Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1903-04-02

Stands wide in joyful welcome"
! Of the many ways which in the
progress and enlightenment OF CEN
turtles woman has walked, in the
MANY spheres where her usefulness
has been felt, none shows SO great
and lasting evidence of her presence
as the home. And the domestic
type of woman-hood is. the insplra-
ton to the higher life, the corner
stone of the better future.
In story and in song has the home
been the highest kingdom in which
woman has been enthroned. From
her place by the fre-side radiates
warmth and comfort, cheer and
happiness. In one of Lancaster's
oldest and most beautiful homes,
dwelt such a woman-typifying
all that is sweet, all that is lovely,
all that is patient and bright, en-
bodying the Christian grace Of the
gentle sex, happy in the association
of her husband and children, con-
tent to live for them as a part of
their life, to the end that they
might be happy. Mrs. Ziegler was
a petite, fower-like woman, with a
dainty personality, whose gentle
fragrance has been felt for a long
continuance of years, by all who
have known her. Her home was
beautiful, not in the sense alone of
architecture and furnishings, but of
those essentials that can make a de-
sert home an abode of loneliness.
When the now venerable DR.. S. w,
Eaton contaminated the marriage
bond between Mr.. M. M Zeigler and
Miss Angelina Dodge, on Nov. 80,
1851; home bea utiful was insti-
tuted, and a union of hearts was
made, that has continued indissolu-
BILE until nows The young people
chose the better part. And through
more than half a century their lives
have been singularly blessed. But
into all lives some rain must fall.
It is suffering that brings out the best
in our natures. Seven children come
to bless this home. The mother
like most small women, was con-
structed more of nerves than of
muscle one of those exquisitely SEN
sitive, finely organized natures to
whom all the worlds gifts would
have been as sounding brass and
tinkling symbal" without love, and
so it were easy to picture the tearing
of her heart strings when the grim
white spectre crossed her threshold
and one by one four little buds were
transplanted to the Masters garden.
Happily the good and pure are
blessed with strength of soul, that
makes strong the frailest body and
so like the Rabbi wife she could say:
1.-The Lord gave into my core those
beauteous children. Shall I murmur
when he claims his own again?'
And she continued in the joyous
home duties, happy that she might
remain by her husbands side, and
and with him minister to the little
ones the Lord had spared And
when the children married, she took
into her heart their chosen mates,
and it was so sweet to hear her al
ways say, my daughter Nellie" or
my daughter Mamie with just the
same tenderness with which she
spoke of her own only daughter
Emma. She lived to see her chill
dren blessed in an honorable pros
porous career-the sons taking their
fathers place in a successful bust
ness, and the daughter, a happy wife
and mother.
A reasonable measure of health
she was PERMITTED to enjoy, until
six years ago. Since that time she
has been an invalid many times a
great sufferer. But in the presence
of her loved ones, she strove ever
to conceal the pain that distressed
her, isn's that just like dear, sweet
mother?- and through the long days
and longer nights of suffering she
ever eXemplitied those strongest of
her Christian Observation-Disclosures
and patience. The husbands health
and strength has been wonderfully
preserved. All down the long, long
vista of fifty-one years of joy and
sorrow, love and hope, labor and rest,
they have walked together he guild
ing the Trailer feet all along the way.
But not even his loyal tender, never
ceasing care could longer save from
the gathering of the great reaper.
Even down into 1.-The Valley of the
Shadow" he guided her, but those
dear feet must enter upon the last
journey alone. With the compan-
ion Of her youth close beside her
sons and daughters and their chill
dren about her bedside, with a ten
der and touching farewell to each,
the sweet eyes closed, and God him
self lifted her over life's stair"
<Say not her work is done:
No deed of love or goodness ever dies.
But in the lives of others multiplies
Say it is Just begun"
Angeline Dodge was born Novem-
Der Is, 1882, in Chatauqua county,
New York. Came to Lancaster,
Wis, in the spring of 1850, with her
grandfather, Mr.. John Kelly. She
passed into the palace of eternity"
(Shn fai fof111