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Arthur Franklin Bond

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Arthur Franklin Bond

Birth
Prattville, Autauga County, Alabama, USA
Death
3 Oct 1883 (aged 16)
Prattville, Autauga County, Alabama, USA
Burial
Prattville, Autauga County, Alabama, USA Add to Map
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Son of:
John Franklin Bond and
Frances Caroline "Fannie" Brown

TRIBUTE TO ARTHUR BOND

Wednesday, October 3rd, 1883, terminated the earthly career of Arthur Bond, in his 17th year, a youth who was one of the most remarkable boys of his age. From infancy he seemed a rare bud of Promise, and when but 8 years old he excelled in his classes, wrote well and read with the fluency of advance scholarship. Providence, seemed to have thus rapidly developed his precious faculties for the grievous affliction which so soon prostrated him. In a short time he was stricken with a scrofulus disease which rendered him totally deaf and a cripple for life. He was unable to walk for years, and in addition to this trial he was afflicted with tearful abscesses, from which over a hundred pieces of bone were extracted. Yet with all this he did not sit repining over his sad state; with the energy of a "will to conquer," his brilliant mind over active, was always devising means of amusement or instruction. Books were his companions, the Bible his daily study, and when exhausted from reading the might be seen "propped" up with pillows, "very busy with fancy work or "patch making," his special delight. Several handsome quilts of his own make attest the elegant handiwork of his delicate fingers.

His well read mind was a vast store house of information, and those who were able to converse with him could but marvel at his wonderful memory and brilliant intellect. Nor were these his chief attraction; the many acts of kindness he was ever ready to render Mamma, and the loved ones at home made him a pet of the household and a favorite with all his friends.

Alas! that one so young and lovely should have a life so brief. Yet, when reflecting that for eight years of his life he was a child of affliction, enduring intense suffering without a murmur, we feel it would be sinful to grieve for one who was so resigned to leave this world of woe, in exchange for realms of eternal bliss.

Oh! heavenly rapture for a soul set free;
How calm his slumbers are,
From suffering and from woe released,
And freed from every care!

~Signed: E.S.L.

This lovely tribute appeared in The Southern Signal, Friday, October 12, 1883

Research and Transcription by:
Sherri L. Czuchra on June 1, 2013

Son of:
John Franklin Bond and
Frances Caroline "Fannie" Brown

TRIBUTE TO ARTHUR BOND

Wednesday, October 3rd, 1883, terminated the earthly career of Arthur Bond, in his 17th year, a youth who was one of the most remarkable boys of his age. From infancy he seemed a rare bud of Promise, and when but 8 years old he excelled in his classes, wrote well and read with the fluency of advance scholarship. Providence, seemed to have thus rapidly developed his precious faculties for the grievous affliction which so soon prostrated him. In a short time he was stricken with a scrofulus disease which rendered him totally deaf and a cripple for life. He was unable to walk for years, and in addition to this trial he was afflicted with tearful abscesses, from which over a hundred pieces of bone were extracted. Yet with all this he did not sit repining over his sad state; with the energy of a "will to conquer," his brilliant mind over active, was always devising means of amusement or instruction. Books were his companions, the Bible his daily study, and when exhausted from reading the might be seen "propped" up with pillows, "very busy with fancy work or "patch making," his special delight. Several handsome quilts of his own make attest the elegant handiwork of his delicate fingers.

His well read mind was a vast store house of information, and those who were able to converse with him could but marvel at his wonderful memory and brilliant intellect. Nor were these his chief attraction; the many acts of kindness he was ever ready to render Mamma, and the loved ones at home made him a pet of the household and a favorite with all his friends.

Alas! that one so young and lovely should have a life so brief. Yet, when reflecting that for eight years of his life he was a child of affliction, enduring intense suffering without a murmur, we feel it would be sinful to grieve for one who was so resigned to leave this world of woe, in exchange for realms of eternal bliss.

Oh! heavenly rapture for a soul set free;
How calm his slumbers are,
From suffering and from woe released,
And freed from every care!

~Signed: E.S.L.

This lovely tribute appeared in The Southern Signal, Friday, October 12, 1883

Research and Transcription by:
Sherri L. Czuchra on June 1, 2013



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