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Title: Obituaries Williamsport In. Warren Review- Thursday August 27, 1891 Edition
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The people were greatly surprised and saddened by the intelligence, Tuesday morning that our fellow citizen, Samuel Smith, had died of prostatites at 7 o'clock Monday evening. Mr. Smith had been a sufferer from Bright's disease for sometime past, but was so much better up to last Wednesday, that he was thought to be rapidly recovering. Wednesday the 19th inst., he suffered a relapse and sank rapidly into death, which occured at 7 o'clock p.m. Monday. He was called from the field of usefulness just in the prime of life, being only 45 years, 4 months and 14 days of age, and leaves a wife, with whom he was only permitted to spend a little over six years of married life, and a little daughter about two years old, and a large circle of friends, all of which have the strongest sympathies of our entire people in this hour of trial, to mourn his death. Mr. Smith was born April 10th, 1846 in Clinton County, Ohio, where he lived until the fall of 1851 when he accompanied his parents to this county. They settled in the vicinity of Walnut Grove. In 1863 they mnoved to what is now known as the Philip Gemmer farm between this place and Attica, where he resided until 1874, when he moved to what is known as thier prairie farm, near the Benton line, in Prairie Township. During the time of his residence upon the prairie farm, he taught school during the winter months, farming during the rest of the year, and was considered one of the best teachers in the county. In 1884 he again took up his residence in this city being employed in the city school where he was a most successful teacher. He was united in marriage to Miss Ella R. Chandler, May 27, 1885, with whom he has since lived most happily. To them a little daughter, now two years old, was born. Upon the election of Isaiah Smith, his brother, Samuel became deputy, a position he filled with great credit to the close of his brother's administartion, last June. Although not a member of any church, he possessed one of the strongest moral characters and was one of the most even-tempered men we ever knew. It is safe to say that he died without leaving an enemy. The funeral services were conducted by the Rev. Wilmer, the officiating clergyman at his marriage, and were held at the family residence on Fall Street at 10 o'clock Wednesday morning, after which the large concourse of friends repaired to Hillside Cemetery where the remains were laid to silent rest until the resurrection call. Little Kate Pfiefer, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Jacob Pfiefer, died at the family residence in this place at 7 o'clock Tuesday evening of brain fever, after an illness of about three weeks. Little Kate, as she was familiarly known, was almost six yeaers old and her death will be keenly felt by her paretns, who almost idolized her, and by all who knew her. The funeral services take place at the family residence today at 10 o'clock, conducted by Rev. Wm Wilmer assisted by Rev. T.E. Webb, after which interment will be made in Hillside Cemetery. John Gass, ex-mayor of Attica, and a pioneer of Warren County, died at his home in Attica Monday morning. Mr. Gass was an uncle of James Anderson of this place and at the time of his death, was about 82 years old, his death resulting from old age and general debility. The funeral services conducted by the Rev. Wilmer and Rev. Ogden were held at 2 p.m. Tuesday at the family residence in Attica and interment took place at Riverside Cemetery. Mrs. Catharine Simmerman, the aged mother of the Simmerman boys, died at the home of her son-in-law, John Rice, near the Hunter Springs, Tuesday at 1 p.m. of dropsy. She was generally known as Aunt Catharine and was the mother of eighteen children. The funeral took place at the residence of Mr. Rice Wednesday, interment being made at the Chenoworth Cemetery. William Waldrip, an old and respected citizen of Attica, and a pioneer of Fountain County, died at his hime in Attica Friday evening, and the funeral services, conducted by Rev. Ogden, were held Sunday at 10 o'clock at the M.E. Church, interment being made in Riverside Cemetery. Willie May Brown Galber, a resident of Vermillion County, Ind. and sister of C.P. Brown of Warren County died August 9, 1891. She had been a constant sufferer with consumption for the past six months. She was 18 years, 3 months and 11 days old at the time of her death. May was an obedient and good child having resided with her parents in Kentucky and Vermillion County, Ill., until the 20th of March 1890, at which time she was married to George L. Galbert of Vermillion County, Ind., she then being sixteen years of age. Consumption did its work rapidly and surely. She was much attached to her husband and infant daughter, Daisy, and her home. She often said, "If I were well, I would be the happiest woman in the world." She suffered much the last few weeks of her life here; her concern was not so much for herself, but for her babe and husband. She passed away on the date stated, surrounded by many neighbors and friends, who had done all that could be done to alleviate her sufferings. She expressed a desire in life to be buried in the Baptist Cemetery near Howard Chapel, Vermillion County, Ind. The funeral was preached by Rev. Reader of State Line to a large concourse of relatives and friends. May united with the church when but a child twelve years of age and has lived a Christian life