Last Friday a colored man, named Thomas Allison, living a few miles from town died under similar circumstances. He is spoken of as an honest, industrious and well-to-do man. Vol. III. #22, Thurs., February 8, 1872

Died in this place on Monday morning infant child of Mr. George Argenbright.

Vol. III. #46, Thurs., July 25, 1872

Suicide of a Woman: Last Thursday of Friday, we are informed a domestic tragedy occurred in the lower part of this county in which Mrs. Ballard, wife of James Ballard, was the victim of self-destruction. The unfortunate woman had been laboring under mental derangement for some time and it is thought she committed the rash act while laboring under one of these fits. Our information is that Mrs. Ballard procured a rope and fastened it across the house, telling her daughter to go to the spring after a bucket of water, and adding that she need not hurry back. The girl was gone a reasonable length of time, but when she returned was horrified to find her mother hanging lifeless.

Vol. III. #28, Thurs., March 21, 1872

A Valuable Citizen Gone: It is with peculiar sensations of sorrow that we chronicle the death of Ebenezer Barkley, Esq., which occurred last Saturday at his residence in Leesburg. Mr. Barkley was a shock ripe for the harvest of eternity. Age had frosted his temples of his enfeebled his body. At the time of his death, he was eighty-one years of age and had been a resident of Leesburg for seventy years of this time. He attained this advanced period through a life of sobriety, energy and a strictly moral deportment, and died enjoying the confidence, esteem and reverence of the entire community which was attested by the large concourse that followed his lifeless body to its final resting place. Pure-hearted, generous-souled, of inflexible honesty of purpose and action, of the kindliest disposition and an example of strict morality worthy of imitation, his death is a loss to the world that the fewest number can aspire to supply. In fact, his traits of character were a model of moral excellencies which every man should closely study and endeavor to attain the full and glorious measure of their goodness and purity. To the family, who have lost an affectionate father and a devoted husband, we tender the deepest sympathies that death can inspire.

Rev. Matney visited him often, prayed, and talked with him, concerning his prospects of Heaven. He told him if it was the Lord's will to remove him from his bed of affliction that he was willing to go, for this world had no charms for him and felt that he would be far better off when his days were numbered on earth. Vol. III. #33, Thurs., April 25, 1872

Also at the some place three days later, after an illness of some two weeks, Martha J. Baxter, elder daughter of the said David T. Hall deceased and consort of Greene B. Baxter. Aged 43 years, the day of her burial.

Weep not children for your Mother

She hath gone to rest

But prepare to meet her

And be forever blest.

Vol. III. #48, Thurs., August 8, 1872

David Beaty was executed at Columbia on the 5th instant for murdering his wife. Vol. III. # 31, Thurs., April 11, 1872

Died also February the 6th, Mrs. Emily, wife of Capt. G.O. Collins, near Elizabethton. Vol. III. #23, Thurs., February 15, 1872

Died at his residence in Chattanooga on the 15th inst., Mr. John C. Corbin, in the 24th year of his age. Mr. Corbin had been ill we understand, only eleven days--disease flux. Less than a year ago he married Miss Mollie McCorkle, daughter of Mr. Samuel B. McCorkle, of this place. We tender our sincerest condolence to his wife and grief-stricken relatives.Vol. III. #19, Thurs., January 18, 1872

Died at his residence near Double Springs, June 7th, Jonathan Crouch, aged 67 years. Vol. III. #40, Thurs., June 13, 1872

Mr. Daniel Crumly died at his residence near Leesburg, on Monday the 8th inst. The deceased was born March 28th, 1806, and consequently was in his sixty seventh year.

Vol. III. #31, Thurs., April 11, 1872

On Saturday last, a child of Mr. A. B. Cummings departed this life.Vol. III. #22, Thurs., February 8, 1872

Died on the morning of the 3rd inst. four miles North of Jonesboro, of Croup, John A., infant son of A. B. and Jane R. Cummings, aged 11 months and 27 days.

At twenty-five minutes past 4 o'clock a.m., his little spirit, on seraph's wings, sped its way through the trackless space amid the soft and silent flakes of snow that was then falling, emblamatical of that spotless soul that was then making its way to that land of the blest, where the wicked cease to trouble and the weary are at rest. We can picture in our mind's eye his infant soul as it approached the Heavenly mansion of God, and like the dove that was sent out from the Ark, when it found no where to rest, returned and with a gentle tap of its downy wing gave notice to the faithful Patriarch that it had no place whereon to rest its foot. When the gentle tap was heard at the windows of Heaven we imagine it gently opened amid songs of praise and rejoicing that there was one more pure and spotless soul had taken refuge, and crouched gently under the protecting wing of Him who doeth all things well.

"Weep not for those

Who sink within the arms of death

Ere yet the chilling wintry breath

Of sorrow o're them blows;

But weep for them who here remain,

The mournful heritors of pain,

Condemned to see each bright joy fade,

And mark grief's melancholy shade

Flung o're hope's fairest rose."

