MR. EDITOR:—Permit me space in your columns that I may speak of the recent decease of a beloved neighbor and a worthy citizen of Calhoun county, viz: Mr. Isaac G. Morris, who, was born in North Carolina July 1st, 1828. His parents moved and settled in St. Clair county Ala., when the subject of this notice was four years old, and where he was reared to manhood.

I am not informed at what date Bro. Morris came to Calhoun county, nor at what age he married; but he did come and he did marry and established  himself as a factor of his race and commenced the battle of life in earnest.

Brother Morris was a genious, and while his talents were so employed as to be remunerative to himself, they were, also, sources of blessings to many others. He built up good mill interest in several localities. The mill, near Choccolocco, on Choccolocco Creek, is as fine as any in the State. Brother Morris was honest, sober industrious and economical, yet was always ready to aid the needy and to contribute his means to the support of the church and other good causes. He was a kind husband, a kind affectionate father, a good citizen and a true man. In politics a Democrat, and loved his native South. Deceased was not a member of any church, though a christian. For fifteen or more years of the latter part of his life, he enjoyed the evidences of salvation. It was indeed a privilege to visit and converse with him in his last and rather protracted illness. The writer often visited him, and always found him ready, as his strength might permit, to converse freely with reference to his prospect for the better land. I heard him twice make these statements: "I have dismissed all business affairs from my mind. I am ready for the Master's will, in me, to be done."

There seemed not a cloud to dim his pathway, which grew brighter till he reached the perfect day. As the captain on the high seas, having weathered the storm, or having passed the archipelago, would say in order to assure his anxious passenger, "All is right."

So, this mariner, on the sea of life, as he is passing the Gulf Stream and reaching this high and glorious Pisgah's top in the saints death, where the spirit is uncaged and plumes its wings for its elysian flight flight, proclaimed, and were his last words, "All is right." He has left a wife and four children, one son and three daughters, and a host of friends to cherish his memory and to process on to the re-union in the better home. "O how blessed the righteous when he dies!" "Let me die the death of the righteous, and let my last end be like his."

M. G. Milligan.

Choccolocco, Ala.

Jacksonville Republican, Jacksonville, Alabama, 16 February 1889, page 2, column 1.

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