Obituary of Margaret J. Hamilton, Citrus Co. Chronicle, Inverness, FL, Thurs., 18 Sep 1941, p. 8, datelined Holder, Fla., Sept. 9, 1941 [Transcribed 12 Sep 2008 by Bill Smith, Ridgefield, Washington, from an obituary courtesy of the Citrus Co. library.]
Margaret J. Hamilton, daughter of Jeremiah and Permelia Woodrow, was born in Jackson Co., Ohio, Sept. 4th, 1863. Departed this life in the Ocala Hospital Sept. 8, 1941, age 78 years and 4 days. She was the second oldest of a family of seven children. Three brothers and one sister having preceded her, while two brothers still remain, George B. Woodrow of Holder, Fla., and Arthur E. Woodrow of Wellston, Ohio, both of those being with her to the end.
Mrs. Hamilton was raised in Ohio but left that state at the age of twenty-two, going from there to Neb. to be with her older brother who had gone there a couple of years before. They each took up a land claim and proved their rights according to the laws of Nebraska. A little later they went to Cheyenne Wells, Colo., where she met and married Mr. H.S. Hamilton. To this union was born one son, Harry Woodrow Hamilton, who sleeps in a soldier's grave in your fair City. Mr. Hamilton died a number of years ago, and in 1932 Mrs. Hamilton with her son came to Florida to live with her brother, G.B. Woodrow.
She has been a constant sufferer from the awful pain of arthritis for a number of years. About the 10th of June she fell, resulting in a fractured vertebra causing her removal to the Ocala Hospital where she bravely and so patiently endured her suffering to the end. She was a true and devoted wife, a kind and loving mother, an adorable sister, a good neighbor, and a true God-loving Christian. Her church membership still remains in the Methodist Church in Cheyenne Wells, Colo. She will be be missed and mourned by legions of friends, as to know her was to love her.
She lived for those who loved her,
Whose hearts were kind and true
For the Heaven that smiled above her,
And awaiting her spirit too.
She has gone to join the Angels ---
She could hear them calling, "Come Home!"
And God always has a place for such dear ones,
So he said to Sister Margaret, "Come!"
She loved to work with flowers.
She loved to watch them grow.
But today she is happily viewing
The flower gardens in Heaven. We know.
As I stood by her bedside Sunday evening, bathing her poor little pain-racked face and hands with cold wet cloths, I fancied I could hear her silently whispering this prayer.
Oh, Come! Angel band, Come, and around me stand,
Oh, bear me away on your snow white wings
To my immortal Home.
And, then again, I fancied I could hear the answer to her prayer.
Oh, yes we have come with our Angel band,
And together around you we do stand.
We will bear you away on our snow white wings
To your immortal Home.
Thus, it seems to me was the passing of our Dear little Sister from her Earthly, to her Eternal Home, where pain and suffering never come.
Written by her brother, A. E. Woodrow, of Wellston, Ohio.
Margaret J. Hamilton, daughter of Jeremiah and Permelia Woodrow, was born in Jackson Co., Ohio, Sept. 4th, 1863. Departed this life in the Ocala Hospital Sept. 8, 1941, age 78 years and 4 days. She was the second oldest of a family of seven children. Three brothers and one sister having preceded her, while two brothers still remain, George B. Woodrow of Holder, Fla., and Arthur E. Woodrow of Wellston, Ohio, both of those being with her to the end.
Mrs. Hamilton was raised in Ohio but left that state at the age of twenty-two, going from there to Neb. to be with her older brother who had gone there a couple of years before. They each took up a land claim and proved their rights according to the laws of Nebraska. A little later they went to Cheyenne Wells, Colo., where she met and married Mr. H.S. Hamilton. To this union was born one son, Harry Woodrow Hamilton, who sleeps in a soldier's grave in your fair City. Mr. Hamilton died a number of years ago, and in 1932 Mrs. Hamilton with her son came to Florida to live with her brother, G.B. Woodrow.
She has been a constant sufferer from the awful pain of arthritis for a number of years. About the 10th of June she fell, resulting in a fractured vertebra causing her removal to the Ocala Hospital where she bravely and so patiently endured her suffering to the end. She was a true and devoted wife, a kind and loving mother, an adorable sister, a good neighbor, and a true God-loving Christian. Her church membership still remains in the Methodist Church in Cheyenne Wells, Colo. She will be be missed and mourned by legions of friends, as to know her was to love her.
She lived for those who loved her,
Whose hearts were kind and true
For the Heaven that smiled above her,
And awaiting her spirit too.
She has gone to join the Angels ---
She could hear them calling, "Come Home!"
And God always has a place for such dear ones,
So he said to Sister Margaret, "Come!"
She loved to work with flowers.
She loved to watch them grow.
But today she is happily viewing
The flower gardens in Heaven. We know.
As I stood by her bedside Sunday evening, bathing her poor little pain-racked face and hands with cold wet cloths, I fancied I could hear her silently whispering this prayer.
Oh, Come! Angel band, Come, and around me stand,
Oh, bear me away on your snow white wings
To my immortal Home.
And, then again, I fancied I could hear the answer to her prayer.
Oh, yes we have come with our Angel band,
And together around you we do stand.
We will bear you away on our snow white wings
To your immortal Home.
Thus, it seems to me was the passing of our Dear little Sister from her Earthly, to her Eternal Home, where pain and suffering never come.
Written by her brother, A. E. Woodrow, of Wellston, Ohio.
