Last Monday morning at four o'clock the long, brave struggle that Mrs. William Morrow has endured for more than a year, now, with that terrible disease, that no one likes to name, was ended and she “has entered into rest.” Only those near to her, her doctors and nurses and the faithful pastor, can have any true realization of the suffering she has endured with such Christian fortitude and patience.
She was born in the north of Ireland not far from the city of Belfast, and came here directly from her home when she was still in her teens-in 1885-and was married on June 21st, 1886, at Erie, N. D. where she made her home until 18 years ago when they moved to Hunter township where they have since resided until almost two years ago when they moved into the town of Hunter.
She had more than the average farm woman's share of work and responsibility for she had a family of five boys and one girl, Mrs. May Goforth, whose home is near Galesburg, John C. living at Erie, Cleve W. living in Hunter township, Eddie G. also living in Hunter township, all of whom she has left to mourn the untimely loss of one of the most faithful mothers children ever had. Two boys preceded her into the better land, Harry C. at the age of 10 weeks and Marvin at the age of ten years.
Then she was blessed with nine grandchildren, to the oldest, Chester Morrow, she filled the combined office of both mother and grandmother from his infancy, giving him the tenderest and most loving care. Besides all these home duties Mrs. Morrow's fame and name for hospitality and neighborliness was always far more than local, no one ever went hungry from her door and no night was too dark or cold too bitter for her not to answer with eager alacrity the call for help in any emergency of life or death. So when she and her husband retired from the farm and came to live in town all their friends hoped they were entering upon the long period of restful enjoyment they had both so richly earned, but man proposes and the Heavenly Father disposes. And it was wonderful how much enjoyment was crowded into those first months of their residence among us, and the peace she made for herself in the hearts of her neighbors was clearly shown all through her protracted and trying illness. The whole town was interested and everyone who could helped in every way possible, even children were as eager with their inquiries as their parents in the long dark days during which her life seemed to hang by a thread.
Besides her husband and children and grandchildren she has left a sister, Mrs. Robert Morrow of Erie, N. D. who has been at her bedside much of the time the last few months, and another sister, Mrs. John Eamen of Idaho.
The sincere sympathy of the whole community goes out to the bereaved ones in their deep affliction especially to the lonely husband and bereaved daughter, for they have been always as sisters as well as mother and daughter. Their comfort and help must come from the hope of a blessed reunion in the Heavenly Home to which she has gone and the priceless legacy of the memory of her life and works.
The funeral service which was held in the Presbyterian church, of which she was a member, was conducted by the faithful pastor Rev. W. H. Driver of the M. E. church who spoke so eloquently and comfortingly from the 1st Chapter Philippians and the 21st verses, “To die is great gain.” The improvised choir sang sweetly and most effectively "What a friend we have in Jesus," "Safe in the arms of Jesus" and "God be with us till we meet again." It had been appointed for Wednesday but the inclemency of the weather obliged them to postpone it until Friday. The interment was made in the Erie cemetery, where her children were buried and when the cortege had struggled through the drift of snow to the town they were surprised and cheered to find the church warmed and relatives and friends gathered with minister and singers to hold a second service after which a much larger procession of old friends and relatives went on with her to the portals of the “low green tent whose door never outward swings.”
Card of Thanks
We wish to express our sincere gratitude to the people of Hunter and community for their kindness during the sickness and death of our loving wife, mother and sister.
Wm. Morrow, J. C. Morrow, Mrs. R. D. Goforth, W. C. Morrow, E. G. Morrow, Mrs. R. H. Morrow.
Little Josephine McClanahan had lived the life-the happy life-of a healthy country child, thoughtful and helpful always, for she was the oldest child of her mother and there were four younger than herself. Always sunny and bright of course everybody loved her teachers and playmates, for she began going to school before she was six and was just well started in the third grade and on the ninth year of her life, as she had passed her eighth birthday January 22nd, 1922.
