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Hart Carlile Adgate

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Hart Carlile Adgate Veteran

Birth
Lima, Allen County, Ohio, USA
Death
6 Feb 1911 (aged 71)
Lima, Allen County, Ohio, USA
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The Lima Daily News (Lima, OH)
02-19-1911; Page 10

The terrible accident which took away the life of Hart C. Adgate and dashed to earth the hopes of his friends, was a sad shock to the entire communtiy. It was paralysing and it is yet hard to realize that this genial big hearted, lovig friend has left us without a last farewell or a hand pressure.
Hart Carlile Adgate was born Jan. 2, 1840, died Feb. 6, 1911, aged 71 years, 1 month and 4 days. He was the second son and the third child of Charles H. Adgate and Mary Carlile Adgate, who came to this county with one son and one daughter, settling on the old homestead now occupied by their oldest and only surviving son, Henry, in October, 1834.
In 1844, Mr. Adgate was elected associate judge of the courts, so they were then constituted under the first constitution of the state and served out his full term with credit to himself and his constituents. He died in 1854, at the age of 56 years. The mother, Aunt Mary, as she was familiarly called by everyone, lived to the good old age of 81 years, passing away in 1893. In the call to arms in our great Civil war, Hart Adgate was among the first to offer himself as a defender of his country. He enlisted for three years August 31, 1862, in Co. H. commanded by Capt. Anders, C. G. Reg. O. V. I. He distinguished himself at the battle of Stone River, where he had charge of part of the wagon train, the enemy here making their strongest effort and ______ attack to gain possesion. He, by his coolness and bravery carried out the orders of his superiors and brought his portion safely through. In the latter part of the winter of 1863, he became disabled by the loss of part of his hand and was discharged March 26, 1863.
He was married to Lydia Ellen Beale, April 17, 1872, with whom he lived happily till Jan 16, 1904 when she passed from the shadows of this world late the brightness of eternal life.
He was the father of four children, the eldest, Harry, dying at the age of four years, and surviving him with sorrowing hearts are one son, Seth and two daughters, mary and Sola.
He had three brother and one sister, the latter dying in 18??. His three brothers, like himself, enlisted in the war of the rebellion; Neal giving up his life for his country, being killed at the battle of Corinth, Miss. Charles H., the youngest, died only a few years ago, leaving Henry, the oldest, to realize the loss of this best of friends. To him this sad stroke of Providence comes with more than the ordinary shock; As a companion, friend, brother and business associate, their lives bonded together in unusual regard, and to those who knew them, it seemed the story of David and Jonathan all over again.
The mossy marbles left
On the line that he has prest
in their bloom;
And the names he loved to hear
have been carved.
for many a year
On the tomb.
In estimating the character of our departed friend, you had to dig deeper than the surface. He was a well balanced mind; he gave careful consideration and then acted accordingly. His standard of manhood was high, and although he was blessed with abundance of this worlds goods, in estimating men he gave little consideration the the cut of their garments, or the size of their bank account and his friendship once given, he was a true as the pole-star. Honest and just, he squared his life with such a spirit of fair dealing with his fellow men that he retained the firendship of all. His heart and his hand was ever open to the wants and troubles of others, and without ostentation or display, he became the benefactor of many who today crown him with a benediction. The world is better that he lived and his sorrowing loved ones may well rejoice in his example, and that they are the children of such a father.
"In this sad world of in and pain, We only meet to part again. But when we reach that blissful shore, We there shall meet to part no more; The hope that we shall see that day should drive ourpresent griefs away"
Wm. Husler.
The Lima Daily News (Lima, OH)
02-19-1911; Page 10

The terrible accident which took away the life of Hart C. Adgate and dashed to earth the hopes of his friends, was a sad shock to the entire communtiy. It was paralysing and it is yet hard to realize that this genial big hearted, lovig friend has left us without a last farewell or a hand pressure.
Hart Carlile Adgate was born Jan. 2, 1840, died Feb. 6, 1911, aged 71 years, 1 month and 4 days. He was the second son and the third child of Charles H. Adgate and Mary Carlile Adgate, who came to this county with one son and one daughter, settling on the old homestead now occupied by their oldest and only surviving son, Henry, in October, 1834.
In 1844, Mr. Adgate was elected associate judge of the courts, so they were then constituted under the first constitution of the state and served out his full term with credit to himself and his constituents. He died in 1854, at the age of 56 years. The mother, Aunt Mary, as she was familiarly called by everyone, lived to the good old age of 81 years, passing away in 1893. In the call to arms in our great Civil war, Hart Adgate was among the first to offer himself as a defender of his country. He enlisted for three years August 31, 1862, in Co. H. commanded by Capt. Anders, C. G. Reg. O. V. I. He distinguished himself at the battle of Stone River, where he had charge of part of the wagon train, the enemy here making their strongest effort and ______ attack to gain possesion. He, by his coolness and bravery carried out the orders of his superiors and brought his portion safely through. In the latter part of the winter of 1863, he became disabled by the loss of part of his hand and was discharged March 26, 1863.
He was married to Lydia Ellen Beale, April 17, 1872, with whom he lived happily till Jan 16, 1904 when she passed from the shadows of this world late the brightness of eternal life.
He was the father of four children, the eldest, Harry, dying at the age of four years, and surviving him with sorrowing hearts are one son, Seth and two daughters, mary and Sola.
He had three brother and one sister, the latter dying in 18??. His three brothers, like himself, enlisted in the war of the rebellion; Neal giving up his life for his country, being killed at the battle of Corinth, Miss. Charles H., the youngest, died only a few years ago, leaving Henry, the oldest, to realize the loss of this best of friends. To him this sad stroke of Providence comes with more than the ordinary shock; As a companion, friend, brother and business associate, their lives bonded together in unusual regard, and to those who knew them, it seemed the story of David and Jonathan all over again.
The mossy marbles left
On the line that he has prest
in their bloom;
And the names he loved to hear
have been carved.
for many a year
On the tomb.
In estimating the character of our departed friend, you had to dig deeper than the surface. He was a well balanced mind; he gave careful consideration and then acted accordingly. His standard of manhood was high, and although he was blessed with abundance of this worlds goods, in estimating men he gave little consideration the the cut of their garments, or the size of their bank account and his friendship once given, he was a true as the pole-star. Honest and just, he squared his life with such a spirit of fair dealing with his fellow men that he retained the firendship of all. His heart and his hand was ever open to the wants and troubles of others, and without ostentation or display, he became the benefactor of many who today crown him with a benediction. The world is better that he lived and his sorrowing loved ones may well rejoice in his example, and that they are the children of such a father.
"In this sad world of in and pain, We only meet to part again. But when we reach that blissful shore, We there shall meet to part no more; The hope that we shall see that day should drive ourpresent griefs away"
Wm. Husler.


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