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~davidswaim/TimberRidge.htm
"Son of John and Elizabeth Vickrey Swaim."
The following obit was suggested by Mary Louise Reynolds (47664956):
From the Greensboro (NC) Patriot, Thursday, May 5, 1870
"DIED, In Randolph county, on Monday, the 25th of April, Moses Swaim, in the 82d year of his age. On Friday morning, previous, he arose in his usual health, and immediately alter eating breakfast was stricken down with paralysis. With one side of his body completely paralyzed, and without any power of speech, he lingered until his decease. He was born and spent his youth and middle life in Randolph county. From forty to fifty years ago he was a public spirited and useful citizen in the affairs of his neighborhood and county, and made the impress of a remarkably active and well-informed mind upon society around him. Swept away in the ever flowing tide of emigration, he had resided for the last quarter of a century in the West. After all his ramblings and vicissitudes, he returned to live a few months on the spots of his nativity, and die under the roof-tree, within the walls where he was born. It is more or less true of every one, that
'we think and feel
And dwell upon the Coming and the Gone,
More than on the New time."'
And how aptly the poetic remark applied to an imaginative old man, who has long out lived his contemporaries, returning to spend his closing days among the scenes and amid the thronging memories of his youth: When to him the evening twilight of Time is also the morning twilight of Eternity. "
http://freepages.genealogy
.rootsweb.ancestry.com/
~davidswaim/TimberRidge.htm
"Son of John and Elizabeth Vickrey Swaim."
The following obit was suggested by Mary Louise Reynolds (47664956):
From the Greensboro (NC) Patriot, Thursday, May 5, 1870
"DIED, In Randolph county, on Monday, the 25th of April, Moses Swaim, in the 82d year of his age. On Friday morning, previous, he arose in his usual health, and immediately alter eating breakfast was stricken down with paralysis. With one side of his body completely paralyzed, and without any power of speech, he lingered until his decease. He was born and spent his youth and middle life in Randolph county. From forty to fifty years ago he was a public spirited and useful citizen in the affairs of his neighborhood and county, and made the impress of a remarkably active and well-informed mind upon society around him. Swept away in the ever flowing tide of emigration, he had resided for the last quarter of a century in the West. After all his ramblings and vicissitudes, he returned to live a few months on the spots of his nativity, and die under the roof-tree, within the walls where he was born. It is more or less true of every one, that
'we think and feel
And dwell upon the Coming and the Gone,
More than on the New time."'
And how aptly the poetic remark applied to an imaginative old man, who has long out lived his contemporaries, returning to spend his closing days among the scenes and amid the thronging memories of his youth: When to him the evening twilight of Time is also the morning twilight of Eternity. "
Based on info at
http://freepages.genealogy
.rootsweb.ancestry.com/
~davidswaim/TimberRidge.htm
"Son of John and Elizabeth Vickrey Swaim."
The following obit was suggested by Mary Louise Reynolds (47664956):
From the Greensboro (NC) Patriot, Thursday, May 5, 1870
"DIED, In Randolph county, on Monday, the 25th of April, Moses Swaim, in the 82d year of his age. On Friday morning, previous, he arose in his usual health, and immediately alter eating breakfast was stricken down with paralysis. With one side of his body completely paralyzed, and without any power of speech, he lingered until his decease. He was born and spent his youth and middle life in Randolph county. From forty to fifty years ago he was a public spirited and useful citizen in the affairs of his neighborhood and county, and made the impress of a remarkably active and well-informed mind upon society around him. Swept away in the ever flowing tide of emigration, he had resided for the last quarter of a century in the West. After all his ramblings and vicissitudes, he returned to live a few months on the spots of his nativity, and die under the roof-tree, within the walls where he was born. It is more or less true of every one, that
'we think and feel
And dwell upon the Coming and the Gone,
More than on the New time."'
And how aptly the poetic remark applied to an imaginative old man, who has long out lived his contemporaries, returning to spend his closing days among the scenes and amid the thronging memories of his youth: When to him the evening twilight of Time is also the morning twilight of Eternity. "
http://freepages.genealogy
.rootsweb.ancestry.com/
~davidswaim/TimberRidge.htm
"Son of John and Elizabeth Vickrey Swaim."
The following obit was suggested by Mary Louise Reynolds (47664956):
From the Greensboro (NC) Patriot, Thursday, May 5, 1870
"DIED, In Randolph county, on Monday, the 25th of April, Moses Swaim, in the 82d year of his age. On Friday morning, previous, he arose in his usual health, and immediately alter eating breakfast was stricken down with paralysis. With one side of his body completely paralyzed, and without any power of speech, he lingered until his decease. He was born and spent his youth and middle life in Randolph county. From forty to fifty years ago he was a public spirited and useful citizen in the affairs of his neighborhood and county, and made the impress of a remarkably active and well-informed mind upon society around him. Swept away in the ever flowing tide of emigration, he had resided for the last quarter of a century in the West. After all his ramblings and vicissitudes, he returned to live a few months on the spots of his nativity, and die under the roof-tree, within the walls where he was born. It is more or less true of every one, that
'we think and feel
And dwell upon the Coming and the Gone,
More than on the New time."'
And how aptly the poetic remark applied to an imaginative old man, who has long out lived his contemporaries, returning to spend his closing days among the scenes and amid the thronging memories of his youth: When to him the evening twilight of Time is also the morning twilight of Eternity. "
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