The Anderson intelligencer. [volume] (Anderson Court House, S.C.) 1860-1914, 1873-07-31
In Memoriam.

Ii becomes our sad duty to record the death
of our beloved father, whose sudden demise
has cast gloom over the household, where he
was truly honored. COLI. Perkins Hoyt de-
parted this life at the residence of Mr.. John L.
Gilkerson, near Tumbling Shoals, in Laurens
County, on Wednesday morning, 2Srd of July,
in the 6Sth year of his age He was a native
Of New Hampshire, and removed in early Life
to Virginia, where he married and settled
twenty-five or thirty years ago, he removed
farther South, and for few years made his
home in Georgia, but subsequently removed to
Laurens G. A., of which place he was cti-
zen until April last, when he came to Ander-
son, and expected to spend the remainder of
his life at the residence of his eldest son.
Business required his return to Laurens, and
two or three weeks before his death he left this
place fer that purpose. On Monday of last
week, he started homewards, but was taken
with severe chill on the way, which induced
him to tarry for time with AGr- Gifkerson, an
cid and respected friend. The kind and care
full attention Of Mr. G.. and his family, together
with simple remedies, restored him very much,
and his condition was greatly improved on
Tuesday morning. After eating hearty din
ner, Mr.. G. aud himself promenadcd the piazza
for some time in earnest conversation, when the
former was called away, and in few minutes
our dear father fell to the ground, stricken with
apoplexy, and completely paralyzed. In this
condition, he remained speechless and help
Less. until ten minutes before seven o'clock on
Wednesday morning, when he breathed his
last. It was not permitted for his own family
So sooshe the dying pillow, yet the utmost
Kindness was manifested By the dear friends by
whom he was surrounded, and the skillful at
tendance of an eminent physician was brought
into requisition at the earliest possible moment;
without avail, however, as the result was inevi-
table. The summons was inexorable and dunal-
terable, and we bnnbly recognize the hand of
Him who Is infinitely greater than any earthly
physician, and whose rod of af1iction is cast
upon humanity for wise and good purposes.
The deceased was man of strong, vigorous
intellect, possessed of accurate and general in
formation, acquired by travel and extensive
reading. From the earliest days of our recol-
lection, he had been contributor to the news
paper press, and nearly always connected with
some newspaper as its correspondent. For
short time in 1861, after we had volunteered in
the Confederate army, he edited the Anderson
l'atelSgencer, and subsequently had charge OF
the Iaurepsville Herald. He always won the
admiration of readers by q plain, practical
style of writing, peculiar to himself. But we
must not employ terms of eulogy upon his
public career; these appear as mockery, when
we revert to the days of our boyhood, and be-
hold the kind and indulgent parent, whose
chief concern was for our moral and mental
training. Filial love and gratitude takes pos
session of our innermost soul, and we gaze
with reverence and affection upon the memory
of the past. For more than thirty years, the
deceased was member of the Methodist
Church, and his last days-nay, the last hours
of conscious existence-were spent in religious
conversation with his friend and brother,
Wherefrom we are permitted to evolve the
consolation that the Saviour of mankind was
even then with him in spirit. Besides the
partner Of his joys and Sorrows, to whom he
was married more than forty years since, the
deceased leaves behind two SONS and three
daughters, who will cherish his memory ten
derly and faithfully.
The remains were brought to Anderson on
Thursday, and as the sun went down in gilded
splendoz behipd the western hills, the body
was inferred in the Baptist churchyard, accom-
panied with appropriate services by the Rev.
L. NJ Aver, and amid a large concourse of
sympathizing friends and acquaintance Of the
family.
-"Death hath made no breach
In love and sympathy, in hope and trust;
No outward sigh or sound our ears can reach,
But there's an inward, spiritual speech
That grcets still, though mortal tongue be dust.
ut bids us dc the work that they laid down.
Take up the song where they broke off the strain;
So ourncying till we reach the heavenly town,
Where are laid up treasures and our crown,
And our lost loved ones will be found again."
C.Looy