Death, the grim monster that is dreaded by all, was again in our midst and once more the funeral took up its solemn march to the white-sheeted nation of the dead, the grave and the silent tomb. Death is always doing his deadly work by robbing us of the sweetest ties of nature which bound us with love and affection. But ties in this world must be severed. Christ the Redeemer of mankind, snapped the jaws of death and delivered us from the grave to the city of Jerusalem, to be with those who have left us. Oh death, where is thy sting! Oh, grave, where is thy victory! The sting of death is sin, but thanks be to God Who giveth us the victory through our Lord, Jesus Christ.
Jackson Griffith was born in Center township, Monroe county, O., August 13, 1818 and spent all his life on the farm adjoining his birthplace.
He died February 14, 1908 [Monroe Co., OH], being at the time of his departure, 89 years, 6 months and 1 day of age. He was the son of William and Mary Griffith and the youngest of ten children. All the other members of the family preceded him to the better world years ago, except one sister, who died Nov. 15, 1907.
He was first married to Mary K. Mobley, April 16, 1844. One child, Mary, was born to this union, who died in her youth.
He married his second wife, Elizabeth Foreman, April 1, 1847. To this union were born two children, Margaret A. and Nancy J., both of whom died in their youth.
On January 9, 1851, at Antioch, he married his third wife, Mary Brownfield. To this union was born one daughter, Hannah S. Griffith, who survives him. His third wife died March 24, 1882.
His fourth and last wife was Mrs. Sarah A. Trigg, whom he married May 13, 1884, whom still survives him.
He was converted in 1853 and united with the Baptist church, which was his choice, in a country schoolhouse near Cranenest creek, being a member of that church for fifty-five years. He was a deacon of the church for the past thirty-five years. He informed the writer that he struck the first blow with his ax toward building the first Baptist church at Neuhart Ridge. He was always faithful to the church, showing a good, Christian character and living a life admired by all who knew him.
He leaves to mourn his departure a loving companion, one daughter, Mrs. Hannah S. Griffith, one step-son, Geo. E. Trigg, three grandchildren, one step-grandson, four great grandchildren and a host of relatives and friends.
On Sunday, February 16, short services were held at his home after which his remains were followed to the Neuhart Baptist church by a large concourse of sorrowing relatives and friends, where the funeral services were held by Rev. W. E. Fletcher, of Jackson ridge, after which his remains were laid to rest in the beautiful Neuhart cemetery to await the resurrection of the just.
There is no death; the stars go down
To rise upon some fairer shore.
And bright in Heaven's jeweled crown
They shine forever more.
There is no death; an angel form
Walks o'er the earth with silent tread.
He bears our best loved ones away
And then we call them dead.
And ever near us though unseen,
The dear immortal spirits tread,
For all the boundless universe
Is life; there is no dead.
[Written by:] A GRANDSON
(Source: Sentinel, Woodsfield, Ohio, dated, March 19, 1908)
FINDAGRAVE: Memorial# 80928555
22 March 2016