Ellsworth American. [volume] (Ellsworth, Me.) 1855-current, 1898-07-20
DEATH OF MRS. WILLIAM p. PREBLE.

DEATH OF MRS. WILLIAM P. PREBLE.
After nearly five weeks of severe and
patient suffering from complication OF
diseases, Matilda j., wife of William p.
Preble, died at noon July S. Although
it was known that she could not sur
vive many hours, yet the end came so
quietly that only her two children and
the nurse in attendance knew when she
breat he'd her last.
Mrs. Preble was born in Paris, France,
March Is, 1926, her parents having arrived
there three months before from Stras
burg. Her parents arrived with her here
on July i, 1926. Her father was Capt.
Samuel Hadlock, of this place, who is
supposed to have persisted i'll the ice dur
ing he winter of 1929. Her mother was
a Prussian belonging to noble family,
and WAS married March 20, 1926. Her
marriage certificate bears the signature
scented by the king with snuff box said
to be valued at 300. Her second husband
was Andrew {. Haynes, of fremont.
Mrs. PrehIe married William p Prebe
Novem Der -, 1871, and has been a faith
full and devoted wife to him in all the in
tervening years. Mr.. Prebe feels his loss
keenly, coming as it does now when he is
ill himself, having been Frustrated by
paralytic shock one week previous to his
wife's illness.
Mrs. Preble's former husband was
George Sanford, by whom she had five
children, only two of whom are living
Samuel {. Sanford and Mrs. Dora Rice.
The funeral took place Sunday after
noon from the house, and was largely at
tended. Rev. J. K. Norwood, rector Of
the Episcopal church at Northeast Har-
Dor, officiated, assisted by'R Rev. Edwin
Farley, OF Roseland, n. J.
The following verses, composed by Mrs.
Preble's mother many years ago, and
cherished by her daughter, recall the cir
cumstances OF Capt Hadlock's death.
They have never before been printed, and
will be read with interest by many de-
scendsnts and friends scattered over the
world:
Oh, Thou who reignst enthroned on high,
Who canst our wayward thoughts CONTROL
Who art to all Thy creatures nigh,
Oh, calm the anguish of my soul
Thy deep designs are good and wise,
Though not to thoughtless mortals known,
They are concealed from human eyes
By clouds and darkness round Thy throne.
/ would not of Thy will complain,
Nor e'er murmuring thought impart
But. oh, can't conceal the pain
That deeply penetrates my heart.
Although still have friends most dear,
And greatly do prize their love,
Yet there was one more truly near
And valued far the rest above.
We, firmly Joined in wedlock's bands,
More firmly still by friendships ties,
Had joined our hearts well as hands,
And dreamed of future years to rise
But all! How shall l tell the tale?
In four short years my joys are DER.
My brny tears can naught avail
Nor from the deep my friend restore.
In winters stern relentless reign,
When Hereby bowls the raging storm,
My husband dared the northern main,
Where fields OF ice the seas deform.
hidden rock or mountain wave.
or crashing ice with fury borne,
Has brought him to an early grave,
And from my arms my hu band torn.
For of his vessels numerous crew
Not one survives to tell their fate,
No one alive the moment knows
That closed at once their mortal state.
OF nineteen seamen who set sail,
Notone shall meet his dear friends more,
lie l,r low
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