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Transcription of manuscript by Steve and Carolyn Adamson from a typescript in a file folder at the Silverado Museum in St. Helena, CA.:
San Francisco, Cal. Jan. 7th, 1883.
Many years have come and gone since the foregoing sketch was penned by my husband. Many changes, incident to this mortal life have taken place, in our family. Up to this date, but two deaths have occurred in our immediate circle. The first was my husband himself. He was called away from us, the 24th Dec. 1854. His health had been feeble for years,(bronchitis) was able to attend to business, until the last six weeks of his life, when he was confined to house and bed. He was a most affectionate husband and father, an earnest and devoted Christian. His last lucid moments, the evening before his death, he spent in persuading his brother-in-law, (who was my only brother) to be a Christian; assuring him, that to himself, death had no terrors; exhorted him to prepare while he could, for that solemn hour, which comes to all. And I am thankful to say that the appeal was not unheeded. A few weeks after the death of my husband, my brother, James H. Stewart, united with the M.E. Church, and remained a zealous active member, until his death, which occurred in Delphi, Indiana, (his home) on Easter morning, April 13, 1879. The brothers-in-law had always been much attached and when I saw that my husband's hour was at hand, I sent for my brother, to comfort and strengthen me in that trying hour. We two had been left orphans, he nine and I seven years of age. He was one of the best brothers. He left no children, his wife survives him. My husband died where he had lived since 1830, Louisville, Kentucky. In accordance with a wish, expressed a few days before his death, he was buried in the Masonic Cemetery, La Grange, Kentucky. The second death was that of my little grandson, Hervey Stewart Osbourne, youngest son of my son Samuel, a beautiful boy, five years old. He died in Paris, France, April 1876. God has been gracious in sparing to me my three children. A comfort and blessing in my widowhood and declining years. All are married and settled in life, moderately successful in business and blessed in their children and otherwise, with many blessings. My son has two children, Isobel Strong, married to J. D. Strong, an artist, at present in Honolulu, Hawaii, and Samuel L. who is at school in England.
My daughter, Cynthia, is married to W. J. McConathy, living in Louisville, Kentucky, has five children, all bright and promising. Sallie, my youngest, is married to Dr. G.T. Ragan, living in Neoga, Illinois. She also has five children, equally promising. Since the marriage of the last, I have been dividing my time between my brother and children. Have received many kindnesses from all. And have aboundant reason for gratitude, thanksgiving for many mercies both temporal and spiritual. I have reached my 72nd year in the enjoyment of wonderful health and strength. My son, with whom I am living, is most generous and affectionate. Altogether, I think myself highly favored. As a Christian, I feel myself weak and imperfect, but find comfort and strength in looking to Jesus and trusting in him. It is my constant hope and prayer, that all my children and dear ones should so live as to be counted worthy to join in the innumerable throng and be happy forever with those loved ones who have gone before.
(Signed) CYNTHIA A. OSBOURNE
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Transcription of manuscript by Steve and Carolyn Adamson from a typescript in a file folder at the Silverado Museum in St. Helena, CA.:
San Francisco, Cal. Jan. 7th, 1883.
