The Franklin Democrat, Friday, May 20, 1892
Lincoln McCaslin, son of Wesley McCaslin, died at his fathers home Sunday Morning at 3 o'clock. For a long time he had suffered from consumption and to this disease was due his death.
At the time of his death he was about 26 years of age and his death is one which seems unjust.
Mr. McCaslin was at one time local editor of the Republican and a student in Franklin college and consequently he was well known. His social qualities made him very popular and his manly virtues respected by all.
He had traveled extensively North and West but received no permanent benefit. Only a few weeks ago he returned from California very feeble and his death was certain.
He was conscious until the last and his last moments proved his unqualified strength of character. The funeral occurred Monday afternoon at 3 o'clock from the Hurricane Baptist church, Prof. D. H. Hall conducting the services. Quite a number from this city attended the services.
The Franklin Republican, Friday, May 20, 1892, Volume 48, Number 21, page 8, col 4
A. L. McCaslin died at the home of his father, W. W. McCaslin…last Sunday morning. And the soul that for months had been held and fetered by the gradually failing tenement of clay went triumphant into the light of that city where “they need no candle, neither the light of the sun; for the Lord God giveth them light.” Just one month before death came to Linc (for that was the name by which he was familiarly known) he arrived home from California where he spent months in a vain endeavor to regain his health. But after all his death came so suddenly as to be a shock to his friends – and he had very, very many. His disease was consumption, superinduced by a severe attack of grippe from which he suffered in March of 1891. So insidious had the disease done its deadly work that Linc expressed a determination and hope of recovery up to within a few hours of his death. He was peacefully conscious to the very last and gave to the loved ones who stood at his side the directions for his burial. With comforting words of farewell he fell asleep.
The funeral occurred on Monday afternoon, the services being held at Pleasant Hill church. Prof. C. H. Hall delivered the address which was a most appropriate one, from the text, “For now we see through a glass darkly; but there face to face.” (I Cor. Xiii: 12) Prof. Hall’s touching tribute found response in the hearts of all who heard him. With tearful eyes he spoke of him as a departed brother, for he had come to love him as a pupil and as a companion in the woods of Northern Michigan during the summer of two years ago. The body was laid to rest in the Hurricane cemetery. The pall bearers were James G. Covert, John V. Oliver, Mark Bass, Taylor Ballard, W. P. Jones and Edward Vantalga.
Abraham Lincoln McCaslin was born June 20th, 1864, and at the time of his death was almost twenty-eight years of age. He was a dutiful son. From his youth he was exemplary and conscientious. He united with the Pleasant Hill M.P. church when he was but thirteen years of age. He aspired to usefulness and early determined to thoroughly prepare himself for life’s work. He attended DePauw University one year and then spent two years in Adrian College, Michigan. He taught school in Pleasant township one year and in 1888 resumed study in Adrian. That he might be near his mother was in declining health he attended Franklin College during the year 1889-90. January 1st, 1891, he again resumed study at Adrian, hoping to graduate in June. It was only a few weeks until disease laid hold upon him and he came home. He returned in June and delivered his oration at commencement time. But the grippe had fastened its fatal fangs upon his lungs. Acting upon the advice of his physician he went to California last August to regain, if possible, his lost health. His fight for life was a manly act, but the disease conquered. He reached home, April 14, still hopeful that health would return… [unreadable]
Linc was honest and he possessed a sensitive conscience. He was ambitious, and he had the moral and mental qualities to have attained that to which he aspired. He had a desire to do good in the world. And it was by doing good that his aspirations would have been realized. It was said concerning him, “his life speaks for itself.” It speaks more eloquently than words for right living. He had his faults, and none realized this so keenly as he. He was proven by the truest test. Those who knew him best loved him best and had the highest appreciation of his true worth morally and intellectually.
For several months Linc was the local editor of THE REPUBLICAN. There was a frankness and manifest honesty of purpose which endeared him to all in the office. While these words have been written there has been sorrow in the heart, and the tear would not be stayed. And yet memories have come that have brought comfort and inspiration.
