In the afternoon of October 30, 1929, at her home in Astoria, Illinois, an angel stooped beside the couch of Cassie Danner Price and beckoning, said “Follow me into the Great Beyond and you will find eternal rest.” Hearing the summons, the spirit followed. And so, at the age of 51 years, 11 months, and 5 days, Cassie left us.
She was the daughter of Henry S. and Catherine (Trone) Danner, and was born near Astoria on November … [microfilm scratched — illegible] … she was married to Albert N. Price. One son, Harold M. was born to this couple. Besides the husband and son, four brothers and two sisters survive: Alfred and Jacob Danner, near Astoria, Isaac Danner of Vermont, Daniel T. Danner of Canton, Caroline Palmer in Wayne county, and Sarah Palmer of Astoria. One sister, Ellen, is deceased.
Cassie Price was a loyal, untiring worker for every cause that was uplifting; she was a kind, faithful friend, whose home was daily devoted to those whom she loved; she was a true Christian — the kind that, always forgetful of self, lived for others. Everywhere she will be missed — in her home; in the Christian church, where she was a most earnest worker; in the Astoria Chapter of the Order of the Eastern Star, where, during the year 1927-28, she was Worthy Matron; among a host of friends, who so dearly loved her.
Two years ago she was stricken with cancer. Since that time, because of her intense suffering, she could not enjoy the many pleasures of life, which were once hers. But she fought a good fight; she kept the faith.
Though Cassie Danner Price is removed visibly from the outward eye, the lessons that she taught, the kind words that she uttered, the remarkable deeds of generosity by which she was characterized, will ever survive.
Funeral services were held Friday afternoon, at two o’clock, at the Christian church, conducted by Rev. W. T. Nichols, who was assisted by Rev. Seitzinger, Rev. Day, and Rev. Norris. Interment was in the Astoria Memorial Mausoleum.
“When each of us standing by your bier did see
The peace of death on your sweet face,
Each of us thought, “One more to welcome me
When I shall cross the intervening space
Between this life and the one over there,
One more to make the Great Beyond more fair.”
Dear friend, so recently with us, you will always be enshrined in a little hidden sanctuary of our hearts, because of your Christian influence. Your life was built on love, on kindness and on faith; you held your brother as your equal. Earnest work filled your days — toil for justice, equity and peace. In your heart there was no aim or purpose that did not chord with universal good. Even when suffering hovered over your pathway like a pall, you were patient; you knew that a divine purpose reigned over everything. And then, in the sunset hour, when the Master called, you left us so quietly that we shall always marvel. When we pass into elysian fields through that portal called Death, may we, like you, be guided over the uncharted sea by the mirrored stars of our faith. — Lilace K. Burr.
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