Person Page - 212

     Helen Flanagan is the daughter of Edward McDonald Flanagan and Dollie Lenora Stuart.¹

     James Earl Flanagan is the son of Edward McDonald Flanagan and Dollie Lenora Stuart.^4,3 He married Esther Elizabeth Tate on 30 July 1948 at Dallas, Dallas County, Texas.⁵

     Katherine Juanita Flanagan was born on 10 May 1921 at Dallas, Dallas County, Texas.^1,2 She was the daughter of William Martin Flanagan and Sarah Elizabeth Alsbrook(s).¹ The cause of death for Katherine Juanita Flanagan was lobar pneumonia complicated by bronchitis.¹ She died on 21 May 1922 at Dallas, Dallas County, Texas, at age 1.¹ She was buried on 22 May 1922 at Dallas, Dallas County, Texas.³

     Lorene Flanagan is the daughter of Edward McDonald Flanagan and Dollie Lenora Stuart.¹

     Marguerite G. Flanagan is the daughter of William Odell Flanagan and Grace Mae Abbott.¹

     Mary Kathleen Flanagan is the daughter of William Odell Flanagan and Grace Mae Abbott.¹

     Michael B. Flanagan also went by the name of Micke.⁴ He was born circa 1832 at Ireland.⁵ He married Amanda Jones before 1878.^4,1 He died on 16 September 1897 at Dallas, Dallas County, Texas.^2,3,5
Michael B. Flanagan died of an apparent suicide as reported by the Dallas Morning News on 18 Sep 1897.


Out on Cockrell avenue, near the cotton mills, there is an unpretentious frame building known as the "Cotton Mills Gospel Mission." Every Wednesday and Friday services are held at night and Mr. C. M. Seay preaches to the little flock of worshippers who assemble there.
Last night the mission doors were thrown open at the usual hour and Mr. Seay arrived at about 8 o'clock to conduct services. On the blackboard near the pulpit were written these words:
"Come upstairs, Bro. Seay."
Mr. Seay read the message and hastily ascended the stairway leading to the altar. It was a message from the dead. There, lying at full length upon the floor, with his hands folded across his breast, was M. B. Flanagan, a man 65 years old and a regular attendant at the mission services. Under his head was a pulpit cushion and by his side was a Bible. His coat and shoes were lying on the floor a few feet away. Mr. Seay was horrified. He examined the body and found that death had ensued hours before. A justice of the peace was notified and Undertaker Loudermilk summoned to take charge of the remains. The justice will hold an inquest today and the afternoon the funeral of Flanagan will take place from the First Congregational church.

Mr. Seay knew Flanagan well. He said to a News representative: "Flanagan was a native of Ireland and about 65 years old. He was well educated and has been attending this little mission for several years past. He has a wife and seven children - four boys and three girls, the oldest about 18 years of age. Of late he has not been living at home. I notified the widow this evening, but she did not take charge of the body. The old man was despondent and constantly brooded over his troubles. Last winter he sold papers on the street. He had a room down town and managed to eke out a precarious existance. I saw him three days ago and gave him a piece of money. A lady saw him enter the building Thursday evening. Hew knew that services would be held Friday evening, and so he chalked out the message on the blackboard for me, went upstairs read a few chapters of the holy book and then prepared for death. Well, old age and poverty, combined with physical and mental infirmities, weighed him down, and so he has solved the mystery of mysteries. He often came here to pray and to listen to gospel truths, and the last time he came to die."

The little mission was crowded while this conversation was taking place. A number of women were present and twelve or fifteen boys. Three lads in the crowd were sons of the dead man. One, a boy of 14 years was shedding bitter tears. The others were dry-eyed. The lad who was lamenting the loss of a protector, said, between sobs, that the family came from Rochester, N. Y., four years ago and this is about all he knew of the family history prior to that time. The mother works at the cotton mills and the half-grown children are furnished employment at the same place. Mr. Seay and others who make up the gospel mission congregation, declare that Flanagan was and upright, and law-abiding and God-fearing man, whose life had been filled with downs mostly and very few ups. It is all over now.^5,6

     Priscilla Ann Flanagan is the daughter of Edward McDonald Flanagan and Dollie Lenora Stuart.¹

     Shirley Mae Flanagan is the daughter of Edward McDonald Flanagan and Dollie Lenora Stuart.¹

     William Edward Flanagan is the son of William Odell Flanagan and Grace Mae Abbott.¹