Obituary of Lydia (UNKNOWN) Alexander, wife of Dr. W.R. ALEXANDER found in the Journal of Fannie Phillips FITZPATRICK (1839-1915) wife of James E. FERGUSON (1824-1876) an itinerant Methodist minister in Texas. Apparently, the ALEXANDER’s were friends of the FERGUSON’s. If you have any comments or questions, please e-mail me directly as this is not my family line and I will not likely be checking back regularly. firstname.lastname@example.org [And yes, it was all one run on paragraph!]
Mrs. Lydia Alexander.
This good woman, relict of Dr. W.R. Alexander, died in Oxford, Alabama, last Thursday and her body was brought here and buried in South Belton cemetery on Tuesday. The funeral services were conducted from the Methodist church, the pastor, Rev. R.M. Shelton officiating, assisted by Rev. C.E. Maule. After singing the old familiar hymn, “Jesus lover of my soul,” the pastor read the fifteenth chapter of First Corinthians. Rev. C.E. Maule then made an address appropriate to the occasion. He said that he had attended many funerals, but this one was the first where there was no relative present to shed tears for the departed. The husband of the deceased had gone before, and she had died childless. The speaker said he believed Aunt Lydia, as she was familiarly called, was a native of Tennessee. She graduated at the Atheneum in Columbia, and afterward was a teacher in that Institution. There she first met Dr. Alexander. They came to Texas about 1849 and settled in Marshall, where the Doctor practiced medicine. Some thirty years ago they came to Bell County, and lived at different times on their farm, in Salado and in Belton. At an early age she consecrated herself and all her worldly possessions to the service o God, and her faith grew stronger as the years went by. Visitors to the home of Dr. Alexander always met a hearty welcome, and particularly was this the case with the itinerant preacher. The deceased was a quiet woman, social in her habits, loved her frinds [sic] and had no enemies. Dr. Alexander, said the speaker, frequently talked to me about the disposition of his property, wanting to place it where it would be a perpetual good. His wife had carried out the views of both by donating in her life time all she had to the cause of Christian education. They both acted from a religious motive. When last he bade her good-bye, she said she hoped to come back and spend her last days in Belton, but if not permitted to do so, she hoped that they would meet in that better world beyond the river. She was a good woman, a true Christian, and has left us a precious memory. These occasions, said the speaker ought to impress our hearts for good, and he hoped that all would be prepared to go when the last summons should come. The congregation then sang a hymn written by Dr. Watts--”And must this body die.” Truly can it be said that Mrs. Lydia Alexander served her day and generation faithfully and well. Her unselfish generosity, her moral and social qualities made her a favorite with all whom she came in contact We shall never forget her kindly smile and the cordiality of her greetings. Her heart was open as the gates of day. She shed kindness as the sun sheds lights. She was a blessing to the world, and we drop the tear of regret on her grave.