People's Pilot, Volume 4, Number 32, Rensselaer, Jasper County, 26 January 1895 — Through the Pearly Gates. [ARTICLE]

Through the Pearly Gates.

Another aged and honored resident has answered the final summons, closing an earthly life of useful accomplishments, and leaving immortal here the memory of faithfbl devotion to the cause of God and humanity. Grandma Rowen is dead. She was the embodiment of all those virtues that the son attributes to mother, and in answering this call to rest beyond, in the ripeness of years, it is fit to say, “Well done my good and faithful servant.” Mary Rowen nee Tharp, widow of Alexander Rowen, was born the 15th day of September, 1811, in Williamsport, Penn. At the age of 20 years she removed to the State of Ohio, accompanying her grandmother, Hannah S. Bailey ;in 1832 she married Henry Powers; during the year 1839 she and her husband removed to the state of Indiana; in 1852 Mr. Powers departed this life, leaving his faithful companion and surviving children to mourn his departure. To them were born seven children, four of whom survive her, viz., Mrs. J. H. Lough ridge, William Powers, Mrs. Mary Brown and Mrs. Loretta Hemphill. In 1856 she married Alexander Rowen, who departed this life in 1885. At an early age she united with the M. E. Church, of which she remained a faithful member until her death. She was a consistent Christian, the Holy Bible being her constant companion. The well worn pages attest her daily use of the sacred volume bearing, as it docs, many marks of her devotion.

She departed this life, Friday, January 18, at the home of her daughter, Mrs. J.H.Loughridge, at the advanced age of eighty three years, four months and two days. There still survive her, two sisters and four brothers. one of the sisters aged eighty five and one brother aged eighty seven years. The funeral was held Sunday forenoon, at the M. E. Church, Rev. R. D. Utter conducting the services. A little Wolff found its way last Friday morning into the home of that jovial Milroy township farmer, John Wolff. Suspended from the four corners of a breakfast shawl he kicked the beato wt tea pounds,