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Elizabeth Ellen <I>Beecham</I> Bunnell

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Elizabeth Ellen Beecham Bunnell

Birth
Whitchurch Rural, Shropshire Unitary Authority, Shropshire, England
Death
29 May 1901 (aged 47)
Webster County, Nebraska, USA
Burial
Lawrence, Nuckolls County, Nebraska, USA Add to Map
Plot
Section 1, Block 1
Memorial ID
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Lawrence Locomotive (Lawrence, NE), Saturday, June 8, 1901; pg. 8

Obituary.

Elizabeth E. Beecham was born at Whitchurch, South Wales, Feb. 3rd, 1854, and came to this country when 9 years of age. She was one of four daughters of Mr. James Beecham one of earliest settlers on Liberty creek just east of St. Stephens. Mr. Beecham was the first treasurer elected in the county. Elizabeth was married to Wm. A. Bunnell Nov. 8th, 1887. Of this union there have come 6 children, 5 of them, 4 boys and 1 girl, survive their mother and with other relatives and friends mourn her loss. She died May 29th, 1901, at their residence 6 miles southwest of Lawrence, Nebr., being 47 years, 3 mos. and 26 days of age.

The funeral service was held at the home May 30th at 10 a.m. and was attended by an unusually large concourse of friends and neighbors which is ample tribute to the esteem in which she was held by all who knew her. Rev. Wm. H. Stanley, pastor of the Methodist church (sic) preached an earnest sermon from the words "There the wicked cease from troubling and there the weary are at rest." Job 3, 17: She was laid to rest in the Lawrence cemetery.

Mrs. Bunnell was a loving and tender mother and a patient wife. To know her was to love her, and the affection grew with intimacy. She was devoted to her home and lived her life with and for the members of the family circle. Her decease at this time is an irreparable loss. The family have the intense sympathy and tears of a multitude of friends and neighbors.

Dear one, far off, my lost desire,
So, far, so near in woe or weal;
O loved the most, when most I feel
There is a lower and a higher.

Known and unknown human, divine;
Sweet human hand and lips and eye,
Dear heavenly one that canst not die;
Mine, mine, forever, ever mine.

Blest one, past, present and to be;
Love deeplier darklier understood,
Should I dream a dream of good,
And mingle all the world with thee.

Far off thou art, but ever night,
I have thee still and I rejoirce;
I prosper circled with thy voice,
I shall not lose thee tho' I died. - com.
Lawrence Locomotive (Lawrence, NE), Saturday, June 8, 1901; pg. 8

Obituary.

Elizabeth E. Beecham was born at Whitchurch, South Wales, Feb. 3rd, 1854, and came to this country when 9 years of age. She was one of four daughters of Mr. James Beecham one of earliest settlers on Liberty creek just east of St. Stephens. Mr. Beecham was the first treasurer elected in the county. Elizabeth was married to Wm. A. Bunnell Nov. 8th, 1887. Of this union there have come 6 children, 5 of them, 4 boys and 1 girl, survive their mother and with other relatives and friends mourn her loss. She died May 29th, 1901, at their residence 6 miles southwest of Lawrence, Nebr., being 47 years, 3 mos. and 26 days of age.

The funeral service was held at the home May 30th at 10 a.m. and was attended by an unusually large concourse of friends and neighbors which is ample tribute to the esteem in which she was held by all who knew her. Rev. Wm. H. Stanley, pastor of the Methodist church (sic) preached an earnest sermon from the words "There the wicked cease from troubling and there the weary are at rest." Job 3, 17: She was laid to rest in the Lawrence cemetery.

Mrs. Bunnell was a loving and tender mother and a patient wife. To know her was to love her, and the affection grew with intimacy. She was devoted to her home and lived her life with and for the members of the family circle. Her decease at this time is an irreparable loss. The family have the intense sympathy and tears of a multitude of friends and neighbors.

Dear one, far off, my lost desire,
So, far, so near in woe or weal;
O loved the most, when most I feel
There is a lower and a higher.

Known and unknown human, divine;
Sweet human hand and lips and eye,
Dear heavenly one that canst not die;
Mine, mine, forever, ever mine.

Blest one, past, present and to be;
Love deeplier darklier understood,
Should I dream a dream of good,
And mingle all the world with thee.

Far off thou art, but ever night,
I have thee still and I rejoirce;
I prosper circled with thy voice,
I shall not lose thee tho' I died. - com.

Inscription

Wife of W.A. Bunnell

Gravesite Details

An infant was buried with her according to husband's (Wm. A. Bunnell) obituary.



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