The Tioga Tribune
"A. J. Mershon departed this life Sunday
morning at 5 o'clock, October 18, 1908, in the St. Joseph Sanitarium at
Fort Worth, from the effects of an operation performed on the 12th. Until
Saturday he was doing quite well, and some hopes were entertained of his
recovery, but at 4 p. m. on that day he began to rapidly sink, passing
peacefully away at the time above mentioned. His wife and two sons were
at his bedside at the time of his death, and others came in afterwards.
All that medical skill and loving, tender nursing and care could do were
unavailing, he receiving the very best of attention throughout the entire
period, and nothing was left undone to bring about his recovery. The remains
were met by a large crowd Sunday afternoon, and were immediately taken
to his home in the northeast part of town.
"Mr. Mershon was born in Garrard County,
January 8th, 1829, and was therefore nearing his 80th milestone at the
time of his death. In 1859 he was married to Miss Isabel Patterson, a daughter
of the well known Judge Patterson of Garrard County, and 12 children were
born to this union, 7 of them, 4 boys and 3 girls, surviving him. He removed
to Texas in 1880, locating near Tioga, where he has since resided. For
40 years he was a devoted member of the Christian Church, the greater part
of that time acting as elder in the congregation here. He was among the
charter members of the congregation, which was organized here in 1882,
meeting from house to house for worship, until the present church building
was erected, he being one of the foremost in promoting that enterprise.
This was when Tioga was a mere hamlet, and difficulties in the way of building
were numerous. Under his wise counsel the church prospered, its different
organizations remaining intact during all these years. He took an active
part in the work and worship up to the time of his death."
"He was a man of unusual business acumen,
thrift and never tiring energy, and by these qualities he amassed a considerable
fortune, which he personally looked after to the last. Many a man in this
community owes his business life to the prompt and ever ready assistance
he gave them at critical moments. It can be truthfully said that he was
the financial pivot upon which the business interest of this vicinity revolved.
He was a self-made man who earned his fortune by close attention to his
Socially, he carried the proverbial Kentucky
hospitality with him, and was ever ready to share his board with his friends,
and no warmer welcome was ever given than he offered to visitors to his
home. He was a interesting and fluent conversationalist, recounting many
adventures and incidents of his career which never failed to capture the
attention of the listener. The writer of these lines will ever hold in
grateful, pleasant memory the many happy hours spent in this worthy man's
home. He was the sole of unselfishness in his broad hospitality."
"Physically, he was over 6 feet in height,
muscular and possessed of a remarkable vitality. Until later years he was
rarely ever sick, and easily recuperated from any indisposition. His wonderful
capacity for long continued work was due to this fact. His mental powers
were also unusual, and served him well during his life."
"His character was unimpeachable, his word
as good as his bond, and to every man was rendered what was due him. He
was punctual in all his appointments; promptness was a virtue with him.
He was the staunchest friend a man could have, and was that kind of a friend
who assisted in time of need. He visited the sick and afflicted, was present
at the dying bedside, and ministered (sic) comfort and consolation to those
"Altogether he was a man of sterling worth
to any community, and one that will be sadly missed, especially by those
who sought his counsel and knew him best."
"The remains were interred in the Tioga
cemetery, all his children but one being present. The beautiful funeral
service at the grave was led by Elder W. D. Darnall of Pilot Point."
"The Tribune, through the writer, offers
its sympathy to bereaved family, assuring them that Bro. Mershon's death
is a personal loss to them."
"The writer can offer no greater tribute
than that he was his friend, a loving, tender, almost father to him, and
as such he wants to mingle his tears with theirs in morning his death.