Of course everyone loved her and that is why everyone is so sorry for her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Victor McClanahan of Gardner, North Dakota. There was trouble in that shadowed home for her three little sisters and baby brother were all sick with scarlet fever, so that her older half sisters all away at school, Olive at Hunter and Gladys and Edna at Gardner cannot go home for fear of the disease, but the kindly spirit of neighborliness that is always awake in hearts of western country dwellers will not permit them to suffer for help we are sure.
We were not privileged to know this dear little girl personally, but feel that her early transplanting to the gardens of God is a loss to us all, as a community, for the loss of such a woman as she would have undoubtedly made is a great loss we must all share.
Josephine did not have scarlet fever bud died of lockjaw, very suddenly and unexpectedly, from a wound made by stepping on a pitchfork. But we know it is well with the child for the master said “of such is the kingdom of heaven.” Mrs. L. L. Muir
Siren has Arrived
The siren that was ordered some time ago by the local fire company arrived here on Tuesday and is now installed and will be ready in a few days. It is a real credit to our town and the local fire boys are to be congratulated upon the step they have taken to give Hunter better fire protection. The next move is a fire truck, one that is propelled by power so that they can get to the fire in a short time and thus Hunter will be one of the best protected towns in this part of the state. We have the men and the alarm and now must get busy and get a motor truck.
In regards to the fire alarm, it will sound every noon at 12, this being as a test signal. The real fire alarm calls will be printed in a few weeks. Watch for them.
A marriage of interest to the people hereabouts took place at Watertown, S. D. yesterday afternoon, when Edward Holida and Miss Gunild Korup were united in marriage.
Edward Holida is a Vienna boy but is now engaged in the dray business at Naples. His bride was an employee at the Great Northern Hotel, coming to Vienna from Hunter, N. D. over a year ago. Ed and wife were accompanied by Alfred Killmar and Miss Carla Korup.
The groom is a very industrious young man and has a very large circle of friends in this community.
The bride in this happy event is a refined young lady and has made many friends during her residence here. The happy couple will make their home at Naples and take with them the best wishes for a long and happy married life.
Taken from the Vienna Register.
Born, to Mr. and Mrs. Thomas DeMine on Saturday, a girl and now Tommy sure is wearing a smile.
MARRIED. On March 8th, at Calgary, Canada, Miss May Dundas to Charles Bell. The young couple will make their future home at Hussar, Canada. They are both well and favorably known here and a host of friends wish them good luck on their journey through life.
A Tribute Many will remember the Stone family who came here in the early spring of 1896. Rev. Stone succeeded the Rev. Danks as pastor of the Presbyterian church and all will remember the wonderful sermons he preached for he was educated in England in the school of the famous Doctor Spurgeon. The family consisted of the mother and three children, Harwood, William and Mae, who all became very popular in a short time, for they like their sweet little mother were very social and cordial and no family ever left our pleasant little manse who left more regrets behind them. And Mrs. Bessie Stone was a most admirable woman, descended from a band of Huguenots who, driven from their native France by Louis 14th, settled in Yorkshire, England and there was her home until she left a large circle of friends and relatives to share in the fortunes and labors of her ministerial lover in the New World, and most bravely she bore her part until death severed the tie that bound their true heart together. She then turned to her good children, who never failed her, for comfort and support. And for years she had a lovely home in Minneapolis with her son William, that saw many happy family gatherings. She dearly loved the great city and had a host of friends through her connection with the Westminister church as she was identified with many of its activities. She had the most wonderful memory and never forgot anyone or anything and I believe maintained a correspondence with friends in every place where she had ever lived. She was a true unobtrusive Christian, always cheery and often jolly. She was always loved and welcomed by the young as well as old. The first break in the happy city home was when her daughter married and went to live in Lindsay, Ohio, and was there with her when her last painful illness overtook her and where her boys went at the first call, where she had every care and everything love could devise to ameliorate her sufferings which she bore with heroic Christian fortitude. Her little grandchild was her last earthly concern. Many friends will miss her cheerful, interesting letters, but we are all thankful that she is at rest. Her funeral was held at Cedar Rapids, Iowa and she was laid to rest beside the husband of her youth. We have great sympathy with her children, but the wonderful inheritance of their mother's life and their sure faith in a blessed reunion “Over There” will be a solace. L. L. Muir
Another of the sturdy pioneers who made the grassy wastes of North Dakota blossom out into a land of homes, farms and villages has gone to his reward. Allen Powlison died at the home of his daughter, Mrs. Clyde Fisk, after years of suffering, always borne with the greatest Christian fortitude. April 5th, exactly twenty years from the day when his beautiful and gifted wife went on into the better land leaving him to be father and mother both to their three little children, and how well he measured up to his double responsibility all his friends and neighbors are witnesses.
