WHITE, Lucy Holister Warner 1814-1899

WHITE, HOLISTER, WARNER

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Date: 2/25/2012 at 09:54:28

WHITE

Last Friday afernoon, January 27, Mrs. D. White passed away at the home of her son, E. H. White in Burr Oak township. The funeral was held at the house Sunday by Rev. Crinklaw and the remains laid to rest in the Osage cemetery by the side of her husband who perceded her about sixteen months.

Lucy Holister Warner was born in Cattaraugus county, New York, January 7, 1814 and was at her death aged 85 years and 20 days. At the age of 17 she removed with her parents to Eri county, Pa. where she lived until 1837 when she was united in marriage to David White and made their home at Carter Hill the same state. Here their seven children were born. All remain. They were never called upon to bury a child, a rare thing for a large family where the parents live to such a ripe old age. In 1860 they joined the westward movement settling in Burr Oak township where they have since lived. Scarcely had they made their cabin in the wilderness when the storm of civil war broke upon our beloved land. Intensely loyal she did not falter in her love of country or her belief in the ultimate triumph of freedon. Without a murmer she saw her three sons and husband respond to the call of her country.

History's pen records the soldiers sacrifice on illumined pages. The recording angel's pen alone is able to write the heartaches and sacrifice of those whose who remained at home and scaned after each great battle the death roll or hunted with sickening dread for names of loved ones in the columns of the missing. Her prayers were answered and the loved ones all returned.

The minister read from the slip of paper that he held, "her christian character was one of rare exellence. It was not an idle sentence to sooth hearts made sore by their loss, but a weak tribute to the departed. She, with her husband had all of the Puritan's rigid ideas of religious recitude. To them religion was a great truth meant to be lived in daily life. The Bible was their guide and each act was measured by the rules laid down in the Word. Living with strict economy it seemed that no comfort or necessity came to her that she did not wonder whether some poor person was not suffering. Those who were in distress found comfort and Chrisitan admonition. No Puritan ever held sticter views but she held none to as strict an account as herself. With an abhorance for sin and wrong the wrong doer and the sinner were the recipients of a charity that is seldon shown. "Perhaps she would say, we do not know it all. There may be reasons that we do not understand."

The oldest of a large family of children, their care rested upon her to a large extent. Good counsel and thoughtful watching was given with no thought of self. The advantages of the pioneer were limited, but each opportunity that came within her reach was eagerly grasped and improved. No talent was hidden, but earnestly improved that at the coming of her Master he might receive his own with usury. She was one who taught in the pioneer log school houses and to her conscientious instruction many a man may date his highest and best resolves.

In childhood she accepted Christianity and united herself with the church. At a later date the church seemed to her to have so much of unchristian sectarianism that she took her name from the church rolls, but not from christian work. No ostentious display marked that withdrawl. It was not done to avoid duty or contributions to the support of the Gospel. This act aroused some persecution, but it could not last. The quiet labor for good disarmed criticism. In later years she again united with the Free Baptist church. Attending church was a pleasure rather than a duty. When she entered the sancutary her face, her demeanor, all indicated that she was approaching the holy of holies-the place she loved.

In earlier life her memory was remarkable and her mind an encyclopedia of all early events that came under her observation. As age advanced this faculty became imparied, but not the self forgetful spirit, she was always fearful of making others trouble. Always mindful of those about her.

A week before her death a slight paraletic stroke confined her to her bed. From that time she gradually failed and the end came peacefully in the evening. To those about her it might have seemed sad, to her it was the long looked for rest from which the resurrection angel would awaken the sleeper.

Osage News
February 2, 1899