the beautiful and mystic ceremony of the 
Order.  From far and near the old friends and the men who had known and loved 
him, congregated to look once more upon the placid and august face.  Deep grief 
manifested itself in many touching words, and more than one stern man wept, and 
offered up a fervent prayer for him who had been so true and perfect in every 
walk of life.

Aug 11, 1871:
Death of David Roberts.
It was but yesterday that we recorded the death of one of our oldest and most 
highly prized citizens and today we are called upon to announce the death of 
Mr. David Roberts.  He died at 4 ½ o’clock Wednesday evening, after a long and 
painful affliction.  Mr. Roberts was born in Todd co., Ky., Feb. 10, 1810, and 
removed with his father to Liberty, October, 1824.  He married a daughter of 
the late Judge Robert Adkins, who died about 2 ½ years ago.
He was a most successful and intelligent business man – one always found 
foremost in every enterprise he thought would benefit the city or county.  He 
was for many years of his early life a merchant, in which business he acquired 
a handsome estate, but for the past few years had not followed any regular 
occupation save a few months as Cashier of the Commercial Bank.
The place of Mr. Roberts will be hard to fill.  He had identified himself with 
the history of our city for near forty years, and no man stood higher in public 
estimation.  Peace to his ashes.  
A large concourse of the citizens attended the funeral and burial services, and 
general sorrow evinced.
The Mayor issued the following proclamation yesterday morning which wa 
generally observed:
Whereas, Death has deprived us of our valued fellow citizen, David Roberts,
And whereas, the funeral will take place at 3 o’clock this evening:
Therefore it is requested that business be suspended with the city from 
3’oclock till 6 o’clock P.M. of this day.
Attest:   James Gillespie, Mayor, Pro-tem

Aug 18, 1871:
Died, near Plattsburg, Clinton county, Mo., the thirteenth day of August, 1871, 
Little Georgia, only daughter of Joseph P. and Cornelia Ligon.  She was taken 
at the tender age of two years and thirteen days, after a short illness the 
little girl was called to rest in Heaven.  Another soul has been born into 
paradise – another angel made – another sweet little girl gone to make the way 
of her parents to God more pleasant, and beckon them to come up to her home in 
Heaven.
Father we will be comforted,
Thou was’t the gracious giver
To dwell with thee forever,
Take thee – ours for a day,
Thine while the ages blossom,
Her little knowing head we lay on the Redeemer’s bosom.   W.  R.  L.  

From Gosneyville:
This neighborhood has been blessed with most excellent health (until lately), 
as there has been but one death in this immediate vicinity since spring and 
that was Adda, oldest daughter of John K. and Ella Rollins after an illness of 
eleven weeks during which time  she suffered a great deal as I learn.  Her 
death was caused by some obscure cerebro-spinal lesion her physician informed 
me.  She was eleven years and six months old. 
“Our youth is transient as a flower,
That blooms, and fades, and dies;
Our life is but a summer cloud,
And like a shadow flies;
Then let us heed the warning voice
Today its call we hear,
It speaks in deep and solemn tones,
That come from yonder bier.”

Mr. R.L. Darby, a most worthy man, died at the residence of his father, in this 
county, on the 14th inst.

Aug 25, 1871:
At a call meeting of R.S. Lodge No. 13, A.F. & A.M., Barry, Mo., Aug 15th, A.D. 
1871, A.L. 5871:  We the Committee appointed to report upon the death of Bro. 
R.W. Darby, who was born August 28th, 1839, and died at his home in Clay 
county, Mo., August 14th, 1871, would respectfully submit the following:
Whereas, Another stone has been removed from our temporal Masonic edifice here, 
to the great spiritual building above, and another link has been broken in the 
brotherhood, the family and community at large.  Therefore, be it 
affectionately resolved – 
1st.  That in his death the craft has lost a worthy brother, our Lodge a 
faithful member, society a useful citizen, the family an affectionate son & 
brother.
2d.  That we deplore his early and untimely death, and tender our sympathies to 
his family, in this sharp, keen dispensation, and in their deep distress.
3rd.  That the members wear the usual badges, and that the furniture of the 
Lodge be draped in mourning for 30 days, and that these resolutions be spread 
upon the Lodge Record, a page of which shall be held sacred to his memory.
4th That a copy of these resolutions be sent to the bereaved family, and for 
publication to the “Liberty Tribune,”, Landmark” and “Kansas City Times.”
T.K. Gash,  B.L. May,  G.W. Thompson,  Committee
The above was unanimously adopted.  M.T. Samuel, Sec’y.


Death of Mrs. Vallandigham. – A victim of overwhelming grief, refusing to be 
separated from her noble husband, the telegraph tells us that Mrs. C.L. 
Vallandigham has passed into the land of shadows, whither she was so lately 
preceded by him.  There is something inexpressibly touching as well as sad in 
the brief announcement which came from Cumberland, Maryland. She died at 11:30 
Sunday morning. 

The Bates County Record notes the death, by a kick from a mule, of a sweet 
little four-year old girl, daughter of Mr. Lamons, of Grand river; also, the 
death by drowning of Miss Jarvie, near Johnstown.

Samuel Leith, seventy years of age, and a native of Alexandria, Virginia, died 
on Saturday last of injuries received by being thrown from his horse near Flint 
Hill, St. Charles county.

Four members of the Tabor family, living near Big creek, Taney county, having a 
grudge against one George Murphy, beat him to death on the 28th ultimo.

Death by Drowning. – Mrs. Keen, wife of Rev. Mr. Keen, near Smithville, during 
a fit of insanity last week, tumbled into the well head foremost, and was 
drowned.

James Moore, an old citizen of our county, died at the Clay county poor farm on 
the 12th inst., aged about fifty years.

