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Obituary published in Putnam County Herald (Cookeville, Tennessee), 27 Aug 1914, Thu ·Page 4
Tyler, Oklahoma July 26, 1914
To Herold Readers, Pleasant Hill Students, and many friends of Grover C. Brown of Flynns' Lick, Tennessee.
In writing this letter to the Herold, it becomes my painful duty to say to you all that our friend and fellow student, Grover C. Brown is no more. On the 20th of July, word came to me that Grover Brown was sick, even unto death, in Durant Oklahoma. I was teaching at the time, but turning my school over to my wife, I hastened to his side; but too late ! The grim destroyer was even there, there waiting to do his ghastly work. I reached him Tuesday 9:00 am. He died Wednesday at 4:40 pm. He had been confined to his bed about two weeks.
He visited us five weeks ago at our home, secured a school near us, was in Durant doing State Normal work at the time of his death. He was a student at Pleasant Hill Academy for two years and it was there that I knew and loved him. He was unconscious when I reached him, being rational for only a moment at a time. His mother came but too late for him to scarcely know her. For a few minutes at a time, he seemed to know that the one he loved best on earth was with him; but just for a moment, then unconsciousness.
To those who knew Grover, I need not say that he was as tender as a child, as loving as a fond mother, and in his breast throbbed a heart as noble as is given to man. His devotion and love for his mother was most touching. All through his illness, as long as he knew anything, he would never give up for them to send for his mother, saying she was old and could not stand the trip. He died among people who were almost strangers, yet he never lacked anything. Money, time, service, medical aid of the best skill were brought to bear but to no avail.
He had been attending the Southwestern State Normal at Durant and the attention and respect paid him by the faculty and student body was most beautiful.
Flowers covered the cast from head to foot, tokens of love from his county (Marshal) Teachers, also from S.E.S.N., faculty and others. During the services, which were conducted by the Pastors of the Methodist and Christian Church, a male quartet from the Normal School, sang three most beautiful songs, Lead Kindly Light, Rock of Ages, Nearer My God to Thee.
After the Funeral Services, we laid him to rest in the Durant Cemetery where he will wait till the last great day, when the earth and the sea shall give up its dead.
He has lived and died, his song has been sung, the story has been told, but his influence shall live on in the hearts of his loved ones, and twill only be, in that one day, when all things will be made plain, that we shall know the mystery of Gods plans for us all. "For now we see through a glass, darkly, then face to face." For we know and feel assured that he has fought the fight, he has kept the faith.
In the name of all his friends, I wish to thank the people of Durant for their kindness to our dear friend, Grover Brown. Robert Lee Gentry
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Obituary published in Putnam County Herald (Cookeville, Tennessee), 27 Aug 1914, Thu ·Page 4
Tyler, Oklahoma July 26, 1914
To Herold Readers, Pleasant Hill Students, and many friends of Grover C. Brown of Flynns' Lick, Tennessee.
In writing this letter to the Herold, it becomes my painful duty to say to you all that our friend and fellow student, Grover C. Brown is no more. On the 20th of July, word came to me that Grover Brown was sick, even unto death, in Durant Oklahoma. I was teaching at the time, but turning my school over to my wife, I hastened to his side; but too late ! The grim destroyer was even there, there waiting to do his ghastly work. I reached him Tuesday 9:00 am. He died Wednesday at 4:40 pm. He had been confined to his bed about two weeks.
He visited us five weeks ago at our home, secured a school near us, was in Durant doing State Normal work at the time of his death. He was a student at Pleasant Hill Academy for two years and it was there that I knew and loved him. He was unconscious when I reached him, being rational for only a moment at a time. His mother came but too late for him to scarcely know her. For a few minutes at a time, he seemed to know that the one he loved best on earth was with him; but just for a moment, then unconsciousness.
To those who knew Grover, I need not say that he was as tender as a child, as loving as a fond mother, and in his breast throbbed a heart as noble as is given to man. His devotion and love for his mother was most touching. All through his illness, as long as he knew anything, he would never give up for them to send for his mother, saying she was old and could not stand the trip. He died among people who were almost strangers, yet he never lacked anything. Money, time, service, medical aid of the best skill were brought to bear but to no avail.
He had been attending the Southwestern State Normal at Durant and the attention and respect paid him by the faculty and student body was most beautiful.
Flowers covered the cast from head to foot, tokens of love from his county (Marshal) Teachers, also from S.E.S.N., faculty and others. During the services, which were conducted by the Pastors of the Methodist and Christian Church, a male quartet from the Normal School, sang three most beautiful songs, Lead Kindly Light, Rock of Ages, Nearer My God to Thee.
After the Funeral Services, we laid him to rest in the Durant Cemetery where he will wait till the last great day, when the earth and the sea shall give up its dead.
He has lived and died, his song has been sung, the story has been told, but his influence shall live on in the hearts of his loved ones, and twill only be, in that one day, when all things will be made plain, that we shall know the mystery of Gods plans for us all. "For now we see through a glass, darkly, then face to face." For we know and feel assured that he has fought the fight, he has kept the faith.