[Provided by Mark McCrady #47714241 and Cathea Curry #47339429]
Lincoln McCaslin, son of Wesley McCaslin, died at his fathers home Sunday Morning at 3 o'clock. For a long time he had suffered from consumption and to this disease was due his death.
At the time of his death he was about 26 years of age and his death is one which seems unjust.
Mr. McCaslin was at one time local editor of the Republican and a student in Franklin college and consequently he was well known. His social qualities made him very popular and his manly virtues respected by all.
He had traveled extensively North and West but received no permanent benefit. Only a few weeks ago he returned from California very feeble and his death was certain.
He was conscious until the last and his last moments proved his unqualified strength of character. The funeral occurred Monday afternoon at 3 o'clock from the Hurricane Baptist church, Prof. D. H. Hall conducting the services. Quite a number from this city attended the services.
The Franklin Republican, Friday, May 20, 1892, Volume 48, Number 21, page 8, col 4
A. L. McCaslin died at the home of his father, W. W. McCaslin…last Sunday morning. And the soul that for months had been held and fetered by the gradually failing tenement of clay went triumphant into the light of that city where “they need no candle, neither the light of the sun; for the Lord God giveth them light.” Just one month before death came to Linc (for that was the name by which he was familiarly known) he arrived home from California where he spent months in a vain endeavor to regain his health. But after all his death came so suddenly as to be a shock to his friends – and he had very, very many. His disease was consumption, superinduced by a severe attack of grippe from which he suffered in March of 1891. So insidious had the disease done its deadly work that Linc expressed a determination and hope of recovery up to within a few hours of his death. He was peacefully conscious to the very last and gave to the loved ones who stood at his side the directions for his burial. With comforting words of farewell he fell asleep.
The funeral occurred on Monday afternoon, the services being held at Pleasant Hill church. Prof. C. H. Hall delivered the address which was a most appropriate one, from the text, “For now we see through a glass darkly; but there face to face.” (I Cor. Xiii: 12) Prof. Hall’s touching tribute found response in the hearts of all who heard him. With tearful eyes he spoke of him as a departed brother, for he had come to love him as a pupil and as a companion in the woods of Northern Michigan during the summer of two years ago. The body was laid to rest in the Hurricane cemetery. The pall bearers were James G. Covert, John V. Oliver, Mark Bass, Taylor Ballard, W. P. Jones and Edward Vantalga.
Abraham Lincoln McCaslin was born June 20th, 1864, and at the time of his death was almost twenty-eight years of age. He was a dutiful son. From his youth he was exemplary and conscientious. He united with the Pleasant Hill M.P. church when he was but thirteen years of age. He aspired to usefulness and early determined to thoroughly prepare himself for life’s work. He attended DePauw University one year and then spent two years in Adrian College, Michigan. He taught school in Pleasant township one year and in 1888 resumed study in Adrian. That he might be near his mother was in declining health he attended Franklin College during the year 1889-90. January 1st, 1891, he again resumed study at Adrian, hoping to graduate in June. It was only a few weeks until disease laid hold upon him and he came home. He returned in June and delivered his oration at commencement time. But the grippe had fastened its fatal fangs upon his lungs. Acting upon the advice of his physician he went to California last August to regain, if possible, his lost health. His fight for life was a manly act, but the disease conquered. He reached home, April 14, still hopeful that health would return… [unreadable]
Linc was honest and he possessed a sensitive conscience. He was ambitious, and he had the moral and mental qualities to have attained that to which he aspired. He had a desire to do good in the world. And it was by doing good that his aspirations would have been realized. It was said concerning him, “his life speaks for itself.” It speaks more eloquently than words for right living. He had his faults, and none realized this so keenly as he. He was proven by the truest test. Those who knew him best loved him best and had the highest appreciation of his true worth morally and intellectually.
For several months Linc was the local editor of THE REPUBLICAN. There was a frankness and manifest honesty of purpose which endeared him to all in the office. While these words have been written there has been sorrow in the heart, and the tear would not be stayed. And yet memories have come that have brought comfort and inspiration.
