Williams, F. E. Williams
Source: Spirit of Democracy May 23 1889
Died, on Saturday, 18th inst, at his home in West Virginia, opposite Hannibal, Mr. F. E. Williams, aged 79 years. Mr. Williams was a well known and highly respected citizen, and was an uncle of Mrs. W. F. Hunter, of this place, and of Jere Williams, Esq., of Washington, D. C.
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Williams, F. E. Williams – 2nd obit
Source: Spirit of Democracy May 30 1889
Concerning the death of Mr. F. E. Williams, mention of which was made last week in this paper, the Wetzel Democrat says: Mr. Williams was about 79 years of age and was the son of Jeremiah Williams, one of the pioneers of West Virginia. He lived when a boy on the place where he died, has seen this country when it was a primeval wilderness, and he by his own labor helped to make the desert rejoice and blossom as the rose.
Full of years he was laid to rest by the side of his companion, who had preceded him, and near the spot where his eyes first saw the light – in the old graveyard set apart by his father as a resting place for the dead of other years long gone by.
Source: Spirit of Democracy May 23 1889
Died, on Saturday, 18th inst, at his home in West Virginia, opposite Hannibal, Mr. F. E. Williams, aged 79 years. Mr. Williams was a well known and highly respected citizen, and was an uncle of Mrs. W. F. Hunter, of this place, and of Jere Williams, Esq., of Washington, D. C.
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Williams, F. E. Williams – 2nd obit
Source: Spirit of Democracy May 30 1889
Concerning the death of Mr. F. E. Williams, mention of which was made last week in this paper, the Wetzel Democrat says: Mr. Williams was about 79 years of age and was the son of Jeremiah Williams, one of the pioneers of West Virginia. He lived when a boy on the place where he died, has seen this country when it was a primeval wilderness, and he by his own labor helped to make the desert rejoice and blossom as the rose.
Full of years he was laid to rest by the side of his companion, who had preceded him, and near the spot where his eyes first saw the light – in the old graveyard set apart by his father as a resting place for the dead of other years long gone by.
Williams, F. E. Williams
Source: Spirit of Democracy May 23 1889
Died, on Saturday, 18th inst, at his home in West Virginia, opposite Hannibal, Mr. F. E. Williams, aged 79 years. Mr. Williams was a well known and highly respected citizen, and was an uncle of Mrs. W. F. Hunter, of this place, and of Jere Williams, Esq., of Washington, D. C.
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Williams, F. E. Williams – 2nd obit
Source: Spirit of Democracy May 30 1889
Concerning the death of Mr. F. E. Williams, mention of which was made last week in this paper, the Wetzel Democrat says: Mr. Williams was about 79 years of age and was the son of Jeremiah Williams, one of the pioneers of West Virginia. He lived when a boy on the place where he died, has seen this country when it was a primeval wilderness, and he by his own labor helped to make the desert rejoice and blossom as the rose.
Full of years he was laid to rest by the side of his companion, who had preceded him, and near the spot where his eyes first saw the light – in the old graveyard set apart by his father as a resting place for the dead of other years long gone by.
Source: Spirit of Democracy May 23 1889
Died, on Saturday, 18th inst, at his home in West Virginia, opposite Hannibal, Mr. F. E. Williams, aged 79 years. Mr. Williams was a well known and highly respected citizen, and was an uncle of Mrs. W. F. Hunter, of this place, and of Jere Williams, Esq., of Washington, D. C.
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Williams, F. E. Williams – 2nd obit
Source: Spirit of Democracy May 30 1889
Concerning the death of Mr. F. E. Williams, mention of which was made last week in this paper, the Wetzel Democrat says: Mr. Williams was about 79 years of age and was the son of Jeremiah Williams, one of the pioneers of West Virginia. He lived when a boy on the place where he died, has seen this country when it was a primeval wilderness, and he by his own labor helped to make the desert rejoice and blossom as the rose.
Full of years he was laid to rest by the side of his companion, who had preceded him, and near the spot where his eyes first saw the light – in the old graveyard set apart by his father as a resting place for the dead of other years long gone by.
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