Baraboo weekly news. [volume] (Baraboo, Wis.) 1912-197?, 1925-07-02

III InS IOau dos sOu AAA II ~ 81 NJ
to the Cemetery. The teachers
name was Mary Williams.
Many Changes
The last teacher | went to was
Julia Dame, who taught in this
schoolhouse that stands on the
GROUND where we are having our
homecoming today.
So many changes since then.
Times have changed, and things
are different. Once a little child,
now mother, grandmother, and
great grandmother.
So many of my people are at
rest in the cemetery. My father
and mother, both good Christian
parents, my stepmother, so good
to me always. If she got any
thing for her own she always re-
membered me. [ was one of the
family. Many happy hours
have spent with them, and hope
to be reunited with them on the
"other side of the river.
l have eight brothers and four
sisters living. They are scatter
ed all around, one sister in Dakota,
one in Canada and two here in
Wisconsin. The brothers all live
around here.
What a happy family we would
be if we could all get together
again.
Jan. 25, 1850, I was married to
George w. Thayer and to this I'M
ion was born thirteen children, six
are living and seven are at rest in
the cemetery on the hill in Fair
field. 4
In 1865 my husband enlisted in
the Civil War. The third day Of
February, he went South and lef:
me with four children, and his
father, and his mother to care for
1t was hard for me to get along
During this hard time had Divine
help and that is always to be de-
pended upon.a
After being in service for nine
months the war closed, and he
came home a poor, broken down
soldier, not able to do days work.
This was caused by exposure and
poor food. At first he could work
part of a day but as he grew worse
had to give this up. His father
and mother still lived with us.
In 1874, his mother was called
home at the age of IA; in 1881 he
was taken also to join his mother.
In 1884 the father went. Quite
a reunion where there was 10 more
weeping, nor parting.
With Divine. help I got along
nicely but it was hard sailing but
the Lord was with me and gave me
strength to endure the hardships
of life, and he cares for me now.
cover it all the care and the fret,
The mixture of joy aud the sad
regret, .
The ANXIOUS thought and the
burdened heart,
The bitter loss, and the cruel smart
over it all this puzzling dream
His glad loves shines with his
Holy beam.
Over it all the day and night,
The hours of darkness, the seasons
of light.
Mistakes and blunders and faults
and all
The pitiful cries from those who
fall.
His kindness waits to help and
bless 81 ~
With a Fathers touch of tender
And he sees it all, and reads Alright,
AS we cannot do with blindedsight.
We dare not blame, we dare not
chide.
When others falter or turn aside.
We see in part, we know but in
part, tt"
The human thought and the human
heart.
And it's we'll to leave to his own
care
The open Judgment, st must be
fair.
And give Him thanks that over all
His mercy answer his children's
call"
Now l will bid you all goodbye
perhaps for the last time, and
thank you very much for your
kind attention and hope to meet
you all again, if. not in this world,
over there where there will be no
more parting nor good-byes said
to each other.
AS she finished reading one can
imagine the stiffness that followed
as the reading, and thoughts from