The news & observer. [volume] (Raleigh, N.C.) 1894-current, 1904-09-06
PROF MANCUMDEAD.
HighUp as Educator, Loved
as Man. End Came
Sunday Morning.

Professor Ernest Mangum, of Will
son, who for some days had been crit
cally i'll, died at o'clock on Sunday
morning last at Rex Hospital, the re-
mains being taken yesterday to Chapel
Hill for burial.
At his bedside when the end came
were his wife-formerly Miss Lola
Griffin, of Kinston,-his sister, Mrs.
n. II. d. Wilson. and his brother,
DIR. Chas. S. Mangum, of Chapel Hill.
AS an escort to the body there also
left from Raleigh DR.. Geo. T. Win
ston, of Raleigh, f. b. Mayo, r. II.
Fulgum, Geo. w Connor and Rev. A.
z. Tyer, of Wilson, and his brothers.
in-laW, Rev. n. Fl. ID. Wilson and
Messrs. c. O. and c. L. Griffin, of
Newton.
At the train there were also num-
Der of sympathizing friends of the
family, who brought with them many
beautiful floral tributes
Ernest Mangum, was a son of the
late Rev. A. w. Mangum, who was at
one time pastor of Edenton Street
Methodist church in Raleigh and Ia
ter, professor at the University, and
nephew of Senator Lee S. Over
man.
AS an educator he had for years
ranked among the first in the State;
after his graduation at the University
I'M 1885 he became principal of Cullo~
wee High School, moving later to Mt
Olive and Clinton and, about seven
years ago, to Wilson where he haG
since remained as superintendent o..
schools He was one of those men
who follow their work for the love
of it and, incidentally. attain success,
To his many Old students and to the
body of teachers of the State, in
whose welfare and progress Prof.
Mangum took so deep an interest
shown privately and in the work that
he did in organizing and the adj
dresses with which he helped to sus-
tain the assemblies and institutes that
have done so much for the profession
in the State. his death will cause the
most sincere sorrow for himself ana
regret for the niche that he leaves
untitled.
Personally. as q man, Ernest Man
gum was one of those fine fellows with
so big and catholic a heart that one
was surprised to discover the real gifts
of intellect that he possessed. Nothing
was educated out of him. all that lie
learned was clear gain to himself and
to those he taught. He was as frank,
as whole-souled, as merry as a child
On the surface of his daily life, in
the warm spontaneity of his soul, he
was till the day of his death clean
honest-hearted boy; that
manhood, as the term has come to
be known as something little sinister,
little stale, a little indigeStibly wise,
he did not know! 1t was only in the
brain that he was grown up, and.
even there with q Knowing smile, he
let his feelings carry him away.
1t is hard to write OF the death of a
man that one has known in the way Of
the outstretched hand, the shouted
salutaton, the eye that beamed SYM
pathy behind the words of the COM
monplace! The paragraph that tells
that he is no more. that gives the
futile details OF his funeral, is thing
as cold and dead as is the
tired body of the friend that lived and
smiled on those who stay. And to
speak the music of the inward strings
that play their dirges on the heart IS
even a harder task. 1t is enough TO
say that living, he was worthy to be
loved: and. dead. to hold a memory
that is rendered at the thought!