Sep 1, 1871:
Missourians Killed and Captured by Indians. – A letter from Cheyenne, Wyoming 
territory, informs us that the Indians are very troublesome in that vicinity; 
on the 27th of July, about fifty of them made an attack on eight white men, 
thirty miles South of Cheyenne, and killed three of them, and captured three 
others.  The remaining two made their escape.  Among the killed was John 
Harris, formerly of St. Louis.  The captured men were Peter Keller from St. 
Joseph, Samuel Molt from Newmarket, Mo., and a colored man, name not known.  
They have not been heard from since the affair.

Sep 8, 1817:
Death of Edwin R. Parker. – Another old citizen of Fulton has departed this 
life, in the zenith of a vigorous manhood.  Edwin R. Parker, long and well 
known to the citizens of this county, was born in Fayette county, near 
Lexington, Ky., in the year 1815.  In 1837, or ’38, he removed from Lexington 
to Charleston, S.C., returning to his native city in 1839.  In 1840, he removed 
to Fulton, where he has ever since resided, until his death on Tuesday evening 
last.
Mr. Parker was a man of very positive traits of character.  Close and 
particular in his dealings, he was scrupulously honest and exact in all his 
business relations and no man can truthfully complain that Mr. P. ever with 
held a cent that was honestly due another.
For some time past he has been laboring under the influence of a disease that 
has just terminated fatally, though its virulence was not manifested until a 
few weeks ago.  He was afflicted with what is known as land scurvy, a rare but 
very dangerous disease; and after lingering nearly five weeks, he died at the 
Whaley House on Tuesday evening last at 7 ¼ o’clock, in the 57th year of his 
age.  Mr. P. was never married.  He leaves a father, brother and sister (Mrs. 
Ed. Henry) in Boone, a brother in Clinton county, a sister in Liberty (Mrs. D. 
Coulter) and a sister in Independence (Mrs. Dr. Farrar.)  He was taken to 
Columbia for interment on Wednesday last.
He die without a will, leaving an estate it is said, valued at about $40,000.

Mr. Samuel Downing, a respectable citizen of Dover, Lafayette county, died of 
typhoid fever on the 28th ult.  He had been in Missouri about sixteen years, 
and was a son-in-law of General Leslie Combs, of Lexington, Ky.

In Memorium.
Died, on the 14th day of Aug., 1871, at the home of his father, in Clay Co., 
Robertson W. Darby.  The deceased was born in Clay County, Aug. 28, 1839. Had 
he lived a few days longer, he would have been thirty-two years old.
His education and training were all of Clay County.  While at school, he was 
urged to fit himself for the profession of the Law.  His clear and logical 
mind, and his pure impulses and honest heart, would have made him the pride and 
ornament of any profession in which he would have embarked.
He was married to the daughter of Zattu Todd, Esq., of Clay County.  She died 
some three years ago.  This was a bereavement from which he never recovered to 
the day of his death.
He leaves one daughter, now wholly orphaned.  May Heaven bless thee, little 
Anna Ellen Darby, and grant that thou mayst not inherit the misfortunes of thy 
house!  Mr. Darby leaves a father, mother, brothers and sisters to mourn his 
loss – any many devoted friends.
They can console themselves that there was not one blemish in is character; 
because he feared God, and did what he believed to be right.                H.

Tribute of Respect.
Whereas the providence of God has called from the Lodge terrestial to the Lodge 
celestial, our beloved and worthy Brother, Austin A. King, therefore, we, the 
members of Hainesville Lodge, No. 49, A.F. & A.M., by the following 
resolutions, express our sympathies for the bereaved and respect for a worthy 
Brother Master Mason.  Therefore, be it
Resolved:  That we discover the hand of an all-wise Father in this sad 
dispensation and humbly bow to his will.
Resolved:  That we extend to the bereaved widow and orphan our heart felt 
sympathies, and shall throw around them the tender care due the family of a 
member of our Fraternity.
Resolved:  That in the death of Bro. King, the wife has lost a devoted husband, 
the child a fond father, the Masonic Fraternity a zealous and faithful brother, 
and society one of the noblest works of God – an honest man.
Resolved:  That the usual badge of mourning be worn for thirty days, and that a 
copy of these resolutions be forwarded by the Secretary to the widow of our 
deceased Brother, and also to Strict Observance Lodge, No. 63, Arkansas, and 
that they be published in the Liberty Tribune, and Freemason.
J.V.B. Flack,  O.D. Fitzgerald,  Wm. S. March.  Committee

A Woman Gored to Death by a Bull.
Says the Marysville (Kas.) Locomotive: Mrs. Casey, a widow lady about forty 
years of age, residing on a farm near Waterville, in this county, was on last 
Saturday killed by a three-year old Durham bull, belonging to John D. Wilson, 
of Waterville.
Mrs. Casey’s stock came up in the evening accompanied by this ferocious animal; 
which already had a reputation of being dangerous.  she being alone, except a 
son about 18 years, who, it seems, was absent or doing something else at the 
time, went out and was driving her own cattle into the corral, keeping the bull 
back, when he attacked her, knocking her down and goring her through the right 
thigh and through the head, the horn entering the skull just above the right 
eye, fracturing it back to the lower part of the base of the brain.  Mrs. Casey 
died instantly.

Sep 15, 1871:
Died, near this city, on the 7th inst., Mrs. Catharine I. Witthoff, widow of 
the late W.H. Witthoff, aged about 28 years.

Died very suddenly on the 10th inst., Dillard I. Dale, son of T.R. Dale, in the 
19th year of his age.

