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Catherine <I>Holtzclaw</I> Brown

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Catherine Holtzclaw Brown

Birth
Fredericksburg, Fredericksburg City, Virginia, USA
Death
15 Mar 1902 (aged 75)
Chandler, Lincoln County, Oklahoma, USA
Burial
Chandler, Lincoln County, Oklahoma, USA Add to Map
Plot
Section 5, Lot 67
Memorial ID
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The following provided by James Windsor F-A-G # 47024650 10Jun2017

Daughter of Elias Holtzclaw of Fauquier Co. Virginia and Nancy (Windsor) of Fauquier Co. Virginia and Somerset, Perry Co. Ohio.

CHANDLER PUBLICIST, Chandler Oklahoma, 21 March 1902, obituary, MY MOTHER, “Catherine Holtzclaw Brown died at the home of her daughter, Mrs. W. H. French, at 3 o’clock Saturday morning, March 15, 1902. On Friday evening of the previous week she fell and wrenched her hip, but seemed to be recovering from the injury until Friday, when heart failure set in and she sank rapidly to the last. Her advanced age and the suffering she had long endured from kidney trouble made a fatal injury of what would have been but a slight hurt to a younger and stronger person. Funeral services were conducted from the home by Rev. J. A. Ferguson at 11 o’clock Sunday morning and the weary form was laid to rest in Oak Park beside W. H. French, who had been to her as a real son and whom she dearly loved. — Catherine Holtzclaw was born at Fredericksburg, Va., August 18, 1826. She was the youngest but one of a family of nine children of whom but one, a brother, Obed Holtzclaw, of Wentzville, Missouri, survives her. She was left an orphan at the age of four years, but contrary to the experience of most motherless children she found a real home where she was happy with her uncle, Judge Thomas King, of Somerset, Ohio. Here among dear friends she grew to womanhood and from this home she went forth as wife, having been married there November 15, 1855, to John J. Brown, of Monmouth, Illinois. The most of her married life was spent at Monmouth and at Elgin, Illinois. — In 1879, when age was coming upon her and who needed more than ever the comforts to which she had all her life been accustomed, adversity came. Failing fortune and the hope that a consumptive husband might be benefited by the change took the family to western Kansas, where disappointments and the privations familiar to all who have tried that drouth-stricken region were theirs, and here her husband died in 1883. Since 1894 she has made her home with her daughter in Chandler, spending each alternative summer with a son in Woods county. She was the mother of five children, of whom two daughters died in infancy. Two sons, E. F. and L. L. Brown, who were with her at the last, and Mrs. French, survive her. — A dear mother and noble woman has passed to her rest. Tho for years failing health had admonished her children to be prepared for the end, yet one can never be ready—can never be really prepared. For years we have watched the sands of her precious life dropping gently in the hourglass of time and have sought to sustain her as the inevitable approached, yet it came with a wrench to the heart–strings and her children realize that in the death of their dearly–loved mother they have lost the one who had been their most unselfish friend, their greatest comfort. That great mother heart, which throughout life drew to her all helpless and suffering creatures, is still. The long, useful life is ended. Earth’s most exalted tie, that of wifehood; its most sacred, that of motherhood, both are broken, to be reunited we hope under more prefect conditions than those of earth. Earth holds no symbol, no sign or image of the holy love of mother. In her tears glisten the celestial entities of heavenly promise. In her lullaby the harmonies of earth and sky and of all we dream and hope are mingled. Oh, the years that are past and the eternity to come and sweet mother! The blast is spent, the vase lies broken, but the tender influences of that mother’s loving devotion will last throughout the eons of eternity. To our sore hearts come Whittier’s comforting words:

Oh thou, who mournest on thy way
With longing for the close of day— He walks with thee, that angel kind,
And gently whispers: “Be resigned:
Bear up; bear on. The end shall tell,
The dear Lord ordereth all things well.”

