submitted by Jo Ann Carlson, Sept. 8, 2007

In Memoriam.

The last week, an aged Christian pilgrim, tenderly beloved in this community for forty years, laid down her earthly staff to join the bright throng on the shore of eternal light and peace and rest. She had never been conspicuously seen in the social life of Muscatine, or been noted for her prominence in the public movements of the city where sexes commingle; but out from the sphere of her home and the quiet, quickening influences of a womanly Christian heart, uttering its speech and prayer in the church circle, and the work of a Christian life, there had come an earnest power for good, worthy of the noblest memorial.

Mrs. Mary M. Fisher was born in Clermont county, Ohio, August 18, 1805. In the spring of 1847, her husband, Captain Absalom Fisher, removed with his family from Clermont county to Iowa and settled in Muscatine, which, with an interval of a few years, had since been the residence of deceased.

There were five children, two of whom died twenty-seven years ago. Two sons, Frank and Albert, enlisted in the Union army; the latter was wounded in one of the battles before Vicksburg, May 22, 1864, and died on the steamer while being conveyed to Memphis, Tenn., where his remains lie. Frank, the only surviving son, served through the war as one of the bravest among the brave, and is now a resident of this city. The daughters are Mrs. M.A. Trunick, of Pittsburgh, Penn., and Mrs. E.A. Wilson, of Chicago. Mrs. Fisher died on the 4th inst., in the 82nd year of her age, at the residence of her daughter, Mrs. Trunick, whither she had gone from the home of Mrs. Wilson but a few months previous.

The remains were brought to her old home for burial, that the last sacred offices of religion might be paid to deceased by the church of which she had been a faithful member from youth. The funeral occurred on the 7th, as noticed at the time. The services took an unusual form from the absence of the pastor; but it was pleasant to be assured by the mourning families from abroad, that no regular service could have been so tenderly congenial to the bereaved children as the reading of the Scriptures by so old a friend of their mother, as Peter Jackson, the prayer and words of consolation and Christian sympathy from their long-time friend, Deacon Burnett, and the tender reminiscences of Father Davidson, who alluded to the faith that sustained the dying mother, and quoted from her dying lips the immortal sentence: I am living upon Gods promises.

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