Age 11Y 3M 22D
The Franklin Democrat, Friday, September 7, 1883, Volume XXIV, Number 10, page 3, column 3
Johnny Gillaspy, the twelve year old boy of Harvey Gillaspy, of Union township, died Monday night and was buried Tuesday. Two weeks ago today he fell out of an apple tree, a distance of about 21 feet, and broke his right arm near the wrist. The fracture was a bad one, the bones having been forced through the flesh and into the ground. An effort was made to save the arm, but gangrene having set in, Drs. Province of Union Village, and Payne of this city, amputated the arm above the elbow, last Sunday, but this did not stay the disease and he died the following night. little Johnny fell out of this same tree two years ago and broke his left arm and we learn that Mr. Gillaspie, thinking this an ill-fated tree, had it cut down a few days after this last accident.
The Franklin Democrat, Friday, September 14, 1883, Volume XXIV, Number 11, page 3, column 6
The Franklin Democrat, Friday, September 14, 1883, Volume XXIV, Number 11, page 3, column 6
Obituary
John W. Gillaspy was born in Morgan county, Indiana, May 11th 1872. He attended school in the district where his parents reside, in Union township, Johnson County, and his greatest desire was that he might please his teacher and parents and gain all the knowledge that he could, and that he might be a man of usefulness, and it has often been said that Johnny Gillaspy was the best boy in school. He seemed to do whatever was assigned him, and as an obedient child, if he did anything wrong, he was always ready to apologize. In the bloom of youth he happened with a sad accident, falling and breaking his arm, and although attended by the best surgical skill, all was in vain, and at 11 o’clock, on Monday night, September 3d, 1883, the convoy of Angles came to carry his spirit home. He told his parents he was going to Heaven. On Tuesday his body was taken to Centennial Chapel, in Morgan County, where brother John Taylor and other friends sang, by request, “I’m Nearing Home,” after which an appropriate sermon was preached by Brother Taylor. He spoke in regard to the resurrection of the dead. The body was then consigned to the grave in the presence of a large number of relatives and friends, and as the clods fell over the coffin lid, all felt like one of the bright little ones had been taken away, and left us lonesome. But what is our loss is his gain, and we not feel like calling him back to this sinful world for now he joins in singing the songs of the redeemed, with many other near and dear friends.
[Submitted by Mark McCrady and Cathea Curry]
The Franklin Democrat, Friday, September 7, 1883, Volume XXIV, Number 10, page 3, column 3
Johnny Gillaspy, the twelve year old boy of Harvey Gillaspy, of Union township, died Monday night and was buried Tuesday. Two weeks ago today he fell out of an apple tree, a distance of about 21 feet, and broke his right arm near the wrist. The fracture was a bad one, the bones having been forced through the flesh and into the ground. An effort was made to save the arm, but gangrene having set in, Drs. Province of Union Village, and Payne of this city, amputated the arm above the elbow, last Sunday, but this did not stay the disease and he died the following night. little Johnny fell out of this same tree two years ago and broke his left arm and we learn that Mr. Gillaspie, thinking this an ill-fated tree, had it cut down a few days after this last accident.
The Franklin Democrat, Friday, September 14, 1883, Volume XXIV, Number 11, page 3, column 6
The Franklin Democrat, Friday, September 14, 1883, Volume XXIV, Number 11, page 3, column 6
Obituary
John W. Gillaspy was born in Morgan county, Indiana, May 11th 1872. He attended school in the district where his parents reside, in Union township, Johnson County, and his greatest desire was that he might please his teacher and parents and gain all the knowledge that he could, and that he might be a man of usefulness, and it has often been said that Johnny Gillaspy was the best boy in school. He seemed to do whatever was assigned him, and as an obedient child, if he did anything wrong, he was always ready to apologize. In the bloom of youth he happened with a sad accident, falling and breaking his arm, and although attended by the best surgical skill, all was in vain, and at 11 o’clock, on Monday night, September 3d, 1883, the convoy of Angles came to carry his spirit home. He told his parents he was going to Heaven. On Tuesday his body was taken to Centennial Chapel, in Morgan County, where brother John Taylor and other friends sang, by request, “I’m Nearing Home,” after which an appropriate sermon was preached by Brother Taylor. He spoke in regard to the resurrection of the dead. The body was then consigned to the grave in the presence of a large number of relatives and friends, and as the clods fell over the coffin lid, all felt like one of the bright little ones had been taken away, and left us lonesome. But what is our loss is his gain, and we not feel like calling him back to this sinful world for now he joins in singing the songs of the redeemed, with many other near and dear friends.
