Uncle Jack Eastham Passes Away at Admiral

W. E. Gilliland, editor and founder of The Baird Star, Uncle Jack Eastham Passes Away at Admiral
Newspaper

Comments

1924 Calendar has 27 Apr on a Sunday.
I am assuming that he counted the days between Mollie and Jack's deaths wrong, and I am trusting the tombstone (which shows 34 days difference).

The survivor's list appears correct, with Agnes and Robert having died earlier.

W. E. G. => W. E. Gilliland (editor)

Mrs. F. L. Walter => Lula D. Eastham
E. O. Eastham => Oscar Edwin Eastham (odd to reverse the order)
T. W. Eastham => Thomas Wayne Eastham
Misses Alice => Alice Minerva Eastham
and May Eastham => Virginia Mae Eastham
E. P. => Francis Pinkney Eastham (he uses E.P. twixe, odd)
W. B. Eastham => William Blanks Eastham Sr.
Mrs. Lillian Wright => Lillian N. Eastham

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UNCLE JACK EASTHAM PASSES AWAY AT ADMIRAL.

Jack Eastham died at his home near Admiral Sunday night, April 27th.
The funeral was held at the Admiral Baptist Church Tuesday afternoon, services being conducted by Rev. R. A. Williams, of Abilene, and interment made in the Admiral cemetery by the new made grave of his wife who preceeded him to the grave only thirty-three days.
He is survived by four sons and four doughters, all of whom were present at the funeral.
They children are: Mrs. F. L. Walter and E. O. Eastham, of Baird; T. W. Eastham, Misses Alice and May Eastham, of Admiral; E. P. and W. B. Eastham of Mangum Oklahoma, and Mrs. Lillian Wright, of Big Spring.
E. P. and W. B. Eastham and the later's son, Ollie, drove through in a car.
Miss Dona Wright accompanied her mother from Big Springs.
Jack Eastham was born in Washington county, Texas, June 21, 1842 while Texas was yet an Independent Republic.
He came to Callahan county and settled near Admiral about 43 years ago.
He was a member of the Baptist Church and of Baird Lodge No. 271, I. O. O. F. by which order he was buried, H. Schwarts having charge of the funeral arrangements.
As mentioned in The Star at the time of Mrs. Eastham's death, Jack Eastham and the editor of The Star were both born in Washington county and both grew to manhood in that grand old county, which has natives scattered all over Texas, as Washington was among the first counties settled west of the Trinity river.
The Declaration of Independence was signed in the old town of Washington on the Brazos river.
The first state capitol was also in Washington county.
My family and Capt. Calude and Jack Buster, two noble old pioneers of Texas, and uncles of Jack Eastham, were close friends in the early days of the Texas Republic, which friendship lasted as long as they lived.
The old Texas pioneers are dead and gone and their children yet living have passed the allotted age of man.
Big heared, brave and true the present genreaetion knows nothing personally of the trials and hardships or the sterling qualities of manhood and womanhood of these old Texas pioneers.
I know and Jack Eastham knew them because we were born and reared among them.
Not all Texas pioneers were saints by any means, and we would not try to make anyone believe they were, but a great majority were honest, upright, brave, and generous.
Strangers were always welcome in their homes and without charge.
The late Dr. J. D. Windham and Sam Cutbirth, Sr. were typical pioneer Texans.
Once could rarely go to either of these homes without finding company, often strangers, who stopped over for a few days rest.
There were others, but I only mnetion these two, who served their day and generation well and passed on.
Little did I think when I wrote the account of Mrs. Easthams death in March that I would ahve to record the death of my old friend so soon, and I tender sincere sympathy to their children and releatives.
The best consolation I can offer is that you so live that you too may be prepared, as they were prepared, to meet the inevitable doom of all mankind.
No one knows what a day may bring forth, and none of us have a promise of life beyond the present moment.
This does no mean that we ever should have the thought of death before us.
God wants all his children to be happy and there is no reason why a real true christian should not always be happy.
The idea is to so live that we will be ready when death calls us.

W. E. G.