Kise - Lucy Freeman
Source: Crawfordsville, Montgomery County, Indiana Weekly Argus News Aug 14, 1897 p 4
Lucy Maud Freeman was born at Darlington, Ind July 9, 1872, died Aug 5, 1897 aged 25 years and 27 days. She was married to WIlliam T. Kise Jan 31, 1899 who with two little girls, Hazel aged 7 years and Nellie aged 4 years survive her. Four sisters and one brother are left. She united with the church at Mace Dec 6, 1887. The funeral took place in the ME Church at Mace in the presence of one of the largest congregations that ever gathred at Mace. The services were in charge of Revs. John Stafford, GW Stafford and HC Riley. - kbz
Source: Crawfordsville Weekly Journal, 13 August 1897
Lucy Maud Freeman was born in Darlington, Ind., July 9, 1872 and died August 5, 1897, aged twenty five years and twenty-seven days. She was married to William T. Kise January 31, 1889, who with two little children, Hazel, aged seven years, and Nellie, aged four years, four sisters and one brother left. She joined the M. E. church at Mace December 6, 1887 The funeral took place at the M. E. church at Mace Saturday, August 7, at 10 o'clock, conducted by Revs. Father Stafford, John Stafford and H. C. Riley. Maud had a large circle of friends and was greatly loved by all. One of the largest congregations was present that ever gathered at Mace. - thanks to Kim H
Source: Crawfordsville Star, Aug 12, 1897 p 5
Mrs. Will Kise of Mace died on Thursday morning of a complication of diseases after only a few weeks’ illness. She leaves a husband and two little daughters. She was formerly Maude Freeman, daughter of the late SM Freeman widely known as a music instructor. - kbz
Source: Crawfordsville Weekly Journal Friday, 13 August 1897
Death has again entered our midst and taken for its victim a beloved wife and mother, Mrs. Lucy Maud Kise, aged twenty five years and twenty seven days. She had been sick almost seven weeks. We can hardly realize that she has gone. Maud was a member of the Mace M. E. Church. She was a noble Christian woman, bearing her intense suffering with patience, only waiting for the hour when her dear Lord should come for her. He was with her in every moment of her illness, and when the earth receded from her and the bars of death were lifted for her passage through, he never left her. Time was when she was alive upon the earth and active amid its busy scenes. She had her joys and her sorrows. She flitted across life’s busy stage and disappeared forever behind the curtain of mortality. She has gone. She has closed her eyes on the visionary scenes of time, but has opened them amid the solemn realities of eternity and has entered upon that life which shall never end. Her feet have passed up the flowery path beyond and stand secure within the pearly gates. To die then, is but to live. Our continuance on earth is but for a short time. Let us trust that our future life, though short it may be, will be made brighter by the glimpse of heaven through our departed loved one, and when it has come our time to lay aside our weather beaten form, and He shall call us, we hope to greet thee beyond this weary world where there is no tearful parting. -s