From The Hamilton Free Press, Nov. 22, 1894 - pg 2
IN MEMORIUM It becomes our sad duty to announce the death of our friend and townsman, A. J. STANFORD. He died about 9:30 p.m. Sunday Nov. 18, 1894, at his residence in Hamilton after an illness of sixteen days.From the first his disease, erysipelas, took an alarming turn, and was soon followed by blood-poisoning.Everything possible was done to arrest the progress of the disease, but to no avail, and finally the attending physician announced that there was no hope.His aged mother, brothers and sisters were summoned to his bedside where they remained until death came.He suffered the most excruciating pain all through his illness but bore it all with much patience and was resigned to death. The deceased was born in Lamar county January 8, 1858 and came to Hamilton in 1886 to practice his profession, the law.During the eight years he lived with us he made many friends by his close attention to business and his honesty and integrity in all business relations.He leaves a wife and six little children to struggle with life’s battles and mourn their sad loss, but they grieve not as those who have no hope for when death came he was ready.He was buried last Tuesday morning in the cemetery at this place with the honors of masonry, the funeral service being conducted by Rev. J. W. WHITE, of Hackleburgh.A large concourse of sorrowing friends followed the remains to their last resting place where they will repose until the morn of the resurrection. In his death, a kind husband and loving father has been removed, and our town loses one of its best and most highly respected citizens, but his bereaved family and friends are left with the sweet hope that they can see him again in the home of the saints, for he left evidence that he was at peacewith God.When asked as to how he felt concerning the future, he replied that he was not afraid to die; that he was trusting in god and would die with faith.At the trying moment no cloud hovered over his couch between him and his Savior.He suffered untold misery in the flesh, but freed from its tenement of clay his spirit winged its way to the beautiful home beyond, where sickness, and death are unknown . Peace to his memory and may the Ruler of Heaven who knows and directs all things for the best, look down and guard and protect his wife and fatherless children.