Vol. III. #22, February 8, 1872

Mary Delany died on Dec. 31st. She was a very old and respectable lady, had been a member of the Methodist church for many years. Vol. III. #17, Thurs. January 4, 1872

A little child of Isaac Dunn died last Sunday night. Vol. III. #28, Thurs., March 21, 1872

Died last Saturday morning in Sullivan Co., Mrs. Elizabeth Elsey, age 42 years.

Vol. III. #32, Thurs., April 18, 1872

We learn that on the morning of the 8th of April, Denis K. Ferguson and James Shilling, both of the county of Roanoke, Va., met about one mile from Ferguson's home. They had a misunderstanding some months ago, and on meeting, some words passed between them, when Shilling drew a pistol and fired upon Ferguson, the ball taking effect in the left side, passing through his kidney and lodging in his spine. Ferguson was shot about 8 o'clock on Saturday night and died Sunday night. Many of the citizens of this county will remember Mr. Ferguson as being a large tobacco trader in this county several years ago.

Vol. III. #33, Thurs., April 25, 1872

Henry Ferguson departed this life last Saturday. Vol. III. #31, Thurs., April 11, 1872

Died near New Salem in this county on the 21st inst., Mrs. Susan Freemont, wife of Joseph Freemont. She leaves a large family and many friends to mourn her departure.

Vol. III. #25, Thurs., July 25, 1872

Died near this place on last Friday, Georgia, a little daughter of John and H.H. Gallagher. Vol. III. #42, Thurs., June 27, 1872

Died in this place on last Tuesday, Finley Gilbert. He had been suffering for a long time with consumption. Vol. III. 326, Thurs., March 7, 1872

Died the same night, John Good of Buffalo Ridge. Vol. III. #30, Thurs., April 4, 1872

Wm. Graham died in this place on Thursday Dec. 21st, and was buried with Masonic honors in the town cemetery on the 23rd. Vol. III. #17, Thurs., January 4, 1872

Killed, an old gentleman by the name of Grigsby, was run over and killed by the passenger train last Saturday evening near Bristol. Vol. III. #49, Thurs., August 15, 1872

Mr. George S. Hale, an old citizen of this county, who had lived in the 13th District for perhaps fifty years, died suddenly last Sunday morning, at the residence of Rev. Isaac W. Hartsell, on __?__. Vol. III. #48, Thurs., August 8, 1872

David F. Hall, an old and respectible [sic] citizen of Greene county departed this life, at the residence of his son-in-law, A. R. Moulton, at Fall Branch July 6th, 1872, after a painful illness of three months. Aged sixty-four years, three months and twenty-eight days. His life was strictly devoted to the true principles of christianity [sic], founded upon the bases of all good, the word of God; to which he devoted much time and thought.

In his intercourse with the world he seemed to realize the import of the words "whatsoever you would that men should do unto you, do you even so to them," and acted upon this precept. The community is deprived of one of its best citizens, his family an affectionate husband and father. But they mourn their loss with the assurance that his happy Spirit rejoices around the throne, from whence flow the pure words of life supremely blessed in the realization of the joys of that rich Clime where he shall forever feast upon the presence of the great King, to whom he ascribed praises in his dying moments; may they no longer weep for him, but sweetly anticipate a happy reunion " where the wicked cease from troubling and the weary are at rest." Vol. III. #48, Thurs., August 8, 1872

Died in this place on last Tuesday morning, at the residence of A. G. Mason, Mr. Phillip J. Heyer, of cholera morbus [sic]. Vol. III. #41, Thurs., June 20, 1872

"Leaves have their time to fall,

And flowers to wither at the north-wind breath,

And stars to set:--bat all,

Thou hast all seasons for thine own, oh!

Death!"

Departed this life, at his residence near Elizabethton, Tenn., on Wednesday evening the 6th of Dec., 1871, Mr. A.L. Hilton, in the 59th year of his age.

The death of this lamented gentleman has created a feeling of profound regret in the community where his person was so long and familiarly known. None knew him, who were not captivated by his exceedingly quiet and unobstrusive [sic] deportment.

Filled with the modest, yet conscious dignity of virtue, and especially, with that true uprightness of soul, which exalts and adorns the human character, his manners were quiet and retiring; courteous, yet reserved; mild, yet frank; beautifully combining the gentle amibility [sic] of a peaceful, with the open-hearted truthfulness of a generous nature. Thus constituted, he sought delight, not so much in the plaudits of the crowd, as in the calm happiness which flows from a consciousness of rectitude, and from the endearing relations of devoted friendship. No man was more sincerely attached to his friends, no man's friends were more sincerely attached to him. But, the bright sun of his existence has set, and his immortal spirit has embarked on the great ocean of eternity! His home has been made desolate; the heart of affection has been wrung with anguish; and they who clung around him in life, and now mourn him in-consolably [sic] in death, must now strew the green mystle [sic] and the bright flowers, and shed the tear of unaffected regret over his lamented grave! In the sunlight of faith, the tear may be exalted. The flowers may fade away; but, the beauty and the fragrance of his virtues, shall linger forever in the dearly cherished memories of friendship and love!