Many years have come and gone since the foregoing sketch was penned by my husband. Many changes, incident to this mortal life have taken place, in our family. Up to this date, but two deaths have occurred in our immediate circle. The first was my husband himself. He was called away from us, the 24th Dec. 1854. His health had been feeble for years,(bronchitis) was able to attend to business, until the last six weeks of his life, when he was confined to house and bed. He was a most affectionate husband and father, an earnest and devoted Christian. His last lucid moments, the evening before his death, he spent in persuading his brother-in-law, (who was my only brother) to be a Christian; assuring him, that to himself, death had no terrors; exhorted him to prepare while he could, for that solemn hour, which comes to all. And I am thankful to say that the appeal was not unheeded. A few weeks after the death of my husband, my brother, James H. Stewart, united with the M.E. Church, and remained a zealous active member, until his death, which occurred in Delphi, Indiana, (his home) on Easter morning, April 13, 1879. The brothers-in-law had always been much attached and when I saw that my husband's hour was at hand, I sent for my brother, to comfort and strengthen me in that trying hour. We two had been left orphans, he nine and I seven years of age. He was one of the best brothers. He left no children, his wife survives him. My husband died where he had lived since 1830, Louisville, Kentucky. In accordance with a wish, expressed a few days before his death, he was buried in the Masonic Cemetery, La Grange, Kentucky. The second death was that of my little grandson, Hervey Stewart Osbourne, youngest son of my son Samuel, a beautiful boy, five years old. He died in Paris, France, April 1876. God has been gracious in sparing to me my three children. A comfort and blessing in my widowhood and declining years. All are married and settled in life, moderately successful in business and blessed in their children and otherwise, with many blessings. My son has two children, Isobel Strong, married to J. D. Strong, an artist, at present in Honolulu, Hawaii, and Samuel L. who is at school in England.
My daughter, Cynthia, is married to W. J. McConathy, living in Louisville, Kentucky, has five children, all bright and promising. Sallie, my youngest, is married to Dr. G.T. Ragan, living in Neoga, Illinois. She also has five children, equally promising. Since the marriage of the last, I have been dividing my time between my brother and children. Have received many kindnesses from all. And have aboundant reason for gratitude, thanksgiving for many mercies both temporal and spiritual. I have reached my 72nd year in the enjoyment of wonderful health and strength. My son, with whom I am living, is most generous and affectionate. Altogether, I think myself highly favored. As a Christian, I feel myself weak and imperfect, but find comfort and strength in looking to Jesus and trusting in him. It is my constant hope and prayer, that all my children and dear ones should so live as to be counted worthy to join in the innumerable throng and be happy forever with those loved ones who have gone before.
(Signed) CYNTHIA A. OSBOURNE
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Transcription of manuscript by Steve and Carolyn Adamson from a typescript in a file folder at the Silverado Museum in St. Helena, CA.:
San Francisco, Cal. Jan. 7th, 1883.
Many years have come and gone since the foregoing sketch was penned by my husband. Many changes, incident to this mortal life have taken place, in our family. Up to this date, but two deaths have occurred in our immediate circle. The first was my husband himself. He was called away from us, the 24th Dec. 1854. His health had been feeble for years,(bronchitis) was able to attend to business, until the last six weeks of his life, when he was confined to house and bed. He was a most affectionate husband and father, an earnest and devoted Christian. His last lucid moments, the evening before his death, he spent in persuading his brother-in-law, (who was my only brother) to be a Christian; assuring him, that to himself, death had no terrors; exhorted him to prepare while he could, for that solemn hour, which comes to all. And I am thankful to say that the appeal was not unheeded. A few weeks after the death of my husband, my brother, James H. Stewart, united with the M.E. Church, and remained a zealous active member, until his death, which occurred in Delphi, Indiana, (his home) on Easter morning, April 13, 1879. The brothers-in-law had always been much attached and when I saw that my husband's hour was at hand, I sent for my brother, to comfort and strengthen me in that trying hour. We two had been left orphans, he nine and I seven years of age. He was one of the best brothers. He left no children, his wife survives him. My husband died where he had lived since 1830, Louisville, Kentucky. In accordance with a wish, expressed a few days before his death, he was buried in the Masonic Cemetery, La Grange, Kentucky. The second death was that of my little grandson, Hervey Stewart Osbourne, youngest son of my son Samuel, a beautiful boy, five years old. He died in Paris, France, April 1876. God has been gracious in sparing to me my three children. A comfort and blessing in my widowhood and declining years. All are married and settled in life, moderately successful in business and blessed in their children and otherwise, with many blessings. My son has two children, Isobel Strong, married to J. D. Strong, an artist, at present in Honolulu, Hawaii, and Samuel L. who is at school in England.
