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Susan Sarah Dorsey Hundley

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14 Oct 1844 (aged 25)
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Madison County, Illinois, USA Add to Map
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Alton Telegraph & Democrat Review
26 October 1844
Obituary
Died--on the 15th instant, at Dorsey's Prairie, Mrs Susan Sarah Hundley, wife of Mr Anthony B Hundley, and daughter of Nimrod Dorsey, Esq., aged about 26 years.
How inscrutable are the ways of Providence! A few days since, and the beloved object of this notice was in the full vigor of health, with the brightest prospects before her of a long and useful life. She is not a clod of the valley and a tenant of the dreary tomb. She adorned the station of a wife; was the best and kindest of mothers; and as a daughter faultless. Heavy indeed is the blow that has fallen upon her disconsolate husband; xxxxx the loss her three little children have sustained.
But the affliction of this dispensation of Providence, has visited upon her fond parents, and especially upon her mother, what pen can describe it. Her aged form is bent with sorrow to the ground, and one of the strongest ties that bound her to earth has been suddenly and unexpectedly severed. She mourns not, however, as one without hope, and can even in the bitterness of grief, exclaim---
Thou art gone, and our tears must flow,
That we thus are called to part;
And though this our loss, they gain we know,
Yet the drops of grief will start;
But we give the up to our God, in trust
That our hope is not in vain
When the final trump shall wake the dust,
In Heaven, to meet thee again!
The Louisville Journal will please copy.

Alton Telegraph & Democrat Review
26 October 1844
Obituary
Died--on the 15th instant, at Dorsey's Prairie, Mrs Susan Sarah Hundley, wife of Mr Anthony B Hundley, and daughter of Nimrod Dorsey, Esq., aged about 26 years.
How inscrutable are the ways of Providence! A few days since, and the beloved object of this notice was in the full vigor of health, with the brightest prospects before her of a long and useful life. She is not a clod of the valley and a tenant of the dreary tomb. She adorned the station of a wife; was the best and kindest of mothers; and as a daughter faultless. Heavy indeed is the blow that has fallen upon her disconsolate husband; xxxxx the loss her three little children have sustained.
But the affliction of this dispensation of Providence, has visited upon her fond parents, and especially upon her mother, what pen can describe it. Her aged form is bent with sorrow to the ground, and one of the strongest ties that bound her to earth has been suddenly and unexpectedly severed. She mourns not, however, as one without hope, and can even in the bitterness of grief, exclaim---
Thou art gone, and our tears must flow,
That we thus are called to part;
And though this our loss, they gain we know,
Yet the drops of grief will start;
But we give the up to our God, in trust
That our hope is not in vain
When the final trump shall wake the dust,
In Heaven, to meet thee again!
The Louisville Journal will please copy.



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