JOHNSON, John J. *(Extracted from the Anderson Democrat, Friday, 14 October 1892, Vol. 24, No. 13. Front Page.) [Surnames: JOHNSON]
Obituary of John J. JOHNSON - SNAPPED - In An Instant the Thread of Life Gives Way--One Moment In perfect Health, the Next Struggling in the Last Throes of Death--John J. Johnson a Prominent Farmer of Stonycreek Township Stricken with Heart Disease--His Head Drops on His Breast and he Expires Instantly.
In an instant the thread of life gave way, and the victim who a moment before appeared in perfect health lay struggling in the last throes of death. A death more tragic than that of John J. Johnson has not occurred to shock the people of Stonycreek township in a long while. The sudden summons came as unexpected as a clap of thunder from a clear day. In splendid health and to all appearances a long life of usefulness before him, the grim monster invaded the household and with icy touch claimed the head of the family. John J. Johnson was one of Stonycreek township's best known men. He lived on a splendid farm at Johnson's crossing six miles west of the city on the Chicago and Southeastern railroad. He has long been prominent in the affairs of the neighborhood and in all questions of local interest his word carried weight.
On Friday Mr. Johnson went to Knightstown to visit a daughter. When he left home he was in the best of spirits and enjoyed his usual degree of health. Yesterday, while sitting in a chair in his daughters home talking with those about him his head suddenly fell forward on his breast and the next moment death claimed the victim. So terribly sudden was the summons that the family were hardly able to realize what had happened until it was all over. Mr. Johnson was a powerfully built man, standing over six feet in height he was big in proportion and could be readily classed among the larger sized men in the county. In former days he was stout as a giant but a few years ago, had an experience that shattered his health somewhat and he has probably not been as strong since. The same sort of experience would have killed nine men out of ten and it was only Mr. Johnson's robust constitution that enabled him to pull through. Democrat readers will remember the story and it is not necessary to go into details. He and a neighbor named (Hawkins) had a disagreement. Mr. Johnson always had the reputation of being a quiet, peaceable man, but on the other hand, Hawkins was looking for trouble. Accordingly, he shouldered his gun and started after Johnson, who at that time was post master at Johnson's Crossing. Going to the post office, Hawkins with fearful desperation opened fire and did not cease shooting until he had sent five bullets crashing into Johnson's body. Supposing he had killed his man, Hawkins retraced his steps and going to his own barn a few rods away, blew his own brains out. After a hard tussle, Mr. Johnson survived his numerous wounds but it was a severe strain upon his hitherto rugged constitution. His health was considerably shattered by the ordeal through which he passed and he was never as stout a man afterward. People who live in the vicinity of Johnson's crossing have the highest regard for their old associate and neighbor and his death is greatly deplored. The remains passed through the city at noon today enroute from Knightstown to his late house in Stonycreek township.
Obituary of John J. JOHNSON - SNAPPED - In An Instant the Thread of Life Gives Way--One Moment In perfect Health, the Next Struggling in the Last Throes of Death--John J. Johnson a Prominent Farmer of Stonycreek Township Stricken with Heart Disease--His Head Drops on His Breast and he Expires Instantly.
In an instant the thread of life gave way, and the victim who a moment before appeared in perfect health lay struggling in the last throes of death. A death more tragic than that of John J. Johnson has not occurred to shock the people of Stonycreek township in a long while. The sudden summons came as unexpected as a clap of thunder from a clear day. In splendid health and to all appearances a long life of usefulness before him, the grim monster invaded the household and with icy touch claimed the head of the family. John J. Johnson was one of Stonycreek township's best known men. He lived on a splendid farm at Johnson's crossing six miles west of the city on the Chicago and Southeastern railroad. He has long been prominent in the affairs of the neighborhood and in all questions of local interest his word carried weight.
On Friday Mr. Johnson went to Knightstown to visit a daughter. When he left home he was in the best of spirits and enjoyed his usual degree of health. Yesterday, while sitting in a chair in his daughters home talking with those about him his head suddenly fell forward on his breast and the next moment death claimed the victim. So terribly sudden was the summons that the family were hardly able to realize what had happened until it was all over. Mr. Johnson was a powerfully built man, standing over six feet in height he was big in proportion and could be readily classed among the larger sized men in the county. In former days he was stout as a giant but a few years ago, had an experience that shattered his health somewhat and he has probably not been as strong since. The same sort of experience would have killed nine men out of ten and it was only Mr. Johnson's robust constitution that enabled him to pull through. Democrat readers will remember the story and it is not necessary to go into details. He and a neighbor named (Hawkins) had a disagreement. Mr. Johnson always had the reputation of being a quiet, peaceable man, but on the other hand, Hawkins was looking for trouble. Accordingly, he shouldered his gun and started after Johnson, who at that time was post master at Johnson's Crossing. Going to the post office, Hawkins with fearful desperation opened fire and did not cease shooting until he had sent five bullets crashing into Johnson's body. Supposing he had killed his man, Hawkins retraced his steps and going to his own barn a few rods away, blew his own brains out. After a hard tussle, Mr. Johnson survived his numerous wounds but it was a severe strain upon his hitherto rugged constitution. His health was considerably shattered by the ordeal through which he passed and he was never as stout a man afterward. People who live in the vicinity of Johnson's crossing have the highest regard for their old associate and neighbor and his death is greatly deplored. The remains passed through the city at noon today enroute from Knightstown to his late house in Stonycreek township.
