Sad indeed were the hearts of the people in Marble Falls last Friday morning when the news went out that Uncle George Roper was dead. At 5 o'clock in the morning he awoke from a peaceful night's rest, arose and went to his garden in Frank Clarke's yard to do a little work before the hot sun came up. About 6:30 his daughter, Mrs. F. D. Clarke
found him on the ground cold in death, due to a sudden attack of heart
failure. Thus tells the sad story of the sudden demise of another
"Uncle George," as he was familiarly known, was one of the best
citizens the town has ever known. To know him was to be a friend
of his, and every man, woman and child throughout this entire section
knew him. He was especially popular among the traveling
men. He was kind, liberal, and ever ready to help those in
trouble. No man ever applied to "Uncle George" for a favor that
did not receive it, be it great or small.
Mr. Roper was born in
Georgia June 12th, 1838. He was buried on his 72nd
birthday. He was married Sept. 18th, 1856, and is survived by his
good wife. On Dec. 31st, 1876, he came to Texas and located in
Pleasant Valley, where he spent 3 years of his life and then moved to
Spring Creek, near Burnet. He had been a consistent member of the
Methodist church 53 years. Mr. Roper leaves 7 children, 2
sons and 5 daughters to mourn his death. They are Mrs. Robertson of Gaines county; Mrs. Carleton, New Mexico; Mrs. Banks, Kingsland; Mrs. Myrtle Gallagher, Denver, Colo., Mrs. Frank Clarke of this city; W. A. Roper, Denver, and John Roper of Arizona. He has four children dead.
Mr. Roper served through the Confederate war in the 52nd Georgia Regiment under General Bragg. He made a good soldier and was a favorite with the men and officers.
"Uncle George" was a Mason, having taken the Master's degree in 1849,
and later the Royal Arch degrees. He was ever true to his
obligation in all his dealings with his fellow man. He always
acted "On the square."
Mr. Roper was among the first settlers in Marble Falls, in fact when he
located here, there were only two other buildings: the old Alliance
Hall and the log hut across the creek from Alex Crownover. He engaged in the hotel business and continued in it up to the day of this death.
On last Sunday afternoon great crowds gathered at the city cemetery to pay the last tribute to this good man. Pastor Wilkes
read the Scripture lesson and made some appropriate remarks and then
the service was turned over to Masonic fraternity, who consigned the
body to the grave and held the service as laid down by our ancient
The Messenger joins the entire population of the town in extending condolence to the grief-stricken wife, children and friends.
[A long tribute from a friend follows; not transcribed.]