IN MEMORIAM â€“ Kate Clinton Hutchinson
Born Jan. 17, 1843 Died July 2, 1903
The angel of death, visited the home of George Hutchinson, near Sheridan, on July 2, and took from it the wife and mother, whose serious illness had been often referred to in these columns during the spring.
Kate Clinton Hutchinson was born in New York state on Jan 17, 1843, and moved to Wisconsin with her parents, Michael and Mary Clinton, when a child, settling on a farm near Sheridan. She was married to George Hutchinson on Dec. 5, 1859, and they have lived on the farm where she died ever since. Two girls were born to bless the union, only one of whom, Miss Julia Hutchinson, lived to maturity and a life of usefulness.
Mrs. Hutchinson was a member of the Sheridan Presbyterian church and of the W. C. T. U.; she lived a consistent, Christian life, in all that those words mean; what more can be said? She was ever ready to assist neighbors and friends in sickness and sorrow; hers was a loving nature and a tender heart. That she will be missed by the people of Sheridan, as well as by the sorrowing husband and daughter, it is needless to state.
The funeral was held on Sunday afternoon, July 6, being in charge of L. H. Carey of Amherst and W. H. Beardmore of Sheridan. The pall bearers were C. Johnson, H. Olfson, Jr., I Gibbons, A. Niven, Sheridan, and Page Knight and A. J. Lea of this city. Rev. C. Hamilton, pastor of the church officiated. The internment was at Lakeside cemetery, Waupaca.
She leaves three sisters, Mrs. Mary Allen, Amherst; Mrs. Sarah Broom, New London; and Mrs. Ellen Parker, Belmond, Iowa; and three brothers, Hiram Clinton, Lanark; Henry Clinton, Amherst Junction and Michael Clinton, Minnesota.
â€œBlessed are the dead who rest in the Lord.â€ â€“ Waupaca Post
Eyes closed and sunken, and lips that are cold
Never to smile or to speak as of old;
No more a mother to counsel and cheer
No more a help-met to toil with you here;
No more that voice lifted often in prayer;
What will be home when no mother is there?
Hands ever ready to comfort and bless,
All those around her in want and distress
Spending their strength so that others might know
Less of lifeâ€™s burden, its pain, and its woe.
Hands worn and wrinkled, their life work is done,
Grandly and nobly the crown has been won.