[Submitted by Mark McCrady and Cathea Curry]
Age 11Y 3M 22D
The Franklin Democrat, Friday, September 7, 1883, Volume XXIV, Number 10, page 3, column 3
Johnny Gillaspy, the twelve year old boy of Harvey Gillaspy, of Union township, died Monday night and was buried Tuesday. Two weeks ago today he fell out of an apple tree, a distance of about 21 feet, and broke his right arm near the wrist. The fracture was a bad one, the bones having been forced through the flesh and into the ground. An effort was made to save the arm, but gangrene having set in, Drs. Province of Union Village, and Payne of this city, amputated the arm above the elbow, last Sunday, but this did not stay the disease and he died the following night. little Johnny fell out of this same tree two years ago and broke his left arm and we learn that Mr. Gillaspie, thinking this an ill-fated tree, had it cut down a few days after this last accident.
The Franklin Democrat, Friday, September 14, 1883, Volume XXIV, Number 11, page 3, column 6
The Franklin Democrat, Friday, September 14, 1883, Volume XXIV, Number 11, page 3, column 6
Obituary
John W. Gillaspy was born in Morgan county, Indiana, May 11th 1872. He attended school in the district where his parents reside, in Union township, Johnson County, and his greatest desire was that he might please his teacher and parents and gain all the knowledge that he could, and that he might be a man of usefulness, and it has often been said that Johnny Gillaspy was the best boy in school. He seemed to do whatever was assigned him, and as an obedient child, if he did anything wrong, he was always ready to apologize. In the bloom of youth he happened with a sad accident, falling and breaking his arm, and although attended by the best surgical skill, all was in vain, and at 11 o’clock, on Monday night, September 3d, 1883, the convoy of Angles came to carry his spirit home. He told his parents he was going to Heaven. On Tuesday his body was taken to Centennial Chapel, in Morgan County, where brother John Taylor and other friends sang, by request, “I’m Nearing Home,” after which an appropriate sermon was preached by Brother Taylor. He spoke in regard to the resurrection of the dead. The body was then consigned to the grave in the presence of a large number of relatives and friends, and as the clods fell over the coffin lid, all felt like one of the bright little ones had been taken away, and left us lonesome. But what is our loss is his gain, and we not feel like calling him back to this sinful world for now he joins in singing the songs of the redeemed, with many other near and dear friends.
[Submitted by Mark McCrady and Cathea Curry]
The Franklin Democrat, Friday, September 7, 1883, Volume XXIV, Number 10, page 3, column 3
Johnny Gillaspy, the twelve year old boy of Harvey Gillaspy, of Union township, died Monday night and was buried Tuesday. Two weeks ago today he fell out of an apple tree, a distance of about 21 feet, and broke his right arm near the wrist. The fracture was a bad one, the bones having been forced through the flesh and into the ground. An effort was made to save the arm, but gangrene having set in, Drs. Province of Union Village, and Payne of this city, amputated the arm above the elbow, last Sunday, but this did not stay the disease and he died the following night. little Johnny fell out of this same tree two years ago and broke his left arm and we learn that Mr. Gillaspie, thinking this an ill-fated tree, had it cut down a few days after this last accident.
The Franklin Democrat, Friday, September 14, 1883, Volume XXIV, Number 11, page 3, column 6
The Franklin Democrat, Friday, September 14, 1883, Volume XXIV, Number 11, page 3, column 6
Obituary
John W. Gillaspy was born in Morgan county, Indiana, May 11th 1872. He attended school in the district where his parents reside, in Union township, Johnson County, and his greatest desire was that he might please his teacher and parents and gain all the knowledge that he could, and that he might be a man of usefulness, and it has often been said that Johnny Gillaspy was the best boy in school. He seemed to do whatever was assigned him, and as an obedient child, if he did anything wrong, he was always ready to apologize. In the bloom of youth he happened with a sad accident, falling and breaking his arm, and although attended by the best surgical skill, all was in vain, and at 11 o’clock, on Monday night, September 3d, 1883, the convoy of Angles came to carry his spirit home. He told his parents he was going to Heaven. On Tuesday his body was taken to Centennial Chapel, in Morgan County, where brother John Taylor and other friends sang, by request, “I’m Nearing Home,” after which an appropriate sermon was preached by Brother Taylor. He spoke in regard to the resurrection of the dead. The body was then consigned to the grave in the presence of a large number of relatives and friends, and as the clods fell over the coffin lid, all felt like one of the bright little ones had been taken away, and left us lonesome. But what is our loss is his gain, and we not feel like calling him back to this sinful world for now he joins in singing the songs of the redeemed, with many other near and dear friends.
[Submitted by Mark McCrady and Cathea Curry]
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