The Mathews Journal (Mathews, Va.),
Thu, 25 Jul 1912, p5, c3-4
Marshall J. Brownley
Many hearts were made sad and the entire community of Laban was greatly shocked when news reached us that the body of Marshall J. Brownley had been found in Norfolk harbor near the Norfolk and Western dock. He had been missing since Monday night, July 1st, and the last known to see him or two of his shipmates who parted with him that night about 8 o'clock on Main street. He told these young men to carry a package he had purchased down to the steamer where he was employed and that he would be down presently. "He was going in a restaurant to buy a lunch." The next morning he was missing and friends of the deceased searched the city of Norfolk but with no avail in on Thursday the body was found but alas, the life-blood had ceased flow in his young body and his soul was hurled into Eternity perhaps in a moment so to speak.
Marshall or "Bud," as he was usually called was one of the most promising young men of our community. He had been employed in the tugboat business for a number of years and I've lately been promoted as a mate on the sea tug "Triton" where he was employed at the time of the sad catastrophe. It seems that everybody liked "Bud" and had a good word to say for him and those who knew him most loved him best. Always carrying that sunny disposition and frank, open-hearted way, he was beliked by everybody, always having a cheery word to say to his friends as he met them along life's pathway. We miss him, oh, so sadly, and to think he was snatched away as he was, seems too hard to bear, but God is able to sustain all who put their trust in him in these awful hours of sorrow, knowing that we too, sooner or later, must have to pay the same sad debt that he has paid in someway, we know not how. Therefore it behooves us to live so that we will be ready when the summons comes so that we can hear the welcome plaudit, "Well done, good and faithful servant, enter that into the joys of the Lord!" He had not been home since the first of April and little did that wife and mother think that would be the last time they would look into the face of that beloved husband and son, but we cannot tell, for when death the dread destroyer summons us to the other land we have to go. He told his mother on leaving that April morning, not to worry about him, he was going to be a good boy, and not follow bad company, and she says she has reasons to believe he is at rest. What a comfort that must be to her mother heart.
The funeral services were conducted at the home by Rev. J. A. Winn and the last remains laid to rest in " Pear Tree" cemetery. The Juniors and Odd Fellows both – orders of which he was a member - paid their last sad rite at the burial. Our hearts go out in sympathy to the bereaved family for none but those who have passed through such afflictions can realize what it means. He leaves to mourn his untimely and a mother and father, one brother, a wife and sweet baby boy. May God comfort them in this sad hour.
A loved one from them has gone,
A voice they love it stilled,
A place is vacant in that home
that never can be filled.
We trust he's gone to the realms above to the realms of pleasure, peace and love.
~ Pansy.
Thu, 25 Jul 1912, p5, c3-4
Marshall J. Brownley
Many hearts were made sad and the entire community of Laban was greatly shocked when news reached us that the body of Marshall J. Brownley had been found in Norfolk harbor near the Norfolk and Western dock. He had been missing since Monday night, July 1st, and the last known to see him or two of his shipmates who parted with him that night about 8 o'clock on Main street. He told these young men to carry a package he had purchased down to the steamer where he was employed and that he would be down presently. "He was going in a restaurant to buy a lunch." The next morning he was missing and friends of the deceased searched the city of Norfolk but with no avail in on Thursday the body was found but alas, the life-blood had ceased flow in his young body and his soul was hurled into Eternity perhaps in a moment so to speak.
Marshall or "Bud," as he was usually called was one of the most promising young men of our community. He had been employed in the tugboat business for a number of years and I've lately been promoted as a mate on the sea tug "Triton" where he was employed at the time of the sad catastrophe. It seems that everybody liked "Bud" and had a good word to say for him and those who knew him most loved him best. Always carrying that sunny disposition and frank, open-hearted way, he was beliked by everybody, always having a cheery word to say to his friends as he met them along life's pathway. We miss him, oh, so sadly, and to think he was snatched away as he was, seems too hard to bear, but God is able to sustain all who put their trust in him in these awful hours of sorrow, knowing that we too, sooner or later, must have to pay the same sad debt that he has paid in someway, we know not how. Therefore it behooves us to live so that we will be ready when the summons comes so that we can hear the welcome plaudit, "Well done, good and faithful servant, enter that into the joys of the Lord!" He had not been home since the first of April and little did that wife and mother think that would be the last time they would look into the face of that beloved husband and son, but we cannot tell, for when death the dread destroyer summons us to the other land we have to go. He told his mother on leaving that April morning, not to worry about him, he was going to be a good boy, and not follow bad company, and she says she has reasons to believe he is at rest. What a comfort that must be to her mother heart.
The funeral services were conducted at the home by Rev. J. A. Winn and the last remains laid to rest in " Pear Tree" cemetery. The Juniors and Odd Fellows both – orders of which he was a member - paid their last sad rite at the burial. Our hearts go out in sympathy to the bereaved family for none but those who have passed through such afflictions can realize what it means. He leaves to mourn his untimely and a mother and father, one brother, a wife and sweet baby boy. May God comfort them in this sad hour.
A loved one from them has gone,
A voice they love it stilled,
A place is vacant in that home
that never can be filled.
We trust he's gone to the realms above to the realms of pleasure, peace and love.
~ Pansy.
