MAGDALENA (WISE) SCHISLER

Aged Lady Dead.

Magdalena Wise-Schisler, daughter of Peter and Sarah Wise, was born in Hanover, York county, Pa., Sept. 23, 1840. Died at her home in Astoria, Ill., Feb. 25, 1917.

She came to Illinois in about the year 1854 and was united in marriage to Henry Schisler Oct. 14, 1854, also a native of York county, Pa., and to this union were born nine children, five daughters and four sons, all of whom are living, except two, one dying in infancy and Charles, who died in Feb. 1904. The living children are: Mrs. Sarah Stremmel, Samuel Schisler, Amanda Fitz, Lydia Sears, May Rowland, Edward Schisler, all of Astoria and Rosella Sullivan of Marietta, Ill.

She leaves to mourn her loss her children, two nephews, 21 grandchildren, 5 great grandchildren and a host of relatives and friends.

She was converted to Christ and became a member of the Brethren church while young and lived a consistent christian life until death. She was anointed by the Elders of the church according to James 5, 14-15.

Her suffering was of long duration but she remained faithful until the end. She loved to hear singing and praying and at one time remarked that she could listen to them singing and praying all the time. Many, many times we read to her the scriptures which she so much loved to hear. A few days ago she said she was going home. Sunday night as the clock was striking the midnight hour she peacefully passed away.

Funeral services will be held Thursday afternoon at 2:00 o'clock at the Astoria church of the Brethren, conducted by Elders Chris. Gruber and Cyrus Bucher, and the remains laid to rest in South Fulton cemetery. Pall bearers, George Wherley, John Ruth, Neal Mummert, Jake Powell, Samuel Falkenstein and William Gibble.

The weary pilgrim's work is done
She's laid her armour down
No more shall sorrow dim the eye
She's resting now at home.

Her suffering here has been for years
With patience all was borne,
At last the Master called for her
In Father's house there's room.

She followed Jesus here below
A hand-maid of the Lord
At last he says come unto me
And reap your blessed reward.

Me thinks I see the landing
She made on Canaan's shore,
As she embraced her loved ones
Who have passed on, years before.

Clothed with righteousness and glory
She will dwell forever more,
In the house of many mansions
All her trials now are o'er.

Her children mourn a mother's love
And loathe to say good bye,
God help them so pure to live
To meet Mother safe on high.

— A Friend, Mrs. D. Switzer

 

Published in the Argus-Search Light on 2/28/1917

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