JOHNSON, John J. *(Extracted from the Anderson Democrat, Friday, 14 October 1892, Vol. 24, No. 13. Front Page.) [Surnames: JOHNSON]
Obituary of John J. JOHNSON - SNAPPED - In An Instant the Thread of Life Gives Way--One Moment In perfect Health, the Next Struggling in the Last Throes of Death--John J. Johnson a Prominent Farmer of Stonycreek Township Stricken with Heart Disease--His Head Drops on His Breast and he Expires Instantly.
In an instant the thread of life gave way, and the victim who a moment before appeared in perfect health lay struggling in the last throes of death. A death more tragic than that of John J. Johnson has not occurred to shock the people of Stonycreek township in a long while. The sudden summons came as unexpected as a clap of thunder from a clear day. In splendid health and to all appearances a long life of usefulness before him, the grim monster invaded the household and with icy touch claimed the head of the family. John J. Johnson was one of Stonycreek township's best known men. He lived on a splendid farm at Johnson's crossing six miles west of the city on the Chicago and Southeastern railroad. He has long been prominent in the affairs of the neighborhood and in all questions of local interest his word carried weight.
On Friday Mr. Johnson went to Knightstown to visit a daughter. When he left home he was in the best of spirits and enjoyed his usual degree of health. Yesterday, while sitting in a chair in his daughters home talking with those about him his head suddenly fell forward on his breast and the next moment death claimed the victim. So terribly sudden was the summons that the family were hardly able to realize what had happened until it was all over. Mr. Johnson was a powerfully built man, standing over six feet in height he was big in proportion and could be readily classed among the larger sized men in the county. In former days he was stout as a giant but a few years ago, had an experience that shattered his health somewhat and he has probably not been as strong since. The same sort of experience would have killed nine men out of ten and it was only Mr. Johnson's robust constitution that enabled him to pull through. Democrat readers will remember the story and it is not necessary to go into details. He and a neighbor named (Hawkins) had a disagreement. Mr. Johnson always had the reputation of being a quiet, peaceable man, but on the other hand, Hawkins was looking for trouble. Accordingly, he shouldered his gun and started after Johnson, who at that time was post master at Johnson's Crossing. Going to the post office, Hawkins with fearful desperation opened fire and did not cease shooting until he had sent five bullets crashing into Johnson's body. Supposing he had killed his man, Hawkins retraced his steps and going to his own barn a few rods away, blew his own brains out. After a hard tussle, Mr. Johnson survived his numerous wounds but it was a severe strain upon his hitherto rugged constitution. His health was considerably shattered by the ordeal through which he passed and he was never as stout a man afterward. People who live in the vicinity of Johnson's crossing have the highest regard for their old associate and neighbor and his death is greatly deplored. The remains passed through the city at noon today enroute from Knightstown to his late house in Stonycreek township.
Obituary of John J. JOHNSON - SNAPPED - In An Instant the Thread of Life Gives Way--One Moment In perfect Health, the Next Struggling in the Last Throes of Death--John J. Johnson a Prominent Farmer of Stonycreek Township Stricken with Heart Disease--His Head Drops on His Breast and he Expires Instantly.
In an instant the thread of life gave way, and the victim who a moment before appeared in perfect health lay struggling in the last throes of death. A death more tragic than that of John J. Johnson has not occurred to shock the people of Stonycreek township in a long while. The sudden summons came as unexpected as a clap of thunder from a clear day. In splendid health and to all appearances a long life of usefulness before him, the grim monster invaded the household and with icy touch claimed the head of the family. John J. Johnson was one of Stonycreek township's best known men. He lived on a splendid farm at Johnson's crossing six miles west of the city on the Chicago and Southeastern railroad. He has long been prominent in the affairs of the neighborhood and in all questions of local interest his word carried weight.
On Friday Mr. Johnson went to Knightstown to visit a daughter. When he left home he was in the best of spirits and enjoyed his usual degree of health. Yesterday, while sitting in a chair in his daughters home talking with those about him his head suddenly fell forward on his breast and the next moment death claimed the victim. So terribly sudden was the summons that the family were hardly able to realize what had happened until it was all over. Mr. Johnson was a powerfully built man, standing over six feet in height he was big in proportion and could be readily classed among the larger sized men in the county. In former days he was stout as a giant but a few years ago, had an experience that shattered his health somewhat and he has probably not been as strong since. The same sort of experience would have killed nine men out of ten and it was only Mr. Johnson's robust constitution that enabled him to pull through. Democrat readers will remember the story and it is not necessary to go into details. He and a neighbor named (Hawkins) had a disagreement. Mr. Johnson always had the reputation of being a quiet, peaceable man, but on the other hand, Hawkins was looking for trouble. Accordingly, he shouldered his gun and started after Johnson, who at that time was post master at Johnson's Crossing. Going to the post office, Hawkins with fearful desperation opened fire and did not cease shooting until he had sent five bullets crashing into Johnson's body. Supposing he had killed his man, Hawkins retraced his steps and going to his own barn a few rods away, blew his own brains out. After a hard tussle, Mr. Johnson survived his numerous wounds but it was a severe strain upon his hitherto rugged constitution. His health was considerably shattered by the ordeal through which he passed and he was never as stout a man afterward. People who live in the vicinity of Johnson's crossing have the highest regard for their old associate and neighbor and his death is greatly deplored. The remains passed through the city at noon today enroute from Knightstown to his late house in Stonycreek township.
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