Obit For | Mary May Hancock |
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Headline | A YOUNG LADY PASSES |
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Obit #1 Miss Mae Hancock of Washburn who had been a long and patient sufferer from rheumatism, died Saturday, April 13, 1913, aged 22 years. She had an attack of pneumonia, but that was broken up, and it was thought she might improve, but the rheumatism proved too much for her, and her soul was wafted to the land beyond the seas. She had tested the waters of Mineral Wells in Texas, for her rheumatic troubles but without avail. She was 22 years old and was a member of the Christian Church. The remains were intered in Truelove Cemetery, Sunday. Obit #2 "There is a reaper whose name is Death, And with his sickle keen He reaps the bearded grain at a breath, and flowers that grow between." We are made to realize the truthfulness of these lines in the death of Mary May Hancock, for she was indeed a bright and lovely flower just blooming into womanhood when death claimed her as his own. May was the second child of W.C. and Alice Hancock of Washburn, Missouri, and a grandaughter of G.B. Hancock, well known as a gospel minister in the Christian brotherhood. She was born November 6, A.D. 1893, died April 12, A.D. 1913, aged 19 years, 5 months, 6 days; was born again June 20, A.D. 1908, being buried with her Lord in baptism by Brother Ben J. Elston. She had been a constant sufferer from rheumatism for several months, although the immediate cause of her death was pneumonia, developing from a severe cold taken while at a health resort in Texas, where her father had taken her, hoping for the relief in the baths there. All was done that ? parents and friends could do, but without avail. And she, realizing death was near, was willing and anxious to go and be at rest. She asked that loved ones should not weep for her, but rather pray that she might be released from her sufferings, and a short time before her pure spirit took its flight she said "Why not tonight?" and folding her hands, calmly waited the coming of him who has said "I will be with thee." Besides father and mother, she leaves one sister, Mrs. Gail Martin of Joplin, Missouri and four brother younger than herself, who will so sadly miss their sister, but, dear ones, remember this parting is not forever, but may be only a short time, and prepare while in youth to meet her with the Savior when he comes, for we know not the day nor the hour. After a short funeral service they: "Tenderly laid her rest 'neath the sod; Angels look tenderly down! But to her fair spirit had flown to her God, Gone to receive a bright crown, In the fair field of the blessed to roam, Singing with angels so fair; Dwelling with Christ in his beautiful home. All its bright splendors to share. Why should we linger to weep round the tomb? Sorrow shall vex her no more; Never a shadow of trouble or gloom Reaches yon heavenly shore. There with the glorified spirits to reign Through the bright ages above; Free from all sorrow and sickness and pain, Resting in heavenly love. Written by her aunt, Mrs. T.C. Newman Lamar Missouri Christian L?? In Memoriam Of Mary May Hancock, daughter of W.C. and Alice Hancock of Washburn, born November 6, 1893 and died April 12, 1913, after several months of suffering with rheumatism. Besides her parents she leaves one sister Gail, wife of Curtis Martin of Joplin and four brothers Lloyd, ?ene, Cline and John and other relatives and friends to mourn her loss. Funeral services were conducted by E.W. Stevens from the 15th chapter of Corinthians and Interment made in the Maplewood Cemetery, Exeter. She was converted June 20, 1908, and joined the Christian Church and lived a true christian until death and was loved and esteemed by all. Our loss is heavens gain. Mourn not the dead who calmly lie By God's own hand composed to rest, For Hark! a voice from yonder sky Proclaims them blest--supremely blest With them that toll and strife are o'er; There labor end, there sorrows cease, For they have gained the blissful shore Where dwells serene eternal peace. Mourn not the dead though like the flower Just opening to the morning Ray. Nipped by disease's cruel power, They fell from love's embrace away. Where breathes no chill or tainted air, Where falls no darkness of the tomb, They prove the loving Savior's care And blossom in immortal bloom. Drop the warm tear-for Jesus wept; Sorrow shall find relief in tears, But let no secret grief be kept To waste the soul for in nameless years They rest in hope, and from the grave shall rise; Earth shall restore her sacred trust Made all immortal for the skies. Obit #1 reads that Mary was buried in Truelove Cemetery and the Memorium lists Maplewood Cemetery as the burial place. She is buried at Maplewood. |
Newspaper or Funeral Home | Cassville Republican - Cassville Democrat |
Date | January 1914 |
Death Cert Link | Death Certificate |
Resource | Scrapbook bought at the estate sale of Vivian Roller by Ted W. Roller |
Submitted by | Donna Cooper |