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John Dodson Taylor, Sr., Banker   Leave a comment

AC September 8, 1912, page 3

Above:  An Article from The Atlanta Constitution, September 8, 1912, page 3

Obtained via newspapers.com

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John Dodson Taylor, Sr. (1860-1936), my great-grandfather, was not only an attorney and a judge, but also a banker.

AC, January 15, 1923, page 2

Above:  An Article from The Atlanta Constitution, January 15, 1923, page 2

Obtained via newspapers.com

John Black Whisnant, Sr. (died February 1, 1972), was a son-in-law of John Dodson Taylor, Sr. (1860-1936).

I also see the name of Eugene Stoddard Taylor, Sr. (1890-1944), a son of John Dodson, Sr.

KENNETH RANDOLPH TAYLOR

A Penitent’s Prayer (Luke 18:13)   1 comment

Mea Culpa

Above:  The Congregational Prayer of Confession in Latin, from The CTS New Sunday Missal:  People’s Edition With the New Translation of the Mass (London, England, UK:  Catholic Truth Society, 2011), Page 522

…through my fault, through my fault,

through my grievous fault….

Image Source = Kenneth Randolph Taylor

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O God, be merciful to me;

Hear Thou a penitent’s sad plea:

I lift my sin-stained heart to Thee–

O God, be merciful to me.

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Unworthy of Thy lightest grace

I dare not lift unto Thy face

My eyes,–but from this far-off place

Cry, God be merciful to me.

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My doom is just, I have no claim

To mercy, save in Jesus’ name,

For me he bore the sin and shame,

O God, be merciful to me.

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He paid the price on Calvary,

My shackled soul from sin to free,

This is my one, my only plea,

O God, be merciful to me.

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Hark! Hark! Within a still, small voice,

“Because thou has made me thy choice,

Thou art forgiv’n.”–my soul rejoice,

For God is merciful to me.

NELLIE SEGUIN FOX BARRETT

GAINESVILLE, GEORGIA

1925

Obituary of Jesse T. Jolly, 1917   Leave a comment

AC September 18, 1917

Above:  The Obituary, from The Atlanta Constitution, September 18, 1917

Obtained via newspapers.com

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John Dodson Taylor, Sr. (1860-1936) was my great-grandfather.

Members of The Independent Order of Odd Fellows, as their website says, give “aid to others without recognition.”

KENNETH RANDOLPH TAYLOR

Emory Boys   Leave a comment

Glenn Memorial Church

Above:  Glenn Memorial United Methodist Church, on the Campus of Emory University, Decatur, Georgia

Image in the Public Domain

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Dedicated to the Emory Boys

O who are we?  Why don’t you know?

Stop, look, and listen!  Ere you go

Your eyes and ears will tell you so,

We’re Emory boys!  We’re Emory boys!

Chorus:

Emory boys! We’re Emory boys!

Although much work our time employs,

School days for us hold many joys.

We’re Emory boys! We’re Emory boys!

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The gold and blue we proudly wear,

And scatter sunshine everywhere:

Stop, look, and listen! Take you share

From Emory boys! From Emory boys!

Chorus

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In years to come, when we’re a host

That’s spread abroad from coast to coast,

Stop. look, and listen! ‘Tis our boast:

We’re Emory Boys! We’re Emory boys!

Chorus

NELLIE SEGUIN FOX BARRETT

GAINESVILLE, GEORGIA

1923

WRITTEN AT THE REQUEST OF RANDOLPH WINBURN BARRETT (1905-?)

John Dodson Taylor, Sr., in Politics (II)   Leave a comment

AC August 30, 1908, page 6 I

Above:  An Excerpt from The Atlanta Constitution, August 30, 1908, page 6

Obtained via newspapers.com

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John Dodson Taylor, Sr. (1860-1936), my great-grandfather, sat on the Executive Committee.

AC August 30, 1908, page 6 II

AC August 30, 1908, page 6 III

AC August 30, 1908, page 6 IV

KENNETH RANDOLPH TAYLOR

The Gold and Blue   Leave a comment

Glenn Memorial Church

Above:  Glenn Memorial United Methodist Church, on the Campus of Emory University, Decatur, Georgia

Image in the Public Domain

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Dedicated to the Emory Boys

‘Neath a vaulted sky of sapphire,

Set in the sunlight’s gold,

Where the soughing pine trees whisper,

Weird tales and legends old;

In the very heart of Georgia,

‘Mid scenes most fair to see,

Stands our honored Alma Mater,

Our beloved Emory.

