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William Young

Birth
New Jersey, USA
Death
Jan 1889 (aged 70–71)
Granger, Williamson County, Texas, USA
Burial
Milam County, Texas, USA Add to Map
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According to the 1850 and 1860 census, he was born in New York . . . 1870 says New Jersey . . .
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Another Veteran Gone. To the News. Granger, Texas, Jan 8. -- William Young, one of the few surviving San Jacinto heroes, passed to his last reward at the home of his daughter, Mrs. S.A. McGee, at Granger, Tex. What these men have done for Texas makes their history of interest to their children. William Young was born in Perth Amboy, N.J., 1818. He was therefore 71 years old.

He came to Texas and stopped at Houston as a boy of 18 and soon entered the army; was captured in the Santa Fe Expedition [1841] and carried to Mexico. There he was stricken with small pox and lay seventy-two days in a hospital.

After recovery he was thrown into prison with some criminal Mexicans, and all were marched out soon after to draw beans for life or death. A curious incident that saved his life occurred here. The Mexican who had been his nurse in the hospital, and who had taken a very strong liking to him stood by him when each drew the bean. Without either looking at what he had, the Mexican proposed to swap beans, which Mr. Young accepted. The one he received in exchange proved to be a white one, by which circumstance he escaped. When the men were placed in line to be shot, Mr. Young approached the Mexican and offered to restore the white bean, which he had drawn, and take his place, but the offer was refused.

For this act he was again thrown into the criminal gang, and came near losing his life the second time. He was afterward released, however, and returned to his company in time to be in the battle of San Jacinto [sic, 1836].

After the war he made his home for a time in Brenham, and in 1848 he married Miss Sina S. Moore at Caldwell, where they resided until 1850, and then moved to Belton, of this marriage were born two sons, and two daughters, only one of which is still living, Mrs. Lucy McGee of Granger. In 1857 he moved into Milam county, near Davilla. Here his wife died in 1867. Here, also, he professed religion, and united with the Methodist people.

In 1873 he again married Mrs. Dr. Wiley, becoming his wife she bore him eight children, all of whom are living, the eldest being 16 (maybe 15), and the youngest but three years of age. Mrs. Young also survives him. In 1879 he moved to the San Gabriel, being his last earthly home.

The last veteran meeting he attended was last year at Temple. On Sept 19 last, he came to his daughter's home in Granger, and has been confined to his bed ever since, where he has been kindly tended by all her loving hands could do. He seemed to be afflicted with no particular disease but sank slowly from general decay. On the last eve of his life, Rev. S.E. Whipkey, the Baptist pastor, visited and talked with him. He was calmly reconciled to death and when the hymn was sung --

I'm weary, I'm waiting,
My life's work is done;
I'm longing, I'm watching
for life's sinking sun.


He said, Yes, I can cheerfully appropriate that sentiment.

He was buried at the Laughlin cemetery, beside his first wife, at Davilla.

Thus passes to rest one who offered Texas in her hour of need his all -- his energies and his life. He is not dead. No, not in the everlasting purpose of God -- not in the love of weeping friends -- not in the grateful memory of the country he helped to free. Requiescat in pace. A Friend. Dallas Morning News, January 11, 1889
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According to the 1850 and 1860 census, he was born in New York . . . 1870 says New Jersey . . .
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Another Veteran Gone. To the News. Granger, Texas, Jan 8. -- William Young, one of the few surviving San Jacinto heroes, passed to his last reward at the home of his daughter, Mrs. S.A. McGee, at Granger, Tex. What these men have done for Texas makes their history of interest to their children. William Young was born in Perth Amboy, N.J., 1818. He was therefore 71 years old.

He came to Texas and stopped at Houston as a boy of 18 and soon entered the army; was captured in the Santa Fe Expedition [1841] and carried to Mexico. There he was stricken with small pox and lay seventy-two days in a hospital.

After recovery he was thrown into prison with some criminal Mexicans, and all were marched out soon after to draw beans for life or death. A curious incident that saved his life occurred here. The Mexican who had been his nurse in the hospital, and who had taken a very strong liking to him stood by him when each drew the bean. Without either looking at what he had, the Mexican proposed to swap beans, which Mr. Young accepted. The one he received in exchange proved to be a white one, by which circumstance he escaped. When the men were placed in line to be shot, Mr. Young approached the Mexican and offered to restore the white bean, which he had drawn, and take his place, but the offer was refused.

For this act he was again thrown into the criminal gang, and came near losing his life the second time. He was afterward released, however, and returned to his company in time to be in the battle of San Jacinto [sic, 1836].

After the war he made his home for a time in Brenham, and in 1848 he married Miss Sina S. Moore at Caldwell, where they resided until 1850, and then moved to Belton, of this marriage were born two sons, and two daughters, only one of which is still living, Mrs. Lucy McGee of Granger. In 1857 he moved into Milam county, near Davilla. Here his wife died in 1867. Here, also, he professed religion, and united with the Methodist people.

In 1873 he again married Mrs. Dr. Wiley, becoming his wife she bore him eight children, all of whom are living, the eldest being 16 (maybe 15), and the youngest but three years of age. Mrs. Young also survives him. In 1879 he moved to the San Gabriel, being his last earthly home.

The last veteran meeting he attended was last year at Temple. On Sept 19 last, he came to his daughter's home in Granger, and has been confined to his bed ever since, where he has been kindly tended by all her loving hands could do. He seemed to be afflicted with no particular disease but sank slowly from general decay. On the last eve of his life, Rev. S.E. Whipkey, the Baptist pastor, visited and talked with him. He was calmly reconciled to death and when the hymn was sung --

I'm weary, I'm waiting,
My life's work is done;
I'm longing, I'm watching
for life's sinking sun.


He said, Yes, I can cheerfully appropriate that sentiment.

He was buried at the Laughlin cemetery, beside his first wife, at Davilla.

Thus passes to rest one who offered Texas in her hour of need his all -- his energies and his life. He is not dead. No, not in the everlasting purpose of God -- not in the love of weeping friends -- not in the grateful memory of the country he helped to free. Requiescat in pace. A Friend. Dallas Morning News, January 11, 1889
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