Married Maggie Martin on 15 Jul 1889 at Putnam County, Georgia.
From the Middle Georgia Argus, July 30, 1899
Prof. Lambdin Dead
Prof. James M. Lambdin was born in Barnesville, Ga., Jan. 16th 1868, was married to Miss Maggie Martin in Eatonton last Monday night and died of typhoid fever at the residence of the bride's parents last Saturday at noon. Not for many years, if ever, has Eatonton witnessed a sadder chain of circumstances attending the departure of a brighter life than this. Married while laying prostrate with fever on his death bed, just five days a husband, and then laid to rest in the grave, his wedding suit his shroud. The bright hopes of a pure life are now gone with the body to the grave, his wife now a widow, and bridesmaids and attendants turned to mourners. Man may plan but surely, God doth execute.
Mr. Lambdin graduated at Gordon Institute under his father in 1884 or 1885, and for two and a half years attended West Point Military Academy, when he was called home by the death of his father; for the next three months he taught with Prof. Neal in Moreland Park Academy, and for the past year he has been teaching in Jackson Institute, Jackson, Ga.
Born in the same town with him and having been associated with him during the past year in the school room, I knew him well, but as long and as well as I knew him never did I see or hear aught against his character as a model boy and Christian gentleman. Not often have I seen those who were more conscientious and earnest in the discharge of duty, and but few have I ever known whose future seemed brighter. Not many do I know now who were better prepared to wade out into the dark, cold waters that have carried him to a brighter world than this.
A type of a father who but a few months preceded him to heaven, how happy today they must be, united never more to part. As sure as anything we can be sure of, so sure are we that the father and the son are beckoning to us here below to come up higher and join the throngs of those who around the throne are singing "Glory to God in the highest." May the lesson of their lives be a study and an inspiration to the friends left behind.
How well do I remember my friend's wise counsel to the pupils who have been wont to assemble before him, how faithfully he instructed them, how earnestly he prayed for them, and now I may add, how noble he died for them. A few weeks before his death I advised him to be more careful, not to work so incessantly or he would wear himself out and thus bring on disease. Now that his faithfulness has culminated in his death, I believe him no less a martyr to duty than the brave men who rather than compromise theirs laid down their lives at the stake. He considered the school room a studio, God himself the artist, the teacher his chisel and the immortal minds the white-winged angles he was developing. He earnestly and how sacredly he performed his part. What an example for the boys and girls he loved so well.
Not only was he active in the school-room but he was equally so in the church. A few months ago in the Methodist church at Jackson he arose at his seat one Sabbath morning after the benediction had been pronounced and announced that there would be a young boys prayer meeting organized in the church at the close of Sabbath school in the afternoon. Sabbath after Sabbath, have I seen him in these prayer meetings as happy in the love of God as it seemed to me mortal man could be. When all the town was wrapped in slumbers I have known him to rise and kneel by his bedside and pray for his friends. Can we say that such a life has been in vain? Can we forget it? No, no, thank God no, such a life will be brightened in the lives of others as long as time speeds on his way to eternity.
W. C. Wright. Eatonton, Ga., July 26, 1889
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From the Middle Georgia Argus, July 30, 1899
Prof. Lambdin Dead
Prof. James M. Lambdin was born in Barnesville, Ga., Jan. 16th 1868, was married to Miss Maggie Martin in Eatonton last Monday night and died of typhoid fever at the residence of the bride's parents last Saturday at noon. Not for many years, if ever, has Eatonton witnessed a sadder chain of circumstances attending the departure of a brighter life than this. Married while laying prostrate with fever on his death bed, just five days a husband, and then laid to rest in the grave, his wedding suit his shroud. The bright hopes of a pure life are now gone with the body to the grave, his wife now a widow, and bridesmaids and attendants turned to mourners. Man may plan but surely, God doth execute.
Mr. Lambdin graduated at Gordon Institute under his father in 1884 or 1885, and for two and a half years attended West Point Military Academy, when he was called home by the death of his father; for the next three months he taught with Prof. Neal in Moreland Park Academy, and for the past year he has been teaching in Jackson Institute, Jackson, Ga.
