Col. Herbert Hammond, died near Anderson, S.C., on 20th May, 1866, after a painful and protracted illness. He was born in Elbert co. Ga., March 17th, 1797--was married to Elizabeth Rich, of Elbert, in 1821, and during the subsequent year, settled in Anderson Dist., S.C., where he spent the remainder of his life.
In 1833 he was converted at Sandy Springs, under the ministry of Rev. James Stacy, and the following year was appointed class leader and steward of the Church, which offices he faithfully filled until death. He was elected ordinary of Anderson Dist., in 1847, and served as a public officer, in that capacity, near 20 years. His opinions in his civil and religious station were marked by superior sense and judgment, and a man can scarcely by found who possessed, in so eminent a degree, the confidence and respect of the entire community. This was shown by the large concourse of citizens that assembled in the Methodist Church to hear his funeral sermon, pronounced by Rev. S. H. Browne, and the closing all stores during that sad occasion. It is often the case that sorrow for the dead is limited to the immediate kindred, but the death of a good man is a felt loss in every community. His living example, prayer, and generous support of morality and religion are withdrawn, and in proportion to his integrity as a man, and his piety as a Christian, the community suffer. There are some men whose practical life of piety is too valuable to the world to be thrown away--too precious to be buried in the waters of oblivion--Such a man was Herbert Hammond. When standing around his grave, a leading member of another branch of the Church, said, "We have put away a good man; there are no more such as he, in any of our Churches." Generous to a fault, his benevolence was proverbial--and a strong believer in the Scriptural doctrine that liberality towards the Church is a Christian virtue, his all was consecrated to the service of God, who cared for him in life, and blessed his dying hours with the consoling thought that wife, brother and children were all journeying with him to the Kingdom of Heaven. His seven surviving children, around his cold form, hand in hand, vowed to try and emulate his example, and meet him in the home of the blest. Devotion to God was a marked feature in the character of this good man. The altar for family worship that he erected when converted, was never taken down, but morning and evening the sacrifice of prayer and praise ascended to God. Possessed of a catholic spirit, he loved the Church of his choice with a devotion that grew with years; its claims on him were paramount; and whether in prayer meeting, or the more public service of the sanctuary, Providence permitting, his seat was never vacant. His death was one of triumph--just such as we would expect from the life of a good man. In his last moments he was unconscious, but often during his illness he spoke of h is abiding trust in God; and somtimes faith swelling into sacred joy, he would speak of the preciousness of religion and the prospect of immortality, with a confidence and pathos that melted the hearts of all who were privileged to hear. But he is gone--gone we trust to a better and brighter world.
G. F. R.
--Southern Christian Advocate, July 6, 1866, Volume 29, No. 27, page 7, col. 1
In 1833 he was converted at Sandy Springs, under the ministry of Rev. James Stacy, and the following year was appointed class leader and steward of the Church, which offices he faithfully filled until death. He was elected ordinary of Anderson Dist., in 1847, and served as a public officer, in that capacity, near 20 years. His opinions in his civil and religious station were marked by superior sense and judgment, and a man can scarcely by found who possessed, in so eminent a degree, the confidence and respect of the entire community. This was shown by the large concourse of citizens that assembled in the Methodist Church to hear his funeral sermon, pronounced by Rev. S. H. Browne, and the closing all stores during that sad occasion. It is often the case that sorrow for the dead is limited to the immediate kindred, but the death of a good man is a felt loss in every community. His living example, prayer, and generous support of morality and religion are withdrawn, and in proportion to his integrity as a man, and his piety as a Christian, the community suffer. There are some men whose practical life of piety is too valuable to the world to be thrown away--too precious to be buried in the waters of oblivion--Such a man was Herbert Hammond. When standing around his grave, a leading member of another branch of the Church, said, "We have put away a good man; there are no more such as he, in any of our Churches." Generous to a fault, his benevolence was proverbial--and a strong believer in the Scriptural doctrine that liberality towards the Church is a Christian virtue, his all was consecrated to the service of God, who cared for him in life, and blessed his dying hours with the consoling thought that wife, brother and children were all journeying with him to the Kingdom of Heaven. His seven surviving children, around his cold form, hand in hand, vowed to try and emulate his example, and meet him in the home of the blest. Devotion to God was a marked feature in the character of this good man. The altar for family worship that he erected when converted, was never taken down, but morning and evening the sacrifice of prayer and praise ascended to God. Possessed of a catholic spirit, he loved the Church of his choice with a devotion that grew with years; its claims on him were paramount; and whether in prayer meeting, or the more public service of the sanctuary, Providence permitting, his seat was never vacant. His death was one of triumph--just such as we would expect from the life of a good man. In his last moments he was unconscious, but often during his illness he spoke of h is abiding trust in God; and somtimes faith swelling into sacred joy, he would speak of the preciousness of religion and the prospect of immortality, with a confidence and pathos that melted the hearts of all who were privileged to hear. But he is gone--gone we trust to a better and brighter world.