Chorus:

O Emory, fair Emory,

Thy loyal sons and true,

Thy colors bright, hail with delight,

Hail! Hail! The Gold and Blue.

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For her colors she has borrowed

The sunbeams’ golden light,

Placed it on a deep blue pennant

Filched from a starlit night;

And although afar we scatter,

In memory still we’ll view

The stately halls of Emory,

And hail the Gold and Blue.

Chorus

NELLIE SEGUIN FOX BARRETT

GAINESVILLE, GEORGIA

1923

WRITTEN AT THE REQUEST OF RANDOLPH WINBURN BARRETT (1905-?)

John Dodson Taylor, Sr., in Politics (I)   Leave a comment

AC June 9, 1898, page 4 I

Above:  A Headline from The Atlanta Constitution, June 9, 1898, page 4

Obtained via newspapers.com

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John Dodson Taylor, Sr. (1860-1936), my great-grandfather, was a delegate from Chattooga County.

KENNETH RANDOLPH TAYLOR

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AC June 9, 1898, page 4 II

AC June 9, 1898, page 4 III

AC June 9, 1898, page 4 IV

AC June 9, 1898, page 4 V

AC June 9, 1898, page 4 VI

AC June 9, 1898, page 4 VII

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We Belong to Jesus   Leave a comment

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Above:  But With Her Babe Upon Her Knee, By Florence Edith Storer

Image Source = Library of Congress

(http://www.loc.gov/pictures/collection/cai/item/2010718385/)

Reproduction Number = LC-USZC4-2669

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O we belong to Jesus,

With all our hearts we love

Him who a little baby

Came from his home above.

And when he grew to manhood,

He loved the children so,

That in his arms he took them,

His blessing to bestow.

Chorus:

Yes, we belong to Jesus,

We’ll live for him above,

And tell the old, old story

Of Jesus and his love.

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But there are little children

At home and o’er the sea

Who do not know the story–

For them we make our plea;

To them we give our pennies,

And though our gifts are small,

We know the dear Lord Jesus

Will bless and use them all.

Chorus

NELLIE SEGUIN FOX BARRETT

GAINESVILLE, GEORGIA

1923

WRITTEN FOR THE PRADLEROLL CHILDREN OF ST. PAUL METHODIST EPISCOPAL CHURCH, SOUTH, TO SING AT THE DISTRICT RALLY DAY EXERCISES

Book Notice, 1883   Leave a comment

AC December 12, 1883, page 3 I

Above:  An Excerpt from The Atlanta Constitution, December 12, 1883, page 3

Obtained via newspapers.com

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My great-grandfather, John Dodson Taylor, Sr. (1860-1936), published a volume of poetry (most of the contents of which I have added to this weblog) in 1883.  The “Book Notices” column of the December 12, 1883, issue of The Atlanta Constitution included a mention of that volume.

AC December 12, 1883, page 3 II

KENNETH RANDOLPH TAYLOR

The Lord’s Bond-Slave   Leave a comment

Christ Pantocrator

Above:  Christ Pantocrator

Image in the Public Domain

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EDITOR’S NOTE:

My copy of Songs from a Parsonage Kitchen is a printout of a PDF version of photocopies of the original.  The right margin of some pages in my copy is such that I have cut-off names and other words.  Thus I know that my great-grandmother wrote this text in Augusta, Georgia, in January 1914, based on a sermon based on the text, “The love of Christ constrains me.”  Yet I do not know the preacher’s last name.  His title was “Dr.,” his initials were P. P., and the first letter of his last name was “A.”  The second letter was either “b” or “l.”  That is as much as I can discern.

KENNETH RANDOLPH TAYLOR

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I am thy bond-slave, Lord,

Made so by thy great love

That spared not e’en thine only Son,

But sent him from above

To ransom captive man,

Free him from Satan’s thrall,

Offer to him salvation’s cup,

And bid him on thee call.

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The love of Christ constrains

My grateful heart to prove

The cleansing power of his blood

While here on earth I move.

And when from scenes of earth

My soul shall wing its flight,

Still I thy happy bond-slave, Lord,

Will be in realms of light.

NELLIE SEGUIN FOX BARRETT

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This post #850 of TAYLOR FAMILY POEMS AND FAMILY HISTORY WRITINGS.

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