This is a Message Board Post that is gatewayed to this mailing list. Surnames: Clark, Bartholomew, Sherry, Weaver Classification: Obituary Message Board URL: http://boards.ancestry.com/mbexec/msg/rw/Hi.2ADI/1773 Message Board Post: Lafayette Daily Courier Thursday, October 19, 1871 SANS N. CLARK We are under obligations to Sanford C. Cox, Esq., for some of the facts connected with the life of the man whose name heads this notice, whose funeral takes place at 10 o'clock this morning. Deceased came to Lafayette in 1829. The village then consisted of a few cabins and hewed log house, built mostly between the Public square and the river. He was born in Connecticut in 1794. When quite a young man he went to Georgia, and worked at his trade, as carpenter, building houses for the Cherokee Indians. He assisted in building JEREMIAH BARTHOLOMEW'S frame hotel that stood on the northeast corner of the Public square, where the Second National Bank now stands, and several of the first frame houses in the village. In company with Isaac Russell, in the winter of 1832, he assisted in the building of PETER WEAVER'S brick residence, at the west end of the Wea Plain, now owned and occupied by MR. SHERRY. At that early day there was not six hundred acres of that large fertile pla! in under cultivation. About the year 1834, in company with MESSRS. WEBB & SHOEMAKER he built a saw mill and distillery on Durgee's Run, south of town. He was also a partner for several years with ALBERT BARTHOLOMEW in the wholesale liquor business, at Ford and Walker's corner, where THOMAS COLEMAN & CO. are now erecting their splendid marble front bank. He was twice married, and leaves a widow, and one grown son and two daughters, by his first wife - all married. He was a kind, affectionate husband and father, and an enterprising and worthy citizen. He had infirm health for several years past, and he mixed but little with the active affairs of life. Cheerful and genial in his nature, he was glad to meet with old friends and talk over the incidents of the days of other years. One by one the old settlers are leaving us. Soon there will be none left to tell of the incidents of "long time ago."