ANOTHER HOME BROKEN UP

Death Robs a Happy Family of a Dutiful Wife and Affectionate Mother

Mrs. Margaret Clyde, the beloved wife of Robert Clyde of this city at 4:30 p.m., Wednesday, Oct 14, of pneumonia.

On the 30th day of last month another bright ray of hope and sunshine entered the home of Mr. and Mrs. Robert Clyde, when there was born to that happy couple a bright baby girl.

To add to the joy of the delighted parents they had just moved and become comfortably located in their handsome, new seven roomed cottage residence, and a promising future seemed before them. Of the cruel fate so soon to befall that happy household none but the Almighty was aware. Just two short weeks from the time of the rejoicing over the arrival of the little heiress, all was in one sudden moment turned into the reverse – the most bitter grief and mournful sorrow. The kind and loving wife and mother was called to fill a more holier mission and bade those most dear to her on earth a sorrowful farewell.

First of the family to pass away, her busy, useful life on earth is done; ended forever is her toilsome day, for her the promised rest has now begun.

Mrs. Margaret Clyde was the fourth child of Isaac Cummings Sr. and Sarah Jones, and strange as it may seem, the first to pass to the hereafter put of her parent's family of twelve children. The deceased was born in Heber on May 24th, 1866, being 30 years, 4 months and 20 days old at the time of her death.

On the 5th day of October, 1885, she was led to the alter by Robert Clyde and joined in marriage, who she leaves behind brokenhearted in sorrow, with a daughter of 9 years, a son of 3 years and a baby girl of but two weeks. Besides her parents, three sisters and eight brothers, she also leaves numerous other relatives and a host of friends to mourn her untimely end.

The funeral occurred from the family residence yesterday evening and was one of the most largely attended ever held in our town. The bereaved husband and parents of the deceased have the deepest sympathy of the entire community in their sorrow.

Wasatch Wave, October 16, 1896, Page 2