In the name of all his friends, I wish to thank the people of Durant for their kindness to our dear friend, Grover Brown. Robert Lee Gentry
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Obituary published in Putnam County Herald (Cookeville, Tennessee), 27 Aug 1914, Thu ·Page 4
Tyler, Oklahoma July 26, 1914
To Herold Readers, Pleasant Hill Students, and many friends of Grover C. Brown of Flynns' Lick, Tennessee.
In writing this letter to the Herold, it becomes my painful duty to say to you all that our friend and fellow student, Grover C. Brown is no more. On the 20th of July, word came to me that Grover Brown was sick, even unto death, in Durant Oklahoma. I was teaching at the time, but turning my school over to my wife, I hastened to his side; but too late ! The grim destroyer was even there, there waiting to do his ghastly work. I reached him Tuesday 9:00 am. He died Wednesday at 4:40 pm. He had been confined to his bed about two weeks.
He visited us five weeks ago at our home, secured a school near us, was in Durant doing State Normal work at the time of his death. He was a student at Pleasant Hill Academy for two years and it was there that I knew and loved him. He was unconscious when I reached him, being rational for only a moment at a time. His mother came but too late for him to scarcely know her. For a few minutes at a time, he seemed to know that the one he loved best on earth was with him; but just for a moment, then unconsciousness.
To those who knew Grover, I need not say that he was as tender as a child, as loving as a fond mother, and in his breast throbbed a heart as noble as is given to man. His devotion and love for his mother was most touching. All through his illness, as long as he knew anything, he would never give up for them to send for his mother, saying she was old and could not stand the trip. He died among people who were almost strangers, yet he never lacked anything. Money, time, service, medical aid of the best skill were brought to bear but to no avail.
He had been attending the Southwestern State Normal at Durant and the attention and respect paid him by the faculty and student body was most beautiful.
Flowers covered the cast from head to foot, tokens of love from his county (Marshal) Teachers, also from S.E.S.N., faculty and others. During the services, which were conducted by the Pastors of the Methodist and Christian Church, a male quartet from the Normal School, sang three most beautiful songs, Lead Kindly Light, Rock of Ages, Nearer My God to Thee.
After the Funeral Services, we laid him to rest in the Durant Cemetery where he will wait till the last great day, when the earth and the sea shall give up its dead.
He has lived and died, his song has been sung, the story has been told, but his influence shall live on in the hearts of his loved ones, and twill only be, in that one day, when all things will be made plain, that we shall know the mystery of Gods plans for us all. "For now we see through a glass, darkly, then face to face." For we know and feel assured that he has fought the fight, he has kept the faith.
In the name of all his friends, I wish to thank the people of Durant for their kindness to our dear friend, Grover Brown. Robert Lee Gentry
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Obituary published in Putnam County Herald (Cookeville, Tennessee), 27 Aug 1914, Thu ·Page 4
Tyler, Oklahoma July 26, 1914
To Herold Readers, Pleasant Hill Students, and many friends of Grover C. Brown of Flynns' Lick, Tennessee.
In writing this letter to the Herold, it becomes my painful duty to say to you all that our friend and fellow student, Grover C. Brown is no more. On the 20th of July, word came to me that Grover Brown was sick, even unto death, in Durant Oklahoma. I was teaching at the time, but turning my school over to my wife, I hastened to his side; but too late ! The grim destroyer was even there, there waiting to do his ghastly work. I reached him Tuesday 9:00 am. He died Wednesday at 4:40 pm. He had been confined to his bed about two weeks.
He visited us five weeks ago at our home, secured a school near us, was in Durant doing State Normal work at the time of his death. He was a student at Pleasant Hill Academy for two years and it was there that I knew and loved him. He was unconscious when I reached him, being rational for only a moment at a time. His mother came but too late for him to scarcely know her. For a few minutes at a time, he seemed to know that the one he loved best on earth was with him; but just for a moment, then unconsciousness.
To those who knew Grover, I need not say that he was as tender as a child, as loving as a fond mother, and in his breast throbbed a heart as noble as is given to man. His devotion and love for his mother was most touching. All through his illness, as long as he knew anything, he would never give up for them to send for his mother, saying she was old and could not stand the trip. He died among people who were almost strangers, yet he never lacked anything. Money, time, service, medical aid of the best skill were brought to bear but to no avail.
He had been attending the Southwestern State Normal at Durant and the attention and respect paid him by the faculty and student body was most beautiful.
Flowers covered the cast from head to foot, tokens of love from his county (Marshal) Teachers, also from S.E.S.N., faculty and others. During the services, which were conducted by the Pastors of the Methodist and Christian Church, a male quartet from the Normal School, sang three most beautiful songs, Lead Kindly Light, Rock of Ages, Nearer My God to Thee.
After the Funeral Services, we laid him to rest in the Durant Cemetery where he will wait till the last great day, when the earth and the sea shall give up its dead.
He has lived and died, his song has been sung, the story has been told, but his influence shall live on in the hearts of his loved ones, and twill only be, in that one day, when all things will be made plain, that we shall know the mystery of Gods plans for us all. "For now we see through a glass, darkly, then face to face." For we know and feel assured that he has fought the fight, he has kept the faith.
In the name of all his friends, I wish to thank the people of Durant for their kindness to our dear friend, Grover Brown. Robert Lee Gentry
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