In Memorium.
Died, August 4th, 1871, Mrs. Lissie N. Fogle.
There are comparatively few who in the touching recollections, the varied 
feelings of pleasure and pain, which waken in the hearts of those whose sweet, 
privilege it was to know and to love Lissie Lawrence Fogle.
Beloved for her social and Christian virtues, admired for her refined and 
cultured mind, honored for her unselfish recognition of all that was good and 
true in her friends and acquaintances, the beauty of her gentle and amiable 
nature was never disturbed by a harsh or envious thought.
Modest, unpretending, timid even to reserve, only those who had crossed the 
threshold of the “inner chamber” where even the foot-falls of friendship are 
rarely heard, fully understand what beauty of mind and soul has passed into 
Eternity.  It was the fortune of the writer to have been for many years her 
familiar friend, and within that sanctuary to have unclasped the book on which 
her memorial was written – to have read its pages, fair with the buoyant 
innocence of childhood, beautiful with the enthusiasm of girlhood, replete with 
the dignity of wifehood and the holy joy of motherhood; abounding in the glad 
pathos which could only find its expression in the bewitching notes of song, 
and alas! when the pean seemed most triumphant, melting away, and vibrating in 
low notes of requiem for the “loved and lost;” – growing chill beneath the dawn 
of life’s anguish and the bitterness of tears; - picturing the patient 
endurance of sorrow and pain, and the settling of the last sweet smile upon the 
pale dead face.  But the last chapter has been tenderly and silently closed – 
and, at the grave, it is a mournful pleasure to know that each page was pure 
from margin to margin – that the life, it recorded grew loveliest as it faded 
into Heaven.
Around the memory of girl and woman a thousand associations are clustered.  
Those who shared the blessings and sympathies of her noble heart will long 
remember and mourn her, long yearn for
“the touch of the vanish hand,
The sound of the voice that is till.”
And who shall measure the grief of the household which her filial and sisterly 
devotion has so long illumed – who, but God, replace her guardianship to the 
orphan, on whom she bestowed an almost idolatrous affection -the love of the 
widow for her only child.
It is solace to know that Death brought no terror to her, that her earnest 
faith discerned in him a messenger from heaven, and meekly bent beneath his 
touch.
A little while and those who mourn her will lift the veil which stands between 
them, and the holy dead – a little while, and
Brighter fairer far than living,
With no trace of woe or pain
Robed in everlasting beauty,
Shall we see her once again.
By the light that never fadeth,
Underneath eternal skies,
When the dawn of resurrection
Breaks o’er deathless paradise.             M.

Death of John Nicol.
It becomes our duty this week to chronicle the death of an old citizen of 
Plattsburg, the cause of whose death is already known to our readers – the 
unfortunate and accidental discharge of a pistol in his own hands.  Mr. Nicol 
was a man about 50 years of age, had long been a citizen of this place, and 
although like all mortals, by no means perfect, was nevertheless the possessor 
of many noble Christian traits of character, and we are informed by those who 
have known him best, that he tho’t no sacrifice too great to accommodate a 
friend or alleviate suffering.  At the sick bed he was always among the first, 
and contributed in every possible way to the afflicted and oppressed.  He 
leaves a wife and several children, but being a very prudent man, secured 
policies of insurance on his life amounting, we understand, to about $8,000.  
He was buried with the honors of Odd-Fellowship on Monday last in the city 
cemetery. – Plattsburg Reflector.

Sep 22, 1871:
We regret to announce the death of Col. Clark H. Green, editor of the Macon 
Times.  He died on Tuesday night last of paralysis, aged about 52 years.  He 
was a prominent man in his section of the state, and his death will be deplored 
by a large acquaintance.

Oct 6, 1871:
Death of Dr. Beaumont.
Again we are called upon to record the death of one of our oldest and most 
highly esteemed citizens, Dr. Thomas Beaumont, who died at his residence near 
Platte City, Monday evening, September 25th, 1871, at half past nine o’clock.
Doctor Beaumont was born in Gothrop, Yorkshire England, on the 21st day of 
December 1811.  At an early day he became a citizen of Platte county, Missouri, 
where he has since resided practicing his profession, farming and trading in 
real estate.
He has always been an earnest laborer in the cause of education and it was 
mainly through his efforts that the Orphans School at Camden Point, in this 
county, was established, and the public schools of Weston owe much of their 
prosperity to his zeal and industry.  He always stood in the front ranks of 
progress, encouraging those who were weak and push-along, breast to breast with 
those who were strong.  His social nature was of the most genial kind, pleasing 
in conversation, gentlemanly and affable in manners, well informed with a ready 
flow of the best language.
Death never falls lightly on friends who are left behind, and in the cutting 
down of Dr. Beaumont it has thrown a deep gloom over our entire county for all 
who knew him were his friends.  To the loved ones who mourn his loss we extend 
our condolence and warmest sympathy, and though their grief be great, may they 
find consolation in the thought that “He doeth all things well.”
Weston Platform.

Death of a Sister of Kit Carson. – Mrs. Sally Johnson, age 83 years, died at 
the residence of her daughter, in Grundy county, several weeks since, but her 
death was only reported to us a few days ago.  Mrs. Johnson was a half-sister 
of the celebrated Kit Carson, of western pioneer fame.  She was a most 
estimable lady, and though she had reached a green old age, was remarkably 
sprightly and active up to a very short period before her death.  St. Joseph 
Gazette.

Oct 13, 1871:
Died, in this city on the 29th of Sept., 1871, Ocy, daughter of John and Phoebe 
Boggs, aged two years.
Your little Ocy will live again,
God holds her in His arms;
She cannot come – she there remains
Secure and safe from harm.

A most heart-rending occurrence took place at Parkville, Platte county, on 
Thursday evening.  A daughter of Mr. T.M. McDonald, aged fourteen years, had it 
seems, lit a match, which she let fall upon the floor – instead of going out, 
it blazed up; the flames communicated to her clothing, and before assistance 
could possibly be rendered, she was burned so badly that she died in about two 
hours.  Her sufferings were intense.  St. Joseph Gazette.

Suicide. – The Saline Progress reports a case of suicide at Arrow Rock.  John 
Durham, a blacksmith, passed out of this world into the next by means of a 
heavily loaded shot gun.  He placed the muzzle in his mouth and fired.  His 
head was almost entirely blown off.  No cause was assigned for the rash act.

