Jan. 24--The monster death has again been abroad in our land and has taken from our midst Mrs. Mary S Muntzing, wife of Gustavus Muntzing. The deceased was born in New Ark, New Jersey, July 4, 1841, departed this life Jan. 3, 1913, age 71 years 6 months, 9 days. Mary S Hamstead became the wife of Gustavus Muntzing at the age 18. From that time she lived happy with her husband and her children until 28 years since Mr. Muntzing was called away from his family to take his place among the pale sheeted nations of the earth. This threw the burden and the heat of the day entirely on Mary and left her to take care of the family, some of them very small. This she did with the greatest ambitions.
Her children that survive her are Mrs. T. G. Kimble, Mrs. Leslie Keplinger; her sons, Albert and Adolph, living near Streby; Mrs. Manson Parks and two sons, George and William, at Scherr, one brother, Chas. Hamstead, residing near Maysville, all of Grant County, also one daughter, Mrs. Emiel Cosner, of Flavania Co, Va.
Mrs. Muntzing was complaining only a very short time. In the beginning of her sickness her case was very serious but she made a change for the better and then her children and neighbors began to have some hopes of her recovery, but alas poor mother grew worse and all that her dear children and kind friends could do for her they could not save her. Two doctors were called to see her. They too couldn't save her from the jaws of death. Oh how sad it must be to part with mother, that we cannot receive her wise counsel and hear her pleasant voice. The writer many times passed her door. He always saw Aunt Mary somewhere looking about her affairs of life, but now should he visit her home she's gone, her seat is vacant and her voice is not heard. He cannot help but feel sad when he thinks that he too (should be live so long) must drink from the same bitter cup. No task was too hard for her to attempt to do, no sacrifice was too great for her to make for those that needed help, no night was too dark or stormy for her to go out, and lend a helping hand to sick, but she has gone and left us to mourn her loss. She will be sadly missed in her own home and by her neighbors.
Mrs. Muntzing joined the German Baptist church many years since. Henceforth she lived true to the church and faithful to her God, nay !! the messenger death came and summoned her to take her place with those that are numbered with the dead, but we must not forget to notice her faith in God when she found she was about to pass over the rolling waters of Jordan, she called her family and friends around her and instructed them to be kind to each other, to serve God and prepare to meet her in that land where there is no pain, no sickness, nor sorrowing, all is peace and joy and love. Turn let us not weep as though we had no hope, but try to remember the word of Rev. Dennis Clark when he said "How sweet and refreshing it is to lie down to rest when we have become weary. How much more so it is with Sister Muntzing whilst she is resting a spiritual rest." We should not look at death as a monster, but as relief from our troubles. Let us also try to console ourselves by thinking of that beautiful hymn that was sung over the body before it was carried to its final resting place where it now rests in the old family graveyard (known as the Hamstead graveyard) where her husband lies. "Some Sweet Day" A FRIEND
Courtsy of the Grant county Press
Info by Diane Flanagan
Her children that survive her are Mrs. T. G. Kimble, Mrs. Leslie Keplinger; her sons, Albert and Adolph, living near Streby; Mrs. Manson Parks and two sons, George and William, at Scherr, one brother, Chas. Hamstead, residing near Maysville, all of Grant County, also one daughter, Mrs. Emiel Cosner, of Flavania Co, Va.
Mrs. Muntzing was complaining only a very short time. In the beginning of her sickness her case was very serious but she made a change for the better and then her children and neighbors began to have some hopes of her recovery, but alas poor mother grew worse and all that her dear children and kind friends could do for her they could not save her. Two doctors were called to see her. They too couldn't save her from the jaws of death. Oh how sad it must be to part with mother, that we cannot receive her wise counsel and hear her pleasant voice. The writer many times passed her door. He always saw Aunt Mary somewhere looking about her affairs of life, but now should he visit her home she's gone, her seat is vacant and her voice is not heard. He cannot help but feel sad when he thinks that he too (should be live so long) must drink from the same bitter cup. No task was too hard for her to attempt to do, no sacrifice was too great for her to make for those that needed help, no night was too dark or stormy for her to go out, and lend a helping hand to sick, but she has gone and left us to mourn her loss. She will be sadly missed in her own home and by her neighbors.
Mrs. Muntzing joined the German Baptist church many years since. Henceforth she lived true to the church and faithful to her God, nay !! the messenger death came and summoned her to take her place with those that are numbered with the dead, but we must not forget to notice her faith in God when she found she was about to pass over the rolling waters of Jordan, she called her family and friends around her and instructed them to be kind to each other, to serve God and prepare to meet her in that land where there is no pain, no sickness, nor sorrowing, all is peace and joy and love. Turn let us not weep as though we had no hope, but try to remember the word of Rev. Dennis Clark when he said "How sweet and refreshing it is to lie down to rest when we have become weary. How much more so it is with Sister Muntzing whilst she is resting a spiritual rest." We should not look at death as a monster, but as relief from our troubles. Let us also try to console ourselves by thinking of that beautiful hymn that was sung over the body before it was carried to its final resting place where it now rests in the old family graveyard (known as the Hamstead graveyard) where her husband lies. "Some Sweet Day" A FRIEND
Courtsy of the Grant county Press
Info by Diane Flanagan
Jan. 24--The monster death has again been abroad in our land and has taken from our midst Mrs. Mary S Muntzing, wife of Gustavus Muntzing. The deceased was born in New Ark, New Jersey, July 4, 1841, departed this life Jan. 3, 1913, age 71 years 6 months, 9 days. Mary S Hamstead became the wife of Gustavus Muntzing at the age 18. From that time she lived happy with her husband and her children until 28 years since Mr. Muntzing was called away from his family to take his place among the pale sheeted nations of the earth. This threw the burden and the heat of the day entirely on Mary and left her to take care of the family, some of them very small. This she did with the greatest ambitions.
