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Francis Meriwether

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Francis Meriwether

Birth
Wilkes County, Georgia, USA
Death
31 Mar 1857 (aged 62)
Denmark, Madison County, Tennessee, USA
Burial
Denmark, Madison County, Tennessee, USA Add to Map
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Francis, son of David Meriwether and Frances Wingfield, married Sarah Watts 3 Nov 1818 in Greene County, Georgia; they had six children, of which the names of only five are known: Elizabeth, Caroline, Parizade, David Jacobus, and John Thomas. Sarah died 14 Aug 1829 in Jefferson, Jackson County, Georgia and is presumably buried there, though the location is not known. Francis then married Louisa Moore 13 Sep 1831 in Jackson County, Georgia; they had four children: Ella, James, Joseph and Francis.

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West Tennessee Whig (Jackson, TN), 1 April 1857, Page 7

Died—At his residence near Denmark, in this county, Tuesday, the 31st of March, 1857, Mr. Francis Meriwether, aged 63 years. In the death of this most excellent man his family, community and church could sustain no greater loss.

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Newspaper unknown
Reprinted in a book about the Taylor family. Title unknown.
Francis Meriwether
By J. T. Meriwether


Bro. Watson — My beloved father, Francis Meriwether, is no more on earth, having died March 13, '57 (1857). He was born in Wilkes County, Ga., Nov. 7th, 1794, hence he was in his sixty-third year. He first married Sarah Watts, in 1818, who died, leaving him and six children, one of whom has since followed her to the eternal world. In 1830 he professed religion at Drypond Campground, Ga., having a short time previous joined the Methodist Church as a seeker. In 1831 he married Louisa Moore, and in the fall of the same year moved to Tennessee, and settled in Madison Co., where he lived until his death. He was a lawyer by profession, and practiced for a number of years in his native state, being sent once or twice to the Legislature. After moving to Tennessee, he abandoned the law, and settled on a farm to live a more retired life, and give his thoughts and attention more to eternal things.

For about twenty-five years he suffered much from gravel. As he grew older, he became more patient, and during an attack of the same disease a short time before his death, evidenced the composure and resignation of a Christian. We thought he was slowly recovering from this attack, when he was seized with something like congestion of the heart and lungs, which hurried his in an hour or two into eternity.

That he was a good man, his regular attendance at church, when able, his charitable contributions, and his personal service of the church as a steward for a number of years, but partially declared; while his private walk, known best to his own household, his morning and evening family devotions, his frequent seasons of secret prayer with sometimes one and sometimes another of his children with him, furnishes more satisfactory evidence.

Since my earliest recollections, his house has been the home of the itinerant, and his family taught to live and respect him for his work's sake. During his last sickness he conversed freely about dying, and always expressed a perfect willingness and readiness to depart. On one occasion with suffused eyes and much emotion, quoting, "Whether we live, we live unto the Lord, and whether we die we die unto the Lord." Precious words, never to be forgotten.

He has left our mother and nine children to weep his departure. Most of us are possessed of the Christian's hope, and therefore our sorrow is not unto despair. We have buried his body in the lonely grave, but we believe his spirit is with the blest, and though tears flow freely at the thought that we shall not more, in this world, look upon his face - no more hear his voice in counsel and prayer - no more meet him on the threshold of the family residence, to receive the cordial welcome after absence; yet we feel that Christian's hearts are bound together by ties beyond the power of death to dissolve, and though these will never draw him back to us, will carry us to meet and dwell with him, far, far from the climes of sorrow and death.

Farewell, dear father, but not forever.

"Dearest father, thou hast left us,
Here thy loss we deeply feel,
But 'tis God who has bereft us,
He can all our sorrows heal."


Trenton, Tenn.
April 9th, 1857
TMSI [6458]: M1227a3G-Grandson of Nicholas Meriwether & Elizabeth (?) Meriwether Browne.
Francis, son of David Meriwether and Frances Wingfield, married Sarah Watts 3 Nov 1818 in Greene County, Georgia; they had six children, of which the names of only five are known: Elizabeth, Caroline, Parizade, David Jacobus, and John Thomas. Sarah died 14 Aug 1829 in Jefferson, Jackson County, Georgia and is presumably buried there, though the location is not known. Francis then married Louisa Moore 13 Sep 1831 in Jackson County, Georgia; they had four children: Ella, James, Joseph and Francis.

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West Tennessee Whig (Jackson, TN), 1 April 1857, Page 7

Died—At his residence near Denmark, in this county, Tuesday, the 31st of March, 1857, Mr. Francis Meriwether, aged 63 years. In the death of this most excellent man his family, community and church could sustain no greater loss.

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Newspaper unknown
Reprinted in a book about the Taylor family. Title unknown.
Francis Meriwether
By J. T. Meriwether


Bro. Watson — My beloved father, Francis Meriwether, is no more on earth, having died March 13, '57 (1857). He was born in Wilkes County, Ga., Nov. 7th, 1794, hence he was in his sixty-third year. He first married Sarah Watts, in 1818, who died, leaving him and six children, one of whom has since followed her to the eternal world. In 1830 he professed religion at Drypond Campground, Ga., having a short time previous joined the Methodist Church as a seeker. In 1831 he married Louisa Moore, and in the fall of the same year moved to Tennessee, and settled in Madison Co., where he lived until his death. He was a lawyer by profession, and practiced for a number of years in his native state, being sent once or twice to the Legislature. After moving to Tennessee, he abandoned the law, and settled on a farm to live a more retired life, and give his thoughts and attention more to eternal things.

For about twenty-five years he suffered much from gravel. As he grew older, he became more patient, and during an attack of the same disease a short time before his death, evidenced the composure and resignation of a Christian. We thought he was slowly recovering from this attack, when he was seized with something like congestion of the heart and lungs, which hurried his in an hour or two into eternity.

That he was a good man, his regular attendance at church, when able, his charitable contributions, and his personal service of the church as a steward for a number of years, but partially declared; while his private walk, known best to his own household, his morning and evening family devotions, his frequent seasons of secret prayer with sometimes one and sometimes another of his children with him, furnishes more satisfactory evidence.

Since my earliest recollections, his house has been the home of the itinerant, and his family taught to live and respect him for his work's sake. During his last sickness he conversed freely about dying, and always expressed a perfect willingness and readiness to depart. On one occasion with suffused eyes and much emotion, quoting, "Whether we live, we live unto the Lord, and whether we die we die unto the Lord." Precious words, never to be forgotten.

He has left our mother and nine children to weep his departure. Most of us are possessed of the Christian's hope, and therefore our sorrow is not unto despair. We have buried his body in the lonely grave, but we believe his spirit is with the blest, and though tears flow freely at the thought that we shall not more, in this world, look upon his face - no more hear his voice in counsel and prayer - no more meet him on the threshold of the family residence, to receive the cordial welcome after absence; yet we feel that Christian's hearts are bound together by ties beyond the power of death to dissolve, and though these will never draw him back to us, will carry us to meet and dwell with him, far, far from the climes of sorrow and death.

Farewell, dear father, but not forever.

"Dearest father, thou hast left us,
Here thy loss we deeply feel,
But 'tis God who has bereft us,
He can all our sorrows heal."


Trenton, Tenn.
April 9th, 1857
TMSI [6458]: M1227a3G-Grandson of Nicholas Meriwether & Elizabeth (?) Meriwether Browne.

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