ever since. But her sun has set to us, her spirit has gone to the land of the wondrous fair, where the jeweled gates stand ajar to the summoned, redeemed, sanctified, glorified, and those that have washed their robes white in the blood of the lamb. To the friends left behind we need not grieve after her, as we look at the vacant chair she used to fill. We need not feel that God has dealt unjustly with us; though it is hard to do; but say, "not my will, but thine be done." Look up to God; look at his goodness, his mercy, his justice and to his truth. Think of the blessedness she is enjoying today. She was prepared to die. Tell me not she is dead, she is alive forever more. She is living the pure life, and dwelling in the fair abode of the spirit land. There she lives to bless others, and to bless us. The jewel in the casket has taken its flight, but it is somewhere in the abode of pure spirits, into which the pure of all ages gather, and where the sweet angels' voices sing, "Gathering home, one by one," and where the grand, the good, and the true will sing praises to God and the Lamb forever. There, she is safely and eternally gathered. John T. Nail was born in Muskingum Co., Ohio, near Zanesville, Oct. 5th 1825. He died in Attica, Fountain County, Ind., Aug. 24th, 1891, being 66 years of age at the time of his death. He has been a constant sufferer for several years of this dreaded disease, but has born it patiently and well, trying at all times to avoid giving the dear ones around him a sorrowful thought on his account, but rather to detract such. Mr. Nail had almost reached the allotted age of three score and ten, when called from the known realities of this life, to the unknown realities of the life to come. He was married in 1854 to Miss Nancy Thornbrough, who was a loving and most faithful companion for 37 years. To this union five children were born; the living are Mollie, Clara, and Will of Steuben Township. Mr. Nail was among the earliest citizens of Marshfield, coming here in 1866. He expressed himself as ready and willing to go when called, feeling as none but the true and fearless Christian can, that there is hope beyond the grave. Mr. Nail was united with the M.E. Church in Marshfield in 1869, and lived a consistent Christian life ever since. As a husband and father, he was liberal, kind and affectionate; as a friend, he was true and steadfast; as a citizen, he was loyal and patriotic; as a man, he was honorable and just in all his dealings; as a Christian, he was ever faithful and never forgot to reverence the God who gave him his being; and his exemplary life leads me to repeat his dying words, "Jesus can make the death bed as soft as down." The aged form of the father now sleeps in Riverside cemetery, Fountain County, Indiana, where his memory will be reverenced by his children and many friends as long as life lasts. The love that survives the tomb is one of the noblest attributes of the soul. If it has the woes, it has likewise the soul. If it has the woes, it has likewise its delights, and when the overwhelming burst of grief is calmed into the gentle tears of recollection, then our sudden anguish and convulsive agony over the present ruins of those we so much loved, may soften away into the present thought on all that they were during the days of their loveliness. There is a voice from the tomb sweeter than any song, there is a rememberance of the dead to which we turn even from the charms of the living, and hope tells us that we shall be united to them again in that blessed realm. We behold in its Savior an example of meek submission. From his sympathy with the dying race, he agonized beneath the burden of human woe. Died at his father's residence Monday, Aug. 10, of Bright's disease of the bladder, Curtis C. Jones, aged thirty-four years, two months and eighteen days. He has been a constant suffer for a year and last fall went to Chicago to be examined, but the doctors there giving him no encouragement, he decided to go to Rensselaer and put himself under the treatment of a physician there, but grew worse all the time. He was brought home on the 9th ist., by a special train, and seemed to stand the trip well, but expred the day following as he only wanted to see "home." Curt was a graduate of the Attica High School, finishing the course in 1879. He was married soon afterwards to Fannie Martindale, and has since been farming near the old homestead, He too an active part in local politics, and although not a member of any church he contributed liberally to the support of Christianity. He leaves a wife and two children to mourn his liss, and a host of friends, as the day of the funeral showed. Interment was made at the Martindale Cemetery conducted by the K.P. Lodge of Pine Village, of which he was a member. Only those who have sustained a similar loss can sympathize with the friends. He was a true husband and devoted father. No higher eulogy can be pronounced upon any person. Truly the great central sun of the household has set, and the littleones and the mother must look to someone else for succor. It cannot be any more a "Home, Sweet Home," but then "to enable our feet in the next day's march, to climb up that golden ridge, we must all lie down for one night's rest, inside the vocered bridge."

Date: 8/27/1891
Origin: Warren Review extracted from Microfilm
Author: Sharron Roberts
Record ID: 00003327
Type: Obituary
Source Archive: Williamsport-Washington Township Public Library
Date Entered: 11/25/2013
Entered By: Chris Brown

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