The Knightstown (IN) Banner, Friday, October 10, 1913
"On the 19th of December, 1826, amid the foothills of the sunny slope of the Appalachian Mountains, in Wilkes county, North Carolina, Terrel Anderson, son of Nelson and Amy Matthews Anderson, was born. When about eight or nine years of age he, with the family, move to Indiana, and settled in the wilds of the (then) new State near the present town of Lewisville, Ind.
The future prospects of this young life were that of the pioneer with its pleasures and its hardships; as the boy grew to manhood he unflinchingly faces his life's work, with nature as an open book for learning, and outdoor toil as a panacea for physical development, both of which made a growth for a long life of active and energetic labor.
The real worth of a man is not so much in what he possesses, as what he is and what he does; there are a few of the many worthy acts of his life let us consider.
In the 40's and 50's, when State was arrayed against State, members of Congress were at swords point with each other and the Nation was about to be rent asunder on the account of a great moral issue, a time when men must take a stand for or against the monstrous evil, Terrel, then young man, decided for, what we believe to be the right, and took an active part in the work of the 'Underground Railroad,' secretly transporting the slave from his abode to bondage to a land of freedom.
He also watched carefully the sentiments of the various factional political parties, the 'Abolitionists,' 'Free Soilers,' the 'Know Nothings,' etc., throwing his influence not always on the popular side, but with the party which he believed to be most nearly right.
One other act I wish to mention; during the Civil war, when Indiana was having its hardest struggle and the secrets 'Order of the Knights of the Golden Circle' was holding its midnight meetings, making a desperate effort to overthrow the States, a branch of the order was organized not far from this neighborhood. Terrel Anderson, at the head of a small company of brave followers, entered the camp of the motley circle and routed its members and scattered them to the four winds, broke up the organization and saved the community from further disgrace. While he was not a veteran of the Rebellion, he was a hero in the strife.
On September 9, 1847, he took a wife, Rebecca Walker. To them was born one daughter, Amy Salisbury, who is now living at Cambridge City, Ind. Shortly after the birth of this child, the wife and mother died.
He afterward married Margaret Carter, May 23, 1850, and for more than sixty-three years have they traveled life's pathway together, sharing and bearing each other's joys and sorrows.
The fruits of this union were seven daughters and one son, three having died in infancy, two in young womanhood, two daughters, and the son being yet alive, all of whom, with the mother, were present at the closing scene of his life.
As the dark hand of death was contending for supremacy the white winged messengers from heaven swooped down on the scene and carried away the honors by wafting the soul into the paradise of God, where awaited a happy family group of children and grandchildren, headed by Christ, the Lord, to welcome him home.
The deceased was a member of the Friends church of Grant City, and was a devoted Christian, not being privileged to attend public worship in his declining years, nevertheless, he faithfully kept up daily family worship, leaving us sufficient evidence that he was at peace with God and man; therefore, we mourn not as those who have no hope.
Between 12 and 1 o'clock the morning of September 29, 1913, that which was mortal yielded to the powers of death, and the spirit took its flight as a bird set free, to its eternal home of joy and peace. At the ripe old age of nearly eight-seven he was gathered to his Father's as a shock of corn ripe for the harvest.
Thus again we are called to lay away another one of those who by energetic toil laid the foundation for our modern civilization. God bless the memory of those dear old pioneer fathers and mothers."
Terrel was the son of Nelson and Amy Matthis (not Matthews).
"On the 19th of December, 1826, amid the foothills of the sunny slope of the Appalachian Mountains, in Wilkes county, North Carolina, Terrel Anderson, son of Nelson and Amy Matthews Anderson, was born. When about eight or nine years of age he, with the family, move to Indiana, and settled in the wilds of the (then) new State near the present town of Lewisville, Ind.
The future prospects of this young life were that of the pioneer with its pleasures and its hardships; as the boy grew to manhood he unflinchingly faces his life's work, with nature as an open book for learning, and outdoor toil as a panacea for physical development, both of which made a growth for a long life of active and energetic labor.
The real worth of a man is not so much in what he possesses, as what he is and what he does; there are a few of the many worthy acts of his life let us consider.
In the 40's and 50's, when State was arrayed against State, members of Congress were at swords point with each other and the Nation was about to be rent asunder on the account of a great moral issue, a time when men must take a stand for or against the monstrous evil, Terrel, then young man, decided for, what we believe to be the right, and took an active part in the work of the 'Underground Railroad,' secretly transporting the slave from his abode to bondage to a land of freedom.
