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Rebecca Elizabeth <I>Ray</I> Prine

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Rebecca Elizabeth Ray Prine

Birth
Cincinnati, Hamilton County, Ohio, USA
Death
25 Aug 1904 (aged 74)
Prineville, Crook County, Oregon, USA
Burial
Prineville, Crook County, Oregon, USA GPS-Latitude: 44.3155174, Longitude: -120.8474503
Plot
Block B Lot 8 Space 5
Memorial ID
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The Crook County Journal, September 1, 1904:

Mrs. David Prine died in this city after a lingering illness Friday, August 25. The funeral services were held Saturday afternoon at the Union church, the Rev. C. P. Bailey officiating.

Mrs. Prine, who was Elizabeth Ray, was born near Cincinnati, Ohio, August 2, 1831, and soon after with her parents moved to Jackson county, Missouri, where she was married to David Prine in April, 1850. In 1852 she and her husband moved to Oregon, enduring the hardships of crossing the plains with ox teams. They settled in a sparsely populated section of Linn county known as the Forks of the Santiam and in 1870 moved to what is now Crook county, settling near where Prineville now stands. She was the mother of eight children, five of whom survive her, three daughters and her husband having gone before to greet her when the angel of death carried her away on the evening of the 25th.

Mrs. Prine was a type of the pioneer woman, for reading between the foregoing lines one can see that her life was spent on the frontier. The dangers, the trials, the hardships of the first settlers of Oregon she had borne. Where neighbors were few and far between, Mother Prine lived the greater part of her life, and wherever sickness, trouble or need of help was, there she was found, and though her grave may not be marked with an imposing monument, deep in the hearts of many of Oregon's first settlers she by her blameless life, her motherly acts, her womanly nature, her grand and never failing love and charity has builded a monument grander than any of marble or bronze. All along the pathway of her life she has spoken words that have strengthened the weak, encouraged the faint hearted, brought a happy smile to the discouraged and the suffering ones, and many times denied herself and her family to give aid to the needy. When she shall gaze on the temple not made with hands, and the books are open, on the pages of life will blaze and beam and shine the record of acts all forgotten by those to whom she has ministered in kindly and loving offices. Then she will be remembered and rewarded for what she has so nobly and quietly done.

G. W. B.
The Crook County Journal, September 1, 1904:

Mrs. David Prine died in this city after a lingering illness Friday, August 25. The funeral services were held Saturday afternoon at the Union church, the Rev. C. P. Bailey officiating.

Mrs. Prine, who was Elizabeth Ray, was born near Cincinnati, Ohio, August 2, 1831, and soon after with her parents moved to Jackson county, Missouri, where she was married to David Prine in April, 1850. In 1852 she and her husband moved to Oregon, enduring the hardships of crossing the plains with ox teams. They settled in a sparsely populated section of Linn county known as the Forks of the Santiam and in 1870 moved to what is now Crook county, settling near where Prineville now stands. She was the mother of eight children, five of whom survive her, three daughters and her husband having gone before to greet her when the angel of death carried her away on the evening of the 25th.

Mrs. Prine was a type of the pioneer woman, for reading between the foregoing lines one can see that her life was spent on the frontier. The dangers, the trials, the hardships of the first settlers of Oregon she had borne. Where neighbors were few and far between, Mother Prine lived the greater part of her life, and wherever sickness, trouble or need of help was, there she was found, and though her grave may not be marked with an imposing monument, deep in the hearts of many of Oregon's first settlers she by her blameless life, her motherly acts, her womanly nature, her grand and never failing love and charity has builded a monument grander than any of marble or bronze. All along the pathway of her life she has spoken words that have strengthened the weak, encouraged the faint hearted, brought a happy smile to the discouraged and the suffering ones, and many times denied herself and her family to give aid to the needy. When she shall gaze on the temple not made with hands, and the books are open, on the pages of life will blaze and beam and shine the record of acts all forgotten by those to whom she has ministered in kindly and loving offices. Then she will be remembered and rewarded for what she has so nobly and quietly done.

G. W. B.


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