He came with his father's family and settled on a farm at Absaraka, a goodly family, one any community might gladly welcome, and Absaraka was his home until he took up a claim not far from Erie and every old settler knows what a good community Absaraka was when the Staples, Meachams, and Hays with the Powlisons were the leaders in all good works.
Allan Powlison was born at Galesburg, Michigan, August 22nd, 1859 and some relatives and many valued friends still reside there and there he returned to claim Miss Clara Hathaway to be the partner of his life and in hers, in this new land, until she obeyed the summons that all must heed; and the terrible shock and loss it was to him only those can know who have passed through a like experience but he met it manfully, and the children Lesley, Arthur and Agnes kept the home comfortable and cheery until Arthur died at the age of seventeen then the sad strain became too great and she came to live with her aunt, Leona, Mrs. J. C. Richardson, who has always been a wise and faithful guardian and counselor to her. Lesley went to Canada and came from the home he had made there, last fall and has faithfully cared for him ever since and we are pleased to know that for this season at least he will share his sister's comfortable home.
Mr. Powlison went to Minneapolis and for years has been associated in business with Mr. W. H. Simmons, and they had come to have the sincerest regard for each other, and all with whom he came in contact will bear testimony to his unvarying kindness and generosity, and one who knew him well said he was the “best mixed he had ever known,” i.e. the quickest to adapt himself to all kinds and conditions of men and circumstances. He has been a consistent member of the M. E. church since his early manhood and it will be solace to his children and brothers and sisters to think of him as reunited to his loved ones and free from earthly cares and sorrows and sufferings.
Of his brothers Fred and Hickson survive him, Fred lives in Fargo and Hickson in the state of Washington. His sister Martha in San Diego, California. His sister Ann in Michigan, Mrs. G. A. Snell and Stella, Mrs. John Matters in Spokane, Washington. Mrs. J. C. Richardson of Hunter, N. D.
May the great comforter be with each of them and the rich legacy of his well spent life be an inspiration to his children and grandchildren. Mrs. L. L. Muir Howard Daniels Weds Anna Aiken The marriage of Howard W. Daniels and Miss Anna Aiken was an event taking place last evening at 8 o'clock, Rev. O. LeRoy Walter of the Presbyterian church performed the ceremony at the parsonage, using the pretty single ring service.
Miss Kathrine Aiken, sister of the bride and Bert Tiesman, the latter of Alton, accompanied the bride and groom, Miss Aiken's wedding gown was of navy blue canton crepe, and the groom's suit was of blue serge. The bride is the daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Abel Aiken, and the groom is the son of Mr. and Mrs. A. W. Daniels, who reside near Cottonwood, and with whom the young folks will take up their home. No wedding trip is planned for the present time.
Following the ceremony which made them husband and wife, Mr. and Mrs. Daniels returned to the home of the bride's parents on West Main street where they were tendered the best wishes of a number of relatives, who participated in a nice luncheon which had been prepared during their absence.
The above was taken from the Morrison, Ill. paper of March 23, 1922.
Absaraka M. E. Camp Meeting Association
Will hold its 8th Annual Camp Meeting at their camp grounds, 1_ miles north of Absaraka, N. D. June 22 to July 2. Workers Rev. C. W. Butler, Cleveland, Ohio and Prof. C. C. Conley of Columbus, Ohio, will have charge of the singing, assisted by a chorus, choir and soloists. The best talent possible has been secured. Come and bring your friends. Come in the spirit of prayer.