My daughter, Cynthia, is married to W. J. McConathy, living in Louisville, Kentucky, has five children, all bright and promising. Sallie, my youngest, is married to Dr. G.T. Ragan, living in Neoga, Illinois. She also has five children, equally promising. Since the marriage of the last, I have been dividing my time between my brother and children. Have received many kindnesses from all. And have aboundant reason for gratitude, thanksgiving for many mercies both temporal and spiritual. I have reached my 72nd year in the enjoyment of wonderful health and strength. My son, with whom I am living, is most generous and affectionate. Altogether, I think myself highly favored. As a Christian, I feel myself weak and imperfect, but find comfort and strength in looking to Jesus and trusting in him. It is my constant hope and prayer, that all my children and dear ones should so live as to be counted worthy to join in the innumerable throng and be happy forever with those loved ones who have gone before.
(Signed) CYNTHIA A. OSBOURNE
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Transcription of manuscript by Steve and Carolyn Adamson from a typescript in a file folder at the Silverado Museum in St. Helena, CA.:
San Francisco, Cal. Jan. 7th, 1883.
Many years have come and gone since the foregoing sketch was penned by my husband. Many changes, incident to this mortal life have taken place, in our family. Up to this date, but two deaths have occurred in our immediate circle. The first was my husband himself. He was called away from us, the 24th Dec. 1854. His health had been feeble for years,(bronchitis) was able to attend to business, until the last six weeks of his life, when he was confined to house and bed. He was a most affectionate husband and father, an earnest and devoted Christian. His last lucid moments, the evening before his death, he spent in persuading his brother-in-law, (who was my only brother) to be a Christian; assuring him, that to himself, death had no terrors; exhorted him to prepare while he could, for that solemn hour, which comes to all. And I am thankful to say that the appeal was not unheeded. A few weeks after the death of my husband, my brother, James H. Stewart, united with the M.E. Church, and remained a zealous active member, until his death, which occurred in Delphi, Indiana, (his home) on Easter morning, April 13, 1879. The brothers-in-law had always been much attached and when I saw that my husband's hour was at hand, I sent for my brother, to comfort and strengthen me in that trying hour. We two had been left orphans, he nine and I seven years of age. He was one of the best brothers. He left no children, his wife survives him. My husband died where he had lived since 1830, Louisville, Kentucky. In accordance with a wish, expressed a few days before his death, he was buried in the Masonic Cemetery, La Grange, Kentucky. The second death was that of my little grandson, Hervey Stewart Osbourne, youngest son of my son Samuel, a beautiful boy, five years old. He died in Paris, France, April 1876. God has been gracious in sparing to me my three children. A comfort and blessing in my widowhood and declining years. All are married and settled in life, moderately successful in business and blessed in their children and otherwise, with many blessings. My son has two children, Isobel Strong, married to J. D. Strong, an artist, at present in Honolulu, Hawaii, and Samuel L. who is at school in England.
My daughter, Cynthia, is married to W. J. McConathy, living in Louisville, Kentucky, has five children, all bright and promising. Sallie, my youngest, is married to Dr. G.T. Ragan, living in Neoga, Illinois. She also has five children, equally promising. Since the marriage of the last, I have been dividing my time between my brother and children. Have received many kindnesses from all. And have aboundant reason for gratitude, thanksgiving for many mercies both temporal and spiritual. I have reached my 72nd year in the enjoyment of wonderful health and strength. My son, with whom I am living, is most generous and affectionate. Altogether, I think myself highly favored. As a Christian, I feel myself weak and imperfect, but find comfort and strength in looking to Jesus and trusting in him. It is my constant hope and prayer, that all my children and dear ones should so live as to be counted worthy to join in the innumerable throng and be happy forever with those loved ones who have gone before.
(Signed) CYNTHIA A. OSBOURNE
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