From the Sidney (Iowa) Union.
Obituary.
Departed this life on the 15th inst., Thomas Garrod, son of Dr. T.G. and Mrs. 
Margaret J. Stephens.
The subject of this notice was born in Clay county, Mo., on February 19th, 
1862, and was consequently at the time of his death aged nine years, seven 
months and seventeen days.
It is a melancholy thing to lose a friend by death.  The sightless eye, the 
pale, expressionless countenance the cold, stiffened form; the dark, gloomy 
coffin, the damp, chilly grave never become objects of indifference by any 
frequency of occurrence.  We instinctively shrink from the paraphernalia of 
death, even when a stranger is the victim.
But when his skeleton form enters our homes – when his bony hand is 
outstretched to rob us of a friend – when his relentless shaft is aimed at the 
life of a child, then indeed the flood-gates of sorrow are opened to overwhelm 
us.  No human sympathy can assuage the pang.  No human, words or human acts can 
alleviate the pain.  Had this dear boy – remarkable for his exemplary 
character, died at home – had a mother’s fond arms encircled him as he breathed 
his last – had his father’s love gone with him to the very brink of the grave, 
even then it had been sad enough.  Even then the heart might well bleed with 
pain and the eyes dissolve with tears.
But here are circumstances which aggravate the terrors of death as the poet has 
sung.
Come to the bridal chamber, death,
Come to the mother when she
Feels for the first time,
Her first born’s breath.
Come when the heart beats high
With wine or dance, or song
And thou art terrible
For all we know or feel, or beat of agony, are thine.
So death came in a moment – a moment of childish glee to this boy.
Like lightning from the mountain cloud, the death shot crushed out his young 
life.
In company with his brother Wallace, about 11 years of age, little Johnny Evans 
and Dr. Bull, he had gone to fish and hunt.  In company with Dr. Bull and 
Johnny Evans he was sitting near the edge of the water, fishing.  Wallace had 
remained on the top of the bank, playing with a loaded gun.
A fish was biting at the Doctor’s bait.  He, and Johnny Evans both leaned 
forward to reach the fishing pole.  But Tommy straightened himself back and 
clapped his hands with joy at the prospect of catching the fish. At this moment 
the gun in Wallaces’ hands exploded, blowing the whole top of Tommy’s head off, 
and as he fell backward the entire brain rolled from the skull.  It was sad and 
piteous to look upon; young and fair that face, with a smile stereotyped by the 
hand of death upon it.  And sadder still to witness the grief of the parents, 
thus robbed of their loved one.  But still more terrible to poor Wallace – thus 
made unwittingly the cause of his brother’s death.  May God in His infinite 
grace have mercy upon them all and afford them the consolation of His 
sustaining presence and lead them to an experience of the blessed Truth.  
That “Earth has no sorrow that Heaven cannot heal.”

Oct 20, 1871:
Died, in this city on the 29th of Sept., 1871, Nora Belle, daughter of John and 
Phoebe Boggs, aged one year and ten months.
Your little Nora will live again
God holds her in His arms;
She cannot come – she there remains
Secure and safe from harm.

Elder Thomas M. Allen.
Our citizens are called upon by a sad, though not unexpected, dispensation of 
Providence, to mourn the loss of the eminent Minister of the Gospel, whose name 
heads this article.  He died at his residence, in this place, after a short 
illness, on last Tuesday afternoon, October 10th.  He had been suffering for 
several days from remittent fever, which a day or two before his death assumed 
a typhoid type, which resulted fatally as above stated.
Elder Allen was born in Front Royal, Virginia, a place made famous during the 
late war, October 24th, 1797.  Obeying the call of his country, the love of 
which has been his characteristic through life, he entered the army as a non-
commissioned officer in the war of 1812, and at its termination he received an 
honorable discharge, and at the time of his death was on the roll of pensioners 
for services then rendered.
He moved to Lexington, Ky., in 1818, and studied law at Transylvania 
University, and then moved to Bloomington, Indiana, and commenced the practice 
of law in partnership with James Whitcomb, who was afterwards Governor of that 
state and died as U. States Senator.  While practicing law he heard Barton w. 
Stone preach, in 1822, when he immediately obeyed the Gospel,, was immersed by 
him, quit the practice of law, and devoted his talents and time to preaching, 
which calling he earnestly and faithfully followed until his death.  When he 
commenced preaching he returned to Kentucky, and married Miss Rebecca W. 
Russell a sister of Mrs. Jefferson Garth, of this place, who died several years 
ago.
Elder Allen moved to Boone county, Missouri, in 1836, and has made this place 
and vicinity his home ever since.  He was Chaplain of the State Senate during 
its last session.
He has been during his long ministerial life an ornament and a power in the 
Christian church; no man in the church, probably excelled him as a polished and 
forcible speaker, and no one was more successful in converting sinners.  He was 
ever forward in every good word and work for the up building of the cause of 
religion and education.  He has been for a long time, probably from its 
foundation, one of the Curators of the State University, on e of the most 
active trustees of Christian Female College, and has been a zealous worker in 
the establishment of the Female Orphan School at Camden Point in this State.  
We suppose he was more largely personally known than any man in the State, he 
sought the acquaintance of every one, and scarcely ever forgot a face or a 
name.  He has been quite feeble for several years, though he preached almost 
every Sunday to some congregation up to the time of his death.  He was absent 
from church last Sunday confined to his bed, but not apprehending anything 
serious, he permitted appointment to be made for him to preach at the church in 
this place next Sunday.
He was a man whose memory will not soon be forgotten.  He has ceased from his 
labors on this earth, and his works do follow after him. – Columbia Herald.