[Provided by Mark McCrady #47714241 and Cathea Curry #47339429]
The Franklin Democrat, Friday, May 20, 1892
Lincoln McCaslin, son of Wesley McCaslin, died at his fathers home Sunday Morning at 3 o'clock. For a long time he had suffered from consumption and to this disease was due his death.
At the time of his death he was about 26 years of age and his death is one which seems unjust.
Mr. McCaslin was at one time local editor of the Republican and a student in Franklin college and consequently he was well known. His social qualities made him very popular and his manly virtues respected by all.
He had traveled extensively North and West but received no permanent benefit. Only a few weeks ago he returned from California very feeble and his death was certain.
He was conscious until the last and his last moments proved his unqualified strength of character. The funeral occurred Monday afternoon at 3 o'clock from the Hurricane Baptist church, Prof. D. H. Hall conducting the services. Quite a number from this city attended the services.
The Franklin Republican, Friday, May 20, 1892, Volume 48, Number 21, page 8, col 4
A. L. McCaslin died at the home of his father, W. W. McCaslin…last Sunday morning. And the soul that for months had been held and fetered by the gradually failing tenement of clay went triumphant into the light of that city where “they need no candle, neither the light of the sun; for the Lord God giveth them light.” Just one month before death came to Linc (for that was the name by which he was familiarly known) he arrived home from California where he spent months in a vain endeavor to regain his health. But after all his death came so suddenly as to be a shock to his friends – and he had very, very many. His disease was consumption, superinduced by a severe attack of grippe from which he suffered in March of 1891. So insidious had the disease done its deadly work that Linc expressed a determination and hope of recovery up to within a few hours of his death. He was peacefully conscious to the very last and gave to the loved ones who stood at his side the directions for his burial. With comforting words of farewell he fell asleep.
The funeral occurred on Monday afternoon, the services being held at Pleasant Hill church. Prof. C. H. Hall delivered the address which was a most appropriate one, from the text, “For now we see through a glass darkly; but there face to face.” (I Cor. Xiii: 12) Prof. Hall’s touching tribute found response in the hearts of all who heard him. With tearful eyes he spoke of him as a departed brother, for he had come to love him as a pupil and as a companion in the woods of Northern Michigan during the summer of two years ago. The body was laid to rest in the Hurricane cemetery. The pall bearers were James G. Covert, John V. Oliver, Mark Bass, Taylor Ballard, W. P. Jones and Edward Vantalga.
Abraham Lincoln McCaslin was born June 20th, 1864, and at the time of his death was almost twenty-eight years of age. He was a dutiful son. From his youth he was exemplary and conscientious. He united with the Pleasant Hill M.P. church when he was but thirteen years of age. He aspired to usefulness and early determined to thoroughly prepare himself for life’s work. He attended DePauw University one year and then spent two years in Adrian College, Michigan. He taught school in Pleasant township one year and in 1888 resumed study in Adrian. That he might be near his mother was in declining health he attended Franklin College during the year 1889-90. January 1st, 1891, he again resumed study at Adrian, hoping to graduate in June. It was only a few weeks until disease laid hold upon him and he came home. He returned in June and delivered his oration at commencement time. But the grippe had fastened its fatal fangs upon his lungs. Acting upon the advice of his physician he went to California last August to regain, if possible, his lost health. His fight for life was a manly act, but the disease conquered. He reached home, April 14, still hopeful that health would return… [unreadable]
Linc was honest and he possessed a sensitive conscience. He was ambitious, and he had the moral and mental qualities to have attained that to which he aspired. He had a desire to do good in the world. And it was by doing good that his aspirations would have been realized. It was said concerning him, “his life speaks for itself.” It speaks more eloquently than words for right living. He had his faults, and none realized this so keenly as he. He was proven by the truest test. Those who knew him best loved him best and had the highest appreciation of his true worth morally and intellectually.
For several months Linc was the local editor of THE REPUBLICAN. There was a frankness and manifest honesty of purpose which endeared him to all in the office. While these words have been written there has been sorrow in the heart, and the tear would not be stayed. And yet memories have come that have brought comfort and inspiration.
