TAYLOR, Barbara 1866-1927

TAYLOR, INNES

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Date: 4/13/2015 at 08:12:43

Mrs. J. C. Taylor

Barbara Innes, daughter of Alexander and Barbara Innes was born in Brooksdale, Ontario, Canada, July 17, 1866, where she grew to young womanhood. She came with her parents to Tama county, Iowa, in 1883. On December 28th, 1887, she was united in marriage to J. C. Taylor, of O'Brien county, Iowa, where they lived for a short time, returning to Grundy county in the fall of 1888, which place has been their home ever since. Mrs. Taylor was the mother of four daughters, three having preceded her in their infancy.

At an early age she united with the United Presbyterian church, later coming to the Methodist Episcopal church in Reinbeck, Iowa, where she has been a faithful and devoted member until as the evening shadows of the peaceful Sabbath slowly gathered on March 13th, 1927, she was called to the Church Triumphant and to the heavenly home to be again with the loved ones gone on before.

Five weeks ago she was stricken with paralysis, from which she never rallied. Loving hands ministered to her needs, but all to no avail. She was a true and faithful wife. A loving, self-sacrificing, devoted mother and grandmother. A kind and affectionate sister. A faithful and steadfast friend. No memorial, however lovingly written, could express our loss. She leaves to mourn her passing her husband, an only daughter, Mrs. Verna Biebesheimer; three grandchildren; two sisters, Mrs. James Green, of Embro, Canada, Miss Mary Innes, Reinbeck, Iowa, and one brother, James Innes, Waterloo, and a host of other relatives and friends.

"Far into the starry heights,
A dear one's spirit has flown,
Silently it took its flight,
Unfettered and alone.

It has traveled far, that spirit sweet--
Far from this world of care,
To realms of eternal happiness
Where there's neither pain nor care.

"It has gone to regions of heavenly bliss,
To heights we cannot see;
But one thing precious is left to us,
Is her sweet memory.

"It seemeth such a little way to me
Across to that strange country, the Beyond,
And yet not strange, for it has grown to be
The home of those of whom I am so fond;
It makes it seem familiar and most dear,
As journeying friends bring distant regions near."

"Beautiful life is that whose span
Is spent in duty to God and man.
Beautiful calm, when the course is run,
Beautiful twilight at set of sun,
Beautiful rest, with a life well done."

"Sleep on, beloved, sleep and take they rest,
Lay down thy head upon thy Savior's breast,
We love thee well, but Jesus loves thee best."

--The Grundy Register (Grundy Center, Iowa), 17 March 1927, pg 12