Democratic Northwest. [volume] (Napoleon, Ohio) 1869-1894, 1884-06-26
BITuARY.

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OBITUARY.
Tribute to the memory of Harriet Cooke, from her
children:
Our mother, around whose remains
we have gathered, to-day, to pay the
last tribute of respect, was born at Som
erton Belmont county, Ohio, April 20,
1918, and died June I, 1884, aged II
years, month and II days. She was
married to Johnathan Cooke, Jan. 7th,
1880, and together they travelled life's
journey until the year 1860, when the
husband preceded her as did, also,
three sons and two daughters. Unto
these parents there were born eight
children, of whom two daughters and
one son are still living, with many
grand children and other relatives who
are left to mourn her loss. Mother
Cook has long been resident of this
village, having farmed the ground upon
now stands, and has seen many ups
and downs in this community. She
was grand neighbor and an influential
member of society. She knew nothing
and cared less about trouble, and the
foolish parade of much that is called
modern society. She was genial and
pleasant, but without hypocracy, and
although able to entertain company she
preferred the place of listener. What
change for the better there would be
if society had many more like her. AS
a wife she was affectionate, attentive
and faithful in all her household duties.
She kept her house in order. She was
not woman to be loved and admired
only, but she was helpmeet indeed.
She answered we'll to Soloman's de-
scription of good wife, in the 31st chap
ter of Proverbs; she always delighted
to open the door to the knock of Gods
weary and honored ministers, and often
did she prepare for them a palatable
and refreshing repast and make ready
their resting bed. AS mother, Oh,
how gentle, tender and patient, how
solicitous of her children's present and
eternal welfare. She governed them so
as to win their respect, love and obed-
ience, caring for their religious training
and culture, often gathering them
about her knee and reading to them
out of Gods word and enforcing at the
same time, it's teachings upon their
youthful minds. Mother Cook was
raised in the Society of the Friends, or
Quaker faith, but was not a member OF
any church. A number of years ago
she gave her name to the Methodist
church Oh probation, but she told the
writer of this article that she was never
taken into full membership with that
branch of the church. She was a daily
reader of the bible, and faithful teach
er in the Sabbath schools of our village.
Her place was never vacant in the house
of the Lord when she was able to get
there. M. f. Cook, the only son now
remaining, of this family, said to the
writer: What shock this was to me!
I can not get over it when l think our
mother is not there; her precious dust
is there, but our mother is in heaven.
Oh, I shall think of that form that is
mouldering there among the dead, and
it will be a mournful comfort to come
at times and think of the mother that
was once the idol of my heart. AS L
stood at her grave and looked down
upon the pale sleeper, her kind teach
ings flowed afresh into my mind, and
her wise counsels and tender admOni-
tions are more distinctly remembered as
the tears dim the eyes and voice
whispering in my ear: Your mother
is not there but she is in heaven She
was afflicted for many years, but bore it
all with christian patience. Her death
was caused by neuralgia of the heart.
Calmly and quietly the sun of her life
went down and with her the battle of
life is over, and to her has come the
eternal Sabbath. Two daughters one
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friends are still with us and deserve the
sympathy and prayers of all christian
people. The family home has been
broken, but may be rebuilt in heaven,
where our holy christianity brings sew
cred ones together, and invests human
nature with grander life than it can
possibly have here.
Her funeral took place at the M. E.
church, Rev. J. T. Pope officiating,
after which her body was laid in the
Florida cemetery, while her soul has
gone to join those classmates in that
better land and now sings the songs of
the redeemed, and is safely housed
where the storms of life cannot reach
her and where the infirmities Of old
age will no longer burden her. And
may he, who has promised never to for
sake us, comfort the mOtherless child
rem, and may they all prove faithful in
the church militant and at last greet
her in the church triumphant.
| OFT have we been called together,
AS the past few years have flown,
And sometimes dear ones missing,
They are gathering round the throne
While here we sadly miss them,
| They are better off than we;
And to wish them back among us
Would be wrong for you and me.
Meath yon gently sloping hillside
| Our mother now doth rest;
Ever free fiom pain and anguish,
She has joined the truly blest
Yes, our mother sweetly sleepeth,
Close by husband, meath the sod;
And their spirits, supremely happy,
Roam together now with God.
| Who will be the next one summoned,
From here to that heavenly realm!
They can never cometo us,
| But we all msy go to them.
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