Nancy G. (Lones) Hambleton (1832-1904)

LONES, HAMBLETON, ASHFORD, JARDEN

Posted By: Dorian Myhre (email)
Date: 10/12/2015 at 19:54:22

From Nevada Representative January 20,, 1904

OBITUARY.

Mrs. George Hambleton died at her home in St. Paul, Minnesota, Tuesday, January 12. Her health had been feeble for a year ans she went some months to the home of her daughter, Mrs. Jarden, in Tennessee, hoping for benefit fro change of climate. Decline continued however, he malady being cancerous affection of the stomach, she returned to St. Paul, and there the struggle ended. The Hambletons were, until their removal to St. Paul in 1886, for many years respected and influential residents of Nevada, their home being located where the Padelford block on Linn street now stands, and their friends here being legion. Mrs. Hambleton and Mrs. O. G. Ashford were sisters. They were reared in Columbiana county, Ohio and there have a wide relationship. Mr. Hambleton, Mrs. Sally Jarden and Misses Lina and May Hambleton mourn the wife and mother, and a wide acquaintance regret the friend. Her age was about seventy-three.

From the front page of Nevada Representative January 27, 1904

A Good Woman's Last of Earth.

We announced last week the death of Mrs. George Hambleton. It occurred at Mission Creek, Minnesota, instead of St. Paul, as was stated in the obituary. Her daughter Lina's touching account of the event will awaken the sympathy of at least every old friend of the Hambletons. Miss Hambleton's letter says:

"When I received word from Tennessee that mother wanted to come home I closed my school and went immediately." She was so anxious to get home, and after we were here she would say daily, "I am so glad. Mame was here the week between Christmas and New Years. We did not realize, we could not, that mother was going. She seemed to suffer but little in the last few weeks, and the end came peacefully, without a struggle, on the evening of Tuesday the 12th instant. She had spoken the last on Thursday morning, quite early. As I knelt by her bedside she said, 'Lina, take my hands.' While I held those death hands, and at intervals as her poor parched tongue would allow, she said, 'I am ready to die.' 'Salvation is here.' 'Salvation is here.' 'Salvation is here.' 'Light - - - breaking.' Then, when she could say no more, she smiled and feebly patted my shoulder. A little later she said something which sounded like 'Angels.' From that to the end she lay with closed eyes merely breathing.

"We took her remains to St. Paul and placed them in the vault at Oakland Cemetery. Mame arranged nice, quiet, appropriate services at the chapel-- such as I think Mother would have liked. Some of her particular lady friends from First M. E. church were there, and there were lovely flowers, among them a large design of beautiful white roses from Mrs. Mont. Rhodearmal. But Mother is gone, never to come again! O, it is so hard!

"We must take up the burden of life again without her. Father is well as usual except a slight cold. I resume by school work Monday. My school board and patrons and friends have been very, very kind to us. They can't, though, take the sadness and sorrow away."