Refreshment rooms on the grounds. Tents for rent. For further particulars write-Mrs. O. L. Anthony, Secretary, Enderlin, N. D.
Born to Mr. and Mrs. O. W. Parkhurst, a baby boy on Friday, June 16. All concerned are getting along fine.
Mrs. Reedy Dies
A telegram just received from Seattle, Washington, announces the death of Mrs. Reedy, beloved wife of our doctor Reedy, at a sanatorium in that city. She leaves a child less than a year old, besides her husband and mother and many other relatives to mourn her untimely death and many friends in this community are shocked and saddened by the sad intelligence although it was not entirely unexpected, and we extend heartfelt sympathy to the bereaved ones.
Change of Location
Our local attorney, Robert W. Muir, who has been using one of the rooms of his home for an office is moving into the building on Main Street now occupied by George Osborne. He is partitioning off two rooms on the south side of the building, and expects to move his law books and other legal paraphernalia whatever that is just as soon as the carpenter and interior decorator have finished their work. The facilities for getting out of trouble, and into it, will be greatly improved by this move.
Entertained Mrs. W. R. Mitchell entertained Saturday afternoon in honor of Mrs. Ed Mitchell and her mother Mrs. Brintnell from Miami, Florida. A large gathering of old friends and neighbors as well as several out of town guests spent a very pleasant afternoon together and did full justice to the delicious refreshments served. The out of town guests were Mrs. K. Tree and Mrs. Latta both of Wheatland.
Sweet peas and asters formed the setting for the wedding party when Miss Sadie Collins, daughter of Mrs. T. R. Collins of Hunter, became the bride of Grant F. Rogers of Amenia, on Wednesday, August twenty-third at eleven o'clock in the morning. At the appointed hour, to the strain of The Wedding March from Lohengrin played by Mrs. P. H. Pollock, the bride entered accompanied by her bridesmaid, Miss Sadie Barrow of Chaffee, and stood under the bower prepared for her in the south bay window of her home. The groom attended by Mr. Howard Mallow awaited her there.
The service was read by the Rev. P. Hewison Pollock, pastor of the Presbyterian church.
After the ceremony the bride and groom received congratulations from the guests, about twenty-five intimate friends and relatives being present. At noon a wedding dinner was served, the guests being seated at tables on the porch.
The bride wore a gown of white Georgette crepe and a veil of white silk chiffon. She carried a shower bouquet of white brides roses. Her bridesmaid wore pink taffeta and a corsage bouquet of pink tea roses.
The bride has been in the Hunter Telephone office for five years and is well known in Hunter.
The groom's home is in Ohio but at present he is engaged in business at Amenia.
Several people from here went to Galesburg Sunday last to attend the Golden Wedding Anniversary of Mr. and Mrs. Jorgen Anderson, who were one time residents of Hunter. The occasion was celebrated in the Lutheran Church of Galesburg, Rev. Kildahl delivered an appropriate sermon, after which a bountiful dinner was served in the basement of the church to a large crowd of friends by the ladies of that place. We wish Mr. and Mrs. Anderson many more happy years together.
Hunter has Bad Fire On Sunday morning last the citizens of our village were awakened at six o'clock in the morning by the alarm of fire, and in less than three hours, the H. R. Peterson pool hall and barber shop and the Osborne vulcanizing shop were a mass of ruins as also the barn of H. F. Gale right east of the burned buildings.
At one time it was thought that the east side of Hunter was doomed but by hard labor of the fire boys as well as all others who helped, the residences of F. A. Koehler and H. F. Gale were saved, although both were on fire several times. The biggest fight the boys had was the First National Bank building on the north of the pool hall. Yes it was saved but was badly burned on the south side.
How the fire started no one seems to know. There was nothing saved in the pool hall or barber shop. Mr. and Mrs. Peterson and Ralph Young and wife, who lived over this building, lost everything, barely escaping with their lives. The building belonged to C. Sorenson, Sr. and was only partly insured as were the contents of the same. Ralph Young had no insurance. The vulcanizing shop only the building burned as the contents were gotten out.
Just what Mr. Peterson intends to do is not known by the writer at this time.
