Obituary Record

Clarence C. Clemens, a resident of Bay St. Louis for over a year, a man whose acquaintanceship was always desirable, met with a horrible death last week.

"Clemens", as he was familiarly called, while in this city was an attachee of the typographical department of the Gulf Coast Progress. The following from the McComb City, Miss. enterprise tells of the accident, and will be read with much sorrow by those who knew him:

On Tuesday morning a horrible accident occurred in the North yard of the I. C. R. R. Co. here. At about 4 'oclock a. m., while some switchmen were at work in the North yard they discovered the mangled remains of a white man upon the track. Coroner R. B. May was notified and an investigation was began, and it seemed for a while it would be impossible to identify the man as there were no papers on his body which would identify him; however by a close investigation it was discovered that he was a printer and had been at work at Amite City for Mr. W. H. McClendon. Mr. McClendon was at once notified and it was then learned

that his name was C. C. Clemens, a resident of Chester, Ills. His remains were then taken up, it being necessary to use a shovel. The remains were then put in a coffin and prepared for shipment to his home. The jury of inquest found that he came to his death by being run over by freight train N. 52 going north, about 8 o'clock a.m. It is supposed that he was on the train and fell between the cars or fell while getting on. Mr. McClendon came up to McComb and immediately identified the remains and took charge. This was a sad case indeed, a young man apparently about 28 years of age far from home meets his death in a most horrible manner.

Extracted from his home paper, the Chester Clarion:

To those who knew Clarence Clemens in life the news of his sudden death came as a sorrowing shock. His was a roving and careless nature, content to let the morrow take care of itself, caring not for the accumulation of this world's goods; of a kind, generous and happy disposition he mad many friends, and his death will make many a heartache.

Source: Sea Coast Echo 08-27-1897