He also watched carefully the sentiments of the various factional political parties, the 'Abolitionists,' 'Free Soilers,' the 'Know Nothings,' etc., throwing his influence not always on the popular side, but with the party which he believed to be most nearly right.
One other act I wish to mention; during the Civil war, when Indiana was having its hardest struggle and the secrets 'Order of the Knights of the Golden Circle' was holding its midnight meetings, making a desperate effort to overthrow the States, a branch of the order was organized not far from this neighborhood. Terrel Anderson, at the head of a small company of brave followers, entered the camp of the motley circle and routed its members and scattered them to the four winds, broke up the organization and saved the community from further disgrace. While he was not a veteran of the Rebellion, he was a hero in the strife.
On September 9, 1847, he took a wife, Rebecca Walker. To them was born one daughter, Amy Salisbury, who is now living at Cambridge City, Ind. Shortly after the birth of this child, the wife and mother died.
He afterward married Margaret Carter, May 23, 1850, and for more than sixty-three years have they traveled life's pathway together, sharing and bearing each other's joys and sorrows.
The fruits of this union were seven daughters and one son, three having died in infancy, two in young womanhood, two daughters, and the son being yet alive, all of whom, with the mother, were present at the closing scene of his life.
As the dark hand of death was contending for supremacy the white winged messengers from heaven swooped down on the scene and carried away the honors by wafting the soul into the paradise of God, where awaited a happy family group of children and grandchildren, headed by Christ, the Lord, to welcome him home.
The deceased was a member of the Friends church of Grant City, and was a devoted Christian, not being privileged to attend public worship in his declining years, nevertheless, he faithfully kept up daily family worship, leaving us sufficient evidence that he was at peace with God and man; therefore, we mourn not as those who have no hope.
Between 12 and 1 o'clock the morning of September 29, 1913, that which was mortal yielded to the powers of death, and the spirit took its flight as a bird set free, to its eternal home of joy and peace. At the ripe old age of nearly eight-seven he was gathered to his Father's as a shock of corn ripe for the harvest.
Thus again we are called to lay away another one of those who by energetic toil laid the foundation for our modern civilization. God bless the memory of those dear old pioneer fathers and mothers."
Terrel was the son of Nelson and Amy Matthis (not Matthews).
The Knightstown (IN) Banner, Friday, October 10, 1913
"On the 19th of December, 1826, amid the foothills of the sunny slope of the Appalachian Mountains, in Wilkes county, North Carolina, Terrel Anderson, son of Nelson and Amy Matthews Anderson, was born. When about eight or nine years of age he, with the family, move to Indiana, and settled in the wilds of the (then) new State near the present town of Lewisville, Ind.
The future prospects of this young life were that of the pioneer with its pleasures and its hardships; as the boy grew to manhood he unflinchingly faces his life's work, with nature as an open book for learning, and outdoor toil as a panacea for physical development, both of which made a growth for a long life of active and energetic labor.
The real worth of a man is not so much in what he possesses, as what he is and what he does; there are a few of the many worthy acts of his life let us consider.
In the 40's and 50's, when State was arrayed against State, members of Congress were at swords point with each other and the Nation was about to be rent asunder on the account of a great moral issue, a time when men must take a stand for or against the monstrous evil, Terrel, then young man, decided for, what we believe to be the right, and took an active part in the work of the 'Underground Railroad,' secretly transporting the slave from his abode to bondage to a land of freedom.
He also watched carefully the sentiments of the various factional political parties, the 'Abolitionists,' 'Free Soilers,' the 'Know Nothings,' etc., throwing his influence not always on the popular side, but with the party which he believed to be most nearly right.
One other act I wish to mention; during the Civil war, when Indiana was having its hardest struggle and the secrets 'Order of the Knights of the Golden Circle' was holding its midnight meetings, making a desperate effort to overthrow the States, a branch of the order was organized not far from this neighborhood. Terrel Anderson, at the head of a small company of brave followers, entered the camp of the motley circle and routed its members and scattered them to the four winds, broke up the organization and saved the community from further disgrace. While he was not a veteran of the Rebellion, he was a hero in the strife.
On September 9, 1847, he took a wife, Rebecca Walker. To them was born one daughter, Amy Salisbury, who is now living at Cambridge City, Ind. Shortly after the birth of this child, the wife and mother died.
He afterward married Margaret Carter, May 23, 1850, and for more than sixty-three years have they traveled life's pathway together, sharing and bearing each other's joys and sorrows.
The fruits of this union were seven daughters and one son, three having died in infancy, two in young womanhood, two daughters, and the son being yet alive, all of whom, with the mother, were present at the closing scene of his life.
