Children: Theodore Robert, Justis D, Abbey Margaret, Charles Franklin, Martin M, Willie, James M, Marshall Elias, Frederick Winfield, Elizabeth Estella (Libbie)
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Source: The Marengo Republican 5/18/1881
DIED--In Sumner township, Iowa county, Iowa, of paralysis, May 7, 1881, Mrs. Abbey M. Smith, wife of F.C. Smith, aged 67 years, two months and seventeen days.
The deceased was born in the town of Nassau, Renasselaer county, N.Y. At the age of eight years she, with her parents, removed to Troy, N.Y., where she received the advantages of a good education, under the discipline and instruction of Mrs. Emma Willard, the founder and for many years the principal of the Troy Female Seminary. She there, in early life, these principles that tend to elevate the character and qualify the scholar for the discharge of the duties of life, whether those duties are presented in the high or humble walks of life. There was no selfishness in her nature. In the winder of 1839-40 she made a profession of religion, and united with the First baptist Church in Troy. Her after-life gave the most positive proofs that her professions were no idle mockery of sacred things.
In August, 1840, she was united in marriage to her now bereaved and disconsolate husband. For over forty years they had traveled life's rugged way together; and truly it may be said of her, she was a help-mate indeed-fulfilling in every particular, the pledges made on that bright August morning, when two young hearts were pledged to share the joys and sorrows that might meet them in the pathway of life. Ten children were the result of this happy union, eight of whom survive to mourn her departure-one, a loved daughter, preceding her only a few days to the spirit land.
For many years she had been a patient sufferer from weak lungs, but never gave up the fond hope of living to comfort her family until the Saturday preceding her death. On that day her sufferings were severe and protracted, and although every means was employed by her physicians to relieve her agonies, she suffered intensely for nearly twenty-four hours, when tired nature, aided by powerful opiates, seemed to give brief relief. During that day of terrible agony she looked up to her husband, and with all the calmness of her nature, said, "Franklin, this is Death." After this, however, she remained comfortable until the Wednesday afternoon preceding her death. She had been boistered up in her chair on that day from 10 A.M. until 4 P.M., and expressed herself as feeling much better than for several days past. At 4 P.M. she was lifted from her chair to her bed, saying she felt quite rested and comfortable. But an unlooked-for change awaited her. At half past 4 o'clock she ceased to speak-the change had come. That dread messenger, paralysis, had stilled the tongue, and rendered helpless her entire right side. She never spoke again, except by the pressure of the hand, although until within a few hours of her death she seemed to recognize the family and her most intimate friends, and understand what was said to her. She suffered great pain until the spirit took its flight to that realm where sickness, pain and suffering are unknown.
To say that a good woman has passed away is but to utter this heartfelt sentiment of all who came within the circle of her acquaintance and influence. A loving, faithful, self-denying wife-a fond and affectionate mother, whose every effort was to instill in the minds of her children those principles of honor and strict integrity which alone lead to and merit success in life-a true friend, who would labor to heal the wound of a careless word or an ungrateful act among her circle of acquaintances, and while health was hers, was ever ready to respond cheerfully to the calls of those in distress, and today there are many who mourn her loss and revere her name as a friend indeed. But she is gone. Dead to this world, its tolls, its cares, its sorrows; but alive int he glorious beyond whose joys we know not of. But the work she has accomplished still lives, and in the many hearts she has strengthened in her memory hold sacred, and her name will be lovingly recalled for the good she has done.
The funeral services were held at the M.E. Church in Victor, on Sunday, May 8th, Rev. D. A. Watters officiating. The church was filled with attentive and sympathizing congregation, and a large procession followed the remains to their resting place in the Victor cemetery.
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Source: The Marengo Republican 5/18/1881
DIED--In Sumner township, Iowa county, Iowa, of paralysis, May 7, 1881, Mrs. Abbey M. Smith, wife of F.C. Smith, aged 67 years, two months and seventeen days.
The deceased was born in the town of Nassau, Renasselaer county, N.Y. At the age of eight years she, with her parents, removed to Troy, N.Y., where she received the advantages of a good education, under the discipline and instruction of Mrs. Emma Willard, the founder and for many years the principal of the Troy Female Seminary. She there, in early life, these principles that tend to elevate the character and qualify the scholar for the discharge of the duties of life, whether those duties are presented in the high or humble walks of life. There was no selfishness in her nature. In the winder of 1839-40 she made a profession of religion, and united with the First baptist Church in Troy. Her after-life gave the most positive proofs that her professions were no idle mockery of sacred things.
