Married William Hugh Hazlet on 23 Aug 1883 in Leon, Iowa. They lived on four different farms near Leon , and their nine children - Minnie, Ruey, Ruby, Mary, Fanny, Bill, Ida, Ray, and Florence were born at home in Iowa. They sold their farm and planned a move to Colorado in 1894, but were unable to move then. In 1916, they finally moved with five children to a farm in Brighton, Colorado. Their great-grandson Robert Hazlet still farms that land.
Mary lost her husband in 1936, and died five years later at the home of her daughter, Fanny Starks, in Altus, Oklahoma. She is buried with her husband and parents in a small cemetery outside of Leon, Iowa.
On the occasion of her 50th wedding anniversary, Mary wrote a lovely reminiscence of her life with William. She wrote about their wedding, their moves, their children's births and baptisms into the Church of Christ, and their children's marriages. Excerpts follow:
"Two years we spent in anxious waiting and happy anticipation of the time when together we would launch our bark, for better or worse....
"Our honeymoon was spent at Uncle John Graham's near Des Moines, where we visited the Iowa state Fair....
"Now once again we find ourselves as we were fifty years ago, alone in our home. In the beginning, we dedicated our lives to our Master, doing ll we could to help those less fortunate than we, and at all times trying to live as our Lord would have us.
"Step by step we have climbed the mountain of live and now having reach the topmost peak, and casting visions about us we see no escape but to descend on the other side. Many struggles have beset our climbing up, and many obstacles we have encountered and had to overcome. Yet by keeping pace onward and upward we have at last over-topped the mountain, and must descend till, somewhere in the distance, we reach the Valley below. Notwithstanding we have some regrets in our climbing and have partly lost sight of the trail. Bur there always seemed to be a whisper beckoning us on, and we can safely trust our guidepost near. "That, we could rely on".
"So, onward and upward we go till at last, we are now one the downward trail, and, ere long shall reach the Valley below, and cross over to the rest beyond, where our struggles and trials are ended. And now we fancy in our vision, the peaceful rest from the mountainous task of life here below, and take courage and try to keep close to the Blazen Train, till our journey is completed. We thank God for safety thus far, and rejoice that all is well and may our hopes grow stronger day by day. "Lord Lead us on."
Mary lost her husband in 1936, and died five years later at the home of her daughter, Fanny Starks, in Altus, Oklahoma. She is buried with her husband and parents in a small cemetery outside of Leon, Iowa.
On the occasion of her 50th wedding anniversary, Mary wrote a lovely reminiscence of her life with William. She wrote about their wedding, their moves, their children's births and baptisms into the Church of Christ, and their children's marriages. Excerpts follow:
"Two years we spent in anxious waiting and happy anticipation of the time when together we would launch our bark, for better or worse....
"Our honeymoon was spent at Uncle John Graham's near Des Moines, where we visited the Iowa state Fair....
"Now once again we find ourselves as we were fifty years ago, alone in our home. In the beginning, we dedicated our lives to our Master, doing ll we could to help those less fortunate than we, and at all times trying to live as our Lord would have us.
"Step by step we have climbed the mountain of live and now having reach the topmost peak, and casting visions about us we see no escape but to descend on the other side. Many struggles have beset our climbing up, and many obstacles we have encountered and had to overcome. Yet by keeping pace onward and upward we have at last over-topped the mountain, and must descend till, somewhere in the distance, we reach the Valley below. Notwithstanding we have some regrets in our climbing and have partly lost sight of the trail. Bur there always seemed to be a whisper beckoning us on, and we can safely trust our guidepost near. "That, we could rely on".
"So, onward and upward we go till at last, we are now one the downward trail, and, ere long shall reach the Valley below, and cross over to the rest beyond, where our struggles and trials are ended. And now we fancy in our vision, the peaceful rest from the mountainous task of life here below, and take courage and try to keep close to the Blazen Train, till our journey is completed. We thank God for safety thus far, and rejoice that all is well and may our hopes grow stronger day by day. "Lord Lead us on."
