Henry Vick was killed in a duel just a few days before he was to marry Helen Johnstone at Chapel of the Cross. Helen, who is said to have worn her wedding dress to Henry's funeral, did ultimately marry George Harris, beside whom she is buried in Mound Cemetery in Rolling Fork, but legend has it that "The Bride of Annandale" continued to love Henry for the rest of her life and that her ghost is often seen sitting on a bench near Henry's grave.
Ronnie Lee (Ron) Collins provided the date of birth and link to father and also provided the following:
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The Mississippi Baptist, Thursday, May 26, 1859. No. 8, P. 3, Col. 2.
Jackson, Miss.
We learn that Mr. Vick, who was killed in the duel by Mr. Stith a few days ago, was to have been married this week to a lovely and wealthy girl, living in Madison County, Miss. We have been informed that the young lady, accompanied by her mother, visited our city a short time since, and purchased from a store on Canal Street a magnificent bridal trousseau. Alas! If such is the case, how suddenly have the brightest expectations and the most joyful anticipations been dashed to the ground! Delta, 22d, inst.
Mr. Vick's remains passed through this place on Sunday evening, accompanied by twelve young men of Vicksburg as pallbearers, and immediate relatives and friends, including the lovely young lady to whom he was betrothed. It was a sad spectacle – sad to think that one so noble as he reputedly was – that just as he had actively entered upon life's arena with aspirations high, and heart of generous throb – should thus be sacrificed on that altar which a false and deplorable state of public sentiment has griped with the name of "honor." ‘Tis sad to think of her who expected so soon to be arrayed as a bride, but now attired in the sable robes of mourning, her heart in anguish bleeding, and scalding tears bedewing her lover's grave. His remains were interred in Madison County, amid the rural splendor that surrounds the home of her he loved so well. A weeping willow designates his grave, and "flowers, pale flowers," are no doubt already planted in the "turf that wraps his clay," by the hand of true affection.
We cannot refrain from copying the following, in this connexion, from the True Southron of Tuesday:
The Funeral of Henry G. Vick – A sadder sight than that exhibited in our city on Sunday evening has rarely been exhibited.
We refer to the funeral cortege which attended the remains of the late Henry G. Vick to the railroad depot, from whence they were taken to Madison County for interment. The procession was very large, and was composed of the elite of the city. As we gazed upon the somber coffin which contained the inanimate form of him who, a short week before, was full of life and health and youth, we could not but think how many hopes had been blighted, and all earth's beauties turned to dust. To few young men did the world offer so fair a prospect. With youth and health and friends and ample fortune – with the love of a pure and gentle heart, he was hurried remorselessly to a bloody grave. While looking upon his venerable and sorrow-stricken father – while listening to the frantic shrieks of the fair but heart-broken young girl who, within the week, should have been his wife, we confess that we would have preferred the place of Henry Vick, in his blood-stained shroud, to that of any of the survivors in that most ill-starred and unfortunate duel. Sorrow and anguish have been carried to many hearts; more than one home has been made desolate, but he, the victim, "sleeps well after life's fitful fever, and that the grass may grow green, and the flowers bloom upon his grave, is the aspiration which has gone up from many a manly heart.
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Ronnie Lee (Ron) Collins provided the date of birth and link to father and also provided the following:
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The Mississippi Baptist, Thursday, May 26, 1859. No. 8, P. 3, Col. 2.
Jackson, Miss.
We learn that Mr. Vick, who was killed in the duel by Mr. Stith a few days ago, was to have been married this week to a lovely and wealthy girl, living in Madison County, Miss. We have been informed that the young lady, accompanied by her mother, visited our city a short time since, and purchased from a store on Canal Street a magnificent bridal trousseau. Alas! If such is the case, how suddenly have the brightest expectations and the most joyful anticipations been dashed to the ground! Delta, 22d, inst.
