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Susan M. <I>Jett</I> Crawford

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Susan M. Jett Crawford

Birth
Alabama, USA
Death
22 Jun 1929 (aged 56)
Saline County, Arkansas, USA
Burial
Rubicon, Saline County, Arkansas, USA Add to Map
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Mrs. T. F. Shell
On the 22 of June about 4:00 in the afternoon the death angel called at the home of Mrs. T. F. Shell and claimed her darling mother, Mrs. Susan Crawford, aged 57 yeas, 7 months, and 5 days. Her death was caused from cancer. She had been ill for a long time. She was operated on in February 1927 and it was thought by doctors that the cancer wouldn't trouble her again. The operation was not successful and she began suffering from it again about a year later. Her suffering was terrible but she bore it patiently and would often tell us not to grieve for her that death to her would be a relief and she would be at rest. Our home is oh so lonely without her. She was a devoted, loving mother, a kind gentle companion and loved by all who knew her. She was born Nov. 17, 1872, in the northern part of Alabama, near Huntsville, where part of her young childhood was spent. When she was a small girl of nine or ten years of ago her father, a minister with a family of ten children, came to this state. One of the children, a little girl, died while on their journey through this stand and was buried at Ozark. They finally settled in Scott county near Waldron where they lived for several years. Her father, not being satisfied, came to this county after his children were all almost grown.
Aug. 1, 1899, his daughter, Susan, was married to John E. Crawford of this community. To this union, four children were born, three daughters and one son. The son, Trueman, died in infancy. We miss her so sadly, yet she told us not to grieve for her. She told us that she would be at rest and free from her terrible suffering. I know we will meet her in that Great Beyond where all is joy and peace. She is survived by her husband, J. E. Crawford, three daughters, Mrs. Virgie Shell, Mrs. Osie Dunn and Mrs. Iva Shell, also three grandchildren all of this community. She is also survived by one brother, Benton F. Jett, of Waldron, besides a host of other relatives and friends. She was laid to rest June 23, about 3:30 in the afternoon at Gravel Hill Cemetery. She is gone but not forgotten.
T'was sad to part from mother. From the one we loved so dear. And when the hour of parting came, it seemed more than we could bear.
But still it is a glorious thing to know we'll meet again. To know we'll meet to never part in the home where Jesus reigns.
Mother, mother, you have left us. No one here can take your place. From my dreams I seem to awaken to see you smiling in my face. Many times have you caressed me.
Many times you've stilled my fears. Many times while in my childhood you have stopped my flow of tears. There is no one like a mother to guide her children safely through this old world of trials and troubles. She always knows what's best for you. A mother is life's greatest treasure always gentle, kind and true. When she's gone you'll find no other that will so tenderly care for you.
Mother dear you were a Christian. We will try to be one to, so when we are called to answer we can come and be with you. You have left this world of trouble. Gone to that happy home beyond. But we hope again to meet you on that great day later on. She often prayed that God would spare her until her children were all grown. That he would not take her from them while they were so small and so alone.
That earnest prayer was answered then the angels call her home to rest where flowers are blooming in that happy home beyond. Written by her daughter, Virgie Shell. (from the Benton Courier, May 22, 1930, page 2)
Mrs. T. F. Shell
On the 22 of June about 4:00 in the afternoon the death angel called at the home of Mrs. T. F. Shell and claimed her darling mother, Mrs. Susan Crawford, aged 57 yeas, 7 months, and 5 days. Her death was caused from cancer. She had been ill for a long time. She was operated on in February 1927 and it was thought by doctors that the cancer wouldn't trouble her again. The operation was not successful and she began suffering from it again about a year later. Her suffering was terrible but she bore it patiently and would often tell us not to grieve for her that death to her would be a relief and she would be at rest. Our home is oh so lonely without her. She was a devoted, loving mother, a kind gentle companion and loved by all who knew her. She was born Nov. 17, 1872, in the northern part of Alabama, near Huntsville, where part of her young childhood was spent. When she was a small girl of nine or ten years of ago her father, a minister with a family of ten children, came to this state. One of the children, a little girl, died while on their journey through this stand and was buried at Ozark. They finally settled in Scott county near Waldron where they lived for several years. Her father, not being satisfied, came to this county after his children were all almost grown.
Aug. 1, 1899, his daughter, Susan, was married to John E. Crawford of this community. To this union, four children were born, three daughters and one son. The son, Trueman, died in infancy. We miss her so sadly, yet she told us not to grieve for her. She told us that she would be at rest and free from her terrible suffering. I know we will meet her in that Great Beyond where all is joy and peace. She is survived by her husband, J. E. Crawford, three daughters, Mrs. Virgie Shell, Mrs. Osie Dunn and Mrs. Iva Shell, also three grandchildren all of this community. She is also survived by one brother, Benton F. Jett, of Waldron, besides a host of other relatives and friends. She was laid to rest June 23, about 3:30 in the afternoon at Gravel Hill Cemetery. She is gone but not forgotten.
T'was sad to part from mother. From the one we loved so dear. And when the hour of parting came, it seemed more than we could bear.
But still it is a glorious thing to know we'll meet again. To know we'll meet to never part in the home where Jesus reigns.
Mother, mother, you have left us. No one here can take your place. From my dreams I seem to awaken to see you smiling in my face. Many times have you caressed me.
Many times you've stilled my fears. Many times while in my childhood you have stopped my flow of tears. There is no one like a mother to guide her children safely through this old world of trials and troubles. She always knows what's best for you. A mother is life's greatest treasure always gentle, kind and true. When she's gone you'll find no other that will so tenderly care for you.
Mother dear you were a Christian. We will try to be one to, so when we are called to answer we can come and be with you. You have left this world of trouble. Gone to that happy home beyond. But we hope again to meet you on that great day later on. She often prayed that God would spare her until her children were all grown. That he would not take her from them while they were so small and so alone.
That earnest prayer was answered then the angels call her home to rest where flowers are blooming in that happy home beyond. Written by her daughter, Virgie Shell. (from the Benton Courier, May 22, 1930, page 2)


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