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Martha Jane <I>Durham</I> Dawson

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Martha Jane Durham Dawson

Birth
Berkeley Springs, Morgan County, West Virginia, USA
Death
20 Nov 1908 (aged 66)
Clarinda, Page County, Iowa, USA
Burial
Nevada, Story County, Iowa, USA Add to Map
Plot
Block 1, Row 3, Plot 29. Lot 13
Memorial ID
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Daughter of George Durham and Rosanna Ambrose.

Ames (Ames, Iowa) Times, November 26, 1908: Martha J. Dawson died at the hospital at Clarinda, Ia., November 20th, 1908. Martha J. Dawson, aged 66 years, 7 months 19 days and was buried at Nevada, Iowa, Nov 23rd, 1908. Mrs. Dawson was born at Berkeley Springs, W.Va., March 31st, 1842. Her father was James [sic: George] Durham, and her mother’s maiden name was Rosa Ambrose. On her father’s side she was related to Zachary Taylor and to the Waddels who were prominent in established the “Pony Express” from the Mississippi west. When nineteen years old, she married Jefferson Burlin, by whom she had one son, George Ellsworth Burlin. Her husband died in Andersonville Prison, and after the close of the war, she moved to Illinois in company with her mother and an unmarried sister, and settled at Lexington. Here she married Washington Dawson, by whom she had five sons, Franklin A., William S., James H., Howard N., and Oliver D. Dawson. Two of these sons, William S. Dawson of Waterloo, and Howard N. Dawson, of Cambridge, survive her, along with the son by the first marriage, who has borne the adopted name of Dawson. This son lives at Springfield, Mass., and a step son Charles H. Dawson of Milford township.

Besides her children, Mrs. Dawson is survived by a brother, John Durham, of Antioch, Ohio, and a sister Elizabeth Heffner, of Lexington, Ill.

Mrs. Dawson was a woman of strong character. She was a faithful self-sacrificing wife and mother, a generous and helpful neighbor and friend, and a woman generally consecrated to everything worthy within the circle of her influence. Within recent years, a series of seven bereavements had rapidly undermined her health and destroyed the nearest interests of her life. Her youngest son, Oliver, died in a Chicago hospital from the results of an operation. Then her husband had an attack of apoplexy and survived but a few days. And finally, her only remaining unmarried son, with whom she lived, was killed in an accident. With each of these bereavements [unreadable line of text] … of strength, both physically and mentally. Finally, it was discovered that she was suffering from hardening of the arteries and her condition was such that she could not be cared for safely except in a hospital and she was taken to Clarinda for treatment.

Thus, with mind clouded in such a way as to separate her entirely from those she loved, has a good woman’s life gone out. As with thousands before her, the madness and mystery of life all baffles our poor human understanding. We can only leave such things to Him who shapes all human destiny. Mrs. Dawson was a Christian woman, nominally one in many years of church relationship and practically one in every thought and ideal of her life. We may feel sure that she is with the immortals and sees the problems from the insides, while we who mourn her death can do no more than bow our heads in the presence of the grief that afflicts us.
Daughter of George Durham and Rosanna Ambrose.

Ames (Ames, Iowa) Times, November 26, 1908: Martha J. Dawson died at the hospital at Clarinda, Ia., November 20th, 1908. Martha J. Dawson, aged 66 years, 7 months 19 days and was buried at Nevada, Iowa, Nov 23rd, 1908. Mrs. Dawson was born at Berkeley Springs, W.Va., March 31st, 1842. Her father was James [sic: George] Durham, and her mother’s maiden name was Rosa Ambrose. On her father’s side she was related to Zachary Taylor and to the Waddels who were prominent in established the “Pony Express” from the Mississippi west. When nineteen years old, she married Jefferson Burlin, by whom she had one son, George Ellsworth Burlin. Her husband died in Andersonville Prison, and after the close of the war, she moved to Illinois in company with her mother and an unmarried sister, and settled at Lexington. Here she married Washington Dawson, by whom she had five sons, Franklin A., William S., James H., Howard N., and Oliver D. Dawson. Two of these sons, William S. Dawson of Waterloo, and Howard N. Dawson, of Cambridge, survive her, along with the son by the first marriage, who has borne the adopted name of Dawson. This son lives at Springfield, Mass., and a step son Charles H. Dawson of Milford township.

Besides her children, Mrs. Dawson is survived by a brother, John Durham, of Antioch, Ohio, and a sister Elizabeth Heffner, of Lexington, Ill.

Mrs. Dawson was a woman of strong character. She was a faithful self-sacrificing wife and mother, a generous and helpful neighbor and friend, and a woman generally consecrated to everything worthy within the circle of her influence. Within recent years, a series of seven bereavements had rapidly undermined her health and destroyed the nearest interests of her life. Her youngest son, Oliver, died in a Chicago hospital from the results of an operation. Then her husband had an attack of apoplexy and survived but a few days. And finally, her only remaining unmarried son, with whom she lived, was killed in an accident. With each of these bereavements [unreadable line of text] … of strength, both physically and mentally. Finally, it was discovered that she was suffering from hardening of the arteries and her condition was such that she could not be cared for safely except in a hospital and she was taken to Clarinda for treatment.

Thus, with mind clouded in such a way as to separate her entirely from those she loved, has a good woman’s life gone out. As with thousands before her, the madness and mystery of life all baffles our poor human understanding. We can only leave such things to Him who shapes all human destiny. Mrs. Dawson was a Christian woman, nominally one in many years of church relationship and practically one in every thought and ideal of her life. We may feel sure that she is with the immortals and sees the problems from the insides, while we who mourn her death can do no more than bow our heads in the presence of the grief that afflicts us.


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