Born in the same town with him and having been associated with him during the past year in the school room, I knew him well, but as long and as well as I knew him never did I see or hear aught against his character as a model boy and Christian gentleman. Not often have I seen those who were more conscientious and earnest in the discharge of duty, and but few have I ever known whose future seemed brighter. Not many do I know now who were better prepared to wade out into the dark, cold waters that have carried him to a brighter world than this.
A type of a father who but a few months preceded him to heaven, how happy today they must be, united never more to part. As sure as anything we can be sure of, so sure are we that the father and the son are beckoning to us here below to come up higher and join the throngs of those who around the throne are singing "Glory to God in the highest." May the lesson of their lives be a study and an inspiration to the friends left behind.
How well do I remember my friend's wise counsel to the pupils who have been wont to assemble before him, how faithfully he instructed them, how earnestly he prayed for them, and now I may add, how noble he died for them. A few weeks before his death I advised him to be more careful, not to work so incessantly or he would wear himself out and thus bring on disease. Now that his faithfulness has culminated in his death, I believe him no less a martyr to duty than the brave men who rather than compromise theirs laid down their lives at the stake. He considered the school room a studio, God himself the artist, the teacher his chisel and the immortal minds the white-winged angles he was developing. He earnestly and how sacredly he performed his part. What an example for the boys and girls he loved so well.
Not only was he active in the school-room but he was equally so in the church. A few months ago in the Methodist church at Jackson he arose at his seat one Sabbath morning after the benediction had been pronounced and announced that there would be a young boys prayer meeting organized in the church at the close of Sabbath school in the afternoon. Sabbath after Sabbath, have I seen him in these prayer meetings as happy in the love of God as it seemed to me mortal man could be. When all the town was wrapped in slumbers I have known him to rise and kneel by his bedside and pray for his friends. Can we say that such a life has been in vain? Can we forget it? No, no, thank God no, such a life will be brightened in the lives of others as long as time speeds on his way to eternity.
W. C. Wright. Eatonton, Ga., July 26, 1889
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Married Maggie Martin on 15 Jul 1889 at Putnam County, Georgia.
From the Middle Georgia Argus, July 30, 1899
Prof. Lambdin Dead
Prof. James M. Lambdin was born in Barnesville, Ga., Jan. 16th 1868, was married to Miss Maggie Martin in Eatonton last Monday night and died of typhoid fever at the residence of the bride's parents last Saturday at noon. Not for many years, if ever, has Eatonton witnessed a sadder chain of circumstances attending the departure of a brighter life than this. Married while laying prostrate with fever on his death bed, just five days a husband, and then laid to rest in the grave, his wedding suit his shroud. The bright hopes of a pure life are now gone with the body to the grave, his wife now a widow, and bridesmaids and attendants turned to mourners. Man may plan but surely, God doth execute.
Mr. Lambdin graduated at Gordon Institute under his father in 1884 or 1885, and for two and a half years attended West Point Military Academy, when he was called home by the death of his father; for the next three months he taught with Prof. Neal in Moreland Park Academy, and for the past year he has been teaching in Jackson Institute, Jackson, Ga.
Born in the same town with him and having been associated with him during the past year in the school room, I knew him well, but as long and as well as I knew him never did I see or hear aught against his character as a model boy and Christian gentleman. Not often have I seen those who were more conscientious and earnest in the discharge of duty, and but few have I ever known whose future seemed brighter. Not many do I know now who were better prepared to wade out into the dark, cold waters that have carried him to a brighter world than this.
A type of a father who but a few months preceded him to heaven, how happy today they must be, united never more to part. As sure as anything we can be sure of, so sure are we that the father and the son are beckoning to us here below to come up higher and join the throngs of those who around the throne are singing "Glory to God in the highest." May the lesson of their lives be a study and an inspiration to the friends left behind.
