Herald of Truth - Volume XIII, Number 8 - August 1876, Pages 143-144
April 13th, in Bucks county, Pa., after an illness of 19 days,
HENRY GODSCHALK, aged 55 years and 15 days. Interred at
Doylestown Mennonite meeting-house, on the 17th, where a very
large concourse of friends and relatives had assembled to pay
the last tribute of love to the departed one. He leaves a widow
and daughter to mourn their loss. Services by I. Reckert and I.
Overholt at the house, and Josiah Clemmer and I. Moyer at the
The righteous rest with one accord,
And in the bosom of the Lord;
They now shall be forever blest-
They now from all their labors rest.
They walk the golden streets above,
Where all is bliss and joy and love-
To sing with holy angels there,
And crowns of glory ever wear.
April 11th, in Bucks county, Pa., of consumption, EMMA,
wife of Joseph YODER, (maiden name Hunsberger) aged
17 years, 11 mos., and 24 days. Buried at Perquesa, M. H. Many
friends were present. She leaves a mourning husband to weep over
her early departure. Services by I. Overholt and S. Godshalk.
Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep;
From which none ever wakes to weep,
A calm and undisturbed repose,
Unbroken by the last of foes.
(The two foregoing obituaries were mislaid, otherwise they should have appeared sooner. We trust the writer will have patience.)
June 29th, in Medina Co., Ohio, of dropsy and palsy, Bro. ISAAC OBERHOLSER, aged 70 years, 9 months and 17 days. He was buried on the 36th. [sic] Funeral services by Isaac Good and Henry Beery.
June 30th, in Elkhart Co., Ind., of heart disease, SUSANNA SHRINER, aged 75 years and 6 months. She died very suddenly. During the day she had been about her work, baking and the usual round of household work. In the evening she partook heartily of supper, and shortly afterwards, as she felt a sudden spell coming over her she called to her daughter-in-law to come to her assistance. She caught her in her arms before she fell and carried her to the house, where, in less than half an hour, she died. Buried on Sunday. Services by John F. Funk and - -- Lear. How should we all be engaged diligently in watching and prayer, for truly we do not know in what hour death may come.
July 1st, in Elkhart Co., Ind., Sister SOPHIA WISLER,
wife of John Wisler. Aged 69 years, 7 months and 10 days. She
was buried at Yellow Creek grave-yard. Many friends and neighbors
followed her to her last resting place. Funeral services by M.
E. Kreider, J. M. Christophel, J A Beutler and C. Christophel.
She was sick about four months, and the greater part of that time
suffered great pain. For some weeks she could not lie in bed,
but sat in a chair. She seemed to put all her trust in God, knowing
that though much affliction we must enter into the kingdom of
heaven. The day before she died, when they were preparing her
something to eat, she said, "This is the last you need prepare."
Her last words were, "O Jesus, take me home." She leaves
a mourning husband and 9 children, 46 grand-children, and 3 great-grandchildren.
Of the grand-children 38 are yet alive. May the Lord bless the
mourning family, that they may all try to meet their mother where
parting shall be no more is the ardent wish of the writer.
"Now rest, dear aged mother, rest,
From all thy labor free:
Thy pains shall thee no more molest.
To all eternity."
June 19th, in Montgomery Co., Pa., ANNA MOYER, (maiden name Musselman) wife of Benjamin L. Moyer, aged 51 years, 8 months and 4 days. On the 22nd, the corpse, in the presence of a large concourse of relatives and neighbors, was consigned to the bosom of mother earth, in the Franconia burying- ground, at which place words of comfort and edification were presented to the audience, by William and Henry Nice, and Henry Bower. About a year ago a cancer appeared on her face, and since which time she looked forward with Christian patience and composure for her release.
June 10th, in Montgomery Co., Pa., of consumption, at the residence of Abrm K. Nice, JOHN DIRKS, aged 27 years, 10 months and a few days. He leaves a wife and two little children to mourn his early death. He emigrated from Russia about two years ago. Services by Jacob Landis and Henry Nice.
June 16th, in Allen Co., Ohio, Bro. JOHN BIXLER, aged 85 years, 4 months and 14 days. [Transcriber's note: Begin page 144.] He passed away calmly. We hope our loss is his eternal gain. Buried the 18th in the presence of a large congregation of relatives and friends. Services by C. B. Brenneman.
May 21st, in Noble Co., Ind., JONATHAN BYLER, aged 67 years, 2 months and 29 days. He leaves a wife and eight children to mourn their loss. Funeral services by Joseph Yoder and Isaac Smoker.
June 20th, in Johnston Co., Iowa, of inflammation of the brain,
MAGDALENA, daughter of Levi D. and Catharine YODER,
aged 3 years, 10 months and 7 days. Buried the 22nd. On which
occasion impressive remarks were made by Fred Swartzentruber and
Methinks I see a thousand charms
Spread o'er thy lovely face
While infants in God's tender arms
Receive thy smiling grace.
June 13th, in Montgomery Co., Pa., of scarlet fever, HORACE, son of Samuel DETWEILER, aged 2 years, 10 months and some days. Services by Henry Nice at the Franconia church.
June 14th, in Telford, Montgomery Co., Pa., by drowning, JOHN BECK, aged 24 years, 4 months and 4 days. The 17th interred in the Franconia burying- ground. Services by J. Clemmer and A. Horning.
Transcribed by Debbie Kapp, Pennsylvania
[The following is an addition to August 1876, Herald of Truth - Page 143]
Of little ARTIE BRENNEMAN, who died May 7th, 1876.
Where has little Artie gone,
So early in the opening Spring,
When buds and leaves are being born,
And little birds so sweetly sing?
Where has little Artie gone?
Where has the dear one fled?
The pebbly brook flows smoothly on,
Thus singing of the early dead.
No more his tender voice is heard;
No more his childish mirth;
No more the light of his soft eyes,
Will rest again on this fair earth.
No more at home is ever heard,
The patter of his little feet;
No more his sunny form is seen,
Nor heard the song he sang so sweet,
Little footsteps oft will pause,
Little children sometimes wait,
At the spot once loved so well
By little Artie, at the gate,
Oh, where is little Artie now?
The whispering winds breathe very low,
And tell the flowers on every hill,
How sweet the place where loved ones go!