|Birth: ||Aug. 30, 1865|
|Death: ||Sep. 16, 1938|
September 22, 1938
Anna Muldoon, daughter of Michael and Melvina Muldoon, was born at Lancaster, Wisconsin, August 30, 1865, and departed this life on Friday, Sept. 16, 1938, at St. Joseph's Hospital in Concordia, Kansas.
She was united in marriage to Oliver Cook, on March 24, 1884. To this union two children were born, Bessie Cook Bearnes and Robert Cook.
She came to Kansas in 1895, and lived near Delphos since that time.
She leaves to mourn her passing, her two children, one stepson, fourteen grandchildren, seven great grandchildren, three brothers and several nieces and nephews. Her husband preceded her in death, Feb. 15, 1933.
Mother spent her early childhood in Wisconsin, where she was known and loved by a large circle of friends. Her entire life was a life of sacrifice for her loved ones. Having been raised by a Christian grandmother, she early adopted the Christian way of life and never ceased to practice the rule of love and charity towards all.
She endured all of the hardships and privations of the early settlers, and never ceased to struggle for the better things of life for those she loved. Mother carried burdens too heavy for her frail strength, having been an uncomplaining sufferer for many years.
We shall miss you, Mother – no one can ever take your place.
A Dear Old Face
(By Francesca Falk Miller)
It is mellowed and soft as an apple's cheek
That has ripened and lain in the sun.
There are tiny, fine furrows weaving across
Where the seaming of life has been done.
It is brown and weathered and wrinkled and scarred,
But it's beautiful – somehow or other,
A dear old face,
A rare old face:
The face of our Mother!
There are eyes of blue – as pale, dim stars,
That peer from the years behind them,
Where treasures of wisdom lie buried deep –
If you only know how to find them.
There is wholesome counsel and wise advice
That gentleness cannot cover,
In the mild old eyes,
The kind old eyes,
The eyes of our Mother!
There is a smile of peace on the tremulous lips
From the memory of kisses long-gathered,
A smile that is sweetened by tears she has shed
And the storms of life she has weathered,
There is a stamp of pain on each scar of time,
But courage has softened all other,
On the sweet old lips,
The sensitive lips,
The lips of our mother!
I call it a treat to sit by her side
And bask in the beauty she lends me –
A beauty fined down to the spirit of things
Which there in her presence attends me.
For in her calm face all the problems of life
Seem forgotten – somehow or other,
That find old face,
That beautiful face,
The face of our Mother!
Funeral services were conducted by Rev. Joseph Bruce, pastor of the Presbyterian Church, from the Cook family home north of Delphos, Monday afternoon. Music was furnished by Miss Norline Manuel, who sang two solos, accompanied by Mrs. Joseph Bruce. The body was carried to its last resting place in the Delphos Cemetery by Dr. W.E. Casey, Earl Teed, L.A. Willars, Ernest Lynch, Phil Wilkins, and Wm. Murphy. Roy Hartley, funeral director.
Oliver Cook (1857 - 1933)*
Created by: Kate Jacques
Record added: Apr 25, 2008
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