As the dark hand of death was contending for supremacy the white winged messengers from heaven swooped down on the scene and carried away the honors by wafting the soul into the paradise of God, where awaited a happy family group of children and grandchildren, headed by Christ, the Lord, to welcome him home.
The deceased was a member of the Friends church of Grant City, and was a devoted Christian, not being privileged to attend public worship in his declining years, nevertheless, he faithfully kept up daily family worship, leaving us sufficient evidence that he was at peace with God and man; therefore, we mourn not as those who have no hope.
Between 12 and 1 o'clock the morning of September 29, 1913, that which was mortal yielded to the powers of death, and the spirit took its flight as a bird set free, to its eternal home of joy and peace. At the ripe old age of nearly eight-seven he was gathered to his Father's as a shock of corn ripe for the harvest.
Thus again we are called to lay away another one of those who by energetic toil laid the foundation for our modern civilization. God bless the memory of those dear old pioneer fathers and mothers."
Terrel was the son of Nelson and Amy Matthis (not Matthews).
"On the 19th of December, 1826, amid the foothills of the sunny slope of the Appalachian Mountains, in Wilkes county, North Carolina, Terrel Anderson, son of Nelson and Amy Matthews Anderson, was born. When about eight or nine years of age he, with the family, move to Indiana, and settled in the wilds of the (then) new State near the present town of Lewisville, Ind.
The future prospects of this young life were that of the pioneer with its pleasures and its hardships; as the boy grew to manhood he unflinchingly faces his life's work, with nature as an open book for learning, and outdoor toil as a panacea for physical development, both of which made a growth for a long life of active and energetic labor.
The real worth of a man is not so much in what he possesses, as what he is and what he does; there are a few of the many worthy acts of his life let us consider.
In the 40's and 50's, when State was arrayed against State, members of Congress were at swords point with each other and the Nation was about to be rent asunder on the account of a great moral issue, a time when men must take a stand for or against the monstrous evil, Terrel, then young man, decided for, what we believe to be the right, and took an active part in the work of the 'Underground Railroad,' secretly transporting the slave from his abode to bondage to a land of freedom.
He also watched carefully the sentiments of the various factional political parties, the 'Abolitionists,' 'Free Soilers,' the 'Know Nothings,' etc., throwing his influence not always on the popular side, but with the party which he believed to be most nearly right.
One other act I wish to mention; during the Civil war, when Indiana was having its hardest struggle and the secrets 'Order of the Knights of the Golden Circle' was holding its midnight meetings, making a desperate effort to overthrow the States, a branch of the order was organized not far from this neighborhood. Terrel Anderson, at the head of a small company of brave followers, entered the camp of the motley circle and routed its members and scattered them to the four winds, broke up the organization and saved the community from further disgrace. While he was not a veteran of the Rebellion, he was a hero in the strife.
On September 9, 1847, he took a wife, Rebecca Walker. To them was born one daughter, Amy Salisbury, who is now living at Cambridge City, Ind. Shortly after the birth of this child, the wife and mother died.
He afterward married Margaret Carter, May 23, 1850, and for more than sixty-three years have they traveled life's pathway together, sharing and bearing each other's joys and sorrows.
The fruits of this union were seven daughters and one son, three having died in infancy, two in young womanhood, two daughters, and the son being yet alive, all of whom, with the mother, were present at the closing scene of his life.
As the dark hand of death was contending for supremacy the white winged messengers from heaven swooped down on the scene and carried away the honors by wafting the soul into the paradise of God, where awaited a happy family group of children and grandchildren, headed by Christ, the Lord, to welcome him home.
The deceased was a member of the Friends church of Grant City, and was a devoted Christian, not being privileged to attend public worship in his declining years, nevertheless, he faithfully kept up daily family worship, leaving us sufficient evidence that he was at peace with God and man; therefore, we mourn not as those who have no hope.
Between 12 and 1 o'clock the morning of September 29, 1913, that which was mortal yielded to the powers of death, and the spirit took its flight as a bird set free, to its eternal home of joy and peace. At the ripe old age of nearly eight-seven he was gathered to his Father's as a shock of corn ripe for the harvest.
Thus again we are called to lay away another one of those who by energetic toil laid the foundation for our modern civilization. God bless the memory of those dear old pioneer fathers and mothers."
Terrel was the son of Nelson and Amy Matthis (not Matthews).
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Stone is for Terrel and his wife Margaret(Custard) and their daughter Mary Frances and her husband Edward Edwin Custer.
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