Chase County Obituaries
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Martin, Nancy Elinor Hargrove
Grandma Martin Passed Away
Grandma Martin, who for a number of years has been in tailing health and had to have the constant care of an attendant passed away at her home in this city Tuesday night about two-thirty. Funeral services were held this afternoon at her home and burial was made in the Prairie Grove Cemetery, Rev. Alexander Gilmore having charge of the services. A more exhaustive details of the life of Grandma Martin will appear next week.
Chase County Leader News Cottonwood Falls, Kansas, March 19 1914
A Good Woman Gone to Her Reward
It was February the 12th in the year of grace, 1828, at Patoka, Indiana that Nancy Elinor Hargrove Martin was born. It was on March I8, 1914, at her home in Cottonwood Falls, at 4 o'clock in the morning, she became weary and went to sleep - she saw the sun rise and set for more than eighty-six years. She leaves two sons and two daughters, seventeen grandchildren and twenty-seven great grandchildren. The children that survive her are W. P. Martin of Rialto, California, John H. Martin of Cottonwood Falls, Kansas, Mrs. Eliza Swope of Elinor, Kansas and Mrs. Sally Oliver of Newport News, Virginia. This good woman united with the Baptist Church at the age of seventeen years. She came to Kansas in 1870 and has resided in Chase County since that time. She was laid to rest in Prairie Grove Cemetery. Her brother, Samuel Hargrove, of Indiana, was here and attended her funeral and Mrs. Oliver was with her mother during her last days. Rev. Gilmore preached an excellent funeral service.
Grandma Martin, before she went away on the wings of the morning, spoke of the kindness of those around her. She spoke of her grandson, of whom she said, "He is my eyes and my right hand." Such a tribute from an old grandmother in her last days is worth more than gold. It was an old Jewish saying that God could not be everywhere, so he mad mothers. The author of this sketch knew Mrs. Martin many years. She was of a type seem to be passing away, more might say old fashion, but all thing are good when old. I've heard the music that takes wings from pipe and horn and trembling thrills and human heart, but I endeavor all in pain to recollect some splendid strain. Instead comes echoing sweet and low a simple song of long ago- a mother song- or an old hymn - that brought people to repentance. I have heard sweet music from masters of song, but nothing compares with the old hymn of mother's song that Grandma Martin loved so well. She loved her friends, and during her eighty-six years, she had many. She loved her children and her grandchildren. What are Raphael's Madonna but the shadow of a mother's love fixed in permanent outline forever. Plato spent his life trying to fathom immortality. Grandma Martin had faith in immorality and that alone was worth more than the teachings of all the hilosophers that ever lived. she is a great loss to those who knew her andshe will be remembered a long time, and as long as her grave is kissed by a bright sun, her kindred soul not moun for her flight from earth to part from the divine plan.
Chase County Leader News Cottonwood Falls, Kansas, March 26 1914