Death of Old Citizens. – Col. Joseph Davis, an old citizen of Howard county, 
and for many years an eminent public man in this state, died of paralysis at 
his residence near Fayette, on Saturday the 7th inst., aged sixty-seven years.  
He was born in Christian county, Kentucky, and came with his father to this 
state in 1818.  He studied law with the late Edward Bates, and with Gen. John 
Wilson, of Fayette, and was for many years one of the most successful advocates 
in central Missouri.  In 1823 he was appointed one of the commissioners to 
survey the wagon road from the Missouri border to Sante Fe; he commanded a 
regiment in the Indian war in Iowa, serving in Gen. J.B. Clark’s brigade, and 
afterwards commanded a brigade of militia in the Mormon troubles in this state, 
under Gen. Boggs.  He served for five terms in the lower house of the 
legislature, with ability and credit, and was recognized as one of the most 
careful and efficient legislators.  He was an exemplary member of the Methodist 
church, and for many years one of the curators of Central University.
John Duncan, another highly respected citizen of Fayette, died on the 6th 
inst.  He was a man of many virtues, beloved by all who knew him, and his 
remains were followed to the grave by one of the largest funeral processions 
ever seen in the county.

Oct 27, 1871:
Died, near this city on the 6th October, Mrs. Rebecca H. Cravens, widow of he 
late Milton Cravens, aged 58 years.  She was a most amiable and Christian lady 
beloved by all who knew her, and her death has created a vacancy in her family 
and society that will be hard to fill.

Minnie Isabel, daughter of Dr. W.W. and Mary Dougherty, was suddenly snatched 
from our midst on Sunday evening Oct. 22, at 1 o’clock.  Little Minnie was five 
years and seven months old; her illness, diptheria, was short but painful.  The 
entire history of her illness may be told thus: well on Thursday, complaining 
on Friday, sick on Saturday, dead on Sunday.  Minnie was the youngest child and 
the idol of her loving parents. She was loved with more than common tenderness 
by her brothers and sisters, and was the particular favorite of all who knew 
her.  To love Minnie was but to see her – the sunny twinkle in her laughing 
eye, the frank, innocent and guileless features – the auburn curls that hung 
about her shoulders, and the loving simplicity of her demeanor caused the 
stranger to bow – thank you, as she took possession of his heart.  Her absence 
leaves a blank in the hearts of her distracted parents and her doting brothers, 
and sisters that eternity only can fill.  But it must be a consolation to think 
that there is no place in Heaven that the spotless soul of Minnie would 
tarnish – no angel so pure that it would not gladly accept her companionship, 
and no essence too refined for her assimilation.
Her burial took place on Monday evening.  The funeral services were conducted 
by the Rev. Mr. Babcock, at the Methodist Church, where a large number of 
persons had gathered to take a last view of their little friend; and it was 
indeed well worth the trouble.  I never knew all the sentiment contained in the 
poet’s expression, till I looked upon Minnie’s corps:
“Oh, lovely appearance of death,
What slight upon earth is so fair?
Not all the gay pageants that breathe,
Can with a dead body compare.”
The destroyer left no trace of violence about her placid features; but her face 
wore a look half between a smile and a stern independence, as if to say – you 
have not hurt me – but it was so lovely that none who gazed thereon failed to 
lose a tear.  Her remains were removed thence to the New Cemetery, where she 
now slumbers in peace.      FRIEND
 
Death of Andrew Robertson, Esq., 
It is our melancholy duty to chronicle the death of a man who for more than 
half a century has illustrated in this county – among the people of his heart – 
the sublime truth that – “An honest man’s the noblest work of God.”
On the morning of the 24th inst., at his residence in this county, in full 
possession of all his faculties of mind, patiently and without a struggle, 
sustained by a christian’s hope, resigned to the will of an unerring Master, 
full of years, and crowned with the shining honors of a well spent life, died 
Andrew Robertson.
To how many breasts will that brief word carry sorrow!  And all are not here in 
his chosen home who will participate in the sadness which the tidings will 
create.  He was a man whose kindred and acquaintance were both extensive, and 
many thousands of bosoms scattered over the broad expanse that extends from the 
eastern limits of the old North State to the far away banks of the Oregon and 
the Del Norte will feel a pang when it shall be known that he lives no more on 
earth.
Mr. Robertson was born in Orange County, North Carolina, on the 22nd day of 
June, 1796.  He was of true revolutionary stock.  His father was a soldier in 
the Continental Army and served under Greene at Guilford and Washington at 
Yorktown.  In 1798 his father and family emigrated from the state of his 
nativity and settled in Wilson county, Tennessee, near the “Hermitage.”  Mr. 
Robertson there grew up to manhood.  He had many and vivid recollections of the 
earlier portions of the life of Gen. Jackson and knew him familiarly.  He had 
the honor of serving under him at the battle of New Orleans, and was on that 
memorable day in the left wing of the American army, and saw the entire advance 
of the British forces.
In the fall of 1820, he moved to Missouri and settled in what is now Clay 
county, and here resided continuously until the day of his death.  No living 
man is so completely identified with the entire history of this county as was 
Mr. Robertson, and with him have been forever lost incidents and events 
connected with early years in Clay which the antiquary and the man of taste 
must forever regret.
He represented this county two years in the Legislature with ability and 
honor.  IN our local matters he was a leader.  IN our local matters he was a 
leader and capable in public affairs of independent thought.
He was a member of the Cumberland Presbyterian Church and had been since the 
year 1819.  He was a man of great urbanity and simplicity of manners, and 
though dignified and grave, yet easily approached even by a child or servant.  
He was humane and kind, loving to his friends, not severe upon enemies, lively 
and courteous in conversation, of a temperament that made him easily yield to 
persuasion in matters of ordinary life, yet firm as a rock in the path of duty.
His walk and conversation were those of a cheerful, devoted Christian, and his 
religion had in it none of the asperity and moroseness that we associate with 
Puritanism.  He was a remarkable pure-minded man.  No profanity passed his lips 
and no one ever heard him give utterance to a word that could bring a blush to 
the cheek of a lady.  His words were ever the plain, Anglo-Saxon of the Bible, 
and his speech bore many traces of the sweet savor and the splendid imagery of 
holy writ.  In all that he said there was, when closely examined, an undertone 
of religious thought – a pleasing tincture of Christian grace.
He was an exceedingly useful citizen, and always a great encourager of the 
youth.  He went out of his way to say a good word to a young man of ambition or 
energy.  There are many now living in this community, who have grown to man’s 
estate, and who can remember how he kindly patted them on the head when boys 
and bade them toil earnestly with certain assurance of reward.  And one there 
is here with whom the memory of the noble, old man will ever remain bright and 
refreshing and from whom the results of his advice and admonition ca not pass 
away.  His good deeds will not all be interred with his bones.
Mr. Robertson was, indeed, a man who had come down to us from a former 
generation – a former generation of brave, chivalric, honest men.  Few such are 
yet remaining to us.  Each change of the seasons lays low in our midst a head 
like his.  They can not, in the order of nature and society, be reproduced.  
Let us then gaze upon them with love and admiration as they, one by one, steal 
away.  Let us contend against time, and perpetuate the memory of their names 
and deeds to our children and our children’s children.
We know that they cannot stay, but also know that we can love them after they 
are gone, and therefore while there shall survive one of the great multitude of 
his friends who lament his death, so long will affection and admiration for 
Andrew Robertson abide in the land.       D.  C.  A.  

