Benjamin F. Waughop 1846-1927

WAUGHOP, COULTER, THATCHER, CLARK, KELLY

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B.F. Waughop Dies at Age 81
A long, painful and distressing illness came to a merciful close with the death, at his home in West Manchester, early Saturday morning, Feb. 12, 1927, of Benjamin F. Waughop, well known citizen, who had attained the age of 81 years. For years Mr. Waughop had been waging a courageous fight against an incurable malady, affectionately cared for by his faithful wife, whose devotion cannot be too strongly emphasized.

Funeral services were held from the United Brethren church, of which he was an attendant when in health, on Monday afternonn, the Rev. A.E. Hursh officiating. Burial was made in Oakland cemetery.

Mr. Waughop was born in Washington, Ill., Nov. 23, 1846, and grew to young manhood there. In 1873 he was married in that village to Sylvia Coulter, with whom he lived happily until her death thirty-two years later. In 1884 Mr. Waughop and his family removed to Kansas, but returned later to Monticello, residing there and in Dubuque prior to coming to Manchester in 1895. Here, on March 21, 1897, he was married to Mrs. Maggie Thatcher. He is survived by his widow, three children by his first marriage - Charled E. of Detroit Lake, Minn., H.C. Waughop of Long Beach, Calif., and Mrs. Mary [E.?] Clark of Minneapolis, Minn.; and by a daughter by his second wife, Mrs. Una Kelly of Dubuque. He also leaves a brother, Richard, of Henry, Ill., who has attained the remarkable age of 96 years.

Soon after coming to Manchester, Mr. Waughop entered the employ of the late C.H. Mattox, who owned a large brick yard in West Manchester, and for many years molded most of the brick turned out of that kiln. He was a faithful, conscientious workman, a man of integrity of character and life, a friendly, kindly neighbor and a citizen holding to upright ideals. He was deeply devoted to his family, for whom he labored incessantly, and they repaid him by the minisry of unselfish service. Worn out with the long struggle, he fell asleep to awaken in the glory of a new and brighter day.

~Manchester Press, February 17, 1927