Keowee courier. [volume] (Pickens Court House, S.C.) 1849-current, 1858-01-09
OBITUARY..

DIED, of Typhoid Pneumonia, on the 14th of
november last, IN Hart county Ga, near Hart
well, at the residence of Mr.. James Massey,
HENRY HOWARD, aged 20 years and some months
The subject of this humble tribute was born in
Union District, S. c., where he resided until he
was thirty-fvo (35) years old, he then migrated
to Pendleton District with his family where ho
settled and lived until the division Of the district
which took place in 1929. Being by trade,
Carpenter and being much beloved as a man
and mechanic, he was selected as the one most
capable, by tue contractors of the public build
ings ut Pickens e. III. to commence building up
village in the mountain forest As soon as
the contractors made him acquainted Of their
selection he removed from Pendleton and act
tlod about one mile from the site of the contem-
plated village in PiokeDs district And soon the
hills and valleys around, were made musical
with his cheerful songs, the sound of his nigh
" axe, and the felling of the proud pines, and
scampcring of the wild deer running away from
sounds so unusual to his untaught eafs. The
sound of his axe and hammer ceased not until
the Court House and Jail wero completed with
several other buildings; he then bade farewell
hiS fellow mechanics, put away his tools and
turned his attention to farming for several years
not forgetting at the same time to send his ohil-
dren to school, and to train them up in the paths
of virtue and honesty.
few years ago the plow aud hoe wero laid
aside, and the deceased again took up the tools
of his early life and when death came for him
he was busily engaged in rearing up improve
mcnts in the vicinity of Hartwell.
AS soon as he was taken i'll he wrote TO his
children who acw reside IL GAGS Count. Ga
apprising them of his indisposition, and his de-
sire to go home and soc them all once more-
Two of his sons went after him; but alas when
they arrived he was gonel Oh, yes forever gone;
gone to God-he was dead ard buried And
the disconsolate sons could only repair to his
grave, and shed their mingled tears over tho
fresh clods that enwrapped his cold remsins.
Oh, 1T was truly heart melting scene to see
those brothers-strangcrs as they were in a
strange lhnd weeping over the dust of depar-
ted parent,
The deceased had made many friends, and
although he died among strangers, he lacked
not for attentions; every thing that man could
do, was done for him, but nothing could stay
The hand of death. sr
few days before he expired, he was asked
by his pious friends ifhe felt Wiling to die lie
replied eyes" 81 know that am going to die,
and my way before me is as clear and bright ns
monday. am going to world ofhappincss !"
his sons not being willing to leave him so far
away from them, dug him mp and took him homo
with them, and inferred him near them in the
Kingston Grave Yard, where the wife and chill
dren can repair at will and think of him who
has gone before them, as they. drop an humble
tear over the grave ofthe father and husband
Grieve not dear friends, but be content,
For unto you was but lent,
My time is come, my glass is rum
Dear friends, prepare yourselves to come
Kingston, Gu. Dec. 1857 G.