The Mathews Journal (Mathews, Va.),
Thu, 25 Jul 1912, p5, c3-4
Marshall J. Brownley
Many hearts were made sad and the entire community of Laban was greatly shocked when news reached us that the body of Marshall J. Brownley had been found in Norfolk harbor near the Norfolk and Western dock. He had been missing since Monday night, July 1st, and the last known to see him or two of his shipmates who parted with him that night about 8 o'clock on Main street. He told these young men to carry a package he had purchased down to the steamer where he was employed and that he would be down presently. "He was going in a restaurant to buy a lunch." The next morning he was missing and friends of the deceased searched the city of Norfolk but with no avail in on Thursday the body was found but alas, the life-blood had ceased flow in his young body and his soul was hurled into Eternity perhaps in a moment so to speak.
Marshall or "Bud," as he was usually called was one of the most promising young men of our community. He had been employed in the tugboat business for a number of years and I've lately been promoted as a mate on the sea tug "Triton" where he was employed at the time of the sad catastrophe. It seems that everybody liked "Bud" and had a good word to say for him and those who knew him most loved him best. Always carrying that sunny disposition and frank, open-hearted way, he was beliked by everybody, always having a cheery word to say to his friends as he met them along life's pathway. We miss him, oh, so sadly, and to think he was snatched away as he was, seems too hard to bear, but God is able to sustain all who put their trust in him in these awful hours of sorrow, knowing that we too, sooner or later, must have to pay the same sad debt that he has paid in someway, we know not how. Therefore it behooves us to live so that we will be ready when the summons comes so that we can hear the welcome plaudit, "Well done, good and faithful servant, enter that into the joys of the Lord!" He had not been home since the first of April and little did that wife and mother think that would be the last time they would look into the face of that beloved husband and son, but we cannot tell, for when death the dread destroyer summons us to the other land we have to go. He told his mother on leaving that April morning, not to worry about him, he was going to be a good boy, and not follow bad company, and she says she has reasons to believe he is at rest. What a comfort that must be to her mother heart.
The funeral services were conducted at the home by Rev. J. A. Winn and the last remains laid to rest in " Pear Tree" cemetery. The Juniors and Odd Fellows both – orders of which he was a member - paid their last sad rite at the burial. Our hearts go out in sympathy to the bereaved family for none but those who have passed through such afflictions can realize what it means. He leaves to mourn his untimely and a mother and father, one brother, a wife and sweet baby boy. May God comfort them in this sad hour.
A loved one from them has gone,
A voice they love it stilled,
A place is vacant in that home
that never can be filled.
We trust he's gone to the realms above to the realms of pleasure, peace and love.
~ Pansy.
Thu, 25 Jul 1912, p5, c3-4
Marshall J. Brownley
Many hearts were made sad and the entire community of Laban was greatly shocked when news reached us that the body of Marshall J. Brownley had been found in Norfolk harbor near the Norfolk and Western dock. He had been missing since Monday night, July 1st, and the last known to see him or two of his shipmates who parted with him that night about 8 o'clock on Main street. He told these young men to carry a package he had purchased down to the steamer where he was employed and that he would be down presently. "He was going in a restaurant to buy a lunch." The next morning he was missing and friends of the deceased searched the city of Norfolk but with no avail in on Thursday the body was found but alas, the life-blood had ceased flow in his young body and his soul was hurled into Eternity perhaps in a moment so to speak.
Marshall or "Bud," as he was usually called was one of the most promising young men of our community. He had been employed in the tugboat business for a number of years and I've lately been promoted as a mate on the sea tug "Triton" where he was employed at the time of the sad catastrophe. It seems that everybody liked "Bud" and had a good word to say for him and those who knew him most loved him best. Always carrying that sunny disposition and frank, open-hearted way, he was beliked by everybody, always having a cheery word to say to his friends as he met them along life's pathway. We miss him, oh, so sadly, and to think he was snatched away as he was, seems too hard to bear, but God is able to sustain all who put their trust in him in these awful hours of sorrow, knowing that we too, sooner or later, must have to pay the same sad debt that he has paid in someway, we know not how. Therefore it behooves us to live so that we will be ready when the summons comes so that we can hear the welcome plaudit, "Well done, good and faithful servant, enter that into the joys of the Lord!" He had not been home since the first of April and little did that wife and mother think that would be the last time they would look into the face of that beloved husband and son, but we cannot tell, for when death the dread destroyer summons us to the other land we have to go. He told his mother on leaving that April morning, not to worry about him, he was going to be a good boy, and not follow bad company, and she says she has reasons to believe he is at rest. What a comfort that must be to her mother heart.
The funeral services were conducted at the home by Rev. J. A. Winn and the last remains laid to rest in " Pear Tree" cemetery. The Juniors and Odd Fellows both – orders of which he was a member - paid their last sad rite at the burial. Our hearts go out in sympathy to the bereaved family for none but those who have passed through such afflictions can realize what it means. He leaves to mourn his untimely and a mother and father, one brother, a wife and sweet baby boy. May God comfort them in this sad hour.
A loved one from them has gone,
A voice they love it stilled,
A place is vacant in that home
that never can be filled.
We trust he's gone to the realms above to the realms of pleasure, peace and love.
~ Pansy.
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MARSHALL J. BROUNLEY
BORN APR. 14, 1884
DIED JULY 1, 1912
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