Horace J. Miller

June 28, 1913
Savannah Tribune

When God made known to Hezekiah, the young king of Israel, his approaching death, the king sighed from the depth of his heart saying: "What in the middle of my days, am I to descend to the gates of death? Is my life to be cut like the thread by the weaver whilst I am at the very start? Thus might have exclaimed young Horace J. Miller when inexorable death called on him at the young age of 28 years.

He was married to his affectionate wife, Miss Bonnie White, teacher of St-Anthony's Catholic school on last September. They were living their days in a truly Christian union, in peace and harmony and earnest work. He was carefully attending to his business as inspector and had advanced to the position of assistant superintendent of the collectors. His free time he passed usefully and agreeably by painting ensigns, pictures and landscapes, for which he had a singular taste and talent, whilst his affectionate wife did all to make their newly built beautiful home a cozy corner, a "Home sweet home." Both were a true edification by their most regular attending Sunday after Sunday, morning and evening to their religious duties at St. Anthony's Catholic Church and not a little share was due them for the steady growth of that young congregation. The funeral service will take place at St. Anthony's tomorrow Sunday at 4:30 p. m. and start thereafter for Laurel Grove Cemetery. The earnest prayers of all the congregation ascend to heaven to implore eternal peace and light on his immortal soul.