Tribute of Respect.
At a regular meeting of Liberty Lodge No. 136, O.O.G.T., on receipt of the 
mournful intelligence of the death of our brother Andrew Robertson, Esq., the 
following resolutions were adopted:
Whereas, it has pleased the Allwise Creator to call from our midst our aged 
brother Andrew Robertson, who died at his residence near Liberty on the 23d 
inst:
And whereas, our deceased brother during a residence in our midst for more than 
a half century, has always been, and earnest, fearless temperance advocate – 
and an active worker in temperance organizations.  Therefore be it resolved:
1st.  That since it has pleased the almighty to summon our brother from time to 
eternity, we humbly bow in submission, knowing “he doeth all things well.”
2d.  That by his death the family and friends of deceased, and Clay county, has 
suffered an irreparable loss.
3d.  That as a citizen he was not excelled – as a Christian, he never faltered 
in the discharge of his duties, as a neighbor he was always kind and 
sympathizing, and ready to relieve the distressed, as an earnest, working, 
fearless advocate of temperance, he was unsurpassed.  
4th.  That we extend to the family and friends of deceased our heartfelt 
sympathy.
5th.  That a copy of these resolutions be furnished by the Sec’y to the family 
of deceased; also to the Liberty Tribune for publication.

Obituary.
Died, Mrs. Nancy Rice, wife of Rev. Wm. Rice, and daughter of John and 
Elizabeth Arnold, formerly of Woodford county, Ky.  She was born January 22d, 
1797, was united in marriage to Wm. Rice 59 years previous to her death.  She, 
was her husband and family, came west in 1835, and located near Liberty, Mo., 
where they lived 32 years.  Four years previous to her death, they resided with 
their son near Kansas City, Mo., where she ceased at once to work and live.  
And strange to say she retained her physical strength, and mental powers of 
mind almost until the last moment of her life.  She spent the day previous to 
her death in cheerful conversation with her daughters and friends who had made 
her a visit.  Partook of a social meal at the supper table apparently enjoying 
the society of her friends very much.  Was conversant until 9 o’clock.  After 
which she retired to her room, seated herself beside her bed when in a moment 
was seen to bow her head and remarked she was almost gone; her daughter 
instantly caught her and called her husband and son who were in a moment beside 
her.  Restoratives were immediately resorted to, but the desired effect was not 
realized.  The messenger of death had come and without a groan or struggle, she 
fell asleep in Jesus, her noble and benign countenance expressing all, that 
glowed in her heart when living.  It is a sad thought to record the death of a 
kind, faithful, and affectionate mother.  Yet we mourn not as those who have no 
hope.  It was my privilege to converse with her not unfrequently upon the 
subject of Christianity, a theme upon which she delighted to dwell.  She had a 
deep, settled, fixed principle – realized her entire dependence upon God for 
salvation.  She was a devoted member of the Baptist Church 60 years and 
rejoiced in the spread of the Redeemer’s kingdom.  She dwelt not on the scenes 
and incidents of childhood, as old people generally do, but “Pressed forward 
toward the mark of the prize of the high calling in Christ Jesus.” A series of 
meetings commenced at Olive Branch Church the morning after her death which she 
contemplated attending.  But ‘ere the morning dawned her immortal spirit, we 
trust, was transferred to the Paradise of God, where saints of all ages in 
harmony meet, to greet.
“Where Saviour and brethren transported,
While anthems of rapture unceasing roll,
And the smile of the Lord is the feast of the soul.”
We love to cherish the memory of a departed mother, and when we remember we can 
meet her no more on earth, how fondly we anticipate that glorious reunion, in a 
brighter and purer sphere beyond the reach of sorrow, where all are clothed in 
robes of righteousness, and behold the face of their Heavenly Father and bask 
in the sunshine of His smiles.  She was interred October 10th at her old 
homestead in presence of a large concourse of relatives and friends, beside her 
daughter and grand children.  When we visit this consecrated spot, what a 
blessed thought we are permitted to indulge, that those for whom we sorrow, are 
now singing praises to God and the Lamb.  May all that loved them on earth, be 
prepared to meet them in Heaven.           Mary.