Her children that survive her are Mrs. T. G. Kimble, Mrs. Leslie Keplinger; her sons, Albert and Adolph, living near Streby; Mrs. Manson Parks and two sons, George and William, at Scherr, one brother, Chas. Hamstead, residing near Maysville, all of Grant County, also one daughter, Mrs. Emiel Cosner, of Flavania Co, Va.
Mrs. Muntzing was complaining only a very short time. In the beginning of her sickness her case was very serious but she made a change for the better and then her children and neighbors began to have some hopes of her recovery, but alas poor mother grew worse and all that her dear children and kind friends could do for her they could not save her. Two doctors were called to see her. They too couldn't save her from the jaws of death. Oh how sad it must be to part with mother, that we cannot receive her wise counsel and hear her pleasant voice. The writer many times passed her door. He always saw Aunt Mary somewhere looking about her affairs of life, but now should he visit her home she's gone, her seat is vacant and her voice is not heard. He cannot help but feel sad when he thinks that he too (should be live so long) must drink from the same bitter cup. No task was too hard for her to attempt to do, no sacrifice was too great for her to make for those that needed help, no night was too dark or stormy for her to go out, and lend a helping hand to sick, but she has gone and left us to mourn her loss. She will be sadly missed in her own home and by her neighbors.
Mrs. Muntzing joined the German Baptist church many years since. Henceforth she lived true to the church and faithful to her God, nay !! the messenger death came and summoned her to take her place with those that are numbered with the dead, but we must not forget to notice her faith in God when she found she was about to pass over the rolling waters of Jordan, she called her family and friends around her and instructed them to be kind to each other, to serve God and prepare to meet her in that land where there is no pain, no sickness, nor sorrowing, all is peace and joy and love. Turn let us not weep as though we had no hope, but try to remember the word of Rev. Dennis Clark when he said "How sweet and refreshing it is to lie down to rest when we have become weary. How much more so it is with Sister Muntzing whilst she is resting a spiritual rest." We should not look at death as a monster, but as relief from our troubles. Let us also try to console ourselves by thinking of that beautiful hymn that was sung over the body before it was carried to its final resting place where it now rests in the old family graveyard (known as the Hamstead graveyard) where her husband lies. "Some Sweet Day" A FRIEND
Courtsy of the Grant county Press
Info by Diane Flanagan
Her children that survive her are Mrs. T. G. Kimble, Mrs. Leslie Keplinger; her sons, Albert and Adolph, living near Streby; Mrs. Manson Parks and two sons, George and William, at Scherr, one brother, Chas. Hamstead, residing near Maysville, all of Grant County, also one daughter, Mrs. Emiel Cosner, of Flavania Co, Va.
Mrs. Muntzing was complaining only a very short time. In the beginning of her sickness her case was very serious but she made a change for the better and then her children and neighbors began to have some hopes of her recovery, but alas poor mother grew worse and all that her dear children and kind friends could do for her they could not save her. Two doctors were called to see her. They too couldn't save her from the jaws of death. Oh how sad it must be to part with mother, that we cannot receive her wise counsel and hear her pleasant voice. The writer many times passed her door. He always saw Aunt Mary somewhere looking about her affairs of life, but now should he visit her home she's gone, her seat is vacant and her voice is not heard. He cannot help but feel sad when he thinks that he too (should be live so long) must drink from the same bitter cup. No task was too hard for her to attempt to do, no sacrifice was too great for her to make for those that needed help, no night was too dark or stormy for her to go out, and lend a helping hand to sick, but she has gone and left us to mourn her loss. She will be sadly missed in her own home and by her neighbors.
Mrs. Muntzing joined the German Baptist church many years since. Henceforth she lived true to the church and faithful to her God, nay !! the messenger death came and summoned her to take her place with those that are numbered with the dead, but we must not forget to notice her faith in God when she found she was about to pass over the rolling waters of Jordan, she called her family and friends around her and instructed them to be kind to each other, to serve God and prepare to meet her in that land where there is no pain, no sickness, nor sorrowing, all is peace and joy and love. Turn let us not weep as though we had no hope, but try to remember the word of Rev. Dennis Clark when he said "How sweet and refreshing it is to lie down to rest when we have become weary. How much more so it is with Sister Muntzing whilst she is resting a spiritual rest." We should not look at death as a monster, but as relief from our troubles. Let us also try to console ourselves by thinking of that beautiful hymn that was sung over the body before it was carried to its final resting place where it now rests in the old family graveyard (known as the Hamstead graveyard) where her husband lies. "Some Sweet Day" A FRIEND
Courtsy of the Grant county Press
Info by Diane Flanagan
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