Grant County herald. [volume] (Lancaster, Wis.) 1850-1968, 1918-12-04
In Menorian-Mrs. olive Kendall.

The days of our years are three
score years and ten; and if by reason
OF strength they be four score years.
yet Is there strength, labour and Sor-
row; for it is soon cut of, and we fly
away. Psalm 90-1O v.
In the hour of darkness, the stress
and turmoil caused by Europe's
bloody war, when disease had laid
It's hand upon our beloved country,
how many have been called upon.
both from disease and through service
OF their country, to give back to mo-
Their earth the best loved of all earth
ly treasurers. But we may we'll thank
COD that we live in world of hope.
Clouds and darkness may sometimes
seem to enwrap the throne of the
Just and Holy Ruler of the universe.
but since the days of the first prom
Use made to fallen man, there has been
CLEAN, ray of light that has fall
len along the path Of humanity's
weary, way-worn feet. The Infinite
rather has not left himself without a
witness.
Olive Bell Cook was born in South
Lancaster, Jan. 26, 1879, and when
small child she moved with her par
ents to the old home near BeetOwn.
where she spent her girlhood days.
Here she made many friends among
the nelghbors, who will remember
her as the pretty rosy-cheeked chum
and companion of former days. When
Is years of age she was united in
marriage to G. w. Kendall, who had
Deen assigned the pastorate of the
little field known as the Grant
river Circuit" of the C. B. church.
After working in the same field for
few years, they moved to northern
Wisconsin where they united with
the F. M. church in which they found
greater possibility to work for the
best good of humanity. For several
years, she with her husband, labored
IN the Milwaukee parish and also at
Beaver Dam and had just recently
moved to the new field at Humbird.
Wis. She was not long to remain in
her new home, for ere it was put in
order, she was stricken with la grippe
which resulted in pneumonia. and af-
ter few days of suffering she pass
ed away Sunday, Oct g. All that low
ing sons and husband and friends
could do was done to alleviate the
SUFFERER. How they longed to bring
back to the sweet pallid face a look
OF recognition, a word, a smile, which
came for moment, on Sunday after
noon, only when the dear one gazed
on those whom she so well loved. No
sound came from the parched lips.
the eyes alone speaking from the in
nermost depths of the soul; words of
love and admonition to the sons and
little daughter, the sad farewell and
comforting words to the despairing
husband. Words. perhaps well un-
derstood by those whom she was soon
to see no more in this life.
But to behold when the battle is
Ger,
When our sun is set, when the vic
tory's won;
When the bugIer calls us out from
the tumult,
With armours bright our work well
done
Blessed are the souls that shall
overcome in all the conflicts of this
earthly life, by the blood of the lamb.
and the word of their testimony"
Mrs. Kendall was a model house,
wife. true and devoted companion.
loving mother, daughter and sister.
AS neighbor, she was ever ready
and willing to help in any way that
she could, and though their salary was
not large, she often shared food and
clothing with those who were needy.
Economy as well as industry were
strictly observed, thus enabling them
to keep their little home comfortable
and CHEEKY. Many times the husband
and children. during the coming win
ter, will recall the memories of other
pleasant evenings spent together
around the f1reside; recollections of
the sweet voice of wife and mother
in conversation and song. Now the
heart is left saddened and sore, for
as thunderbOlt from a clear sky
she was torn from them, the little
home circle broken the sweet girl
bride of twenty years ago taken from
the kind and loving husband the
mother from her sons, and little
Alice, whom she loved and idolized
as her own. We do not understand
why she should be taken away from
us while so young. so full of life and
hope. 1t may be, perchance, that
God has taken her from us that we
may be brought little nearer to the
perfect life or that our lives might be
transformed into life like hers, for
hers might we'll be taken as a worthy
example of the Christian character,
for her life was spotless and to be in
her presence was akin to that of an
gels. Her heart was filled with
burning passion for the salvation of
souls, and the lifting up of humanity
to higher plane of living. To work
to this end was her aim in life. En-
tering homes with her husband sing
ing and offering prayer; telling them
the ''old, old story" was part of the
work which she loved so we'll. Nor
did their efforts prove vain for many
during her short stay here, were
brought to know Him whom to know
Alright is life eternal" She hath done
her work nobly and well till physi-
cal strength gave out and she has
now gone to her reward; "her sun
has gone down while yet it is day"
While she was still young, she looked
forward to the possibilities of much
yet to be accomplished within her
home and also in the Masters vine
yard. How hard to bow in silent
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