In Memoriam-John M. Brennan
The above words should sweeten, soothe and glorify the troubled spirits of loving parents, sisters and relatives; they should pour the oil of consolation on broken hearts, and lift up, hallow and strengthen those spirits bowed down wiht a load of sorrow, teach hope and belief instead of doubt and despondency, and give to dear ones left sorrowing here on earth that feeling of human patience, that sense of resignation which alone can-- "shed a ray of celestial light 'Round the sorrows of everyday".
John W. Brennan, or "Johnnie" as he was familiary called, died September 29, 1800, of typhoid fever, at Randolph, N. Y., in the 22nd year of his age. His body was brought home for burial, and the funeral held October 1, at the beautiful home he so shortly left in the full vigor of youth and manhood. Rev. G. N. Gates of Addison, preached an eloquent discourse, the Cornelius choir of Elkland furnished the music, and the loving school-mates who had played and studied with him laid his body forever to rest in the quiet graveyard, and to all that was perishable of their former companion bade a tearful and eternal adieu.
The deceased was the only son of Mr. and Mrs. Michael Brennan of Addison Hill, Steuben County, N. Y. He was a young man of most exemplary life and habits, highly regarded by all. His life was entirely that of a student. He was a member of the class of 1886, the first class that ever graduated from the Elkland graded school. His oration on that occasion showed great care in preparation, and was delivered in an earnest, foreible manner. He then went to Delaware, Ohio to attend Prof. Michael's school of penmanship, from which place he received a diploma. He then studied for two years in that excellent institution of learning, the Mansfield state normal school, and from there he went to Buffalo and graduated from Bryant & Stratton's business college with honors and just as his long years of student life were ended and he was fitted to adorn any station for life to which he might be called, he was taken violently ill and despite the ablest medical skill and the tender faithful nursing of a devoted mother and sister, he died after an illness of a little more than three weeks.
The large concourse of sorrowing friends who gathered around the bier of the deceased, and followed his mortal remains to their last resting place in the quiet cemetery at Addison Hill, show how deeply his memory is enshrined in the grateful hearts of his former teachers, schoolmates, friends and companions. Everyone who knew him admired him for his gentlemanly dportment, his upright gentlemanly deportment, his upright life, his integrity and purity of character. He greeted all with kindly words a pleasant smile, a freak, cordial manner. Not a thread of jealousy, envy or revenge was woven in the wark and woof of his genial nature. Truly can it be said of him that his friends were like a wilderness of roses without a single thorn.
This was found in a old 1800's scrapbook that I own.
The above words should sweeten, soothe and glorify the troubled spirits of loving parents, sisters and relatives; they should pour the oil of consolation on broken hearts, and lift up, hallow and strengthen those spirits bowed down wiht a load of sorrow, teach hope and belief instead of doubt and despondency, and give to dear ones left sorrowing here on earth that feeling of human patience, that sense of resignation which alone can-- "shed a ray of celestial light 'Round the sorrows of everyday".
John W. Brennan, or "Johnnie" as he was familiary called, died September 29, 1800, of typhoid fever, at Randolph, N. Y., in the 22nd year of his age. His body was brought home for burial, and the funeral held October 1, at the beautiful home he so shortly left in the full vigor of youth and manhood. Rev. G. N. Gates of Addison, preached an eloquent discourse, the Cornelius choir of Elkland furnished the music, and the loving school-mates who had played and studied with him laid his body forever to rest in the quiet graveyard, and to all that was perishable of their former companion bade a tearful and eternal adieu.
The deceased was the only son of Mr. and Mrs. Michael Brennan of Addison Hill, Steuben County, N. Y. He was a young man of most exemplary life and habits, highly regarded by all. His life was entirely that of a student. He was a member of the class of 1886, the first class that ever graduated from the Elkland graded school. His oration on that occasion showed great care in preparation, and was delivered in an earnest, foreible manner. He then went to Delaware, Ohio to attend Prof. Michael's school of penmanship, from which place he received a diploma. He then studied for two years in that excellent institution of learning, the Mansfield state normal school, and from there he went to Buffalo and graduated from Bryant & Stratton's business college with honors and just as his long years of student life were ended and he was fitted to adorn any station for life to which he might be called, he was taken violently ill and despite the ablest medical skill and the tender faithful nursing of a devoted mother and sister, he died after an illness of a little more than three weeks.
The large concourse of sorrowing friends who gathered around the bier of the deceased, and followed his mortal remains to their last resting place in the quiet cemetery at Addison Hill, show how deeply his memory is enshrined in the grateful hearts of his former teachers, schoolmates, friends and companions. Everyone who knew him admired him for his gentlemanly dportment, his upright gentlemanly deportment, his upright life, his integrity and purity of character. He greeted all with kindly words a pleasant smile, a freak, cordial manner. Not a thread of jealousy, envy or revenge was woven in the wark and woof of his genial nature. Truly can it be said of him that his friends were like a wilderness of roses without a single thorn.
This was found in a old 1800's scrapbook that I own.
