Indian Mound Cemetery - Notable People Interred at Indian Mound Cemetery

Notable People Interred At Indian Mound Cemetery

  • Stephen Ailes (1912–2001), United States Secretary of the Army
  • William Armstrong (1782–1865), United States House Representative from Virginia
  • John Rinehart Blue (1905–1965), West Virginia House Delegate from Hampshire County
  • Edna Brady Cornwell (1868–1958), First Lady of West Virginia
  • John Jacob Cornwell (1867–1953), 15th Governor of West Virginia
  • Marshall S. Cornwell (1871–1898), newspaper editor and publisher, poet, and author
  • Dr. William Henry Foote (1794–1869), Presbyterian clergyman and historian
  • John Jeremiah Jacob (1757–1839), first ordained Methodist minister in Hampshire County
  • John Jeremiah Jacob (1829–1893), 4th Governor of West Virginia
  • George Preston Marshall (1896–1969), owner and president of the Washington Redskins
  • Gilbert Proctor Miller (1866–1927), orchardist; founder of Hampshire County's fruit industry
  • George William Washington (1809–1876), gentleman farmer and diarist

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