Obituary of Margaret J. Hamilton, Citrus Co. Chronicle, Inverness, FL, Thurs., 18 Sep 1941, p. 8, datelined Holder, Fla., Sept. 9, 1941 [Transcribed 12 Sep 2008 by Bill Smith, Ridgefield, Washington, from an obituary courtesy of the Citrus Co. library.]
Margaret J. Hamilton, daughter of Jeremiah and Permelia Woodrow, was born in Jackson Co., Ohio, Sept. 4th, 1863. Departed this life in the Ocala Hospital Sept. 8, 1941, age 78 years and 4 days. She was the second oldest of a family of seven children. Three brothers and one sister having preceded her, while two brothers still remain, George B. Woodrow of Holder, Fla., and Arthur E. Woodrow of Wellston, Ohio, both of those being with her to the end.
Mrs. Hamilton was raised in Ohio but left that state at the age of twenty-two, going from there to Neb. to be with her older brother who had gone there a couple of years before. They each took up a land claim and proved their rights according to the laws of Nebraska. A little later they went to Cheyenne Wells, Colo., where she met and married Mr. H.S. Hamilton. To this union was born one son, Harry Woodrow Hamilton, who sleeps in a soldier's grave in your fair City. Mr. Hamilton died a number of years ago, and in 1932 Mrs. Hamilton with her son came to Florida to live with her brother, G.B. Woodrow.
She has been a constant sufferer from the awful pain of arthritis for a number of years. About the 10th of June she fell, resulting in a fractured vertebra causing her removal to the Ocala Hospital where she bravely and so patiently endured her suffering to the end. She was a true and devoted wife, a kind and loving mother, an adorable sister, a good neighbor, and a true God-loving Christian. Her church membership still remains in the Methodist Church in Cheyenne Wells, Colo. She will be be missed and mourned by legions of friends, as to know her was to love her.
She lived for those who loved her,
Whose hearts were kind and true
For the Heaven that smiled above her,
And awaiting her spirit too.
She has gone to join the Angels ---
She could hear them calling, "Come Home!"
And God always has a place for such dear ones,
So he said to Sister Margaret, "Come!"
She loved to work with flowers.
She loved to watch them grow.
But today she is happily viewing
The flower gardens in Heaven. We know.
As I stood by her bedside Sunday evening, bathing her poor little pain-racked face and hands with cold wet cloths, I fancied I could hear her silently whispering this prayer.
Oh, Come! Angel band, Come, and around me stand,
Oh, bear me away on your snow white wings
To my immortal Home.
And, then again, I fancied I could hear the answer to her prayer.
Oh, yes we have come with our Angel band,
And together around you we do stand.
We will bear you away on our snow white wings
To your immortal Home.
Thus, it seems to me was the passing of our Dear little Sister from her Earthly, to her Eternal Home, where pain and suffering never come.
Written by her brother, A. E. Woodrow, of Wellston, Ohio.
Margaret J. Hamilton, daughter of Jeremiah and Permelia Woodrow, was born in Jackson Co., Ohio, Sept. 4th, 1863. Departed this life in the Ocala Hospital Sept. 8, 1941, age 78 years and 4 days. She was the second oldest of a family of seven children. Three brothers and one sister having preceded her, while two brothers still remain, George B. Woodrow of Holder, Fla., and Arthur E. Woodrow of Wellston, Ohio, both of those being with her to the end.
Mrs. Hamilton was raised in Ohio but left that state at the age of twenty-two, going from there to Neb. to be with her older brother who had gone there a couple of years before. They each took up a land claim and proved their rights according to the laws of Nebraska. A little later they went to Cheyenne Wells, Colo., where she met and married Mr. H.S. Hamilton. To this union was born one son, Harry Woodrow Hamilton, who sleeps in a soldier's grave in your fair City. Mr. Hamilton died a number of years ago, and in 1932 Mrs. Hamilton with her son came to Florida to live with her brother, G.B. Woodrow.
She has been a constant sufferer from the awful pain of arthritis for a number of years. About the 10th of June she fell, resulting in a fractured vertebra causing her removal to the Ocala Hospital where she bravely and so patiently endured her suffering to the end. She was a true and devoted wife, a kind and loving mother, an adorable sister, a good neighbor, and a true God-loving Christian. Her church membership still remains in the Methodist Church in Cheyenne Wells, Colo. She will be be missed and mourned by legions of friends, as to know her was to love her.
She lived for those who loved her,
Whose hearts were kind and true
For the Heaven that smiled above her,
And awaiting her spirit too.
She has gone to join the Angels ---
She could hear them calling, "Come Home!"
And God always has a place for such dear ones,
So he said to Sister Margaret, "Come!"
She loved to work with flowers.
She loved to watch them grow.
But today she is happily viewing
The flower gardens in Heaven. We know.
As I stood by her bedside Sunday evening, bathing her poor little pain-racked face and hands with cold wet cloths, I fancied I could hear her silently whispering this prayer.
Oh, Come! Angel band, Come, and around me stand,
Oh, bear me away on your snow white wings
To my immortal Home.
And, then again, I fancied I could hear the answer to her prayer.
Oh, yes we have come with our Angel band,
And together around you we do stand.
We will bear you away on our snow white wings
To your immortal Home.
Thus, it seems to me was the passing of our Dear little Sister from her Earthly, to her Eternal Home, where pain and suffering never come.
Written by her brother, A. E. Woodrow, of Wellston, Ohio.
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