G. F. R.
--Southern Christian Advocate, July 6, 1866, Volume 29, No. 27, page 7, col. 1
Col. Herbert Hammond, died near Anderson, S.C., on 20th May, 1866, after a painful and protracted illness. He was born in Elbert co. Ga., March 17th, 1797--was married to Elizabeth Rich, of Elbert, in 1821, and during the subsequent year, settled in Anderson Dist., S.C., where he spent the remainder of his life.
In 1833 he was converted at Sandy Springs, under the ministry of Rev. James Stacy, and the following year was appointed class leader and steward of the Church, which offices he faithfully filled until death. He was elected ordinary of Anderson Dist., in 1847, and served as a public officer, in that capacity, near 20 years. His opinions in his civil and religious station were marked by superior sense and judgment, and a man can scarcely by found who possessed, in so eminent a degree, the confidence and respect of the entire community. This was shown by the large concourse of citizens that assembled in the Methodist Church to hear his funeral sermon, pronounced by Rev. S. H. Browne, and the closing all stores during that sad occasion. It is often the case that sorrow for the dead is limited to the immediate kindred, but the death of a good man is a felt loss in every community. His living example, prayer, and generous support of morality and religion are withdrawn, and in proportion to his integrity as a man, and his piety as a Christian, the community suffer. There are some men whose practical life of piety is too valuable to the world to be thrown away--too precious to be buried in the waters of oblivion--Such a man was Herbert Hammond. When standing around his grave, a leading member of another branch of the Church, said, "We have put away a good man; there are no more such as he, in any of our Churches." Generous to a fault, his benevolence was proverbial--and a strong believer in the Scriptural doctrine that liberality towards the Church is a Christian virtue, his all was consecrated to the service of God, who cared for him in life, and blessed his dying hours with the consoling thought that wife, brother and children were all journeying with him to the Kingdom of Heaven. His seven surviving children, around his cold form, hand in hand, vowed to try and emulate his example, and meet him in the home of the blest. Devotion to God was a marked feature in the character of this good man. The altar for family worship that he erected when converted, was never taken down, but morning and evening the sacrifice of prayer and praise ascended to God. Possessed of a catholic spirit, he loved the Church of his choice with a devotion that grew with years; its claims on him were paramount; and whether in prayer meeting, or the more public service of the sanctuary, Providence permitting, his seat was never vacant. His death was one of triumph--just such as we would expect from the life of a good man. In his last moments he was unconscious, but often during his illness he spoke of h is abiding trust in God; and somtimes faith swelling into sacred joy, he would speak of the preciousness of religion and the prospect of immortality, with a confidence and pathos that melted the hearts of all who were privileged to hear. But he is gone--gone we trust to a better and brighter world.
G. F. R.
--Southern Christian Advocate, July 6, 1866, Volume 29, No. 27, page 7, col. 1
In 1833 he was converted at Sandy Springs, under the ministry of Rev. James Stacy, and the following year was appointed class leader and steward of the Church, which offices he faithfully filled until death. He was elected ordinary of Anderson Dist., in 1847, and served as a public officer, in that capacity, near 20 years. His opinions in his civil and religious station were marked by superior sense and judgment, and a man can scarcely by found who possessed, in so eminent a degree, the confidence and respect of the entire community. This was shown by the large concourse of citizens that assembled in the Methodist Church to hear his funeral sermon, pronounced by Rev. S. H. Browne, and the closing all stores during that sad occasion. It is often the case that sorrow for the dead is limited to the immediate kindred, but the death of a good man is a felt loss in every community. His living example, prayer, and generous support of morality and religion are withdrawn, and in proportion to his integrity as a man, and his piety as a Christian, the community suffer. There are some men whose practical life of piety is too valuable to the world to be thrown away--too precious to be buried in the waters of oblivion--Such a man was Herbert Hammond. When standing around his grave, a leading member of another branch of the Church, said, "We have put away a good man; there are no more such as he, in any of our Churches." Generous to a fault, his benevolence was proverbial--and a strong believer in the Scriptural doctrine that liberality towards the Church is a Christian virtue, his all was consecrated to the service of God, who cared for him in life, and blessed his dying hours with the consoling thought that wife, brother and children were all journeying with him to the Kingdom of Heaven. His seven surviving children, around his cold form, hand in hand, vowed to try and emulate his example, and meet him in the home of the blest. Devotion to God was a marked feature in the character of this good man. The altar for family worship that he erected when converted, was never taken down, but morning and evening the sacrifice of prayer and praise ascended to God. Possessed of a catholic spirit, he loved the Church of his choice with a devotion that grew with years; its claims on him were paramount; and whether in prayer meeting, or the more public service of the sanctuary, Providence permitting, his seat was never vacant. His death was one of triumph--just such as we would expect from the life of a good man. In his last moments he was unconscious, but often during his illness he spoke of h is abiding trust in God; and somtimes faith swelling into sacred joy, he would speak of the preciousness of religion and the prospect of immortality, with a confidence and pathos that melted the hearts of all who were privileged to hear. But he is gone--gone we trust to a better and brighter world.
G. F. R.
--Southern Christian Advocate, July 6, 1866, Volume 29, No. 27, page 7, col. 1
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