Nov 3, 1871:
In Memoriam.
Died, in this county, near Kearney, on the 19th of Oct., Mrs. Dinitia Pence, 
wife of Capt. Wm. H. Pence, and youngest daughter of the late Henry H. Estes, 
in the 34th year of her age.  Death comes to us, to all classes, at all hours, 
even those most unexpected, and unusually, to mortals.  It smites alike the 
trembling patriarch, and the rosy faced infant.  The man of full years, in the 
midst of his busy plans, and the young maiden, in the very morn of her active 
life.  Death Angels know no obstacles – no excuses – but of them and it, we may 
sing
“Death like other tyrants,
Delights to smite what’s smitten;
Most proclaimed the pride of power,
And arbitrary nod.”
A father on the right, a mother on the left, a son here, and a daughter there, 
= a vacant chair at every table, a woe sits by every hearth-stone.  the shadow 
of the wing of the angel of death, hovers over all – and we may pause, 
consider, and enquire, why loved ones must be lost to us, and no answer comes 
to the aching heart, save “our Heavenly Father doeth all things well.”  But she 
is gone from earth, beyond the “rapid river,” to that shore mortal vision has 
never seen – mortal footsteps never known.  What tears sprung up in eyes unused 
to weep – what sharp, keen anguish puts its pangs upon the heart.  She died 
just as the autumn leaves were falling, but when the spring time comes over her 
grave, the daisies will bloom, and on the other side of the river, will her 
pure spirit enjoy the full fruition of that “hope,” which through life, to her, 
was a rejoicing.  Our friend is dead! to her new made grave a thousand stricken 
hearts, will be bound, by cords of pure and holy love.  She is dead, but her 
works live after her.  All who knew her, esteemed her as a friend, and as a 
neighbor.  She was sociable, kind, accommodating.  As a wife and mother, she 
was true and affectionate.  The afflictions which caused her death were 
protracted.  For several weeks she suffered intensely, but, like a good 
soldier, she endured patiently.  She was willing to die, and felt that she 
would be safely wafted over on the other side of the “River of death.”  Her 
mind for several weeks, seemed to be entirely, on Heavenly, and not on earthly 
things.  On the evening she died, she called her children, and neighbors, 
around the bed, and bid them, alas farewell, and seemed to be happy to think 
that she was going home.  To the bereaved husband and children, we would tender 
our heart-felt sympathy.  Mrs. Pence leaves a devoted companion and nine 
children to mourn her absence.  May they have grace to support them under the 
trying affliction.
“A sleep in Jesus, blessed sleep,
From which none ever wake to weep
A calm and undisturbed repose,
Unbroken by the last of foes.”          V.  C.

In Memory of Little Minnie.
Departed this life in the city of Liberty, Mo., on the evening of the 22d of 
October, 1871, of Diphtheria after a painful illness of five days, Minnie, 
youngest daughter of Dr. W.W. and Mary Ann Dougherty, aged five years, seven 
months and eleven days.
Death has robbed earth of another blooming flower.  “Little Minnie,” who not 
long since played around her mother’s door with brothers and sisters, has gone 
home.  No more on earth shall we see her dear face.  No more shall we see her 
wending her way to the Sabbath School.  Oh! how we shall miss her.  She, in 
company with her dear playmates has visited us for the last time. Relations and 
friends will miss her.  She endeared herself to all who knew her.  We can truly 
say
“None knew her but to love her.
None saw her but to praise.”
Minnie now sleeps beneath the cold sod.  Her spirit has been carried home.  
Fond mother weep no more for your idolized child.  She is now an angel clothed 
in spotless white.  Though you loved her as only a mother can love her darling 
child, yet God thought it best to call her home.  Remember that you can go to 
Minnie, but she cannot come to you.  Prepare to meet your child in Heaven.  
Kind father sorrow not as those without hope.  The friendly hand of Death has 
relieved Minnie of all her sufferings.  She was too pure for earth.  Now she is 
happy with the angels above.  Sisters and brothers ere Minnie knew the path of 
sin she was taken from your embrace.  You have listened for the last time to 
her silvery voice.  Now she is free from pain and waits for you at the pearly 
gate.  Little playmates ‘tis hard to see your little Minnie laid in the cold 
ground.  Can you ever forget her?  Ah! no she will ever live in your memory.  
Think of her as a little angel that will welcome you, when you enter that 
mansion of love.
“Weep not for Minnie, Heaven is her home,
There she is waiting for you to come.
See her in robes of spotless white,
Praising her Saviour in mansions of light,
Call her not back to this world of woe,
E’en tho’ ‘twere so hard to let Minnie go,
Thank God for her stay, tho’ He called her so soon,
Remember she loves you and will welcome you home.         B.   B.

A Conductor Killed.
On Friday evening at six o’clock, a freight train left this city in charge of 
Conductor H. Kimball, of the north Missouri road.  On arriving at Richmond a 
distance of forty miles, the conductor could not be found, and inquiry elicited 
the fact that he had not been seen since leaving the Junction, nine miles from 
this city, where he was noticed descending from the top of the forward car on 
to the tender of the engine.  Dispatches were immediately sent to the different 
stations, resulting in the finding of his body in a terrible mangled condition, 
near the Junction.  The head was crushed and disfigured in ;the most horrible 
manner, the legs and arms cut to pieces, and the body from the left shoulder to 
the right thigh was cut diagonally across and almost severed in twain.
Mr. Kimball was much respected, and faithful in every duty.  He leaves a wife 
and six children in Moberly, Mo., whence his remains were taken. – K.C. Times.

