In memory of Benjamin F. Evans, who departed this life Jan. 10,1918, begin about 73 years of age. Bro. Evans was a staunch and true christian, true to is church, true to his God and true to his fellowman.
To know him was to love him. Kindhearted, always ready to lend a hand at all times of need or distress. No night was too dark or too stormy for Bro. Evans to lend a hand to help the sick or needy. He was a true father in deed and in truth. He loved his home, his wife, and children.
He leaves to mourn his loss a wife, three sons and two daughters. Mother and children dry your tears, Bro. Evans work is done, he is resting in peace with the redeemed, who have gone before. The family are reuniting. Father is home with his children who passed to
the great beyond a few years ago.
To his wife , Aunt Frances, dear mother, this is one of the deep sorrows of your life. We all sympathize with you and our earnest prayers are that God's grace will sustain you in this trying hour. He says I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee. His promises faileth never. He counts you in the whomsoever, blessed thought. Bro. Evans' prayers are silenced in our churches, but the memory of the strong appeals made by him will live forever in many hearts who knew him.
Oh how many times has the writer of this brief sketch heard the prayers made by our brother now silent in the grave. Sometimes tears will freely flow from our eyes and we wonder how long it will be until the messenger calls for us. God prepare us for that day which will surely come.
Bro. Evans enlisted in the beginning of the Civil War and remained until the close. He was a true soldier, never flinched from his duties, true to his comrades. While his comrades fell to the right and to the left he never received a flesh wound. His surviving comrades speaks of his highest spirit in the great Civil War. He often told me he never expected to see another day equal to the day of the great surrender. Bro. Evans has answered the last roll call.
His remains were laid to rest in the Kessel cemetery near his home.
Peace to his ashes. To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.
January 25, 1918. front page.
Courtesy of the Grant County Press
Diane Flanagan
To know him was to love him. Kindhearted, always ready to lend a hand at all times of need or distress. No night was too dark or too stormy for Bro. Evans to lend a hand to help the sick or needy. He was a true father in deed and in truth. He loved his home, his wife, and children.
He leaves to mourn his loss a wife, three sons and two daughters. Mother and children dry your tears, Bro. Evans work is done, he is resting in peace with the redeemed, who have gone before. The family are reuniting. Father is home with his children who passed to
the great beyond a few years ago.
To his wife , Aunt Frances, dear mother, this is one of the deep sorrows of your life. We all sympathize with you and our earnest prayers are that God's grace will sustain you in this trying hour. He says I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee. His promises faileth never. He counts you in the whomsoever, blessed thought. Bro. Evans' prayers are silenced in our churches, but the memory of the strong appeals made by him will live forever in many hearts who knew him.
Oh how many times has the writer of this brief sketch heard the prayers made by our brother now silent in the grave. Sometimes tears will freely flow from our eyes and we wonder how long it will be until the messenger calls for us. God prepare us for that day which will surely come.
Bro. Evans enlisted in the beginning of the Civil War and remained until the close. He was a true soldier, never flinched from his duties, true to his comrades. While his comrades fell to the right and to the left he never received a flesh wound. His surviving comrades speaks of his highest spirit in the great Civil War. He often told me he never expected to see another day equal to the day of the great surrender. Bro. Evans has answered the last roll call.
His remains were laid to rest in the Kessel cemetery near his home.
Peace to his ashes. To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.
January 25, 1918. front page.
Courtesy of the Grant County Press
Diane Flanagan
In memory of Benjamin F. Evans, who departed this life Jan. 10,1918, begin about 73 years of age. Bro. Evans was a staunch and true christian, true to is church, true to his God and true to his fellowman.
To know him was to love him. Kindhearted, always ready to lend a hand at all times of need or distress. No night was too dark or too stormy for Bro. Evans to lend a hand to help the sick or needy. He was a true father in deed and in truth. He loved his home, his wife, and children.
He leaves to mourn his loss a wife, three sons and two daughters. Mother and children dry your tears, Bro. Evans work is done, he is resting in peace with the redeemed, who have gone before. The family are reuniting. Father is home with his children who passed to
the great beyond a few years ago.
To his wife , Aunt Frances, dear mother, this is one of the deep sorrows of your life. We all sympathize with you and our earnest prayers are that God's grace will sustain you in this trying hour. He says I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee. His promises faileth never. He counts you in the whomsoever, blessed thought. Bro. Evans' prayers are silenced in our churches, but the memory of the strong appeals made by him will live forever in many hearts who knew him.
Oh how many times has the writer of this brief sketch heard the prayers made by our brother now silent in the grave. Sometimes tears will freely flow from our eyes and we wonder how long it will be until the messenger calls for us. God prepare us for that day which will surely come.
Bro. Evans enlisted in the beginning of the Civil War and remained until the close. He was a true soldier, never flinched from his duties, true to his comrades. While his comrades fell to the right and to the left he never received a flesh wound. His surviving comrades speaks of his highest spirit in the great Civil War. He often told me he never expected to see another day equal to the day of the great surrender. Bro. Evans has answered the last roll call.
His remains were laid to rest in the Kessel cemetery near his home.
Peace to his ashes. To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.
January 25, 1918. front page.
Courtesy of the Grant County Press
Diane Flanagan
To know him was to love him. Kindhearted, always ready to lend a hand at all times of need or distress. No night was too dark or too stormy for Bro. Evans to lend a hand to help the sick or needy. He was a true father in deed and in truth. He loved his home, his wife, and children.
He leaves to mourn his loss a wife, three sons and two daughters. Mother and children dry your tears, Bro. Evans work is done, he is resting in peace with the redeemed, who have gone before. The family are reuniting. Father is home with his children who passed to
the great beyond a few years ago.
To his wife , Aunt Frances, dear mother, this is one of the deep sorrows of your life. We all sympathize with you and our earnest prayers are that God's grace will sustain you in this trying hour. He says I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee. His promises faileth never. He counts you in the whomsoever, blessed thought. Bro. Evans' prayers are silenced in our churches, but the memory of the strong appeals made by him will live forever in many hearts who knew him.
Oh how many times has the writer of this brief sketch heard the prayers made by our brother now silent in the grave. Sometimes tears will freely flow from our eyes and we wonder how long it will be until the messenger calls for us. God prepare us for that day which will surely come.
Bro. Evans enlisted in the beginning of the Civil War and remained until the close. He was a true soldier, never flinched from his duties, true to his comrades. While his comrades fell to the right and to the left he never received a flesh wound. His surviving comrades speaks of his highest spirit in the great Civil War. He often told me he never expected to see another day equal to the day of the great surrender. Bro. Evans has answered the last roll call.
His remains were laid to rest in the Kessel cemetery near his home.
Peace to his ashes. To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.
January 25, 1918. front page.
Courtesy of the Grant County Press
Diane Flanagan
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