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James Madison Miller
29 Mar 1846 – 15 Dec 1918
| Birth | 29 Mar 1846 |
| Death | 15 Dec 1918 |
| Cemetery | Minden City Cemetery Minden , Webster Parish , Louisiana , USA |
| Added by | RWS on 20 Mar 2015 |
| FaG | https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/125536068 |
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The Webster Signal Minden, La Dec. 20, 1918 J.M. MILLER ANSWERS ROLL CALL ______ Stricken While Speaking for Red Cross at Heflin And Dies Shortly Afterward. ______ Stricken at Heflin Sunday afternoon about 3 o'clock, J.M. Miller died at his home that night in the 73rd year of his age. In company with his daughter, Mrs. J.J. Holmes and Messrs. Wood Brown and J.R. Crumpton, he had gone to Heflin to speak in the interest of the Red Cross drive in which he was so intensely interested. He was in the midst of his talk when he was stricken by the rupture of a blood vessel on the brain. He had just related the incident of the Good Samaritan administering to the needs of a suffering stranger whom he found on the wayside, and as he uttered these words to his honors(?), "Go then and do likewise," he became un-(illegible) and sank to the floor. He never spoke again. He rapidly grew weaker and after a brief period of a few hours, his spirit went home to the God who gave it birth, and J.M. Miller was no more. To recount the life and acts of J.M. Miller would be to give a history of the development and growth of Webster Parish and the town of Minden. When a mere boy he offered his services to the Southern Confederacy, and did his part as nobly and bravely in was as he was ever known to do in times of peace. The struggle ended, he came home a disappointed, but not a discouraged man. Beginning as most men then had to begin without a dollar in the world, he resolutely set his hand and brain to the task of providing a suitable competence for a home and a family, and in helping his fellowmen in the larger task of creating and molding public thought in the interest of wise and economic laws for the government of the people. As President of the Police Jury, as president of Parish school Board, as a member of the Town Council, and as the head of many public enterprises which had to do with the financial, moral, civic or political welfare of the country, he proved himself a wise and capable leader. No citizen ever lived here who exerted a wider and more lasting influence for good that J.M. Miller. He was to be found in the forefront of every good cause. He was not a man who now and then did big brilliant things. His real greatness lay in the performance of countless acts which made men better and the world a brighter place in which to live. But he lived so quietly and peacefully and worked so smoothly, so continuously, so consistently, day in and day out, that the true greatness of the man was scarcely realized to its fullest extent by his most ardent admirers. Though a devout christian and a man of gentle manners and sympathetic nature, his hatred of shame and hypocrisy and outward sins in every form was so deep and sincere, he frequently used a boldness of speech which no man could misinterpret. Like most men, he possessed moral convictions but unlike few of us he expressed them freely. If a thing was good he wanted to help it along by speaking in favor of it. If the thing was wrong, he thought the best way to right it was to let the world know it was wrong. When J.M. Miller died he was not thinking of death. He did not have to. He was doing a better thing; he was thinking of living. He was only concerned about how he should live, not how he should die. He needed no preparation. He had already given fifty years of thought and prayer and consecration and sacrifice and self denial, of devotion and tender ministration to wife and children, had loved God and had acted the part of the good samaritan to the widow and the orphan these many years, he needed no respite to atone for unrequited wrongs. "God touched him with His finger and he slept," but not until a beautiful life was lived, and a noble example of patient fidelity to truth and faith were given to enrich our lives and steady us in the path of rectitude and holy living. Not until visions of a heavenly life in Jesus Christ had cheered and illuminated the valley of shadows. And now that he sleeps, memory takes up the golden harp of life, and smiting the strings finds that his virtues melt into music. As we stood beside his open grave when the sun was trimmed with gorgeous rosy hue, in fancy we could see this great and good man whom we loved few other men, not with a vision of death's cold shroud of sorrow and despair, but smiling upon us from the sunset halo that marks God's farewell to the day smiling with all the well remembered grace and fervor of his knightly manhood, love and devotion, and saying to us: "The sunset but speaks feebly of the glories of... Another day. All is well." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Parental links provided by Robert Braselton .
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- Melton Wilson Miller 1827–1867
- Telitha Miller Greer 1828–1911
- Simon Burton Miller 1829–1897
- Austin Miller 1830–1863
- Morris Miller 1832–1912
- Josiah Wilson Miller 1835–1909
- Elizabeth "Beth" Miller Culpepper 1837–1907
- Catharine Miller 1839–1844
- George B Miller 1843–1902
Children
- Robert Burnett Miller 1867–1935 FaG
- Ellis Miller 1868–1872 FaG
- Nettie Miller Holmes 1870–1960 FaG
- Ernest Miller 1873–1875 FaG
- Annie Miller Mims 1874–1948 FaG
- Viola Miller Scott 1877–1948 FaG
- Stella Miller Roberts 1879–1961 FaG
- Thomas Fay Miller 1881–1883 FaG
- James Floyd Miller 1881–1941 FaG
- Bertha Miller Ahlers 1890–1944 FaG
- Marie Miller Cupples 1894–1978 FaG
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