William Wilkerson
DIED—On the 1st inst. in Washington tp., aged 66 years, Mr. William Wilkerson. His disease was fever. Mr. Wilkerson was one of the oldest and most respectable citizens of this county. He emigrated to Ohio in 1803, and has resided on the farm where he died, since 1805. He was a member of the Baptist Church for many years, and sustained among his neighbors a high character for integrity and firmness.
Alfred Hadley
DIED—On the 28th, in Washington tp., of dysentery, Mr. Alfred Hadley, about 55 years of age, and a son of John Hadley, of Clinton county.
Rhoda Bowers
DIED—On the 1st day of September last, of flux, Mrs. Rhoda Bowers, wife of Mr. George Bowers of this place, in the 50th year of her age. She had been an acceptable and consistent member of the M. E. Church for about twelve years, and in her exemplary life and dying moments gave her testimony in favor of the saving power of the Religion of the Lord Jesus Christ. She was an affectionate wife and mother, and in those relations and also as a friend and neighbor, fully illustrated the Christian character. Her memory will long be cherished by her numerous friends, and especially by her disconsolate husband and children. “I heard a voice from heaven, saying unto me, write. From henceforth blessed are the dead who die in the Lord: even so saith the Spirit, for they rest from their labors.” Rev. xiv:13.
John Bowers
DIED—On Saturday evening the 13th inst., in the 27th year of his age, Mr. John Bowers, after a severe illness of flux. The death of this young man is a severe blow to his afflicted father and friends. He was in the prime of life, and gave promise of many years of life and usefulness. “Behold, thou hast made my days as it were a span long, and my age is even as nothing in respect of thee; and verily every man living is altogether vanity.” Though not a professor of religion in his health, God, in laying the hand of affliction upon him, wrought a change in his heart, and he died a peaceful and triumphant death.
“How short the race our friend has run,
Cut down in all his bloom.
The course but yesterday begun,
Now finished in the tomb.
“Thou joyous youth hence learn how soon
Thy years may end their flight.
Long, long before life’s brilliant noon
May come death’s gloomy night.”