The Kenosha telegraph. [volume] (Kenosha, Wis.) 1860-1888, 1883-03-02
OBITUARY.

HIoKox-In Tomah, Monroe County,
Wis, at the residence of her son, Azor N
Hickox, Feb 9th, 1888, of numb palsy
Almancy E. Hickox, aged 68 years, IL months
Is days.
The deceased was the eldest child of Clark
and Sarah Woodley was born in Columbia,
Lorain Co., Ohio, where she was married in
the summer of 1881, to Harvey n Hickox,
and remained there until the fall of 1874,
when they moved, in company with her pa
rents, brothers and sisters families, Is in
number, to Cypress, Kenosha County, Wis.
They resided here many years, then removed
to Rockford. and from there to Tomah.
She united with the Methodists early in life,
and ever tried to be faithful follower of
Christ. She was commiserator with the
sick, and all who needed her assistance al.
ways found a willing heart and ready hand
and, being of social disposition, she gained
many friends, She seemed to suffer but
little during her sickness, and was eick but
short time when she passed TRANQUILITY
away, while her husband and her eldest son
and wife were present at her bedside to sOothe
and comfort her in her last moments. She
leaves husband, two sons and daughter
to mourn her loss.
We mourn; for no more on earth her smiling face
We'll see,
And for her cordial voice we sigh,
And her memory sweet in the depths of our hearts
Embalmed shall forever lie.
But would not call her back to this world of care
AS through life tits our brightest dream,
And our dearest hope to rest safe at last
In the land which we have not seen.
Then call her not dead becarse freed from the clay
Which bound the pure spirit below
She begins but to live, tits we only who die
Who are subject to pain and to woe.
Husband, children, and friends of mortal wears.
The ever trusted and the true,
We are waiting yet in the vslley of tears
But she waits to welcome us anew.
Mid amaranthine bowers with the gel band
She sings upon the golden shore,
And the glorious walls of heaven will ring
With their melody evermore.
Oh, Love Divine in our hearts forever shine,
Unto the perfect day;
For them whom she made home life so pleasant
BE thou their strength and stay.
Then we may meet her in that happy angel band
Of loved ones gone before;
Oh what bliss to meet in an unbroken circle,
Where parting is known no more.
BENEDICT-After great suffering and
pain, of congestion of the lungs, Mrs. Mary
Benedict left this vale of tears to be no
more. We feel she is with the angels on
high, with her dear sister gone before.
The words and writing show that she is
with Jesus. waiting for her compan.
ion and loved ones, who deeply feel
her loss, to meet her. Her companion
and two dear little ones are with her
parents, ]. l. and C. NJ. Salisbury, whose
hearts bleed at her loss. Gods will be done,
not ours. She died at her residence on
Mound Prairie. Wis, Feb 10, 1883. She
was 81 years of age. The funeral services
were held at the house Monday, Feb. IL.
conducted by Rev. Grover c. Clark. The
remains were inferred in the Mound Prairie
Cemetery.
She cannot speak to me again,
Save as the spirit after death,
For the dark angels cruel power
Has famed away her gentle breath;
And now her lips firmly sealed,
Forever sealed, in icy DEATH
/ cannot weep In vain try
Grief's fount is dry within my heart
l can but groan, and moan, and pray j;
cannot force the tears to start:
| cannot bid this wild despair
This silent, aching grief depart.
The last fond link that bound me to
This earth is broken, broken now
| AND as beside the cold clay form
OF her love meekly bow
plead with God in heaven above
| 10 drop sweet mercy on MY brow
/ PATTERSON-At Fox River. Kenosba copntv
Feb 2lst Ralph Robert Patterson, infant son of ii
and Mrs. K. W. Patterson, aged IL months &c DAYS
" He will carry the Lambs in his bosom"
Life is full of woes and wailings
Full of bitterness and strife
And the soul is safe that's anchored
Far beyond the woes of life;
Safe within the veil of brightness
Where earth's sorrows never come,
Shines our Ralph, our darling baby,
In happy sinless home.
He was one of the bright jewels,
| Christ so sfondly claimed His own,
And he's gone with other angelsl
There to worship round the throne.
We will not forget our darling,
Think of him in robes of white
/ Live TO meet our sainted treasure
In that lard of love and light