Myers - Hattie
Source: Crawfordsville Weekly Journal Friday, 1 May 1896
It becomes our sad duty to chronicle the death of a kind neighbor, Mrs. Hattie A. Myers. She was born in Wallace, Ind., June 26, 1860, and died April 23, 1896. She was married to D. F. Myers July 3, 1881. She leaves a husband and one daughter, Cloa, also her mother and three sisters. She was an industrious woman and of lively disposition. The family will miss her watchful care, most especially will her little daughter who is just now nearing the age of womanhood, and when she most needs a mother’s tender care. Mrs. Myers was a member of the Presbyterian Church at Alamo, united in 1882. She died in the faith and expressed herself as ready to meet her Savior. Her suffering was of one week’s duration and very severe, yet she bore all with much patience. In a small book were found a few words written to her daughter saying should the grave be her resting place to still remember her after death. Let us hope she is at rest. Funeral services were conducted by A. P. White at the Presbyterian Church. - kbz
It becomes our sad duty to chronicle the death of a kind neighbor, Mrs. Hattie A. Myers. She was born in Wallace, Ind., June 26, 1860, and died April 23, 1896. She was married to D. F. Myers July 3, 1881. She leaves a husband and one daughter, Cloa, also her mother and three sisters. She was an industrious woman and of lively disposition. The family will miss her watchful care, most especially will her little daughter who is just now nearing the age of womanhood, and when she most needs a mother’s tender care. Mrs. Myers was a member of the Presbyterian Church at Alamo, united in 1882. She died in the faith and expressed herself as ready to meet her Savior. Her suffering was of one week’s duration and very severe, yet she bore all with much patience. In a small book were found a few words written to her daughter saying should the grave be her resting place to still remember her after death. Let us hope she is at rest. Funeral services were conducted by A. P. White at the Presbyterian Church. - kbz