The Bossier banner. [volume] (Bellevue, Bossier Parish, La.) 1859-1952, 1882-03-30
Called Away.

| 1t is with profound sorrow that we
announce the death of an esteemed
friend and valuable citizen-one that
we have know intimately and well
for near % years. Captain LEROY
MoNcURE MUTT is dead! He died
at his residence in Shreveport at
11:5O A. NJ. on the 22d instant, after
a lingering illness.
Capt. MUTT was born in Fauquier
county, Va, on the 2sth day of April,
1929, and was within a few weeks of
completing his 53rd year. Locating
at Shreveport in 1852, he began the
practice of bis profession, the law.
in copartnership with his relative,
Lawrence p. Grain, an able lawyer,
chiyalrous gentleman and devoted
friend. Grain s. Mutt, Landrum &
Williamson, Hodge s. Terrell, T. T.
Land, Roland Jones, Leon d. Marks,
Wesley 2. Winas, Judge Roysdon,
and others, were then prominent and
successful attorneys at the Shreye
port bar. What grand associations
and noble ;Atainments clusteraround
their honored names! Sad thought,
and unpleasant duty it is, to record
the passing away forever of one of
the last landmarks of the pioneers
of the Shreveport bar. OF the
Shreveport attorneys of 1854, when
we became a citizen Of that city, we
believe Judge Thomas T. Land is
the only surviving member. Full of
years and rich with honors, revered
by his friends and respected by all,
may he live long to serve his people
and his country with his accustom-
ed zeal and fidelity.
Captain MUTT is dead! He has
gone, he has left US in all his noble
pride, all his lofty, unsullied man.
hood, to mourn the loss of one who
"sh0uld have died hereafter.n A
man of great soul and pure spirit
has passed away. From every
tongue comes the sad recital s'Capt.
MUTT is dead!" And as this sincere
mans loftiest monument is in the
hearts of those whose love for him
remains while his love for them is
bourne to tue better land, so was
his requiem knelled upon the lips of
those who had known the man of
sublime courage and cherish him for
his peerless manhood.
Capt. MUTT died in the plenitude
of life of usefulness, in the glory
of life that was one continuous
heaven-born truth. Stricken by the |
fell blow that only quenched his life
lamp on earth that a new star might |
be kindled above, he has fallen like |
Boabdill upon his shield and perish
ell like a true Knight of the Cross. |
And now that he is no more; now |
that his familiar form and serene |
presence is no more to be seen in our
midst, we feel that he has left an
aching void in death by which he |
will be better known than even by |
the exalted station he filled when
his veins throbbed with lnsty life
1t is hard to say in what respect we
admired him most. His lofty pro-
fessional pride and his steadfast de-
votion to client and friend, his un-
faltering integrity aud his slavish
obedience to his plighted word; his |
moral courage that scorned |
to do wrong to the least of Gods |
creatures; his modest benevolence,
which kept the left hand in igno-
norance of the many charities his
good right hand had dispensed; all |
these bespoke the man of pure and
mind. He was one in a
thousand. ~
Looking back over his we'll tried
friendship, that has stood the test
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