Word reached here on Monday evening that Miss Harriett Hoxie daughter of Mr. and Mrs. J. E. Hoxie, who reside a short distance southeast of here, who has been ill for a long time, had passed away. Miss Hoxie was a young lady, who had all kinds of friends and was well liked by all who knew her, she would have been 21 years old on the 6th of November, 1922.
The remains arrived here on Wednesday morning, and the funeral was held that day at 2:30 p. m. from the Methodist church with Rev. Driver officiating and the remains were laid to rest in Hunter cemetery.
The sympathy of the community is extended to the bereaved in this, their sad hour.
An obituary will appear next week.
Radio Demonstration F. J. Wells of Arthur was here the first of the week and installed a radio receiving set in the dining room of the I. O. O. F. hall. This is a real outfit and is claimed to be “listenin” all the way from 500 to 2,000 miles and be clear all depending upon the weather conditions. This is the same kind of an outfit that is used by both the Elks Clubs of Fargo and Thief River Falls. A demonstration was given on Wednesday evening.
There is nothing so uncertain as human life; nor anything so certain as death. All must pass into the great beyond, we may all be sure. Not always do men realize the shortness of life, even for the oldest.
Sir Walter Scott kept this thought ever before him. Engraved on the Sundial in front of his home were the suggestive words: “The Night Cometh.” It is extremely sad when one is called to enter the beyond, to lay down the work of life before even mid-day arrives.
It was such a call as this that came to Harriett, the beloved daughter of Mr. and Mrs. J. E. Hoxie. Harriett was born at Ottawa, Ill; Nov. 6th, 1901. Had she lived but one week more, she would have reached the age of twenty-one.
Truly she was called in the morning of her life.
The end did not bring a severe shock to those who knew her condition of health. Harriett had not been well for six years but the past two years brought on an incurable affliction. Harriett received her general education in the Public School of Hunter, from school she went to the Dakota Business College, Fargo. Reluctantly she gave up the thought of further study because of her affliction.
The past two years were years of physical and mental suffering; just how intense no person can possibly know.
Last June Harriett was taken to the famous Mayo clinic in the hope that an operation would bring permanent relief; her affliction was such that no assurance of the permanent cure could be given. There was nothing to do but to quietly and patiently await the call of God.
Those who were near to her by the ties of blood testify to her enduring patient, and with what cheerfulness she awaited the call of her Maker.
Harriett will be long remembered by many as a member of the W. C. T. U.; The Eastern Star; and The Rebekahs. As a child she was baptized into the Methodist Episcopal Church and for many years faithfully attended the Sunday School.
She has gone to her eternal rest and we who know the incurable nature of her affliction which brought her life to a premature close, would not pray it otherwise.
Death took place at the home of Mrs. D. P. Miller of Fargo, at 7:30 p. m., Monday Oct. 30th.
A most impressive funeral service was held in the Methodist Episcopal Church, Hunter, Wednesday Nov. 1st. The members of the W. C. T. U., the Eastern Star and Rebekahs were present as a body.
The Minister preached from the appropriate words of the Prophet Jeremiah the fifteenth chapter the ninth verse: “She has given up the ghost, her sun has gone down, while it was yet day.” Following the service the remains were reverently laid to rest in the local cemetery.
That death, should come so early and with such pain is a mystery, but by faith we trust in God who doeth all things well, believing that some day we shall know the mystery of it all.
"Not now but in the coming years, it may be in the better land; we shall read the meaning of our tears, and there, sometime we'll understand."
A great improvement of the roads is now in progress by L. P. Harmon in the Village and Hunter Township by running over them with his large 40-80 Reeves Gas Tractor. It is doing a good job in leveling the roads fit for travel.
Sunday morning a family was stricken to sorrow by the loss of their little thirteen week old baby, Mr. and Mrs. Warren Collins are receiving all the sympathy that could be extended in this trying hour. Funeral services were held in the M. E. Church Monday afternoon with Rev. W. H. Driver officiating, the edifice being filled with sorrowing friends and relatives. The remains were laid to rest in the Hunter Cemetery.
