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MARION CRISP

Source: Waveland Independent, Waveland, Montgomery County, Indiana. May 12, 1912

Marion Crisp, who has been sick with typhoid fever at the home of his brother, Jeff died on Saturday and was buried at Freedom on Sunday. Mr. Crisps' little boy first contacted the disease while they were living in Indianapolis, where Mr. Crisp was a motorman on a street car. He worked by day and cared for the child at night until he, too, was stricken. He was told that he would have to go to the city hospital, but not liking that idea he came here, walking over from Milligan. It is thought that this trip had much to do with the fatal termination of the disease. The little boy is now convalescent, but the little girl is just taking the fever. - typed by kbz

Source: Unknown newspaper

Marion Crisp, son of Jewel & Susan Crisp was born in Elliott Co, Kentucky 27 Nov. 1883, and departed this life 25 May 1912, age 28 years, 5 months and 28 days. He came to Indiana in 1895 and on 20 Feb 1903 married Pearl Smith; to this union were born two children, Dorothy Faye, age 7 and Wilbur Louis age 3. The deceased leaves to mourn his loss his wife, two children, four brothers, John, Ellic, Robert and Jeff, three sisters, Ellen Easterling, Bell Whit and Liddie McClurg and many friends and relative s. He united with the Waveland Baptist Church in 1898. His occupation w as principally farming until 7 Aug of last year when he removed his family to Indianapolis and was occupied as Motorman on a street car line. He was stricken April 27 with typhoid fever and suffered severely though he bore it with patience and the end came without a struggle. Let it soothe the bereaved wife to know that her husband is not dead, but only sleeping, and the friends and relatives that have gone before are welcoming him to the better land where sing and sorrow come no morrow. Pallbearer s: Clarence, Claude and Carl Smith; Clarence Oliver; Earl Hodskin and Jessie Myers. Songs: Nearer My God to Thee; Shall we meet beyond the River.

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