Williams - Margaret Penny
Source: Crawfordsville Weekly Journal, 2 February 1894
Margaret J. Penny fell asleep in Jesus at her home, in Waveland, January 24, 1894. She was born in Putnam county, this State, Nov. 21. 1832, and was married to Daniel Williams, April 5, 1849. Unto them were born eleven children, three having preceded her to the Better Land. Her husband, four sons, four daughters, an aged mother 80 years old. and two sisters and many friends are left to mourn their loss. But they sorrow not as those who have no hope. Sister Williams united with the M. E. church in or about 1866 and truly has she followed her Master until her race was run. None knew her but to love, and those who knew her best loved her most. She was a devoted wife, a loving mother and a kind neighbor. Sister Williams had suffered for over fifteen years with that dread disease, consumption, and at times her sufferings were very great. She bore them all without a murmur. She was ever ready to go when it was God's will to call her, yet was willing to live and suffer on if only it would contribute to the welfare of those she so dearly loved and never was a mother more kindly cared for than she and no vacant chair was ever missed more than her's will be, but like the rude blast of Autumn as it sweeps o'er the plain, it nips the choicest, most beautiful flowers, so the angel of death when He comes, seems to claim the most dearly loved one of ours. He has paused at our threshold, yes. entered our door. He has taken our beloved mother away but our loss is her gain. She rests on the shore that beams with eternal day - transcribed by Kim H
Source: Crawfordsville Daily Journal Wednesday, 31 January 1894
Margaret J. Penny fell asleep in Jesus at her home in Waveland, January 24, 1894. She was born in Putnam County, this state, Nov. 21, 1832, and was married to Daniel Williams, April 5, 1849. Unto them were born eleven children, three having preceded her to the Better Land. Her husband, four sons, four daughters, an aged mother, 80 years old, and two sisters and many friends are left to mourn their loss. But they sorrow not as those who have no hope. Sister Williams united with the M. E. Church in or about 1866, and truly has she followed her Master until her race was run. None knew her but to love, and those who knew her best loved her most. She was a devoted wife, a loving mother and a kind neighbor.
Sister Williams had suffered for over fifteen yeas with that dread disease, consumption, and at times her sufferings were very great. She bore them all without a murmur. She was ever ready to go when it was God’s will to call her, yet was willing to live and suffer on if only it would contribute to the welfare of those she so dearly loved and never was a mother more kindly cared for than she and no vacant chair was ever missed more than hers will be, but like the rude blast of autumn as it sweeps o’er the plain, it nips the choicest, most beautiful flowers, so the angel of death when He comes, seems to claim the most dearly loved one of ours. He has paused at our threshold, yes, entered our door. He has taken our beloved mother away but our loss is her gain. She rests on the shore that beams with eternal day. - thanks to S for this one