The Death Angel Visits a Grandin Home and Removes a Loving Wife and Mother
No more sudden or severe shock has come to the residents of Grandin for years than was experienced Friday noon Nov. 10th when the word was passed from one to another personally and over the phone that Mrs. Isabella McSparron, beloved wife of Archie McSparron, had suddenly been called from her earthly home to the one above. Mrs. McSparron had been ailing for several months, her sad disability all knew, but when her affectionate husband thought best to remove her to St. Luke's Hospital at Fargo, in which place she passed away, few outside the family realized that her illness was so serious as to terminate life so quickly.
Mrs. McSparron was born in Fargo, Aug. 25, 1887, coming to Grandin with her parents, Mr. and Mrs. L. J. Marjach, Dec. 6th, 1910. She was married to Archie T. McSparron and leaves three bright children upon whom she had lavished a world of affections. Dunbar aged 9 years, Robert aged 5 years and Ann Elhizabeth aged 20 months, all of whom have suffered an irreparable loss. The greatly bereaved husband to whom she was so faithful and who so faithfully attended her bedside has much sympathy in his great sorrow. The blow falls very heavy on the parents, Mr. and Mrs. L. J. Marjach, whose oldest daughter Mrs. McSparron was, and who loved her with much more than ordinary affection. She also leaves two beloved brothers, James Marjach of Minneapolis and Wm. Marjach and one loving sister, Mrs. R. W. Pratt of Grandin.
All of the stricken ones have the deep sympathy of the community as Mrs. McSparron was a woman beloved by all who came within the circle of her acquaintance, and who had developed into a most devoted wife and charming mother, always bright and cheerful radiating sunshine and help to those around her. Death falls heavily not only on the deeply bereaved families, but upon the community at large.
Funeral services were conducted from the Presbyterian Church on Monday afternoon, the officiating clergyman being Rev. J. W. Henry whose remarks were based upon the words of Paul the Apostle, “For me to live is Christ. And to die is gain” which were most eloquently offering words of comfort to the stricken family. The casket was literally enfolded in most beautiful flowers the family, the Willing Workers, Modern Woodman, and Royal Neighbors all uniting in beautiful floral gifts some of the designs being exquisite and elaborate. At the close of the ceremony the casket was borne from the church by Messrs. Gordon and Stewart McKenzie, Frank and Douglas Cormack, Cecil Vantine and Sam Hunter and the procession to the grave in the Grandin cemetery, in spite of the bad roads, was the largest in years, all seeming to wish to pay the departed every respect that her life of sweetness had won.
Missing N. D. Farmer Located in California Fargo, N. D., Nov. 11-Ira Wilcox, farmer of near Ayr, who mysteriously disappeared a month ago, is alive and safe in California, is working in a factory there and will return as soon as he earns his fare home, according to a letter received from him by his wife, she notified the sheriff Fred Kraemer today.
The I. O. O. F. had Wells of Arthur and Taubert of Casselton give a radio demonstration in the hall last Wednesday evening. The residents of the city were invited to the demonstration and thought it was very good. The demonstrators had two machines working off and on. Nels Johnson was so much taken up with the demonstration that he bought the Griebe radiophone and had it installed in his home the next day. He enjoys it so much that he spends a large share of his time listening to it. They are sure a wonderful thing and in the near future there will likely be a large number in Hunter and vicinity. Mr. Taubert and Mr. Wells understand their work thoroughly and Mr. Johnson says the machine sure is nice.
Chris J. Sorenson Jr. married to Miss Agnes E. Abrahamson, some time the past week. They were married in Minneapolis. Chris J. Sorenson Jr. is the son of Mr. and Mrs. C. J. Sorenson, now of Racine, Wis., who have lived in this city for a number of years. Miss Abrahamson is a sister of Mrs. Walter D. Collins of this city.
Chris J. Sorenson Jr. has been a mechanic and electrician here for the past eight years and has many friends. Miss Abrahamson has visited here several times during the past three years and while residing here made many friends. Their many friends in Hunter and vicinity wish them a long and prosperous married life.
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