Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1895-10-31
In Memory of Mrs. susan vedder.
Only the actions OF the inst
Smell sweet and blossom IN the dust. .
-BISHOp cufpT ~

1t is with profound feelings of sor-
row we have learned of the recent
death of our estimable friend and fell
low, Mrs. Susan Vedder of the Hurri-
cane; and now ESSAY 10 pen a few
words of tribute TO her dear memory.
Many years have passed since we
first met her in the private walks of
life and became impressed with the
lovliness of her nature. and learned
to appreciate the value of her pure,
stainless. quiet life. She was a WON
an of much culture of mind and very
impressive personality kindly in her
words, considerate in her deeds and
gentle in all her ways. Her language
was pure. refined and of ideal sweet
ness, revealing an intelligence Of mind
and tenderness of heart which adorns
and eleyates every Christian life. At
all times and on all occasions her
conservation was mostinterestine and
refreshing to hear. She was good
woman from every point of view.
From childhood upward she was
imbued with the spirit of religion and
sought to keep and obey the Golden
rule by doing unto others as she
would have them do unto her Thus
she passed long blameless life. full
of years and honors, beloved of friend
and Kindred and lamented of children
and grandchildren She has gone to
her heavenly home.
Mrs. Nedder was born in the town
OF Middle Berry. Genesee coantv. New
York. Feb. Is. 1920 and died at her
old homestead in the Hurricane. where
she had spent forty years of her valu-
able life, on Saturday, Oct. 10. %
and was therefore verging on rs years.
Hers was spiritual as well as an
intellectual and domestic nature.
When mere child of only eleven
years she gave her heart to God and
united with the Free viii Baptist
church and at maturer period.
twenty-five years ago. placed her
eternal hopes of happiness in the faith
of the Seventh Day Adyentists and
ever remained faithful to her profess
sion till God called her home
Our friend was the daughter of
Andrew j Hoyle, long time resi-
dent Of the Hurricane. who died some
two years ago at La Mars. Iowa at
the patriarchal age of 81 years She
was married to Abram w. Vedder,
March 3, 1889 and four years later,
lS43, came to Grant county where
they have since lived prosperous and
happy. Mr.. Vedder survives her, be-
ing quite an aged man but still vigor-
Gus and active. Five children were
given them to bless their pleasant
home, one son and four daughters.
The names of the living are jeff w.
Nedder. who resides at Hazel, S. ID. ];
Eliza j. Finley at Cassville, Wis, !;
Mary +. Alsip at Bushnell, Dakota
and Mrs Irene Ward. wife OF w W.
Ward who still lives on the cold
place. and cares for her interesting
family and beloved father in his age
and infirmities. During all the days
Of her mothers protracted and often
severe illness continuing over four
years-Mrs. Ward has proven min-
istering angel, bathing her tevered
limbs, soothing her sorrowing spirit
and cheerully attending To all her
wants. She has been most faithful
and dutiful daughter and heaven will
shower its chief blessings upon her
head
The funeral services took place on
Monday the 21st inst at the Methodist
church in the Hurricane and were
numerously attended: they were con
Quoted by Rev. VIM. Rowe Of I.ancas
ter, the Adventist choir of Cassville
rendering the song service. 1t was a
most pathetic and solemn service.
such as is seldom witnessed in the
| Hurricane A dear mother and aged
friend as well rs revered mother in
Israel was laid to rest-a beautiful
life closed. Many unbidden tears
flowed at her fresh made grave
May angels guard her sacred rest as
| they once did her Savior's tomb. MAY
flowers bright. fadeless flowers such
as the dear one gone ever cherished
around her own earthly home, peren-
| nially bloom over her peaceful rest.
In thus briefly reviewing, the fra
grant life of this amiable woman. the
beautiful lines Of Bayard Taylor come
TO mind and we cannot refrain from
giving them.
There's magical isle in the River of Time
And the n ,ine of this isle il the Beautiful
Past
And we bury our treasures all there;
There are beings Of beauty TOO lovely to last
There are blossoms IF snow with the dust
3o'er them cast
There are tre-sc. ana rinRlets of hair.
Oh, this beautiful isle with its phantom-like
show
Is vista exceedingly bright
And the river of Time IN its u rbllent flow.
Is oft soothed by the voices We heard long
ago
When the years were dream OF dellgt
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