Job Tressler Belman (1886-1918)
BELMAN, MURPHY, CUMMINS, TUCKER, COLBY, BENNETT
Posted By: Dorian Myhre (email)
Date: 12/9/2024 at 16:35:34
From Jewell Record October 31, 1918 (page 1)
J. T. BELMAN PASSED AWAY
This community was deeply shocked last Friday afternoon, when it was learned that J. T. Belman had died suddenly. While it was well known that Mr. Belman was very ill with the influenza, it was not realized that his condition was all that serious.
Mr. Belman became ill on Wednesday, October 16th, and closed his shop and went home. On Sunday, October 20th, thinking he was quite recovered from his illness, he came down town, and it is thought that his indiscretion at that time caused him to have a backset. He was better the day before he died, but suffered a relapse Thursday night, and finally passed away Friday afternoon at 2:30 o'clock. He was rational to the last, and just peacefully closed his eyes and went to his last long sleep.
J. Tressler Belman was born August 16, 1886, at Perry, Michigan, and at the time of his death was 32 years, 2 months and 9 days of age. He was united in marriage to Miss Regina Murphy on January 6, 1909, at Des Moines, Iowa. To this union two children were born, Wanda and Donald. Besides his children and wife, the deceased leaves to mourn his untimely demise, his father and mother, and three brothers: Will, of Hammond, Ind.; Vidi, of Flint, Mich.; Burchel, of Los Angeles, Cal.; and four sisters: Mrs. Cummins, of Aberdeen, S. D.; Mrs. W. A. Tucker, of Willamette, Ill.; Mrs. Colby, of Calapatria, Cal.; and Mrs. R. E. Bennett, of Flint, Mich. The deceased parents, who live at Perry, Mich., arrived Sunday morning to attend the funeral services.
The death of Mr. Belman will be a distinct loss to the community, as he has always taken an active part in various activities of the town. He was financier of the A. O. U. W. Lodge, was a valued member of the Jewell Community Club, and also a member of the local Catholic church. Mr. Belman came to Jewell from Des Moines February 1st, 1911, and had since conducted the barber shop located under the First National Bank, and has at all times given exceptional service to his patrons.
Because of the quarantine private funeral services were conducted at the home Sunday afternoon, October 27th, at 4:30 o'clock, Rev. F. J. Renier, pastor of the Catholic church in Jewell, officiating. The remains were taken to Des Moines Sunday night accompanied by the deceased's family and parents, and burial made at that place on Monday.
Rev. F. J. Renier, who conducted the funeral services, had kindly furnished us with a copy of the words he used at the services on Sunday which are as follows:
My Dear Friends:
I wish to day just a few words on this sad occasion. Let me say that I myself am deeply grieved over the death of J. Tressler, who was my friend, and whom I loved. He was a lovable man, because he was a man of heart, and a man of principle and character. He was kind and considerate to others. He did what he thought was right and he feared no man. He followed the dictates of his conscience, and he cared little what others thought of him, as long as he felt that he was right. In a word, he was true, and a true man is a lovable man. Hence I could not help but love him, so all who knew him, also loved him for his manly qualities.Hence, dear friends, his death is a severe shock to me and to his many friends. But, if we his friends are deeply grieved over his demise, what must be the grief of those who were intimately associated with him in life, of his beloved helpmate and wife, of his lovable children, and his beloved parents and relative. I will not attempt to define their grief or to describe their loss. Their grief is too deep, their loss too deep, their loss too great, their sorrow too intense.
And in view of their affliction I hesitate to even offer them a word of consolation. But I must, dear friends, call the attention of the bereaved to the great mystery of life and death and to the all-wise God, under whose tender care we all are.
Life is a journey. We begin it at birth and end it at death. We come and go not on our own choosing, but by the choice of a higher will. We travel life's roads of pleasure and hardship, we dream our days, and suddenly a secret and mysterious power calls; our life's journey is ended and we are gone, gone home, to the home of endless eternity.
But let us not, dear friends, forget that God is above us, that He watches over us, that He directs our ways, and that He is all-wise, all-provident and all-good, that what happens, happens with God's holy will and that it is always for the best. And so in our grief and sorrow, let us try to resign to God's holy will, even though we may not be able to understand, and let us pray, pray that the departed soul of our dear friend, and husband, father and son, may rest in God's holy peace, and that it may be our happiness to meet him again in eternal bliss, when our life's journey shall end and we are called from this bitter valley of tears.
In the words of another, then let us say:
"We are glad, dear Tressler, that you came;
We have enjoyed your stay with us ever so much.
We wish you could have stayed longer;
We will miss you through the coming days and years,
We are sorry to see you go, but hope to meet you again.
Farewell! God grant you peace! Farewell!"
F. J. Renier.
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