[Provided by Mark McCrady #47714241 and Cathea Curry #47339429]
Lincoln McCaslin, son of Wesley McCaslin, died at his fathers home Sunday Morning at 3 o'clock. For a long time he had suffered from consumption and to this disease was due his death.
At the time of his death he was about 26 years of age and his death is one which seems unjust.
Mr. McCaslin was at one time local editor of the Republican and a student in Franklin college and consequently he was well known. His social qualities made him very popular and his manly virtues respected by all.
He had traveled extensively North and West but received no permanent benefit. Only a few weeks ago he returned from California very feeble and his death was certain.
He was conscious until the last and his last moments proved his unqualified strength of character. The funeral occurred Monday afternoon at 3 o'clock from the Hurricane Baptist church, Prof. D. H. Hall conducting the services. Quite a number from this city attended the services.
The Franklin Republican, Friday, May 20, 1892, Volume 48, Number 21, page 8, col 4
A. L. McCaslin died at the home of his father, W. W. McCaslin…last Sunday morning. And the soul that for months had been held and fetered by the gradually failing tenement of clay went triumphant into the light of that city where “they need no candle, neither the light of the sun; for the Lord God giveth them light.” Just one month before death came to Linc (for that was the name by which he was familiarly known) he arrived home from California where he spent months in a vain endeavor to regain his health. But after all his death came so suddenly as to be a shock to his friends – and he had very, very many. His disease was consumption, superinduced by a severe attack of grippe from which he suffered in March of 1891. So insidious had the disease done its deadly work that Linc expressed a determination and hope of recovery up to within a few hours of his death. He was peacefully conscious to the very last and gave to the loved ones who stood at his side the directions for his burial. With comforting words of farewell he fell asleep.
The funeral occurred on Monday afternoon, the services being held at Pleasant Hill church. Prof. C. H. Hall delivered the address which was a most appropriate one, from the text, “For now we see through a glass darkly; but there face to face.” (I Cor. Xiii: 12) Prof. Hall’s touching tribute found response in the hearts of all who heard him. With tearful eyes he spoke of him as a departed brother, for he had come to love him as a pupil and as a companion in the woods of Northern Michigan during the summer of two years ago. The body was laid to rest in the Hurricane cemetery. The pall bearers were James G. Covert, John V. Oliver, Mark Bass, Taylor Ballard, W. P. Jones and Edward Vantalga.
Abraham Lincoln McCaslin was born June 20th, 1864, and at the time of his death was almost twenty-eight years of age. He was a dutiful son. From his youth he was exemplary and conscientious. He united with the Pleasant Hill M.P. church when he was but thirteen years of age. He aspired to usefulness and early determined to thoroughly prepare himself for life’s work. He attended DePauw University one year and then spent two years in Adrian College, Michigan. He taught school in Pleasant township one year and in 1888 resumed study in Adrian. That he might be near his mother was in declining health he attended Franklin College during the year 1889-90. January 1st, 1891, he again resumed study at Adrian, hoping to graduate in June. It was only a few weeks until disease laid hold upon him and he came home. He returned in June and delivered his oration at commencement time. But the grippe had fastened its fatal fangs upon his lungs. Acting upon the advice of his physician he went to California last August to regain, if possible, his lost health. His fight for life was a manly act, but the disease conquered. He reached home, April 14, still hopeful that health would return… [unreadable]
Linc was honest and he possessed a sensitive conscience. He was ambitious, and he had the moral and mental qualities to have attained that to which he aspired. He had a desire to do good in the world. And it was by doing good that his aspirations would have been realized. It was said concerning him, “his life speaks for itself.” It speaks more eloquently than words for right living. He had his faults, and none realized this so keenly as he. He was proven by the truest test. Those who knew him best loved him best and had the highest appreciation of his true worth morally and intellectually.
For several months Linc was the local editor of THE REPUBLICAN. There was a frankness and manifest honesty of purpose which endeared him to all in the office. While these words have been written there has been sorrow in the heart, and the tear would not be stayed. And yet memories have come that have brought comfort and inspiration.
[Provided by Mark McCrady #47714241 and Cathea Curry #47339429]
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