Mr. Vick's remains passed through this place on Sunday evening, accompanied by twelve young men of Vicksburg as pallbearers, and immediate relatives and friends, including the lovely young lady to whom he was betrothed. It was a sad spectacle – sad to think that one so noble as he reputedly was – that just as he had actively entered upon life's arena with aspirations high, and heart of generous throb – should thus be sacrificed on that altar which a false and deplorable state of public sentiment has griped with the name of "honor." ‘Tis sad to think of her who expected so soon to be arrayed as a bride, but now attired in the sable robes of mourning, her heart in anguish bleeding, and scalding tears bedewing her lover's grave. His remains were interred in Madison County, amid the rural splendor that surrounds the home of her he loved so well. A weeping willow designates his grave, and "flowers, pale flowers," are no doubt already planted in the "turf that wraps his clay," by the hand of true affection.
We cannot refrain from copying the following, in this connexion, from the True Southron of Tuesday:
The Funeral of Henry G. Vick – A sadder sight than that exhibited in our city on Sunday evening has rarely been exhibited.
We refer to the funeral cortege which attended the remains of the late Henry G. Vick to the railroad depot, from whence they were taken to Madison County for interment. The procession was very large, and was composed of the elite of the city. As we gazed upon the somber coffin which contained the inanimate form of him who, a short week before, was full of life and health and youth, we could not but think how many hopes had been blighted, and all earth's beauties turned to dust. To few young men did the world offer so fair a prospect. With youth and health and friends and ample fortune – with the love of a pure and gentle heart, he was hurried remorselessly to a bloody grave. While looking upon his venerable and sorrow-stricken father – while listening to the frantic shrieks of the fair but heart-broken young girl who, within the week, should have been his wife, we confess that we would have preferred the place of Henry Vick, in his blood-stained shroud, to that of any of the survivors in that most ill-starred and unfortunate duel. Sorrow and anguish have been carried to many hearts; more than one home has been made desolate, but he, the victim, "sleeps well after life's fitful fever, and that the grass may grow green, and the flowers bloom upon his grave, is the aspiration which has gone up from many a manly heart.
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Henry Vick was killed in a duel just a few days before he was to marry Helen Johnstone at Chapel of the Cross. Helen, who is said to have worn her wedding dress to Henry's funeral, did ultimately marry George Harris, beside whom she is buried in Mound Cemetery in Rolling Fork, but legend has it that "The Bride of Annandale" continued to love Henry for the rest of her life and that her ghost is often seen sitting on a bench near Henry's grave.
Ronnie Lee (Ron) Collins provided the date of birth and link to father and also provided the following:
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The Mississippi Baptist, Thursday, May 26, 1859. No. 8, P. 3, Col. 2.
Jackson, Miss.
We learn that Mr. Vick, who was killed in the duel by Mr. Stith a few days ago, was to have been married this week to a lovely and wealthy girl, living in Madison County, Miss. We have been informed that the young lady, accompanied by her mother, visited our city a short time since, and purchased from a store on Canal Street a magnificent bridal trousseau. Alas! If such is the case, how suddenly have the brightest expectations and the most joyful anticipations been dashed to the ground! Delta, 22d, inst.
Mr. Vick's remains passed through this place on Sunday evening, accompanied by twelve young men of Vicksburg as pallbearers, and immediate relatives and friends, including the lovely young lady to whom he was betrothed. It was a sad spectacle – sad to think that one so noble as he reputedly was – that just as he had actively entered upon life's arena with aspirations high, and heart of generous throb – should thus be sacrificed on that altar which a false and deplorable state of public sentiment has griped with the name of "honor." ‘Tis sad to think of her who expected so soon to be arrayed as a bride, but now attired in the sable robes of mourning, her heart in anguish bleeding, and scalding tears bedewing her lover's grave. His remains were interred in Madison County, amid the rural splendor that surrounds the home of her he loved so well. A weeping willow designates his grave, and "flowers, pale flowers," are no doubt already planted in the "turf that wraps his clay," by the hand of true affection.
