∼MRS. ANDERSON DEAD AFTER LONG ILLNESS
(From Thursday's daily.)
Death, yesterday morning, claimed Mrs. A. C. ANDERSON.
Mrs. ANDERSON first saw the light of day in Franklin, province of Quebec, September 06, 1836; at the time of her death, was 74 years of age.
She was married at an early age to John W. ANDERSON and soon after their marriage moved to Chateaugay, New York, where four children, two sons and two daughters, were born. They are Mrs. J. S. KISSANE, Chateaugay, New York; Mrs. M. W. SMITH of Steamboat; R. W. ANDERSON of Albany, New York, and W. B. ANDERSON of Leadville.
Mr. ANDERSON died in Chateaugay on January 14, 1896, and soon after his death, Mrs. ANDERSON moved to Chicago, where she lived for five or six years. She came to Steamboat last October and has resided here since. She has been in poor health for two years and during the past few months has been very ill. She suffered greatly early yesterday morning, but was conscious to the last.
Funeral Services will be held Friday afternoon at 3:30 from Bashor's mortuary parlors. All friends are invited. Temporary interment will be made in the Steamboat cemetery and later on the body will be disinterred and shipped to Chateaugay where the remains will be placed alongside those of her husband.
"Smooth the locks of silver hair,
On our mother's brow with tenderest care.
Gather the robe in final fold
Around the form so still and cold.
Lay on her bosom, pure as snow,
The fairest, sweetest flowers that grow.
Kiss her and leave her our hearts delight;
Her pain is over, she sleeps tonight."
Just with the awakening life of a new day she went to sleep like a tired child. It was just as the birds caroled the coming of the morn and just as the rosy fingers of the orb of day tinted the eastern sky with a sheen of glory. Surely a most fitting time for a pure spirit to take its flight heavenward. With the eye of faith one could see at dawn of this memorable April day an invisible hand wave a signal, and a voice in softest accent on the morning breeze, announce that the gates were open and that God's angels were waiting to escort her in.
After a long, busy and useful life, she died as she had lived - honored, trusted and loved. She roared her own monument while she lived in the hearts of all who knew her. Her life was completed, if work all done and well done constitutes completion. Her Christian life was beautiful from its beginning to its close, and through all the vicissitudes and sorrows that she met in the way, her faith in God never wavered. But she has left us and tomorrow the sun will shine upon another grave that hides from our sight all that is mortal of a true and noble woman.
Mrs. SMITH and son have the profound sympathy of the entire community in their deep bereavement.
(Published in The Steamboat Pilot (Steamboat Springs, CO), Wednesday, May 04, 1910.)
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(From Thursday's daily.)
Death, yesterday morning, claimed Mrs. A. C. ANDERSON.
Mrs. ANDERSON first saw the light of day in Franklin, province of Quebec, September 06, 1836; at the time of her death, was 74 years of age.
She was married at an early age to John W. ANDERSON and soon after their marriage moved to Chateaugay, New York, where four children, two sons and two daughters, were born. They are Mrs. J. S. KISSANE, Chateaugay, New York; Mrs. M. W. SMITH of Steamboat; R. W. ANDERSON of Albany, New York, and W. B. ANDERSON of Leadville.
Mr. ANDERSON died in Chateaugay on January 14, 1896, and soon after his death, Mrs. ANDERSON moved to Chicago, where she lived for five or six years. She came to Steamboat last October and has resided here since. She has been in poor health for two years and during the past few months has been very ill. She suffered greatly early yesterday morning, but was conscious to the last.
Funeral Services will be held Friday afternoon at 3:30 from Bashor's mortuary parlors. All friends are invited. Temporary interment will be made in the Steamboat cemetery and later on the body will be disinterred and shipped to Chateaugay where the remains will be placed alongside those of her husband.
"Smooth the locks of silver hair,
On our mother's brow with tenderest care.
Gather the robe in final fold
Around the form so still and cold.
Lay on her bosom, pure as snow,
The fairest, sweetest flowers that grow.
Kiss her and leave her our hearts delight;
Her pain is over, she sleeps tonight."
Just with the awakening life of a new day she went to sleep like a tired child. It was just as the birds caroled the coming of the morn and just as the rosy fingers of the orb of day tinted the eastern sky with a sheen of glory. Surely a most fitting time for a pure spirit to take its flight heavenward. With the eye of faith one could see at dawn of this memorable April day an invisible hand wave a signal, and a voice in softest accent on the morning breeze, announce that the gates were open and that God's angels were waiting to escort her in.
After a long, busy and useful life, she died as she had lived - honored, trusted and loved. She roared her own monument while she lived in the hearts of all who knew her. Her life was completed, if work all done and well done constitutes completion. Her Christian life was beautiful from its beginning to its close, and through all the vicissitudes and sorrows that she met in the way, her faith in God never wavered. But she has left us and tomorrow the sun will shine upon another grave that hides from our sight all that is mortal of a true and noble woman.
Mrs. SMITH and son have the profound sympathy of the entire community in their deep bereavement.
(Published in The Steamboat Pilot (Steamboat Springs, CO), Wednesday, May 04, 1910.)
