Obituary
The Belmont Chronicle
Thursday, October 18, 1855
Mrs Tirza A. Ramsey, widow of Dr. W.H. Ramsey, and youngest daughter of the Hon. Benj. Ruggles, departed this life on the 26th ult., in the 39th year of her age, at the residence of her father.
The deceased was truly amiable in all the relations of life, as a daughter, a wife, a mother, a sister, a friend. Never have we known anyone who was more conscientious in trying to walk uprightly before God and man. She received her first religious impressions in the Sabbath School connected with the Presbyterian church in this place, in which she was for several years a very useful and much beloved teacher. She united with the church when the Rev. Joseph Smith, D.D. was its Pastor, and has for many years been a worthy and exemplary member. During the last years of her life she was a very great sufferer; having a disease which baffled all medical skill, and from whose agonizing pains she received no relief but what was produced by the influence of Morphine, when greatly pained she would sometimes say, "O my dear Savior let me gently down to the grave." But she bore all her sufferings with patience and submission to the will of God.
The death of her husband last winter near New Orleans where he had gone for his health, coming upon her suddenly and unexpectedly was a very severe shock upon her delicate constitution, and doubtless hastened her dissolution. But her pains and tears are now all over. The Savior in whom she trusted for salvation, and to whom she looked and prayed to come and take her home, has taken her to himself. "I wonder," she said, "why he don't come and take me!" "Your mansion is not yet ready," said one, "and you are not ready for it." "Yes," she said. "I dream almost every night that my mansion is not yet ready but I long to have him come."
Her experience upon her death bed was not uniform, sometimes a cloud was upon her mind, and at other times she was bright. She lamented that she had not done more for Christ when in health and said if she had to live her life over again she would try and live a more holy life.
Her remains at her own request were taken to Mount Vernon and buried beside her husband. She has left behind her just one child, a very amiable and interesting little boy, who has lost both his parents in the short space of eight months. God, we hope, will be a father to him.
However painful it is to part with dear friends, yet it must be some consolation to her friends, and especially to her parents (who saw her suffer so much and who nursed her with the greatest tenderness and care) to know that she is now free from all her sufferings, and forever with the Lord in the Paradise above.
Where no thorn the foot e'er pierces
Where the heart ne'er heaves a sigh
Where in white we'll walk with Jesus,
All our loved companions by,
And to reach it, will be a privilege to die
The Belmont Chronicle
Thursday, October 18, 1855
Mrs Tirza A. Ramsey, widow of Dr. W.H. Ramsey, and youngest daughter of the Hon. Benj. Ruggles, departed this life on the 26th ult., in the 39th year of her age, at the residence of her father.
The deceased was truly amiable in all the relations of life, as a daughter, a wife, a mother, a sister, a friend. Never have we known anyone who was more conscientious in trying to walk uprightly before God and man. She received her first religious impressions in the Sabbath School connected with the Presbyterian church in this place, in which she was for several years a very useful and much beloved teacher. She united with the church when the Rev. Joseph Smith, D.D. was its Pastor, and has for many years been a worthy and exemplary member. During the last years of her life she was a very great sufferer; having a disease which baffled all medical skill, and from whose agonizing pains she received no relief but what was produced by the influence of Morphine, when greatly pained she would sometimes say, "O my dear Savior let me gently down to the grave." But she bore all her sufferings with patience and submission to the will of God.
The death of her husband last winter near New Orleans where he had gone for his health, coming upon her suddenly and unexpectedly was a very severe shock upon her delicate constitution, and doubtless hastened her dissolution. But her pains and tears are now all over. The Savior in whom she trusted for salvation, and to whom she looked and prayed to come and take her home, has taken her to himself. "I wonder," she said, "why he don't come and take me!" "Your mansion is not yet ready," said one, "and you are not ready for it." "Yes," she said. "I dream almost every night that my mansion is not yet ready but I long to have him come."
Her experience upon her death bed was not uniform, sometimes a cloud was upon her mind, and at other times she was bright. She lamented that she had not done more for Christ when in health and said if she had to live her life over again she would try and live a more holy life.
Her remains at her own request were taken to Mount Vernon and buried beside her husband. She has left behind her just one child, a very amiable and interesting little boy, who has lost both his parents in the short space of eight months. God, we hope, will be a father to him.
However painful it is to part with dear friends, yet it must be some consolation to her friends, and especially to her parents (who saw her suffer so much and who nursed her with the greatest tenderness and care) to know that she is now free from all her sufferings, and forever with the Lord in the Paradise above.