We cannot refrain from copying the following, in this connexion, from the True Southron of Tuesday:
The Funeral of Henry G. Vick – A sadder sight than that exhibited in our city on Sunday evening has rarely been exhibited.
We refer to the funeral cortege which attended the remains of the late Henry G. Vick to the railroad depot, from whence they were taken to Madison County for interment. The procession was very large, and was composed of the elite of the city. As we gazed upon the somber coffin which contained the inanimate form of him who, a short week before, was full of life and health and youth, we could not but think how many hopes had been blighted, and all earth's beauties turned to dust. To few young men did the world offer so fair a prospect. With youth and health and friends and ample fortune – with the love of a pure and gentle heart, he was hurried remorselessly to a bloody grave. While looking upon his venerable and sorrow-stricken father – while listening to the frantic shrieks of the fair but heart-broken young girl who, within the week, should have been his wife, we confess that we would have preferred the place of Henry Vick, in his blood-stained shroud, to that of any of the survivors in that most ill-starred and unfortunate duel. Sorrow and anguish have been carried to many hearts; more than one home has been made desolate, but he, the victim, "sleeps well after life's fitful fever, and that the grass may grow green, and the flowers bloom upon his grave, is the aspiration which has gone up from many a manly heart.
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Ronnie Lee (Ron) Collins provided the date of birth and link to father and also provided the following:
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The Mississippi Baptist, Thursday, May 26, 1859. No. 8, P. 3, Col. 2.
Jackson, Miss.
We learn that Mr. Vick, who was killed in the duel by Mr. Stith a few days ago, was to have been married this week to a lovely and wealthy girl, living in Madison County, Miss. We have been informed that the young lady, accompanied by her mother, visited our city a short time since, and purchased from a store on Canal Street a magnificent bridal trousseau. Alas! If such is the case, how suddenly have the brightest expectations and the most joyful anticipations been dashed to the ground! Delta, 22d, inst.
Mr. Vick's remains passed through this place on Sunday evening, accompanied by twelve young men of Vicksburg as pallbearers, and immediate relatives and friends, including the lovely young lady to whom he was betrothed. It was a sad spectacle – sad to think that one so noble as he reputedly was – that just as he had actively entered upon life's arena with aspirations high, and heart of generous throb – should thus be sacrificed on that altar which a false and deplorable state of public sentiment has griped with the name of "honor." ‘Tis sad to think of her who expected so soon to be arrayed as a bride, but now attired in the sable robes of mourning, her heart in anguish bleeding, and scalding tears bedewing her lover's grave. His remains were interred in Madison County, amid the rural splendor that surrounds the home of her he loved so well. A weeping willow designates his grave, and "flowers, pale flowers," are no doubt already planted in the "turf that wraps his clay," by the hand of true affection.
We cannot refrain from copying the following, in this connexion, from the True Southron of Tuesday:
The Funeral of Henry G. Vick – A sadder sight than that exhibited in our city on Sunday evening has rarely been exhibited.
We refer to the funeral cortege which attended the remains of the late Henry G. Vick to the railroad depot, from whence they were taken to Madison County for interment. The procession was very large, and was composed of the elite of the city. As we gazed upon the somber coffin which contained the inanimate form of him who, a short week before, was full of life and health and youth, we could not but think how many hopes had been blighted, and all earth's beauties turned to dust. To few young men did the world offer so fair a prospect. With youth and health and friends and ample fortune – with the love of a pure and gentle heart, he was hurried remorselessly to a bloody grave. While looking upon his venerable and sorrow-stricken father – while listening to the frantic shrieks of the fair but heart-broken young girl who, within the week, should have been his wife, we confess that we would have preferred the place of Henry Vick, in his blood-stained shroud, to that of any of the survivors in that most ill-starred and unfortunate duel. Sorrow and anguish have been carried to many hearts; more than one home has been made desolate, but he, the victim, "sleeps well after life's fitful fever, and that the grass may grow green, and the flowers bloom upon his grave, is the aspiration which has gone up from many a manly heart.
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