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∼MRS. ANDERSON DEAD AFTER LONG ILLNESS
(From Thursday's daily.)
Death, yesterday morning, claimed Mrs. A. C. ANDERSON.
Mrs. ANDERSON first saw the light of day in Franklin, province of Quebec, September 06, 1836; at the time of her death, was 74 years of age.
She was married at an early age to John W. ANDERSON and soon after their marriage moved to Chateaugay, New York, where four children, two sons and two daughters, were born. They are Mrs. J. S. KISSANE, Chateaugay, New York; Mrs. M. W. SMITH of Steamboat; R. W. ANDERSON of Albany, New York, and W. B. ANDERSON of Leadville.
Mr. ANDERSON died in Chateaugay on January 14, 1896, and soon after his death, Mrs. ANDERSON moved to Chicago, where she lived for five or six years. She came to Steamboat last October and has resided here since. She has been in poor health for two years and during the past few months has been very ill. She suffered greatly early yesterday morning, but was conscious to the last.
Funeral Services will be held Friday afternoon at 3:30 from Bashor's mortuary parlors. All friends are invited. Temporary interment will be made in the Steamboat cemetery and later on the body will be disinterred and shipped to Chateaugay where the remains will be placed alongside those of her husband.
"Smooth the locks of silver hair,
On our mother's brow with tenderest care.
Gather the robe in final fold
Around the form so still and cold.
Lay on her bosom, pure as snow,
The fairest, sweetest flowers that grow.
Kiss her and leave her our hearts delight;
Her pain is over, she sleeps tonight."
Just with the awakening life of a new day she went to sleep like a tired child. It was just as the birds caroled the coming of the morn and just as the rosy fingers of the orb of day tinted the eastern sky with a sheen of glory. Surely a most fitting time for a pure spirit to take its flight heavenward. With the eye of faith one could see at dawn of this memorable April day an invisible hand wave a signal, and a voice in softest accent on the morning breeze, announce that the gates were open and that God's angels were waiting to escort her in.
After a long, busy and useful life, she died as she had lived - honored, trusted and loved. She roared her own monument while she lived in the hearts of all who knew her. Her life was completed, if work all done and well done constitutes completion. Her Christian life was beautiful from its beginning to its close, and through all the vicissitudes and sorrows that she met in the way, her faith in God never wavered. But she has left us and tomorrow the sun will shine upon another grave that hides from our sight all that is mortal of a true and noble woman.
Mrs. SMITH and son have the profound sympathy of the entire community in their deep bereavement.
(Published in The Steamboat Pilot (Steamboat Springs, CO), Wednesday, May 04, 1910.)
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(From Thursday's daily.)
Death, yesterday morning, claimed Mrs. A. C. ANDERSON.
Mrs. ANDERSON first saw the light of day in Franklin, province of Quebec, September 06, 1836; at the time of her death, was 74 years of age.
She was married at an early age to John W. ANDERSON and soon after their marriage moved to Chateaugay, New York, where four children, two sons and two daughters, were born. They are Mrs. J. S. KISSANE, Chateaugay, New York; Mrs. M. W. SMITH of Steamboat; R. W. ANDERSON of Albany, New York, and W. B. ANDERSON of Leadville.
Mr. ANDERSON died in Chateaugay on January 14, 1896, and soon after his death, Mrs. ANDERSON moved to Chicago, where she lived for five or six years. She came to Steamboat last October and has resided here since. She has been in poor health for two years and during the past few months has been very ill. She suffered greatly early yesterday morning, but was conscious to the last.
Funeral Services will be held Friday afternoon at 3:30 from Bashor's mortuary parlors. All friends are invited. Temporary interment will be made in the Steamboat cemetery and later on the body will be disinterred and shipped to Chateaugay where the remains will be placed alongside those of her husband.
"Smooth the locks of silver hair,
On our mother's brow with tenderest care.
Gather the robe in final fold
Around the form so still and cold.
Lay on her bosom, pure as snow,
The fairest, sweetest flowers that grow.
Kiss her and leave her our hearts delight;
Her pain is over, she sleeps tonight."
Just with the awakening life of a new day she went to sleep like a tired child. It was just as the birds caroled the coming of the morn and just as the rosy fingers of the orb of day tinted the eastern sky with a sheen of glory. Surely a most fitting time for a pure spirit to take its flight heavenward. With the eye of faith one could see at dawn of this memorable April day an invisible hand wave a signal, and a voice in softest accent on the morning breeze, announce that the gates were open and that God's angels were waiting to escort her in.
After a long, busy and useful life, she died as she had lived - honored, trusted and loved. She roared her own monument while she lived in the hearts of all who knew her. Her life was completed, if work all done and well done constitutes completion. Her Christian life was beautiful from its beginning to its close, and through all the vicissitudes and sorrows that she met in the way, her faith in God never wavered. But she has left us and tomorrow the sun will shine upon another grave that hides from our sight all that is mortal of a true and noble woman.
Mrs. SMITH and son have the profound sympathy of the entire community in their deep bereavement.
(Published in The Steamboat Pilot (Steamboat Springs, CO), Wednesday, May 04, 1910.)
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