Prescott, Mary (Miles) 1804-1885

MILES, PRESCOTT, CADY, BRADFORD

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Date: 3/29/2005 at 12:42:13

Mary Miles PRESCOTT was born in Newport, Maine, December 3rd, 1804, and died November 13th, 1885, at Hubbard, Iowa, at the home of her daughter Mrs. P. P. CADY, having reached the advanced age of 80 years, 11 months and 10 days. Mary MILES was married Dec. 6th, 1823 to Jeremiah PRESCOTT, who died 4 years ago last April. Mrs. PRESCOTT with her husband moved to Roscoe, Ills., in 1845, and 7 years later to Hardin, Iowa. With the exception of about 2 1/2 years she lived ever since, 33 years in the region of Hardin and Postville. Mrs. PRESCOTT was the mother of 10 children, 7 of whom are now living. She also leaves 24 grandchildren and 8 great-grandchildren, making in all 42 children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren. In 1831 she united with the Christian church, of which she was a member when she died. The deceased was a woman of strong energy and a very tenacious memory, even to the last. A woman she was, who above the average of her sex, and especially of her age, had an interest in public affairs and read extensively. She became a western woman by choice, willingly casting her lot with its life and enterprise, and had the pleasure of seeing her family grow up with the country. This pilgrim sister whose staff is now laid by was a pilgrim of the pilgrims. Her mother was a BRADFORD and her lineage is traced back directly to William BRADFORD who was one of the Pilgrim Fathers and was for many years governor of Plymouth Colony. How truly her life was a pilgrimage. Descended from the Pilgrim Fathers, born in Maine, moved to Illinois and then to Iowa, and now that her earthly pilgrimage closes her children who are still living have homes, some in Iowa, some in Minnesota, some in Dakota and others on the Pacific slope. Truly she was the child of pilgrims and the mother of pilgrims, and could say with David: "For we are strangers before thee and sojourners, as were all our fathers; our days on the earth are as shadows and there is no abiding." But I believe from conversations which I had with her at various times that she had learned the beautiful and wonderful secret contained in St. Paul's words "Now, therefore ye are no more strangers and foreigners, but fellow citizens with the saints, and of the household of God." How fitting that one so full of years should be called away in this season of the year when everything has passed the "sear and yellow loaf" when the [remainder is cut off]

- source: Postville Review, 11/21/1885
- contributed by Sharyl Ferrall
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Added by Reid R. Johnson 4/27/2013:

Postville Review, Sat., 21 Nov. 1885

Card of Thanks.
We hereby extend our warmest thanks to our many friends and neighbors for their sympathy and kind assistance in the burial of our mother on the 15th inst.

Chas. T. Prescott, A. R. Prescott, and Lydia E. Prescott.