Jasper County Democrat, Volume 6, Number 46, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 20 February 1904 — OBITUARY. [ARTICLE]

OBITUARY.

Margaret Rozell Hoover was born in Fayette county, Ohio, August 23, 1820. Her father Eebnezer Rozell, was a native of Maryland and her mother, Esther Cobler Rozell, was a native of New Jersey, - and both were of German decent. Her father served the government as gunsmith in the War of 1812. Both the father and mother died in Ohio at the advanced age of 90 years. Mrs Hoover was united in marriage to Alfred Hoover in her native county in Ohio, January. 23,1840. During the first year of their married life she and her husband united with the Methodist Episcopal church. In 1846 Mr. and Mrs. Hoover moved from Ohio to Warren county Ind-, iana. In 1854 they came to this county and settled on the Hoover farm lacking, only a few weeks of fifty years ago. There being no Methodist church in their immediate vicinity when they first settled in the county, they united with The United Brethren church, but subsequently, when the Rensselaer circuit was organized, they reunited with the Methodist church, and in 1893 she transferred her membership to in Rensselaer. T« Mr. and Mrs. Hoover wereNborn six children, three sons and rcjteee daughters, Amanda J. who died in infancy, Sarah E. who died in 1863, Thornton J. who died in Attica in February 1888, and George who died in Rensselaer in April 1888. Mrs. Anna E. Ritchey and Mr Wm. M. Hoover are the two surviving members of her immediate family. Her husband, Mr Alfred Hoover, died July 30, 1885, since which time she has made her home with her only son. She passed from earth February 6, at the age of 83 years, 5 months and 14 days. Mrs. Hoover was a strong character and a faithful christain woman. Her mind remained clear until near the end. Saturday morning she calmly fell asleep. “Servant of God, well done, Thy glorious warfare’s past; The battle is fought, the race is run, And thou art crowoed at last." . <0 Her favorite hymn was: “My latest sun is sinking fast, My race is nearly run; My strongest trials now are past, My triumph is begun. “I know I’m nearing the holy ranks Of friends and kindred dear; For I brush the dews on Jordan’s bank, The crossing must be near.” To the friends and neighbors who lent us their aid and sympathy during the sickness and death of our beloved mother we desire to extend our heartfelt thanks. Mrs. A. E. Ritchey, Wm. M. Hoover.