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From: Lisa Perry <>
Subject: [MOMONROE] NBC: Farrell
Date: Sun, 24 Nov 2002 17:27:10 -0500


Undated article; original source unknown. Extracted from the newspaper
article collection started in 1879 by Mrs. Nannie Brown of Madison,
Missouri.



(Gathered) Home.



(Unable to read first two lines) passed into eternal rest. His death
was the result of a complication of diseases, and while not unexpected,
yet when the news passed through the town that the end had come, it cast
a gloom over this community where he has lived so long.

John Farrell was born in Madison county, Kentucky, July 14th, 1825.
With his father, William Farrell, and family he came to Monroe county in
1835, and was a citizen of the county for sixty years. Feb. 18, 1845,
he was married to Mary Ann Grove, who preceded him to the Heavenly home
February 22, 1902. To this union eleven children were born, six of whom
are still lining. He was a consistent member of the Christian church,
his membership being with the Woodlawn congregation, where he served
many years as deacon.

Since the death of his wife three years ago, he has made his home with
his children, staying a month or two at a time with each of them, where
he was always gladly welcomed and all done for his ease and comfort that
could possibly be done; yet he felt that his life's work was ended, and
often expressed the wish that his 'time might speedily come,' so that he
could rejoin the beloved wife who had always been his stay and solace.
All summer he has seemed to feel that his release would soon come, often
saying. 'I will no live to see my eightieth birthday,' but he did live
to see it, passing away in the early dawn of the day, followed at the
home of his son, Tom, (who) he had been for (several) (unable to read
next few lines.) by Elders Featherston, Corwine and Richmond in the
presence of a large concourse of sorrowing relatives and friends who
gathered to pay their last tribute of respect to 'Uncle John' as he was
lovingly called.

All of his children were present except his son, Ira, who is living in
Billing, Montana, and who, on account of the illness of his wife, was
unable to come. The coffin was almost covered with beautiful floral
offerings, a sheaf of ripe wheat mutely telling that the sleeper within
had been gathered as a sheaf ripe for the harvest. After the funeral
sermon by Elder Featherston, the remains were conveyed to the cemetery
west of town and laid to rest by the side of his wife."



Sunset and evening star

And one clear call for me,

And may there be no moaning

At the bar when I put out to sea.

But such a tide, as moving, seems asleep,

To full for sound and foam,

When that which drew from out the boundless deep

Turns again home.

Twilight and evening bell

And after that, the dark;

And may there be no sadness of farewell

When I embark.

For though from out the bourne of Time and Place

The flood may be me far,

I hope to see my Pilot face to face,

When I have crossed the Bar.



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Kathleen Wilham

2 Sharon Drive

Shelbina, MO. 63468-1562





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