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Title: Obituaries Williamsport, IN. Warren Review-Thursday, June 2, 1892 Edition
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Uncle John Long, an old citizen, died at his home in the Second Ward, from general debility at the age of 77 years at 9 p.m, Monday evening. The funeral services conducted by the Rev. Patterson were held from the M. E. Church at 2 p.m. yesterday, after which interment took place in Hillside Cemetery. Miss Rose Amick, known to the public as Miss Rose Clare, died at her home in New Market after an illness of ten weeks of cerebritis. Miss Amick was 28 years of age, and was known as the smallest woman in the world, being hardly three feet tall. Some years since she graduated at one of the leading colleges of the country, and was known for her unusual intelligence. For several years she has traveled with one of the large shows, receiving a compensation, which enabled her to place her family and herself in independent circumstances. Obituary. Thomas F. Davidson, a member of the bar of Warren County and judge of the Warren Circuit Court from 1870 to 1882, was born in Fountain County, Indiana, Feb. 17, 1829 and died at Crawfordsville, Ind., May 19, 1892. Judge Davidson's life was an active one, and his reputation as a jurist and attorney wide. While exacting, he was kind and considerate. as an opponent, he was powerful, fair and honorable, and as a friend, his attachments were sincere and lasting. He was modest and unassuming and his genial temper stamped him a thorough gentleman. It has appeared good to the Divine Power to call from his earthly practice our brother attorney, Thomas F. Davidson. In his death the bar has lost a brilliant lawyer, the state an able citizen, the community a progressive member, and his family a loving father and husband. Obituary. William G. Clark was born March 28th, 1860 and obeyed the gospel in the winter of 1884 at State Line, Ind. On Nov. 4th, 1886, he was married to Miss Ella N. Barger and departed this life May 25th, 1892 of blood poisoning, aged 32 years, one month, 25 days. Brother Clark's short life was remarkable in many ways. His physical strength was almost equal to that of the horse, with the nerve of a lion. In the winter of 1885, he fell and fractured a rib, which resulted finally in tubular ulceration of the ribs. On the 19th of May 1891, he was operated upon by Dr. Sands of Chicago, when an opening was made and part of five ribs taken out. After the operation he seemed to regain in his health and his former great strength, weighing over two hundred pounds at the time of his death. He had plowed hard up 'till noon, and ate a hearty dinner Pushing back from the table he requested his wife to dress his side, which had not entirely healed up yet, but was kept open by a silver tube, and was washed out each day with a syringe. His wife inserted the syringe and perhaps passed but a small quantity of water into the opening when he sank back in his chair telling her to hold him, which was the last word he ever spoke, expiring in a very few moments in his father's arms, who was visiting them that day. Will was a true type of manhood as a citizen and neighbor, just, upright and good, a friend to all, with smiles and words of good cheer for all he met. In his eight years of untold suffering, he never lost that buoyant spirit which he was possessed with. As a Christian, while his affliction kept him from being an active worker in the church, yet he loved the cause of truth and was very anxious for the prosperity of the church. He loved good men, but shunned hypocrites. As a son, he was greatly attached to his wife, Ella, and his two small children, depriving himself of many of the comforts of life that they, in his straighten circumstances in life might not want. He was greatly attached to his neighbors for their great kindness to him during all his afflictions, and would often talk of the nobility of man in the great kindness with which he was surrounded. He did what he could, and done it well. He was taken suddenly, the battle was short, but the destroyer did not surprise him, and find him unprepared. He was ready to go. He lives in the hearts of a host of friends. While we do not see his noble form on the streets; while his voice of love and counsel is not heart at home and in our assemblage, yet in memory we call him up, only to love and admire him. The home is a home of sorrow. The widow, young in years, yet old in sorrow and sadness. the orphans, too young to comprehend their loss, will call in vain for their papa.

Date: 6/2/1892
Origin: Warren Review extracted from microfilm
Author: Sharon Roberts
Record ID: 00003366
Type: Obituary
Source Archive: Williamsport-Washington Township Public Library
Date Entered: 1/14/2014
Collection: Williamsport-Washington Township Public Library
Entered By: Chris Brown

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