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Mary <I>Lyman</I> Murray

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Mary Lyman Murray

Birth
Stark County, Illinois, USA
Death
17 Jul 1905 (aged 69)
Wilsey, Morris County, Kansas, USA
Burial
Hiawatha, Brown County, Kansas, USA Add to Map
Plot
Section 38
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Mrs. Mary Murray, for 30 years a resident of Brown county (sic), died July 18 at the age of 68 at the home of her husband, J.B. Murray, at Wilsey, Kans. Mr. Murray brought her body back to Brown county (sic) and her funeral was held at the Fairview Reformed church (sic) July 20, the services being conducted by Rev. J.A. Hunsicker. Mr. and Mrs. Murray came to Kansas in 1864 and lived in this county until 1895. They have eight living children.

The Brown County World (Hiawatha, KS), Friday, July 28, 1905; pg. 1
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- Died at her home near Wilsey, on the 17th inst., Mary, wife of J.B. Murray, aged 69 years, 10 months and 17 days. The remains were taken to White City and shipped to her old, old home in Brown county (sic) for interment. Obituary next week.

The Wilsey Weekly Warbler (Wilsey, KS), Thursday, July 20, 1905; pg. 1
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OBITUARY.

Mrs. Mary (Lyman) Murray was born Sept. 25, 1834, in Stark county (sic), Ohio. When but a child of 4 years her parents moved to Iroquois county (sic), Illinois, where she grew to womanhood. At the age of 18 she was converted and joined the United Brethern (sic) church (sic). She was married to B. Murray Nov. 14, 1858, in Illinois. They remained there until 1864, when they came to Kansas. She spent 30 years of Kansas life in Brown county (sic), five years in Nemaha county (sic) and five years in Morris county (sic), where she died. Eight children was the fruit of her married life - 3 sons and 5 daughters. All were present except one son. These children, husband, 2 brothers and one sister remain as lonely mourners. And why not? When we are robbed of jewels we value we mourn our loss. The value of Sister Murray was truly great. As wife, mother, christian, friend, by her patient endurance, gentle spirit and cheerful sunny life we get glimpses of what lies at the end of the race. But for true worth we must wait till we stand up there with her before the Holy One in whom she believed and trusted and looked and who alone is able to determine and fix true value and let His divine voice tell us and all heaven what she was worth.

The last four months of her life were attended with untold pain and suffering. A severe attack of pneumonia developed into quick consumption from which she died on Monday, July 17, '05, aged 68 years, 9 months and 23 days. Her impulses and motives were most noble and pure. A loving wife, fond, devoted mother and true friend. In all her sufferings she found no fault with God's dealings with her but patiently bore her heavy load believing that God's ways were right and just and good. She prayed in faith to be relieved of her sufferings and when she realized that her prayer was about to be answered she sang clearly "I'm going home to die no more." Her last words were "Good-bye to all and God bless you," and so she passed into the great beyond. Her place in the home on earth is vacant. She has entered the real home of heaven, devoid of pain, sickness, tears, the home in the land of no night, the great health resort garlanded with perfume-laden flowers richer far more than the ecatliest (sic) of earth's fragrant alabastor (sic) boxes. We miss her, oh mother, wife, friend. We don't want to ask you back were it possible from your beautiful palace home to this poor earth home, but it is so lonesome since you went away.

Yes, Jesus will smooth out all the wrinkles, but if we are faithful to Him when we get up there you can say, look, there is mother.

It was my happy privilege to have two years acquaintance with sister Murray and to very frequently see her dear face in the audience, eagerly drinking in the gospel joys, her face radiant with hope of anticipated glory of the bye and bye.

No more singing "I'm going Home," but "Home, Sweet Home," and these here may pleading sing "Tell Mother I'll be There."

Her remains were taken to Hiawatha, Brown county (sic), for interment on Wednesday, July 19th. God bless the sorrowing ones.

RINALDO E. HILL.

The Wilsey Weekly Warbler (Wilsey, KS), Thursday, August 3, 1905; pg. 8
Mrs. Mary Murray, for 30 years a resident of Brown county (sic), died July 18 at the age of 68 at the home of her husband, J.B. Murray, at Wilsey, Kans. Mr. Murray brought her body back to Brown county (sic) and her funeral was held at the Fairview Reformed church (sic) July 20, the services being conducted by Rev. J.A. Hunsicker. Mr. and Mrs. Murray came to Kansas in 1864 and lived in this county until 1895. They have eight living children.

The Brown County World (Hiawatha, KS), Friday, July 28, 1905; pg. 1
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- Died at her home near Wilsey, on the 17th inst., Mary, wife of J.B. Murray, aged 69 years, 10 months and 17 days. The remains were taken to White City and shipped to her old, old home in Brown county (sic) for interment. Obituary next week.

The Wilsey Weekly Warbler (Wilsey, KS), Thursday, July 20, 1905; pg. 1
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OBITUARY.

Mrs. Mary (Lyman) Murray was born Sept. 25, 1834, in Stark county (sic), Ohio. When but a child of 4 years her parents moved to Iroquois county (sic), Illinois, where she grew to womanhood. At the age of 18 she was converted and joined the United Brethern (sic) church (sic). She was married to B. Murray Nov. 14, 1858, in Illinois. They remained there until 1864, when they came to Kansas. She spent 30 years of Kansas life in Brown county (sic), five years in Nemaha county (sic) and five years in Morris county (sic), where she died. Eight children was the fruit of her married life - 3 sons and 5 daughters. All were present except one son. These children, husband, 2 brothers and one sister remain as lonely mourners. And why not? When we are robbed of jewels we value we mourn our loss. The value of Sister Murray was truly great. As wife, mother, christian, friend, by her patient endurance, gentle spirit and cheerful sunny life we get glimpses of what lies at the end of the race. But for true worth we must wait till we stand up there with her before the Holy One in whom she believed and trusted and looked and who alone is able to determine and fix true value and let His divine voice tell us and all heaven what she was worth.

The last four months of her life were attended with untold pain and suffering. A severe attack of pneumonia developed into quick consumption from which she died on Monday, July 17, '05, aged 68 years, 9 months and 23 days. Her impulses and motives were most noble and pure. A loving wife, fond, devoted mother and true friend. In all her sufferings she found no fault with God's dealings with her but patiently bore her heavy load believing that God's ways were right and just and good. She prayed in faith to be relieved of her sufferings and when she realized that her prayer was about to be answered she sang clearly "I'm going home to die no more." Her last words were "Good-bye to all and God bless you," and so she passed into the great beyond. Her place in the home on earth is vacant. She has entered the real home of heaven, devoid of pain, sickness, tears, the home in the land of no night, the great health resort garlanded with perfume-laden flowers richer far more than the ecatliest (sic) of earth's fragrant alabastor (sic) boxes. We miss her, oh mother, wife, friend. We don't want to ask you back were it possible from your beautiful palace home to this poor earth home, but it is so lonesome since you went away.

Yes, Jesus will smooth out all the wrinkles, but if we are faithful to Him when we get up there you can say, look, there is mother.

It was my happy privilege to have two years acquaintance with sister Murray and to very frequently see her dear face in the audience, eagerly drinking in the gospel joys, her face radiant with hope of anticipated glory of the bye and bye.

No more singing "I'm going Home," but "Home, Sweet Home," and these here may pleading sing "Tell Mother I'll be There."

Her remains were taken to Hiawatha, Brown county (sic), for interment on Wednesday, July 19th. God bless the sorrowing ones.

RINALDO E. HILL.

The Wilsey Weekly Warbler (Wilsey, KS), Thursday, August 3, 1905; pg. 8

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