Butts-Troup-Fulton County GaArchives Obituaries.....Jones, Daisy 1895
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Jackson Argus  Week of May 3, 1895
Daisy Jones  MEMORIAM

On last Friday morning at eleven o'clock the spirit of Daisy Jones, one of the 
brightest sweetest pupils of Jackson Institute passed away.

The possibility of her death had not been thought of till a few hours before it 
came.  It was therefore a severe shock to her family and friends.

Daisy came at the beginning of the term from West Point Ga., to enter school 
and be with her sister, Miss Jessie who is engaged in the music department of 
the Institute.   She had endeared herself to her teachers and playfellows by 
her good conduct and good disposition.

Few children have won so many friends in so brief a period, as Daisy.   There 
were many sad hearts and tear stained cheeks in the Institute when the 
President made the sad announcement Daisy is dead.  School was suspended and 
the pupils marched in a body to the Morrison House where they saw for the last 
time the beautiful face of their beloved play mate.

On Saturday morning the grief stricken father, who had arrived only in time to 
see his darling cold in death, accompanied by his only surviving daughter, Miss 
Jessie and his sister Mrs. Mitchell of Atlanta, and President Blasingame, 
carried the remains to West Point where they were interred Sunday morning.

On the sunny slope of one of the Red old hills of Georgia in a quiet city of 
the dead rests all that is mortal of a mothers darling, no fevers can flush 
the cheek again, no pain can rack the body of the dear Daisy whose form and 
spirit God was so good in lending to us for a brief season.   Grieve not 
stricken ones that she is gone, but rather rejoice that she was here.

She was God's own and He doeth with His own whatsoever pleaseth Him.






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