In August, 1840, she was united in marriage to her now bereaved and disconsolate husband. For over forty years they had traveled life's rugged way together; and truly it may be said of her, she was a help-mate indeed-fulfilling in every particular, the pledges made on that bright August morning, when two young hearts were pledged to share the joys and sorrows that might meet them in the pathway of life. Ten children were the result of this happy union, eight of whom survive to mourn her departure-one, a loved daughter, preceding her only a few days to the spirit land.
For many years she had been a patient sufferer from weak lungs, but never gave up the fond hope of living to comfort her family until the Saturday preceding her death. On that day her sufferings were severe and protracted, and although every means was employed by her physicians to relieve her agonies, she suffered intensely for nearly twenty-four hours, when tired nature, aided by powerful opiates, seemed to give brief relief. During that day of terrible agony she looked up to her husband, and with all the calmness of her nature, said, "Franklin, this is Death." After this, however, she remained comfortable until the Wednesday afternoon preceding her death. She had been boistered up in her chair on that day from 10 A.M. until 4 P.M., and expressed herself as feeling much better than for several days past. At 4 P.M. she was lifted from her chair to her bed, saying she felt quite rested and comfortable. But an unlooked-for change awaited her. At half past 4 o'clock she ceased to speak-the change had come. That dread messenger, paralysis, had stilled the tongue, and rendered helpless her entire right side. She never spoke again, except by the pressure of the hand, although until within a few hours of her death she seemed to recognize the family and her most intimate friends, and understand what was said to her. She suffered great pain until the spirit took its flight to that realm where sickness, pain and suffering are unknown.
To say that a good woman has passed away is but to utter this heartfelt sentiment of all who came within the circle of her acquaintance and influence. A loving, faithful, self-denying wife-a fond and affectionate mother, whose every effort was to instill in the minds of her children those principles of honor and strict integrity which alone lead to and merit success in life-a true friend, who would labor to heal the wound of a careless word or an ungrateful act among her circle of acquaintances, and while health was hers, was ever ready to respond cheerfully to the calls of those in distress, and today there are many who mourn her loss and revere her name as a friend indeed. But she is gone. Dead to this world, its tolls, its cares, its sorrows; but alive int he glorious beyond whose joys we know not of. But the work she has accomplished still lives, and in the many hearts she has strengthened in her memory hold sacred, and her name will be lovingly recalled for the good she has done.
The funeral services were held at the M.E. Church in Victor, on Sunday, May 8th, Rev. D. A. Watters officiating. The church was filled with attentive and sympathizing congregation, and a large procession followed the remains to their resting place in the Victor cemetery.
Children: Theodore Robert, Justis D, Abbey Margaret, Charles Franklin, Martin M, Willie, James M, Marshall Elias, Frederick Winfield, Elizabeth Estella (Libbie)
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Source: The Marengo Republican 5/18/1881
DIED--In Sumner township, Iowa county, Iowa, of paralysis, May 7, 1881, Mrs. Abbey M. Smith, wife of F.C. Smith, aged 67 years, two months and seventeen days.
The deceased was born in the town of Nassau, Renasselaer county, N.Y. At the age of eight years she, with her parents, removed to Troy, N.Y., where she received the advantages of a good education, under the discipline and instruction of Mrs. Emma Willard, the founder and for many years the principal of the Troy Female Seminary. She there, in early life, these principles that tend to elevate the character and qualify the scholar for the discharge of the duties of life, whether those duties are presented in the high or humble walks of life. There was no selfishness in her nature. In the winder of 1839-40 she made a profession of religion, and united with the First baptist Church in Troy. Her after-life gave the most positive proofs that her professions were no idle mockery of sacred things.
In August, 1840, she was united in marriage to her now bereaved and disconsolate husband. For over forty years they had traveled life's rugged way together; and truly it may be said of her, she was a help-mate indeed-fulfilling in every particular, the pledges made on that bright August morning, when two young hearts were pledged to share the joys and sorrows that might meet them in the pathway of life. Ten children were the result of this happy union, eight of whom survive to mourn her departure-one, a loved daughter, preceding her only a few days to the spirit land.
For many years she had been a patient sufferer from weak lungs, but never gave up the fond hope of living to comfort her family until the Saturday preceding her death. On that day her sufferings were severe and protracted, and although every means was employed by her physicians to relieve her agonies, she suffered intensely for nearly twenty-four hours, when tired nature, aided by powerful opiates, seemed to give brief relief. During that day of terrible agony she looked up to her husband, and with all the calmness of her nature, said, "Franklin, this is Death." After this, however, she remained comfortable until the Wednesday afternoon preceding her death. She had been boistered up in her chair on that day from 10 A.M. until 4 P.M., and expressed herself as feeling much better than for several days past. At 4 P.M. she was lifted from her chair to her bed, saying she felt quite rested and comfortable. But an unlooked-for change awaited her. At half past 4 o'clock she ceased to speak-the change had come. That dread messenger, paralysis, had stilled the tongue, and rendered helpless her entire right side. She never spoke again, except by the pressure of the hand, although until within a few hours of her death she seemed to recognize the family and her most intimate friends, and understand what was said to her. She suffered great pain until the spirit took its flight to that realm where sickness, pain and suffering are unknown.
