Miss Mary Ruth Dies On Day Set For Her Wedding

Mary Louise Ruth died at the home of her father, John A. Ruth on East Main street, Thursday evening, January 25, after a few days' illness caused by blood poisoning from an infected gall bladder, being stricken with her last illness on January 14.

Sunday afternoon funeral services were held at the Church of the Brethren at 2:00 o'clock, in charge of Rev. A. L. Sellers and interment was in the Woodland cemetery. The services were very largely attended.

Mary Louise, daughter of John A. and Sarah Jane Ruth, was born at Leeseburg, Ill., July 11, 1898. She departed this life January 25, 1923, at 9:00 p.m., at the age of twenty-four years, six months and fourteen days.

She lived in the family home practically all of her life until the last year and a half when she resided with her sister, Mrs. Eva Merrill in LeRoy, Kansas, returning to her father's home here about a week before Christmas, where she remained until the call of the death angel when she peacefully went to her eternal sleep.

While residing in Kansas, Miss Ruth became engaged to be married to Mr. William Clem, of LeRoy, Kansas, January 25th, the day of her death, having been fixed as their wedding day. A farm of over 300 acres had been leased near LeRoy, and the home completely furnished for their occupancy. Thus the blow falls very heavily on this splendid appearing young man, called upon to give up his betrothed bride at the very threshold of what appeared to [be] a happy future together.

Besides Mr. Clem, there are left to mourn her loss her father, four sisters and three brothers, Mrs. Anna Myers of Outlook, Washington, Mrs. Eva Merrill of LeRoy, Kansas, George, John and Harve, Mrs. Nellie Wherley and Mrs. Maggie Miller, all of Astoria, also a host of very near and dear friends.

Her mother, two sisters and two brothers preceded her in death.

On August 25th, 1914, the deceased united with the Church of the Brethren, to which church she remained faithful until death.

Mary was a faithful, devoted daughter in the home. During her mother's last sickness it was Mary alone who could soothe the aching head and make the pillow smooth. She remained untiringly by her side until her death and now has gone to be with her forever.

There is a world above
Where partings is unknown;
A long eternity of love,
Formed for good alone;
And faith beholds the dying here.
Translated to that glorious sphere.


Published in the Argus-Search Light on 1/31/1923

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