All of this is from Wyndham Clampett . John was born on February 28, 1797 in Asheboro, Randolph County, North Carolina and married Elizabeth ("Polly") Swindell on July 5, 1816 in Randolph County. John died on February 3, 1896 in Montgomery Township, Franklin County, Ohio. He is buried in Alton, Ohio. Elizabeth is the daughter of Robert Swindell and Sara ------. She was born on July 10, 1795 in Hyde County, North Carolina, died on September 17, 1874 in Huntinton County, Indiana, and was buried in 1874 in Good Cemetary in Warren, Indiana. From the Warren Independent dated February 16, 1896: BEGIN John H. Swaim, son of Christopher C. and Sarah Swaim, was born in Randolph county, North Carolina, February 28th, 1797; deceased February 3rd, 1896, age 90 years, 11 months and 5 days. He was married to Elizabeth Swindel, July 16th, 1816. To this union was born nine children, as follows: Mahala, Robert, Charity, Simeon, Sarah, Nancy, Zebedee, Franklin, and Cynthia. Four of these are still living, as follows; Robert, Sarah, Nancy and Cynthia, together with a number of grandchildren. His wife preceded him some twenty-two years. Her remains lie at rest in the Good cemetery, near Warren, together with those of Mahala, Charity, Simeon and Franklin. When at Warren, last spring, he visited the cemetery and the grave of the companion of his youth, and wept bitter tears of repentance. It was the desire of his heart that when he died he should be laid by the side of her. His last birthday was spent at Warren with his four living children; which was as he expressed it, "glory hallelujah". His desire was to remain at Warren with his children the balance of his life but he was here by permission of the court which gave him a months furlough, at the expiration of which he had to be returned by those who had him in charge. This account may seem strange to many, indeed his life was a romantic one. Many years ago, in his far off southern home surrounded by a happy family he become involved by going security for different parties who proved false to him, and being a man of business qualifications, he sought other climes to raise the money in to liquidate the claims that had came against him. He succeeded but when he went back to his old home he found strangers in possession and his family gone. He then became a wanderer up and down the earth. His last sickness was inflammatory rheumatism. He was tenderly taken care of by Mrs. Flanagan and family, at his home, near West Jefferson, Ohio. This family has the kindliest thanks of his children and friends for the care taken of him in his last illness. Funeral services were held at the house, conducted by Rev. A. F. Hixson, of the M. E. church. He took for his text, the 39th, Psalm: "My days is as an handbreadth and mine age is as nothing before thee. He heapeth up riches and knoweth not who shall b gather them". The remains were taken to West Jefferson and place in a vault, by order of the guardian. The writer of this sketch was moved with emotion as he brushed the gray locks back from the forehead that covered a massive brain, and dropped a silent tear as he remembered the many friends scattered over the land. END