Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1915-05-28
tragic death by drowning, several


years ago.
When they reached the cemetery, by
the request of his friends, the lid was
removed from his coffin, and once more
and for the last time on earth, we were
permitted to gaze on his beloved feat
ures.
His attachment for the Rev. N. G..
Augustus being so we'll known, his son
had telegraphed for him, and after the
reading of a chapter in the bible he
had made his guide through life, and a
prayer by the Rev. Mr.. Baird, pastor
the M. E. church, of which he had
! ean a lifelong member, the services
we're turned over to our "Nick. ona l
! ever heard finer or better dppiered
ribute paid to anyone. They letuseen
Ast friends and congenial companions,
and Nick felt every word he uttered.
I wish all could have heard this tribute,
and heard Nick portray what it was to
have a congenial, sympathetic. intel
legent friend, to whom he could 60 at
all times, when worried with the cares
J and strifes of the world and find 'solace
and relief. This is what DR.. Stanley
was to him.
DR.. Stanley had requested long ago,
that he be buried in the old gray uni
form that he had worn so worthily,
when boy following the gallant For
rest, but as he died away from home
{ this could not be done, but his devoted
son-in-law, Mr.. L. l.. Daugherly, had
him buried in neat grey suit, and his
body in grey coffin.
AS a member of the Noxubee Coun-
ty Camp u. C. w., of which he was a
member and past commander, was
requested to place the old grey uniform
on his coffin, that it might be buried
with HIM, so after Nick had concluded
his heartfelt tribute. | stepped for
ward, and assisted by our comrade,
Jake Bowling, laid it revently on the
bosom of his coffin, and in a few words
told of our love for him.
DR.. Stanley was in the meridian of
life when he came to live with US, but
he came so we'll recommended, and
with such high testimonials from men
like Uncle Jim Kincannon and Charlie
Scott, both cf whom he loved, ~ he
loved few men, telling that ne was one
of the bravest of the men who wore the
gray, he had an open sesame to our
\ hearts. was taken right in &c 'fiSG e ~
| trusted and loved ones. We soonfound
out that he was indeed, man TO be
loved, for he was generous TO q fault
and could not do too much for anyone
in suffering and distress, and | well re-
member that when a gallant and noble
old comrade, Darbey Henley was strick-
en- with what proved to be his fatal
illness, DR.. Stanley would have him to
go to his own house, where he could
give him special attention and do his
best to restore him to health; and then
too when General Tom Patty needed
his services, he did the same thing for
him. although his efforts to relieve
these two splendid old soldiers were
unavailng, still his efforts in their be-
half have always been greatly appre-
ciated by their friends.
He aided the members OF the Noxu-
bee Rifles Chapter U. d. c., OF Brooks
vile. greatly in their efforts in erecting
the beautiful monument to their dear
Confederate unknown dead, who sleep
their last sleep near that beautiful lit
tie city.
Itemember we'll the night that he
presided over the meeting held by this
worthy chapter to help raise funds for
the monument, when Hon. Charlie
Scott. his good friend, by his request
had come over to address the citizens
of our county in behalf of this worthy
object, and then when his hopes were
realized, and the monument stood ready
to be dedicated, brighter still he was
a grand master of ceremonies. Hewas
so happy all that day.
AS long as this monument stands to
commemorate the deeds of the unknown
Confederate dead, it will also be mon
unent to dear DR.. Stanley and the
faithful members of the Noxubee Rifles
Chapter of the U. D. c.
His friends could not have wished for
a more beautiful ending of our old COM
rade than was his. Stricken down and
diving at once, as though shot in the
heart by bullet, the like of which he
had faced so often, dying at once with.
out suffering, cared for by loving hands,
brought to his old home, buried in the
midst of those he loved. by the side of
his son, who was the pride of his heart,
surrounded by comrades and friends
who loved him, and who gave so many
and such beautiful floral offerings as
testimonials of this love that they not
only covered his own grave but that
of his dear boy also, and buried just as
the sun was sinking to rest, without a
cloud to mar its beauty, so typical of
his life.
The Brooksville choir sang beauti-
fully the songs he loved while in life,
and when we had finished the burial,
with silent prayer that our old COM
rade might rest in peace, and with
warm handshake with our dear friends,
we left him alone with the God he low
ed so well.
have always loved Nick. He is one
of the ties that binds me to the past,
so as bade him good bye, said to
him, 1T may not be long before my
friends will have to pay this same tri-
butte to me, and when the time comes,
l want you to be there" and he said,
"Emmet, only notify me and | will