Surnames: JOHNSTON SPENCER HEASLETT BAXTER

----Source: HUMBIRD ENTERPRISE (Humbird, Clark County, Wis.) 05/14/1910

Johnston, David (1841? - 8 May 1910)

Mr. David Johnston of the town of Cleveland, Jackson Co., Wis. died Sunday night after an illness of but a few hours. About five o'clock in the afternoon he was stricken and passed away just after midnight. Paralysis was the cause of his death. Mr. Johnston was 68 years of age, and was a native of Quebec, Canada. He came to Neillsville, Clark County in 1868, and on April 13, 1875, was united in marriage with Miss Myra Elizabeth Spencer of the town of Cleveland, and has resided on his farm since.

Mr. Johnston leaves his wife, two daughters, Mamie and Ollie, to mourn his death, besides three brothers, William and Sam of Neillsville, George in Missouri, two sisters, Mrs. Anna Heaslett of Lake Mills, and Mrs. Baxter of Hillsboro, N.D.

The funeral was held on Wednesday afternoon at the late home of the deceased, conducted by Rev. A. E. Smith, and the interment was in the Garden Valley Cemetery. Many old friends and neighbors were present to pay their tribute of respect and offer their sympathies to the bereaved ones.

The relatives from away who attended the funeral were the two brothers, three nieces, brother-in-law and nephew from Neillsville.

The life long career of the deceased marked him among his acquaintances, as a man of well known honesty and sterling integrity; his was a peaceful, uneventful life, devoid of ostentatious display, being a man of deeds rather than of word. He was not an aggressive person, being singularly unaffected by that grasping and sordid spirit which unfortunately seems to prevail in this age, so cruelly disregarding the rights and feelings of others. Mr. Johnston lived his life and has gone to his death we believe, without an enemy.

In the family circle a loving, kind, indulgent husband and father, whose every act evinced his tender solicitude for the welfare and happiness of its members. As his body was laid to rest in the silent city of the dead, the pangs of loss and parting of his assembled relatives and friends were softened by the thought that in pausing over the volumes of memories past, the record of no unkind word or deed married his life and no marble shaft was needed to perpetuate the memory of his life and character.