Sarah Sherman Schenck 1859-1918

SCHENCK, SHERMAN, BOMBARGER, BOMBERGER

Posted By: John Brawford (email)
Date: 11/15/2010 at 11:46:21

MRS. SARAH SCHENCK PASSES AWAY AT HER HOME ON NORTH SIXTH STREET

Sarah Sherman Schenck, the deceased, was born in Frankville, Iowa, on the 28th day of September 1839. Died in Estherville, lowa, March 9, 1918, being 58 years, 3 months and 2 days of age. She was married to Judson D. Schenck in Frankville, Iowa, on the 15th day of Sept., 1880.

There was born to this happy union five children -- four sons: James D., Leonard B., Clarence M., and Clayton J., one daughter, Flo Isabel Bombarger. She was the grandmother of eleven children. These loved ones, with two sisters, four brothers, a devoted husband and many loving friends remain to mourn their sad loss.

About sixteen years ago she with her husband and family came to Emmet county, and located near Huntington, where they resided until about three years ago when she with her husband came to Estherville to make their home.

She was a kind neighbor, a faithful friend, a loving mother, a devoted companion and an earnest Christian.

She was converted and joined the Methodist Episcopal church in Frankville, lowa, in the winter of 1886, 32 years ago, and to the last day of her life, loved the church and was loyal to her Master.

For about ten years she has been a great sufferer during all of which time she was patient and long suffering and never lost her confidence in God. The last eight weeks of her life she was confined to her bed but never did she murmur or complain.

All was done that human love and skill could do to prolong her earthly pilgrimage but she gradually failed until on the 9th day of March at the noon time her spirit took its flight. The last Sunday of her conscious existence she called the family to her bedside and after an earnest exhortation to each and all to be ready for the change that would certainly come and a loving request to meet her in heaven she gave each a parting kiss and with a smile of triumph on her face she welcomed the end of this life which was to her a victory. For with the apostle she could say. Oh, death where is thy sting; Oh, grave where is thy victory.

For to her to live was Christ and to die was gain! (Estherville Enterprise, IA, Wed, Mar 13, 1918, pp1)