Where no thorn the foot e'er pierces
Where the heart ne'er heaves a sigh
Where in white we'll walk with Jesus,
All our loved companions by,
And to reach it, will be a privilege to die
Obituary
The Belmont Chronicle
Thursday, October 18, 1855
Mrs Tirza A. Ramsey, widow of Dr. W.H. Ramsey, and youngest daughter of the Hon. Benj. Ruggles, departed this life on the 26th ult., in the 39th year of her age, at the residence of her father.
The deceased was truly amiable in all the relations of life, as a daughter, a wife, a mother, a sister, a friend. Never have we known anyone who was more conscientious in trying to walk uprightly before God and man. She received her first religious impressions in the Sabbath School connected with the Presbyterian church in this place, in which she was for several years a very useful and much beloved teacher. She united with the church when the Rev. Joseph Smith, D.D. was its Pastor, and has for many years been a worthy and exemplary member. During the last years of her life she was a very great sufferer; having a disease which baffled all medical skill, and from whose agonizing pains she received no relief but what was produced by the influence of Morphine, when greatly pained she would sometimes say, "O my dear Savior let me gently down to the grave." But she bore all her sufferings with patience and submission to the will of God.
The death of her husband last winter near New Orleans where he had gone for his health, coming upon her suddenly and unexpectedly was a very severe shock upon her delicate constitution, and doubtless hastened her dissolution. But her pains and tears are now all over. The Savior in whom she trusted for salvation, and to whom she looked and prayed to come and take her home, has taken her to himself. "I wonder," she said, "why he don't come and take me!" "Your mansion is not yet ready," said one, "and you are not ready for it." "Yes," she said. "I dream almost every night that my mansion is not yet ready but I long to have him come."
Her experience upon her death bed was not uniform, sometimes a cloud was upon her mind, and at other times she was bright. She lamented that she had not done more for Christ when in health and said if she had to live her life over again she would try and live a more holy life.
Her remains at her own request were taken to Mount Vernon and buried beside her husband. She has left behind her just one child, a very amiable and interesting little boy, who has lost both his parents in the short space of eight months. God, we hope, will be a father to him.
However painful it is to part with dear friends, yet it must be some consolation to her friends, and especially to her parents (who saw her suffer so much and who nursed her with the greatest tenderness and care) to know that she is now free from all her sufferings, and forever with the Lord in the Paradise above.
Where no thorn the foot e'er pierces
Where the heart ne'er heaves a sigh
Where in white we'll walk with Jesus,
All our loved companions by,
And to reach it, will be a privilege to die
The Belmont Chronicle
Thursday, October 18, 1855
Mrs Tirza A. Ramsey, widow of Dr. W.H. Ramsey, and youngest daughter of the Hon. Benj. Ruggles, departed this life on the 26th ult., in the 39th year of her age, at the residence of her father.
The deceased was truly amiable in all the relations of life, as a daughter, a wife, a mother, a sister, a friend. Never have we known anyone who was more conscientious in trying to walk uprightly before God and man. She received her first religious impressions in the Sabbath School connected with the Presbyterian church in this place, in which she was for several years a very useful and much beloved teacher. She united with the church when the Rev. Joseph Smith, D.D. was its Pastor, and has for many years been a worthy and exemplary member. During the last years of her life she was a very great sufferer; having a disease which baffled all medical skill, and from whose agonizing pains she received no relief but what was produced by the influence of Morphine, when greatly pained she would sometimes say, "O my dear Savior let me gently down to the grave." But she bore all her sufferings with patience and submission to the will of God.
The death of her husband last winter near New Orleans where he had gone for his health, coming upon her suddenly and unexpectedly was a very severe shock upon her delicate constitution, and doubtless hastened her dissolution. But her pains and tears are now all over. The Savior in whom she trusted for salvation, and to whom she looked and prayed to come and take her home, has taken her to himself. "I wonder," she said, "why he don't come and take me!" "Your mansion is not yet ready," said one, "and you are not ready for it." "Yes," she said. "I dream almost every night that my mansion is not yet ready but I long to have him come."
Her experience upon her death bed was not uniform, sometimes a cloud was upon her mind, and at other times she was bright. She lamented that she had not done more for Christ when in health and said if she had to live her life over again she would try and live a more holy life.
Her remains at her own request were taken to Mount Vernon and buried beside her husband. She has left behind her just one child, a very amiable and interesting little boy, who has lost both his parents in the short space of eight months. God, we hope, will be a father to him.
However painful it is to part with dear friends, yet it must be some consolation to her friends, and especially to her parents (who saw her suffer so much and who nursed her with the greatest tenderness and care) to know that she is now free from all her sufferings, and forever with the Lord in the Paradise above.
Where no thorn the foot e'er pierces
Where the heart ne'er heaves a sigh
Where in white we'll walk with Jesus,
All our loved companions by,
And to reach it, will be a privilege to die
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