Door County Democrat; Saturday, Jan 4, 1902, pg 8; col 5
Baileys Harbor
Mrs. Caroline Jackson passed away last Saturday evening, Dec. 28, after an illness of about six weeks. Mrs. Jackson was born in Leuthmansdorf, Germany, June 5, 1835. She was the daughter of John Schirmer. In 1856 she came to America and settled in this town, being married soon after her arrival to Wm. Jackson. Eight children were born to them, four of whom with the husband, are now left to mourn her loss. Two of the deceased were burned to death, and two met their fate by drowning. Besides the above mourners she leaves four sisters, also. The funeral was held from the German Lutheran Church on Tuesday afternoon and a large number of people followed the remains to their last resting place. Unconscious now in peaceful sleep, From all her cares at rest,While friends around are called to weep She is divinely blessed. Passed away from earth forever, Free from all cares and fears,She again will join us never, While we tread this vale of tears. For the turf is now her pillow, And she sleeps among the dead, While the cypress and the willow, Wave above her lowly bed.
Door County Democrat; Saturday, Jan 4, 1902, pg 8; col 5
Baileys Harbor
Mrs. Caroline Jackson passed away last Saturday evening, Dec. 28, after an illness of about six weeks. Mrs. Jackson was born in Leuthmansdorf, Germany, June 5, 1835. She was the daughter of John Schirmer. In 1856 she came to America and settled in this town, being married soon after her arrival to Wm. Jackson. Eight children were born to them, four of whom with the husband, are now left to mourn her loss. Two of the deceased were burned to death, and two met their fate by drowning. Besides the above mourners she leaves four sisters, also. The funeral was held from the German Lutheran Church on Tuesday afternoon and a large number of people followed the remains to their last resting place. Unconscious now in peaceful sleep, From all her cares at rest,While friends around are called to weep She is divinely blessed. Passed away from earth forever, Free from all cares and fears,She again will join us never, While we tread this vale of tears. For the turf is now her pillow, And she sleeps among the dead, While the cypress and the willow, Wave above her lowly bed.
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