The deceased was rather remarkable for a solid, well balanced understanding; great candor, fairness and moderation. Traits these, it less glaring and conspicuous, they yet fully deserve the application of a celebrated line from the poet Gray: "Beneath the good how far - but far above the great!"

The virtues which most adorn the human character, were quite predominant all in his actions; and, in all the relations of life, he possessed a sweetness of temper, and affability of manner, which endeared him to all with whom he intimately associated. In his death, his family and friends have lost one, whose worth was inestimable, whose place can never be filled. But, as the rose smells more sweetly, when it is plucked from the branch, so may it be said with regard to the subject of this notice, that by fond remembrance, since Almighty God has seen fit to take him to himself, that those pre-eminent virtues, which distinguished him in life, still shine more beautifully bright, since he has quietly fallen.

"In the deep stillness of that dreamless state

Of sleep, that knows no waking joys again!"

The writer of this feeble tribute to his memory, had the pleasure of an intimate acquaintance with him whilst living, and has been frequently compelled to extol the elegant perfections, which at all times seemed to pervade his nature, and the exalted proprieties he invariably observed,, in his general intercourse with his friends and acquaintances. And now, since the pale flag of death, waves triumphantly over him, who so recently constituted the bright cynosure of an affectionate family and a large circle of friends, I would gladly throw a cluster of rarest flowers upon his grave, whose delicious fragrance may kiss the lovely moon-beam, when they fall gently down from the ceulean [sic] blue of Heaven, and illuminate with showers of silvery brightness his lonely resting place, where, doubtless, angels will hover on tireless pinions, o'er his sleeping dust, until the loud trump of the Arch angel shall reverberate throughout the Universe, to awaken the unnumbered millions of earth from their long and dreary slumber, who have "fought the good fight of faith" to put on their garments of heavenly immortality, and join the innumerable throng, "who have washed their robes and made them white in the blood of the Lamb!" During the period of my acquaintance with him, I have often watched with admiration, the exhibition of those beautiful perfections and amiable virtues which appeared to have found a luxuriant soil, in the sweet temperament of his gentle nature, and now, since his genial spirit has taken its everlasting flight from this sublunary sphere, I have been forced to the conclusion, that I shall rarely meet a gentleman, in any of the varied walks of life, whose noble traits of character will ever shine forth with more proverbial splendor!

Would, that the friend who writes this, could, by any expression, or sympathetic emotion of his, mitigate aught of the sufferings of hearts, lacerated by this tremendous shock, gladly would he alleviate every pang. In his utter weakness, he can only point them to Him, whose sure promise is, to be with them in trouble, to impart strength equal to their trial. To those of the bereaved, who have not stated that "the Lord is good," he would urge the admonition given by the sad occasion, to be "also ready, for in such an hour as ye think not, the son of man cometh."

Mr. Hilton was elected to the office of Register for Carter County, by the popular voice of his fellow citizens, at the last regular election, and continued to discharge its duties, with all the care and diligence of a faithful public servant, until he was arrested by the disease which terminated his earthly existence.

In his religious faith, Mr. Hilton was a disciple of the celebrated genius, and christian [sic] philosopher, Martin Luther. "After life's fitful fever, he sleeps well."

Vol. III. #17, Thurs. January 4, 1872

Died on Boone's Creek, in this County, last Friday, Caroline Jones, daughter of Thos. E. Jones. Vol. III. #47, Thurs., August 1, 1872

In this place on last Sunday morning, at the residence of her son-in-law, Mrs. Harriet Kennedy. She had long been a resident in this vicinity. She was a professed Christian, had lived a life of usefulness and died the death of the righteous. We extend to her children and relatives our deepest sympathy in this their saddest bereavement. Vol. III. #19, Thurs., January 18, 1872

Stabbed to Death: A sanguinary fight occurred at Franklin between 8 and 9 o'clock Sunday night. Frank Kittridge and Ben Gocey, two negro [sic] boys, aged about seventeen years each, were bitter rivals, both laying claim to the hand of a dark visaged female, who among her race, was considered something of a coquette. Kittridge and Gocey, being quite susceptible to her witcheries, fell desperate in love with her. As a natural cosequence [sic], a feeling of unrelenting jealousy and hate sprang up between them, which resulted Sunday night, in Gocey stabbing Kittridge in the groin with a shoe knife. Kittridge survived his wound only ten minutes. Gocey was arrested and committed to jail. The affray caused much excitement and talk among the colored people of Franklin.

Vol. III. #50, Thurs., August 20, 1872

Calvin Lodsdon, the murderer of the Ganaway family, was hung at Jamestown, Fentress Co., last Friday. He confessed his guilt and implicated several women, who had been tried and acquitted of the charge. Vol. III. #31, Thurs., April 11, 1872