How well do I remember my friend's wise counsel to the pupils who have been wont to assemble before him, how faithfully he instructed them, how earnestly he prayed for them, and now I may add, how noble he died for them. A few weeks before his death I advised him to be more careful, not to work so incessantly or he would wear himself out and thus bring on disease. Now that his faithfulness has culminated in his death, I believe him no less a martyr to duty than the brave men who rather than compromise theirs laid down their lives at the stake. He considered the school room a studio, God himself the artist, the teacher his chisel and the immortal minds the white-winged angles he was developing. He earnestly and how sacredly he performed his part. What an example for the boys and girls he loved so well.
Not only was he active in the school-room but he was equally so in the church. A few months ago in the Methodist church at Jackson he arose at his seat one Sabbath morning after the benediction had been pronounced and announced that there would be a young boys prayer meeting organized in the church at the close of Sabbath school in the afternoon. Sabbath after Sabbath, have I seen him in these prayer meetings as happy in the love of God as it seemed to me mortal man could be. When all the town was wrapped in slumbers I have known him to rise and kneel by his bedside and pray for his friends. Can we say that such a life has been in vain? Can we forget it? No, no, thank God no, such a life will be brightened in the lives of others as long as time speeds on his way to eternity.
W. C. Wright. Eatonton, Ga., July 26, 1889
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From the Middle Georgia Argus, July 30, 1899
Prof. Lambdin Dead
Prof. James M. Lambdin was born in Barnesville, Ga., Jan. 16th 1868, was married to Miss Maggie Martin in Eatonton last Monday night and died of typhoid fever at the residence of the bride's parents last Saturday at noon. Not for many years, if ever, has Eatonton witnessed a sadder chain of circumstances attending the departure of a brighter life than this. Married while laying prostrate with fever on his death bed, just five days a husband, and then laid to rest in the grave, his wedding suit his shroud. The bright hopes of a pure life are now gone with the body to the grave, his wife now a widow, and bridesmaids and attendants turned to mourners. Man may plan but surely, God doth execute.
Mr. Lambdin graduated at Gordon Institute under his father in 1884 or 1885, and for two and a half years attended West Point Military Academy, when he was called home by the death of his father; for the next three months he taught with Prof. Neal in Moreland Park Academy, and for the past year he has been teaching in Jackson Institute, Jackson, Ga.
Born in the same town with him and having been associated with him during the past year in the school room, I knew him well, but as long and as well as I knew him never did I see or hear aught against his character as a model boy and Christian gentleman. Not often have I seen those who were more conscientious and earnest in the discharge of duty, and but few have I ever known whose future seemed brighter. Not many do I know now who were better prepared to wade out into the dark, cold waters that have carried him to a brighter world than this.
A type of a father who but a few months preceded him to heaven, how happy today they must be, united never more to part. As sure as anything we can be sure of, so sure are we that the father and the son are beckoning to us here below to come up higher and join the throngs of those who around the throne are singing "Glory to God in the highest." May the lesson of their lives be a study and an inspiration to the friends left behind.
How well do I remember my friend's wise counsel to the pupils who have been wont to assemble before him, how faithfully he instructed them, how earnestly he prayed for them, and now I may add, how noble he died for them. A few weeks before his death I advised him to be more careful, not to work so incessantly or he would wear himself out and thus bring on disease. Now that his faithfulness has culminated in his death, I believe him no less a martyr to duty than the brave men who rather than compromise theirs laid down their lives at the stake. He considered the school room a studio, God himself the artist, the teacher his chisel and the immortal minds the white-winged angles he was developing. He earnestly and how sacredly he performed his part. What an example for the boys and girls he loved so well.
Not only was he active in the school-room but he was equally so in the church. A few months ago in the Methodist church at Jackson he arose at his seat one Sabbath morning after the benediction had been pronounced and announced that there would be a young boys prayer meeting organized in the church at the close of Sabbath school in the afternoon. Sabbath after Sabbath, have I seen him in these prayer meetings as happy in the love of God as it seemed to me mortal man could be. When all the town was wrapped in slumbers I have known him to rise and kneel by his bedside and pray for his friends. Can we say that such a life has been in vain? Can we forget it? No, no, thank God no, such a life will be brightened in the lives of others as long as time speeds on his way to eternity.
W. C. Wright. Eatonton, Ga., July 26, 1889
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