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Lola Whiteman Baily

Birth
Pleasant Hill, New Castle County, Delaware, USA
Death
28 Jan 1890 (aged 28)
Burlington, Kit Carson County, Colorado, USA
Burial
Longmont, Boulder County, Colorado, USA Add to Map
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Daily Republican (Wilmington, DE) February 15, 1890, pg 4

DIED
BAILY - Tuesday, night, January 28th, 1890, of neuralgia of the heart, Lola Whiteman, wife of Pierce W. Baily, in the 29th year of her age.
Lola Whiteman was born at Pleasant Hill, Delaware, June 16th, 1861, where she lived with her parents until six years ago, when on the 20th day of March, 1888, she was married to Pierce W. Baily. In her youth she joined the Presbyterian Church at White Clay Creek, Delaware, to which she continued faithful until called home to her reward. Mr and Mrs. Baily lived in Pennsylvania three years, removing to Alma, Neb., in 1887, where they resided one year and then removing to Burlington, Col., where they have since made their home.
Mrs. Baily ad been sick but five days, and her sudden death casts a gloom over our beautiful city. She was a lady respected by all; those who knew her only knew her as a kind and affectionate lady, a loving mother, and a fond wife. Few knew that she had been sick, and the report of her death could hardly be realized - but she sleeps - that sleep, alas, which knows no waking to things of this world. She leaves a loving husband and two helpless children, Marshall aged 4 years and Henry aged 14 months. Also a dear mother, brothers and sisters, who reside in Delaware. The funeral services were conducted at the M. E. Church, by the Rev. J. M. Willis, on Thursday, at 2 o'clock, and the remains placed in the Burlington Cemetery by sympathizing friends.
Mrs. A. S. Herr, of Yuma, sister of Mr. Baily, arrived in time to attend the funeral services, and at present is stopping with her brother.
Gone to the grave is our true freind,
Gone is a loving wife,
Gone is a tender mother,
But she has entered a better life.
Yes, thou art gone, we ne'er again
Thy form on earth shall see,
Nor hear thy voice, nor see thy smile,
Which bound our hearts to thee.
Gone from the friends you loved below
To realms of purer love,
To feast on pleasures pure and sweet,
In that bright land above.
Copied from the Burlington Blade

Daily Republican (Wilmington, DE) February 15, 1890, pg 4

DIED
BAILY - Tuesday, night, January 28th, 1890, of neuralgia of the heart, Lola Whiteman, wife of Pierce W. Baily, in the 29th year of her age.
Lola Whiteman was born at Pleasant Hill, Delaware, June 16th, 1861, where she lived with her parents until six years ago, when on the 20th day of March, 1888, she was married to Pierce W. Baily. In her youth she joined the Presbyterian Church at White Clay Creek, Delaware, to which she continued faithful until called home to her reward. Mr and Mrs. Baily lived in Pennsylvania three years, removing to Alma, Neb., in 1887, where they resided one year and then removing to Burlington, Col., where they have since made their home.
Mrs. Baily ad been sick but five days, and her sudden death casts a gloom over our beautiful city. She was a lady respected by all; those who knew her only knew her as a kind and affectionate lady, a loving mother, and a fond wife. Few knew that she had been sick, and the report of her death could hardly be realized - but she sleeps - that sleep, alas, which knows no waking to things of this world. She leaves a loving husband and two helpless children, Marshall aged 4 years and Henry aged 14 months. Also a dear mother, brothers and sisters, who reside in Delaware. The funeral services were conducted at the M. E. Church, by the Rev. J. M. Willis, on Thursday, at 2 o'clock, and the remains placed in the Burlington Cemetery by sympathizing friends.
Mrs. A. S. Herr, of Yuma, sister of Mr. Baily, arrived in time to attend the funeral services, and at present is stopping with her brother.
Gone to the grave is our true freind,
Gone is a loving wife,
Gone is a tender mother,
But she has entered a better life.
Yes, thou art gone, we ne'er again
Thy form on earth shall see,
Nor hear thy voice, nor see thy smile,
Which bound our hearts to thee.
Gone from the friends you loved below
To realms of purer love,
To feast on pleasures pure and sweet,
In that bright land above.
Copied from the Burlington Blade



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