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Death Of Nathan S. Nixon

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Parent Issue
Day
4
Month
November
Year
1898
Copyright
Public Domain
Obituary
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Natban S. Nixon died suddenly last Sunday mornins; in Ann Arbor town. The following brief memorial sketoh bas been handed us: Nathan Sutton Nixon, son of Jobn and Sarah Nixon, was bom in the township of Ann Arbor, May 1, 1836. He was married at the age of 23 to Miss EUen Molntyre, . of Northfield, after whioh time he resided in Northfield and later in Superior. Tbirtytbree years ago be purchased a farm in Ann Arbor town on which he continned to reside till the time of his deatb. He has always been a rúan of good moral oharaoter, aud his integrity has never been qnestioned. A sister, Mrs. Sarah Cornstock, and a brotber, Jnstice Nixou, were oalled to tbeir reward many years ago. One sister, Mrs. James Mowry, snrvives him. He leaves a widow, 10 grandcbildren, and the following ohildren : Leonard, Jnstioe, Frank, Norman, Birdie, Homer, Lewis, Roy and Mrs. Wm. Butlingame, of Ann Arbor town, and Mrs. George Reed, of North Lake. In the f all of 1895 tbis family was called upon to monrn the death of their seoond oldest sod, George, wbo died after a lingering and painfnl 511ness. Mr. Nixon passed away very snddenly Snnday morning, Oct. 30. His death, doe to heart failare, was a great sbook to his many friends and relatives who sincerely monrn bis untimely end. Tbis is another instance of the visit of the grim messenger of death, wbo has this time entered onr midst and oalled one wbom we least expected, for althongh Mr. Nixon had passed his tbree sooie yeara, be was apparently enjoying the best nf health. Into nearly 6very family this nnseen toe bas left the tearful impress of his dread work and the only consolation remaining to sorrowing friends is to bow in humble snbmission to the will of Him who doeth all tbings wel!. Soon we'll say our "good Hight," Each bas done his best; ■ Bomewftrd now we're going, _. To flnü quiet regt. Keep us, Heavenly Father, Thro' the silent night; May we wake up safely. In the mornine Heht.