Goldsboro weekly argus. [volume] (Goldsboro, N.C.) 1885-1909, 1902-08-21

days went by, imperceptably the
ties of friendship and love and the
bonds of a truly professional life and
character bound him closer and closer
to the country which he finally
adopted as his home, where his life
proved in many ways a success and
a blessing.
DIR. Seavey's was one of those
'charmed" lives, as those who be-
lieved in Witchcraft would say, one
of those lives not infrequently OBJ
served which in some almost mir
aculous manner seem to escape the
perils to which others readily fall
victims. In addition to the ship
wreck mentioned above, once while
riding a spirited horse along the
road east ofNewkirk's Bridge, on the
very spot on which he afterwards
built the commodious residence that
still stands there, he was thrown by
the horse and had both arms broken
just above the wrists. From this he
recovered without serious conse-
q%uences, and the incident does not
seem to have cooled his ardor and
love of fine horses, a passion he cult
waited as long as he lived.
Both as a citizen and a physician
DR.. Seavey's was one Of those rarely
well-balanced humane minds which
make their possessors irresistible
and ~irrepressible powers in the COM
munities in which they live. Such
men are not loved by the depraved,
but their influence elevates the life
of their community, and they COM
mand a wholesome respect for their
profession O. trade. Such a lawyer,
or such a doctor, such a banker, mer-
chant or farmer, is a Godsend to any
community.
Mrs. Seavey was several years her
husbands junior, but their natures
were we'll adapted to render their
married life beautiful. Like the
home of Bryant Newkirk from
which it sprung, their home was
long famous for unstinted hospital
In it the best tenets and ira
ditions of the Old South and of New
England, were harmoniously main
tanned. They have both, some
years ago, gone up to render an ac-
count of their stewardship here, and
their bodies await the call of the
Resurrection Morn in the beautiful
little family burying ground, just
outside their yard, where the maple
and the oak and the hickory of the
Western part of the State mingle
with the pine and the water-oak of
the East, and all alike bow their
branches under the weight of the
long swaying folds of the gray moss
commonly seen in and about cypress
swamps.
Their old homestead, described
some time since in the ARGUS, still
remains. Mrs. A. J. Moore, a
daughter of DR.. Seavey, wife of
A. J. Moore, a brother of Mrs.
Nathan O'Berry and Mr.. C. H.
Moore, of Goldsboro, lives with a
family of interesting children half a
mile from these scenes of her child
hood. At the old homestead lives
Mr.. j. B. Seavey, the only son, a
of culture and sterling charac-
ter, and his two sisters, Misses Mary
and Hannah Seavey. These four
maintain still on the old affairs the
fires of intellectual and aesthetic life
which have never been permitted to
die out since the day Miss Annie
Julia NeWkirk became Mrs. DIR. Sea-
vey, and the two joined their efforts
in the best of all the pursuits that en-
gage the attention and time of men
and women-that of home making.
Respectfully,
MANHATTAN.
Goldsboro, Aug. 9, 1902.
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