Married William Hugh Hazlet on 23 Aug 1883 in Leon, Iowa. They lived on four different farms near Leon , and their nine children - Minnie, Ruey, Ruby, Mary, Fanny, Bill, Ida, Ray, and Florence were born at home in Iowa. They sold their farm and planned a move to Colorado in 1894, but were unable to move then. In 1916, they finally moved with five children to a farm in Brighton, Colorado. Their great-grandson Robert Hazlet still farms that land.
Mary lost her husband in 1936, and died five years later at the home of her daughter, Fanny Starks, in Altus, Oklahoma. She is buried with her husband and parents in a small cemetery outside of Leon, Iowa.
On the occasion of her 50th wedding anniversary, Mary wrote a lovely reminiscence of her life with William. She wrote about their wedding, their moves, their children's births and baptisms into the Church of Christ, and their children's marriages. Excerpts follow:
"Two years we spent in anxious waiting and happy anticipation of the time when together we would launch our bark, for better or worse....
"Our honeymoon was spent at Uncle John Graham's near Des Moines, where we visited the Iowa state Fair....
"Now once again we find ourselves as we were fifty years ago, alone in our home. In the beginning, we dedicated our lives to our Master, doing ll we could to help those less fortunate than we, and at all times trying to live as our Lord would have us.
"Step by step we have climbed the mountain of live and now having reach the topmost peak, and casting visions about us we see no escape but to descend on the other side. Many struggles have beset our climbing up, and many obstacles we have encountered and had to overcome. Yet by keeping pace onward and upward we have at last over-topped the mountain, and must descend till, somewhere in the distance, we reach the Valley below. Notwithstanding we have some regrets in our climbing and have partly lost sight of the trail. Bur there always seemed to be a whisper beckoning us on, and we can safely trust our guidepost near. "That, we could rely on".
"So, onward and upward we go till at last, we are now one the downward trail, and, ere long shall reach the Valley below, and cross over to the rest beyond, where our struggles and trials are ended. And now we fancy in our vision, the peaceful rest from the mountainous task of life here below, and take courage and try to keep close to the Blazen Train, till our journey is completed. We thank God for safety thus far, and rejoice that all is well and may our hopes grow stronger day by day. "Lord Lead us on."
Mary lost her husband in 1936, and died five years later at the home of her daughter, Fanny Starks, in Altus, Oklahoma. She is buried with her husband and parents in a small cemetery outside of Leon, Iowa.
On the occasion of her 50th wedding anniversary, Mary wrote a lovely reminiscence of her life with William. She wrote about their wedding, their moves, their children's births and baptisms into the Church of Christ, and their children's marriages. Excerpts follow:
"Two years we spent in anxious waiting and happy anticipation of the time when together we would launch our bark, for better or worse....
"Our honeymoon was spent at Uncle John Graham's near Des Moines, where we visited the Iowa state Fair....
"Now once again we find ourselves as we were fifty years ago, alone in our home. In the beginning, we dedicated our lives to our Master, doing ll we could to help those less fortunate than we, and at all times trying to live as our Lord would have us.
"Step by step we have climbed the mountain of live and now having reach the topmost peak, and casting visions about us we see no escape but to descend on the other side. Many struggles have beset our climbing up, and many obstacles we have encountered and had to overcome. Yet by keeping pace onward and upward we have at last over-topped the mountain, and must descend till, somewhere in the distance, we reach the Valley below. Notwithstanding we have some regrets in our climbing and have partly lost sight of the trail. Bur there always seemed to be a whisper beckoning us on, and we can safely trust our guidepost near. "That, we could rely on".
"So, onward and upward we go till at last, we are now one the downward trail, and, ere long shall reach the Valley below, and cross over to the rest beyond, where our struggles and trials are ended. And now we fancy in our vision, the peaceful rest from the mountainous task of life here below, and take courage and try to keep close to the Blazen Train, till our journey is completed. We thank God for safety thus far, and rejoice that all is well and may our hopes grow stronger day by day. "Lord Lead us on."
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