STRYKER OBITUARIES, Henry County, Missouri ==================================================================== STRYKER, Fannie F. MULLINS 1852 - 1904 By Her Own Hand Mrs. Fannie F. Stryker Ends Her Life at Her Home In Clinton - Fannie F. Mullins, eldest child of the late H. Colby Mullins and wife, was born December 31, 1852, on the old homestead, about 4 1/2 miles northeast of Calhoun, where she grew to womanhood. In April, 1878, she was united in marriage to Abner Dodd Stryker, in Windsor. Three children were born of the union, Misses Mary H. and Grace F., and John H., who have grown up blessed by a mother's love and devotion. Some lives there are in this bleak and unfeeling world fraught with burdens to the heart and soul that no human agency can assuage. with a mien of content their journeyings on are marked by hours of meditation that as the years go by become periods of brooding. In this state of mind the subject of this sad chronicling must have found herself, in the then existing loneliness of her home, Friday evening, December 23 1904. Brooding, she sought to end it all, and quaffed the fatal draught, that winged her spirit to the throne of the Great Comforter. Mrs. Stryker had resided in Clinton about three years. Her daughter, Miss Mayme, was in Illinois; her son, John, was in Pittsburg, Kas, whither her other daughter had just gone, and to which place the mother had intended going to reside. In response to the shocking intelligence the children reached home Saturday morning. The deceased left a lengthy letter for Mr. Osborne, placing her affairs in his hands and telling him where to find her papers and money. closing, she indicated knowledge that her mind had been unsettled the past few weeks. The remains were brought to Calhoun Sunday morning and at 2 p.m. an impressive funeral discourse was delivered by Rev. C. M. Truex, of the Clinton Baptist Church, and interment in Calhoun cemetery. Besides her children, deceased leaves a brother, Henry C. Mullins, mayor of Alamosa, Colo, and a sister, Mrs. M. C. Fewel of Calhoun. On the dresser in the room where she was found lay the following poem, which she had evidently just been reading: SOME TIME YOU SHALL KNOW, by Eugene Field - Last night, my darling, as you slept., I thought I heard you sigh, And to your little crib I crept, And watched a space there by. And then I stooped and kissed your brow, For, oh, I loved you so - You are too young to know it now, But some time you shall know. Sometime, when in a darkened place, Where others come to weep, Your eyes shall look upon a face Calm in eternal sleep. The voiceless lips, the wrinkled brow, The patient smile shall show - You are too young to know it now, But some time you may know. Look backward, then, into the years, And see me here tonight; See, O, my darling, how my tears Are falling as I write; And feel once more upon your brow The kiss of long ago - You are too young to know it now, But some time you shall know. ==================================================================== USGENWEB NOTICE: In keeping with our policy of providing free information on the Internet, data may be used by non-commercial entities, as long as this message remains on all copied material. These electronic pages may NOT be reproduced in any format for profit or for presentation by other persons or organizations. Persons or organizations desiring to use this material for purposes other than stated above must obtain the written consent of the file contributor. This file was contributed for use in the USGenWeb Archives by the Henry County MOGenWeb http://www.rootsweb.com/~mohenry/henryco.html Contact the Henry County Coordinator for comments or corrections. ====================================================================