NameNellie Davis
Birth31 Oct 1902, Pennsylvania
Death12 Nov 1915, Essex County, Virginia
Burial14 Nov 1915, Essex County, Virginia; apparently relocated to Buck Valley Methodist Church Cemetery, Buck Valley, Fulton County, Pennsylvania
Cause of deathTuberculosis
Documentation
On 12 November 1915, Nellie Davis died in Rappahannock District, Essex County, Virginia. She was female; white; age 13 years, 12 months; born in Pennsylvania; father Madison Davis, born in Virginia; mother Mary L. Hendershot, born in Buck Valley, Pennsylvania; informant Robert S. Davis of Upright, Virginia; attended by physician from June to 12 November; cause of death pulmonary tuberculosis; burial on 14 November 1915 in Essex County, Virginia. [Certificate of Death, Commonwealth of Virginia, 27927.] [However, a grave site exists in Buck Valley, Pennsylvania.]
Irene Louise Kopp Moore says that is was Nellie who “brought tuberculosis into the family.”
Pearl Irene Davis Kopp remembers the day Nellie died: “Nellie was about my age. They had three children, uncle Matt and aunt Mary. They had three, two of them died. One died when it was born, first born. And then the other little girl lived to be about three, I guess. She died. So Nellie lived to be about… I think Nellie was about 14, 16, somewhere along there, when she died. You know, the funniest… We were sitting on the stair steps playing paper dolls, with paper dolls, we usually cut out. Take the old Sears catalogs, you know, and cut out women and children. And play paper dolls with them. And she, uh, we were on the stairway, and she had her house, up about two or three steps, you know, and I was down lower on the stair steps. We had our little houses furnished with furniture. We cut out bedroom furniture, living room furniture, kitchen furniture. Put our dolls, momma and the children all in it. We had more fun! And we were there playing with those things. She said to me, ‘Oh, I’m so tired, I'm going up and lie down.’ And she got up and walked up the rest of the stairs to her bed, and got on it. And aunt Mary said, ‘Oh, my, she's gone. She's gone.’ And I went up there, and she was lying there, you know, just as white… She was really gone. She died that quick. Imagine? Can you imagine just walking up a couple of steps, across the floor, lie down. Gone. Not a sound. That's not a bad way to go! She was 13, 14, I don't know. Maybe not that old.”