Expressions of Sentiments.
At a special meeting of the Faculty of William Jewell College, called with 
reference to the death of Rev. Y.R. Pitts, of Howard county, the following 
expression of sentiments was adopted:
God who has given to his institution many and peculiar tokens of His favor has 
now visited it with a severe loss in the death of one of its most active 
supporters, one of the most efficient of its Board of Trustees and one who was 
just about to enter upon the work of an agency for it, a work in which his 
energy and his wide influence gave assurance of a great enlargement of the 
endowment of the institution.
As officers of the College we mourn the loss of one whose counsels, advocacy 
and gifts have been of such great value to it.  As educators we grieve at the 
death of one who in public assemblies of his brethren and in secret 
benefactions to the struggling student has shown such an interest in the cause 
of Christian education.
AS individuals we mourn the loss of a sympathizing friend.  AS laborers for 
Christ we are admonished to more immediate activity by the sudden death of one 
who but a week ago was among us in robust health.
We will trust God that his cloud of sorrow will prove a cloud of mercy and that 
the removal of this valued friend of our institution will result in raising up 
scores of others, to take his place.  We will cherish the memory of our 
departed brother and make his Christian virtues to live again in our thoughts 
and by God’s grace in our lives.  And the stricken home circle bowed down by a 
keener, deeper grief than we can know, we comment to the father of the 
fatherless and the widow’s God.
It is hereby ordered in token of respect that the usual exercised of College, 
this day be suspended, and that his expression of Sentiments be forwarded to 
the family of the deceased and to the public prints.
Signed by order and in behalf of the Faculty of William Jewell College, Oct. 
18, 1871.
A.F. Fleet, Sec’y of Faculty.

Nov 17, 1871:
Mr. Jabez Shotwell, of Ray county, died in Lexington on the 10th inst., in 80th 
year of his age.  He came to Missouri in 1833.

Lillie Lee, daughter of Mercer and Nannie Bush, was suddenly snatched from our 
midst on Thursday evening Oct. 26th.  Little Lillie was three years eight 
months and twenty-three days old.  Her illness was of diptheria.  She was the 
eldest child and the pet of her loving parents, and was buried with more than 
common tenderness by relatives and friends.  None knew her but to love her.  
But now she has gone and left us in this wide world to rove, for Jesus her 
redeemer has taken her above.
When her little soul did leave us
And take its heavenly flight,
Seeming known to her before hand
By visions of the light.

The Flowers they bloom
To fade when summer is o’er
But little Lillie has bloomed
To fade no more.                          Uncle.

Nov 24, 1871:
Died, in Barry, Clay county, on the 1st inst., Mrs. Fanny Parish, wife of Mr. 
C. Parrish.  She was an estimable lady.   

Death of Rev. Andrew Monroe. – The St. Louis Christian Advocate, of 15th, has a 
telegraph announcement of the death of Rev Andrew Monroe, who died at his 
residence in Mexico, Mo., on the 13th inst., in his 80th year.  Mr. Monroe was 
the oldest member of the Methodist Church, South, and one of the oldest 
ministers of the gospel in the State of Missouri, having been stationed in St. 
Louis as early as 1825.  He was for nearly sixty years a faithful, zealous and 
exemplary Christian and Christian minister.
At the last Annual Conference he was appointed Missouri agent for his 
conference, and had entered vigorously, though at such an advanced age, upon 
the performance of his labors, and the paper which contains the notice of his 
death has also the report of his labors for the past month and, his 
appointments for the next.  He “ceased at once to work and live.”

Dec 1, 1871:
Died of croup on the 25th inst., infant son of Harriet and Daniel Sims, near 
Smithville, Clay county, Mo.

The Kansa City Journal says: “We learn that Dr. Hogan, of Harlem, whose attempt 
upon his own life we noted a few days ago, has since repeated the effort with 
better success.  He took morphine in such quantities as to produce death 
yesterday.”

New Orleans, November 25. – Lieut. Gov. Oscar J. Dunn died at six o’clock this 
morning at his residence on Canal street, after three days illness, of 
congestion of the brain and lungs, aged 58 years.

Dec 8, 1871:
Death of Mrs. Mary Major.
Died, at her residence in Liberty, Mo., Mrs. Mary Major, wife of John A.S. 
Major, Esq., on the 1st of December, in the 45th year of her age.  Mrs. Major 
was of a quiet, gentle, and retiring disposition, yet a true woman, 
affectionately and fervently responding to her relations, to her husband, 
children, friends and church, in all of which her loss is more keenly felt now, 
than even her presence was appreciated.  She bore her painful and lingering 
illness with Christian resignation, giving her pastor, husband and other 
friends satisfactory evidence that she put her reliance wholly in the Saviour, 
whose service she professed.  The funeral services were conducted in the 2nd 
Baptist Church; her remains were interred in the Old Grave Yard, whence 
returned to his home, her husband with his children and many friends yet alone; 
the wife of his youth “sleeps in Jesus.” May he receive from the Redeemer, 
their mutual trust, that consolation which He alone can 
communicate.              X.

Boy Kills His Step-Father.
Millville, Nov. 26, 1871:. – On last Sunday morning at about 8 o’clock, at 
Tinney’s Grove, a homicide was committed by one John W. Russell, a lad only 
twelve years old, shooting and instantly killing his step-father, Jas. B. 
Pogson.  The lad was arrested on Tuesday, and underwent examination before 
Justice Wilson and Cramer.  The following facts were elicited by the evidence:
That deceased and his wife were in habit of frequently quarreling and fighting, 
and that on Sunday morning an altercation took place between them, in which the 
deceased made at his wife with a knife drawn.  She, with both her hands grasped 
at his arm to keep him from hurting her, when he picked up a poker and 
attempted to strike her, which, the boy seeing, fired the pistol, inflicting a 
death wound.  It was proven that the boy had threatened take the life of the 
deceased provided to he beat his mother any more.  The court, hearing the 
evidence, rendered a verdict of justifiable homicide.”

Dec. 22, 1871:
Died in this County on the 14th inst., at the residence of her son, W.B. 
Mitchell, of Cancer, Mrs. Francis Mitchell, aged 70 years.

Rev. N.G. Berryman, of the Methodist Church, South, stationed at Glasgow, died 
on the 10th inst., from injuries received by the kick of a horse.

From Gosneyville.
There has been but three deaths in this neighborhood since I wrote, two of 
which were small children, from the effects of whooping cough, and the other 
one was Mrs. Nancy Ross, wife of Wm. Ross.  She was a consistent member of the 
Christian Church.  The old gentleman, I hear, is to start to Tennessee in a few 
days with his daughter who resides in that State.










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