In Memoriam-John M. Brennan
The above words should sweeten, soothe and glorify the troubled spirits of loving parents, sisters and relatives; they should pour the oil of consolation on broken hearts, and lift up, hallow and strengthen those spirits bowed down wiht a load of sorrow, teach hope and belief instead of doubt and despondency, and give to dear ones left sorrowing here on earth that feeling of human patience, that sense of resignation which alone can-- "shed a ray of celestial light 'Round the sorrows of everyday".
John W. Brennan, or "Johnnie" as he was familiary called, died September 29, 1800, of typhoid fever, at Randolph, N. Y., in the 22nd year of his age. His body was brought home for burial, and the funeral held October 1, at the beautiful home he so shortly left in the full vigor of youth and manhood. Rev. G. N. Gates of Addison, preached an eloquent discourse, the Cornelius choir of Elkland furnished the music, and the loving school-mates who had played and studied with him laid his body forever to rest in the quiet graveyard, and to all that was perishable of their former companion bade a tearful and eternal adieu.
The deceased was the only son of Mr. and Mrs. Michael Brennan of Addison Hill, Steuben County, N. Y. He was a young man of most exemplary life and habits, highly regarded by all. His life was entirely that of a student. He was a member of the class of 1886, the first class that ever graduated from the Elkland graded school. His oration on that occasion showed great care in preparation, and was delivered in an earnest, foreible manner. He then went to Delaware, Ohio to attend Prof. Michael's school of penmanship, from which place he received a diploma. He then studied for two years in that excellent institution of learning, the Mansfield state normal school, and from there he went to Buffalo and graduated from Bryant & Stratton's business college with honors and just as his long years of student life were ended and he was fitted to adorn any station for life to which he might be called, he was taken violently ill and despite the ablest medical skill and the tender faithful nursing of a devoted mother and sister, he died after an illness of a little more than three weeks.
The large concourse of sorrowing friends who gathered around the bier of the deceased, and followed his mortal remains to their last resting place in the quiet cemetery at Addison Hill, show how deeply his memory is enshrined in the grateful hearts of his former teachers, schoolmates, friends and companions. Everyone who knew him admired him for his gentlemanly dportment, his upright gentlemanly deportment, his upright life, his integrity and purity of character. He greeted all with kindly words a pleasant smile, a freak, cordial manner. Not a thread of jealousy, envy or revenge was woven in the wark and woof of his genial nature. Truly can it be said of him that his friends were like a wilderness of roses without a single thorn.
This was found in a old 1800's scrapbook that I own.
The above words should sweeten, soothe and glorify the troubled spirits of loving parents, sisters and relatives; they should pour the oil of consolation on broken hearts, and lift up, hallow and strengthen those spirits bowed down wiht a load of sorrow, teach hope and belief instead of doubt and despondency, and give to dear ones left sorrowing here on earth that feeling of human patience, that sense of resignation which alone can-- "shed a ray of celestial light 'Round the sorrows of everyday".
John W. Brennan, or "Johnnie" as he was familiary called, died September 29, 1800, of typhoid fever, at Randolph, N. Y., in the 22nd year of his age. His body was brought home for burial, and the funeral held October 1, at the beautiful home he so shortly left in the full vigor of youth and manhood. Rev. G. N. Gates of Addison, preached an eloquent discourse, the Cornelius choir of Elkland furnished the music, and the loving school-mates who had played and studied with him laid his body forever to rest in the quiet graveyard, and to all that was perishable of their former companion bade a tearful and eternal adieu.
The deceased was the only son of Mr. and Mrs. Michael Brennan of Addison Hill, Steuben County, N. Y. He was a young man of most exemplary life and habits, highly regarded by all. His life was entirely that of a student. He was a member of the class of 1886, the first class that ever graduated from the Elkland graded school. His oration on that occasion showed great care in preparation, and was delivered in an earnest, foreible manner. He then went to Delaware, Ohio to attend Prof. Michael's school of penmanship, from which place he received a diploma. He then studied for two years in that excellent institution of learning, the Mansfield state normal school, and from there he went to Buffalo and graduated from Bryant & Stratton's business college with honors and just as his long years of student life were ended and he was fitted to adorn any station for life to which he might be called, he was taken violently ill and despite the ablest medical skill and the tender faithful nursing of a devoted mother and sister, he died after an illness of a little more than three weeks.
The large concourse of sorrowing friends who gathered around the bier of the deceased, and followed his mortal remains to their last resting place in the quiet cemetery at Addison Hill, show how deeply his memory is enshrined in the grateful hearts of his former teachers, schoolmates, friends and companions. Everyone who knew him admired him for his gentlemanly dportment, his upright gentlemanly deportment, his upright life, his integrity and purity of character. He greeted all with kindly words a pleasant smile, a freak, cordial manner. Not a thread of jealousy, envy or revenge was woven in the wark and woof of his genial nature. Truly can it be said of him that his friends were like a wilderness of roses without a single thorn.
This was found in a old 1800's scrapbook that I own.
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