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    3. Posted on: Hamilton County, In Obits Reply Here: http://cgi.rootsweb.com/~genbbs/genbbs.cgi/USA/In/HamiltonObits/150 Surname: MAKER, ELDER, RICHEY ------------------------- May 15, 1922 p.5 Noblesvill Ledger OBITURARY OF HORACE P. MAKER Horace P. Maker, son of Peace and Rebecca Richey Maker, was born near the town of Merseille, La Salle county Illinois, September 16, 1838, died in the city of Noblesville, Ind., May 2nd, 1922, aged 83 years 7 months and 16 days. He came to Hamilton county with his parents when he was 4 years old and has resided here every sinces except when he was enlisteed in the service of his country. In the spring of 1862 he enlisted in the military organization known as "The Indiana state Troops." On August 29, 1862 he was mustered into service of the United States as a private of Company A, 5th Cavalry 9th Regiment, Indiana Volunteers, and served with that organization until the end of the war, and of the squad of 17 who joined his company from Hamilton county, he was the last to succumb to the "Grim Reaper." During his career as a soldier he saw a good deal of hard service. In 1863, during the "Morgan Raid", his compnay acted as "Body Guard" to General Judy and were in the saddle most of the time for thirty days and nights, without sleep or change of clothing. After the battle of Buffington Island, where Morgan was defeated and captured, General Judy ordered his men to dismount unsaddle their horses and rest, when a farmer of the vicinty rode into camp and reported that a small bunch of rebels were encamped a mile or so out and thought they could be easily captured. But the General said as tired and worn out as his soldiers were, he would not command any of his men to go, but if any wished to volunteer and go, he was willing. The subject of this sketch and thirteen of his comerades went and brought in 83 prisoners. In referring to this incident to use his own language, he said "I never felt as "Scaley" in my life as when we rounded up those "Jonnies" and their numbers were so much more than our own. Why they could have over powered us with clubs." During the Atlanta campaign he did detached duty, being a courier on the staff of General O.O. Howard, where he saw much dangerous service, and by being so engaged evaded capture and confinement to the Rebel prison at Andersonville, Ga. a fate that befell the members of his company. After serving something over six months on the staff of Gen. Howard, he was returned to his regiment, then stationed at Pulaski, Tenn., where he was mustered out of the U. S. service, June 16th, 1865 and was returned to Indianaplis, where he was discharged June 31st, 1865. On his 28th birthday, Septemer 16, 1866, he was united in marriage with Indiana C. Wall. To this union were born 7 children, four of whom have preceded him to the "Great Beyond," namely, Edgar, who died in infancy; Harry, who died at the age of 8 month; Gertrude, at the age of 15 years; Mary, at the age of 6 years. Gertrude and Mary dying within a week of each other. Three children survive him, viz., Oliver P. Maker; Anna M. Elder, and Burl A. Maker, all of Noblesville; also 6 grandchildren and one great-grndchild are left to mourn his departure. His good wife passed to her reward May 20th, 1921, on the farm his father entered from the governmnet and where he resided most of his life. After the death of his wife, he sold the farm and moved to Noblesville where he spent the remainder of his life. He was frank, honest and industrious, possessing many traits of character worthy of emulation. As it was related of his father, his dealings with other men were such that he was never sued, nor was any one sued by him. He possessed a strength of character, a ready wit and a quaint humor, incident to but few men. He passed from life, loved, revered and respected by all whose good fortune it was to know him and remembered as a fine specimen of the citizen soldier of the Civil war period reminding us all that In a few short years we all shall be gone, The scenes that once knew us will know us no more, That this wanton old World will move listlessly on, In the same even tenor, it moved on before.

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