To say that a good woman has passed away is but to utter this heartfelt sentiment of all who came within the circle of her acquaintance and influence. A loving, faithful, self-denying wife-a fond and affectionate mother, whose every effort was to instill in the minds of her children those principles of honor and strict integrity which alone lead to and merit success in life-a true friend, who would labor to heal the wound of a careless word or an ungrateful act among her circle of acquaintances, and while health was hers, was ever ready to respond cheerfully to the calls of those in distress, and today there are many who mourn her loss and revere her name as a friend indeed. But she is gone. Dead to this world, its tolls, its cares, its sorrows; but alive int he glorious beyond whose joys we know not of. But the work she has accomplished still lives, and in the many hearts she has strengthened in her memory hold sacred, and her name will be lovingly recalled for the good she has done.
The funeral services were held at the M.E. Church in Victor, on Sunday, May 8th, Rev. D. A. Watters officiating. The church was filled with attentive and sympathizing congregation, and a large procession followed the remains to their resting place in the Victor cemetery.
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Source: The Marengo Republican 5/18/1881
DIED--In Sumner township, Iowa county, Iowa, of paralysis, May 7, 1881, Mrs. Abbey M. Smith, wife of F.C. Smith, aged 67 years, two months and seventeen days.
The deceased was born in the town of Nassau, Renasselaer county, N.Y. At the age of eight years she, with her parents, removed to Troy, N.Y., where she received the advantages of a good education, under the discipline and instruction of Mrs. Emma Willard, the founder and for many years the principal of the Troy Female Seminary. She there, in early life, these principles that tend to elevate the character and qualify the scholar for the discharge of the duties of life, whether those duties are presented in the high or humble walks of life. There was no selfishness in her nature. In the winder of 1839-40 she made a profession of religion, and united with the First baptist Church in Troy. Her after-life gave the most positive proofs that her professions were no idle mockery of sacred things.
In August, 1840, she was united in marriage to her now bereaved and disconsolate husband. For over forty years they had traveled life's rugged way together; and truly it may be said of her, she was a help-mate indeed-fulfilling in every particular, the pledges made on that bright August morning, when two young hearts were pledged to share the joys and sorrows that might meet them in the pathway of life. Ten children were the result of this happy union, eight of whom survive to mourn her departure-one, a loved daughter, preceding her only a few days to the spirit land.
For many years she had been a patient sufferer from weak lungs, but never gave up the fond hope of living to comfort her family until the Saturday preceding her death. On that day her sufferings were severe and protracted, and although every means was employed by her physicians to relieve her agonies, she suffered intensely for nearly twenty-four hours, when tired nature, aided by powerful opiates, seemed to give brief relief. During that day of terrible agony she looked up to her husband, and with all the calmness of her nature, said, "Franklin, this is Death." After this, however, she remained comfortable until the Wednesday afternoon preceding her death. She had been boistered up in her chair on that day from 10 A.M. until 4 P.M., and expressed herself as feeling much better than for several days past. At 4 P.M. she was lifted from her chair to her bed, saying she felt quite rested and comfortable. But an unlooked-for change awaited her. At half past 4 o'clock she ceased to speak-the change had come. That dread messenger, paralysis, had stilled the tongue, and rendered helpless her entire right side. She never spoke again, except by the pressure of the hand, although until within a few hours of her death she seemed to recognize the family and her most intimate friends, and understand what was said to her. She suffered great pain until the spirit took its flight to that realm where sickness, pain and suffering are unknown.
To say that a good woman has passed away is but to utter this heartfelt sentiment of all who came within the circle of her acquaintance and influence. A loving, faithful, self-denying wife-a fond and affectionate mother, whose every effort was to instill in the minds of her children those principles of honor and strict integrity which alone lead to and merit success in life-a true friend, who would labor to heal the wound of a careless word or an ungrateful act among her circle of acquaintances, and while health was hers, was ever ready to respond cheerfully to the calls of those in distress, and today there are many who mourn her loss and revere her name as a friend indeed. But she is gone. Dead to this world, its tolls, its cares, its sorrows; but alive int he glorious beyond whose joys we know not of. But the work she has accomplished still lives, and in the many hearts she has strengthened in her memory hold sacred, and her name will be lovingly recalled for the good she has done.
The funeral services were held at the M.E. Church in Victor, on Sunday, May 8th, Rev. D. A. Watters officiating. The church was filled with attentive and sympathizing congregation, and a large procession followed the remains to their resting place in the Victor cemetery.
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