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William Terrell Lewis

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William Terrell Lewis

Birth
Rutherford County, North Carolina, USA
Death
23 Jan 1893 (aged 81)
Winston County, Mississippi, USA
Burial
Louisville, Winston County, Mississippi, USA Add to Map
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"Enduring a long life, extending over four score years, Mr. Lewis,
although a frail and delicate man, led an active, useful life.
He was by occupation land surveyor and planter; and by constant
exercise in the open air of a genial southern climate, and strictly
temperate habits, he invigorated his constitution and gained power
to resist the ordinary ills of the flesh. But when that grim monster
"La Grippe" seized him with a fatal grasp he was at once pros-
trated. Old and feeble he gradually sank beneath the ravages of
the disease and with quiet resignation he endured its racking pains.
His mind was calm and clear and he saw in death a relief from the
cares and anxieties of this world and rest for the body. He had
fought a good fight as a Christian soldier; he had devoted his life
to the performance of his duty to his God and to his fellow-man,
and he was not afraid to die. When the Angel of Death came to
bear his soul away, he called his weeping family to his bed-side
and in a feeble voice whispered to them his dying words, ' ' meet me
in heaven.''

"Enduring a long life, extending over four score years, Mr. Lewis,
although a frail and delicate man, led an active, useful life.
He was by occupation land surveyor and planter; and by constant
exercise in the open air of a genial southern climate, and strictly
temperate habits, he invigorated his constitution and gained power
to resist the ordinary ills of the flesh. But when that grim monster
"La Grippe" seized him with a fatal grasp he was at once pros-
trated. Old and feeble he gradually sank beneath the ravages of
the disease and with quiet resignation he endured its racking pains.
His mind was calm and clear and he saw in death a relief from the
cares and anxieties of this world and rest for the body. He had
fought a good fight as a Christian soldier; he had devoted his life
to the performance of his duty to his God and to his fellow-man,
and he was not afraid to die. When the Angel of Death came to
bear his soul away, he called his weeping family to his bed-side
and in a feeble voice whispered to them his dying words, ' ' meet me
in heaven.''



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