Daniel Clay McGary, second son of the editor of this paper, died at 8 o'clock last night at his father's residence on Chenevert street, between avenues Clay and Bell. He had not reached the noonday of manhood. But consumption had fastened upon his vitals. He was always hopeful, and, though his hard breathing told a different story, nearly up to the moment of his death he would try to comfort and assure the distressed ones gathered around him by telling them he was getting better. In fact all were hopeful that he would be longer spared, but it became apparent yesterday that death was approaching. And then a dispatch was sent to his poor wife who, with her infant babe, is at her father's home in Mississippi, not on any railroad or telegraph line, and did not receive the dispatch until today and cannot by any traveling facilities afforded reach here before the last of the week. Deceased was born at the home of Mr. Tacitus Clay, his uncle, near Independence, in Washington county, on the 18th day of June, 1862, while his father was in the Confederate army. Fifteen years ago he came with his parents to this city. Last year he married Miss Fannie Powell, of Hinds county, Mississippi. Hoping to improve his health, he went to his wife's father's in the hill lands of Mississippi. But not realizing the hoped for improvement, he returned to this city a few weeks ago, his wife to come afterwards with their babe. As a husband and father, son and brother, friend and citizen, according to the measure of his abilities, deceased did his duty. Those who knew him loved him. But love could not stay the hand of the grim destroyer. He has gone quietly to his grave. His body rests under the shade of the trees. May the good Lord in loving kindness receive his soul. -Houston Age, 25/11/1891
Daniel Clay McGary, second son of the editor of this paper, died at 8 o'clock last night at his father's residence on Chenevert street, between avenues Clay and Bell. He had not reached the noonday of manhood. But consumption had fastened upon his vitals. He was always hopeful, and, though his hard breathing told a different story, nearly up to the moment of his death he would try to comfort and assure the distressed ones gathered around him by telling them he was getting better. In fact all were hopeful that he would be longer spared, but it became apparent yesterday that death was approaching. And then a dispatch was sent to his poor wife who, with her infant babe, is at her father's home in Mississippi, not on any railroad or telegraph line, and did not receive the dispatch until today and cannot by any traveling facilities afforded reach here before the last of the week. Deceased was born at the home of Mr. Tacitus Clay, his uncle, near Independence, in Washington county, on the 18th day of June, 1862, while his father was in the Confederate army. Fifteen years ago he came with his parents to this city. Last year he married Miss Fannie Powell, of Hinds county, Mississippi. Hoping to improve his health, he went to his wife's father's in the hill lands of Mississippi. But not realizing the hoped for improvement, he returned to this city a few weeks ago, his wife to come afterwards with their babe. As a husband and father, son and brother, friend and citizen, according to the measure of his abilities, deceased did his duty. Those who knew him loved him. But love could not stay the hand of the grim destroyer. He has gone quietly to his grave. His body rests under the shade of the trees. May the good Lord in loving kindness receive his soul. -Houston Age, 25/11/1891
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