Johnson - Presley
Source: Crawfordsville Weekly Journal, 8 April 1898
Daniel Boraker and Presley D. Johnson Are Called to Their Reward After Long and Useful Lives. Thursday morning at 5:30, Daniel Boraker died at his home several miles northwest of the city. The funeral will occur at Wesley Chapel this afternoon at 2 o'clock and will be conducted under the auspices of the Masonic fraternity, of which Mr. Boraker had been a member for over forty years. Mr. Boraker was born in Shenandoah county, Virginia, September 11, 1816, and came to this county in 1833. In 1841 he was married to Nancy Jackson. Eight children were born to them, six of whom still live: Elkanah, John, Ebenezer, Sarah, George and Nancy Jane. Two, Lucinda and Henry, are dead. Mr. Boraker was a fine old man and had the esteem and respect of the entire community.
Source: Same
Presley D. Johnson, one of the oldest citizens of Montgomery county, died at his residence in Scott township Thursday at 1 o'clock p.m. He was 83 years old and had been a resident of of this county since 1831. He leaves a wife and two daughters, Mrs. John C. Hampton, of New Market, and Mrs. N. Reeves, of Clinton, Mich. He was an uncle of Treasurer Wm. Johnson. - transcribed by Kim H
Source: Crawfordsville Weekly Journal Friday, 15 April, 1898
Presley Day Johnson was born in Mason County, Kentucky, Feb. 24, 1817, died April 7, 1898, being in his 82d year. He came with his parents to this county in 1831, who settled a large farm on Indian Creek, in the south part of the county, where they entered into the labors and privations of a pioneer life. Presley completed his common school education by walking a distance of four miles. He had a fine memory and kept himself posted on all current events by subscribing for and reading the best newspapers in the land. He could give a complete history of every presidential election from the days of Jefferson. As a farmer or mechanic he was an expert in what he undertook to do. He stacked more wheat than any man that ever lived in the county and never had a stack to spoil. In his carpenter shop he made many elegant pieces of furniture, but of late years gave most of his time to making ax handles and always had a demand for more than he could make. In his dealings he was always kind and honorable and was always surrounded by many kind neighbors and friends. His last illness was long and painful but patiently borne. To the companion of his life who ministered to him in all his afflictions he gave assurance of a true and well grounded hope in Him who is abundantly able to save. Thus at peace with God and the world he closed his eyes satisfied and glad that his race was won. -s