CYNTHIA A. GRANT – OBITUARY in Florence Siefert Scrapbook

This post was contributed to the Crawford County Chapter of OGS by Kristina Stearley as part of the Florence Siefert Scrapbook in 2010.

The scrapbook is compiled from undated, unidentified newspaper clippings involving events in the lives of Crawford County citizens living in or having connections to New Washington, Tiro, Shelby, Sulphur Springs, Chatfield, Bucyrus, Ashland, Mansfield, and other areas. Only minimal spelling or punctuation corrections were made. Unreadable areas are shown by underlines, dots &/or question marks. This collection has been scanned, “optical character recognized” (OCR’d), proofed, then coded for HTML by volunteers of the Crawford County Chapter of the Ohio Genealogical Society. Since the copies are not of the best quality errors may have been made. Please contact us if you find corrections needing to be made or can verify any missing dates which could be added.

CYNTHIA A. GRANT – OBITUARY

DIED–Feb. 16th 1888.

At the residence of her daughter Mrs Solomon Beaver, Pierport, Cynthia A. Grant aged 75 years. She was born in Columbiana County, Ohio, Feb., 7. 1813. But had come to Mich., many years ago to make her home with her only child Mrs. Baveer, where she had lived a happy, useful life, beloved by all the family, and deeply do they mourn her loss.
Through some mysterious dispensation of Providence she never was permitted to enjoy the sweet music of earth, or hear the voices who loved her, and never had she been able to utter her wishes in words, yet it was surprising how quickly she could make herself understood.
Her busy cheerful life, can teach a valuable lesson to others who are permitted to enjoy these blessings. She had been feeble for some time but her last sickness was brief, and when the hour drew near and she knew she must go, very tenderly did she bid each one a long farewell, urging them to prepare to meet her in the upper and better world. So they mourn not as those without hope, for there her voice can join in angelic music, and the harmony be all the sweeter, never having heard such before. We extend to the bereaved family our heart felt sympathy and prayers. Perhaps these few lines may voice their sentiments.

O! That I could sing thy praises
In a song so grand and high
That it would resound and echo
Through the arch-ways of the sky,
That my virtues might re-echo
Through the corridors of time
Sound on earth and ring through heaven
With a grand harmonious chime.

Mother, that sweet word of magic
Thrills each fiber of my heart
Touches unseen chord of sadness
Makes the grateful tear-drop start.
Thou has been a loving mother
Ever tender true and mild
Ever mindful of the welfare.
And the comfort of thy child.


Of all finds which earth can offer
Who to me is half so dear
Who so patient thoughtful tender,
Who so steadfast or sincere,
Death can ne’er divide as mother.
Thou art only gone before
Only waiting there to meet us
On that bright eternal shore.

Mother, Angels pause and listen
With smiling lip and folded wings,
Hush their glad songs into silence
Till a sweet voice intervenes
And they hear that one word, mother,
Dearer far, then any other,
Spread their wings, and heaven rings
With that sweet name of Mother.

LIZZIE DELVIN