Nimrod Kuykendall

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Obituary- Kuykendall, Nimrod

Obituary.
Capt. Nimrod Kuykendall died at his home in this city Thursday morning, June 4, aged 81 years. He was born in Pendleton county, Virginia, May 21st, 1815, but for several years has resided in Rossville township. On September 15th, 1836, he was united in marriage to Miss Catherine Zickefoose, daughter of Sampson Zickefoose and sister to P.H. Zickefoose of this place. When he was 19 years of age he joined the Methodist church, to which he adhered some 25 years, after which he connected himself with the United Brethren church, of which he was ever after a member. He possessed deep religious convictions and great earnestness of purpose. During a large part of his religious career he held important and responsible positions in the church, and his pecuniary resources were freely used in helping to build churches and maintain stated services. His mind was a very active and fruitful one, and during the prime of his days he could readily clothe his ideas with words. He entered the army in 1861 and continued to serve his country to the end of the war. He was Captain of company K, West Virginia Volunteers.

Funeral services were held in the Methodist church Friday afternoon. The sermon was preached by Rev. R.E. Hill, of Topeka, who took his text from Rev. XXII:5: - "And there shall be no night there; and they need no candle, neither light of the sun; for the Lord God giveth them light; and they shall reign for ever and ever."

A large number of the deceased veteran's former comrades assembled to pay their final tribute of respect to the departed one and manifest their sympathy with Mrs. Kuykendall and other relatives who mourned the death of a tender husband and father and a worthy exemplar.

His remains were tenderly lowered to their last resting place by members of the Grand Army.

A good man has gone from among us. The following verses fitly describe the peaceful passing away of such an one:
How blest the righteous when he dies!
When sinks a weary soul to rest,
How mildly beam the closing eyes!
How gently heaves th' expiring breast!

A holy quiet reigns around,
A calm which life nor death destroys;
And naught disturbs that peace profound
Which his unfettered soul enjoys.

Life's [illegible] or done, as sinks the clay,
Light from its load the spirit flies,
While heaven and earth combine to say,
"How blest the righteous when he dies!"

[From The Rossville Times, 12 Jun 1896]