THE CHANDLER NEWS, Chandler Oklahoma, 20 March 1902, Death of Mrs Brown, “Mrs. Catherine Holtzclaw Brown, aged 75 years, died at the home of her daughter, Mrs. W. H. French, in East Chandler, Saturday, March 15. The funeral was held Sunday afternoon at the residence, conducted by Rev. J. A. Ferguson of the Methodist church. Mrs. Brown was an estimable lady of lovable traits and she leaves many friends to mourn her loss.”
The following provided by James Windsor F-A-G # 47024650 10Jun2017

Daughter of Elias Holtzclaw of Fauquier Co. Virginia and Nancy (Windsor) of Fauquier Co. Virginia and Somerset, Perry Co. Ohio.

CHANDLER PUBLICIST, Chandler Oklahoma, 21 March 1902, obituary, MY MOTHER, “Catherine Holtzclaw Brown died at the home of her daughter, Mrs. W. H. French, at 3 o’clock Saturday morning, March 15, 1902. On Friday evening of the previous week she fell and wrenched her hip, but seemed to be recovering from the injury until Friday, when heart failure set in and she sank rapidly to the last. Her advanced age and the suffering she had long endured from kidney trouble made a fatal injury of what would have been but a slight hurt to a younger and stronger person. Funeral services were conducted from the home by Rev. J. A. Ferguson at 11 o’clock Sunday morning and the weary form was laid to rest in Oak Park beside W. H. French, who had been to her as a real son and whom she dearly loved. — Catherine Holtzclaw was born at Fredericksburg, Va., August 18, 1826. She was the youngest but one of a family of nine children of whom but one, a brother, Obed Holtzclaw, of Wentzville, Missouri, survives her. She was left an orphan at the age of four years, but contrary to the experience of most motherless children she found a real home where she was happy with her uncle, Judge Thomas King, of Somerset, Ohio. Here among dear friends she grew to womanhood and from this home she went forth as wife, having been married there November 15, 1855, to John J. Brown, of Monmouth, Illinois. The most of her married life was spent at Monmouth and at Elgin, Illinois. — In 1879, when age was coming upon her and who needed more than ever the comforts to which she had all her life been accustomed, adversity came. Failing fortune and the hope that a consumptive husband might be benefited by the change took the family to western Kansas, where disappointments and the privations familiar to all who have tried that drouth-stricken region were theirs, and here her husband died in 1883. Since 1894 she has made her home with her daughter in Chandler, spending each alternative summer with a son in Woods county. She was the mother of five children, of whom two daughters died in infancy. Two sons, E. F. and L. L. Brown, who were with her at the last, and Mrs. French, survive her. — A dear mother and noble woman has passed to her rest. Tho for years failing health had admonished her children to be prepared for the end, yet one can never be ready—can never be really prepared. For years we have watched the sands of her precious life dropping gently in the hourglass of time and have sought to sustain her as the inevitable approached, yet it came with a wrench to the heart–strings and her children realize that in the death of their dearly–loved mother they have lost the one who had been their most unselfish friend, their greatest comfort. That great mother heart, which throughout life drew to her all helpless and suffering creatures, is still. The long, useful life is ended. Earth’s most exalted tie, that of wifehood; its most sacred, that of motherhood, both are broken, to be reunited we hope under more prefect conditions than those of earth. Earth holds no symbol, no sign or image of the holy love of mother. In her tears glisten the celestial entities of heavenly promise. In her lullaby the harmonies of earth and sky and of all we dream and hope are mingled. Oh, the years that are past and the eternity to come and sweet mother! The blast is spent, the vase lies broken, but the tender influences of that mother’s loving devotion will last throughout the eons of eternity. To our sore hearts come Whittier’s comforting words:

Oh thou, who mournest on thy way
With longing for the close of day— He walks with thee, that angel kind,
And gently whispers: “Be resigned:
Bear up; bear on. The end shall tell,
The dear Lord ordereth all things well.”

THE CHANDLER NEWS, Chandler Oklahoma, 20 March 1902, Death of Mrs Brown, “Mrs. Catherine Holtzclaw Brown, aged 75 years, died at the home of her daughter, Mrs. W. H. French, in East Chandler, Saturday, March 15. The funeral was held Sunday afternoon at the residence, conducted by Rev. J. A. Ferguson of the Methodist church. Mrs. Brown was an estimable lady of lovable traits and she leaves many friends to mourn her loss.”


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