Emma Olive (Meriweather) Bybee [TMSI #48725]
Date unknown (died September 19, 1908)
The Close of a Quiet Life
Mrs. Emma Olive Bybee, whose death at the Protestant Hospital in Columbus has been announced in the HERALD, was one of the reserved and deeply sincere women whose worth of character can only be appreciated by intimate acquaintance. He charms of mind and refined heart were revealed to her friends constantly . She was "faithful in that which is least." She never wavered in duty; she was patient in a life of unusual physical suffering; in every relation calmness, self-forgetfulness and candor were her marked characteristics; in the office she was thorough and capable; when the duties of wife were assumed she made a happy home; she took the boys to her heart as though they were her own, and took direction of their studies with a tact and industry that won both head and heart. She didn't regard the Sabbath School and League as separate and complete without the home, but sent them to the church carefully prepared in the Bible. She won the admiration of the hospital nurses by her gentleness and courage. She had put her house in order before the surgeon's knife was used, and she was ready for the future. She was strengthened by daily prayer and study of the Bible, and came to the ordeal with strong desire for life and in faith that rises above death. Her fragile body could not bear the strain of the duel between surgical skill and the insidious growth of disease. She received all the care that love and professional skill could bestow, but her work was done and she died in the struggle for health. Her friends must feel that "it is better to have loved and lost than not to have loved at all."
F. Mc. (Fanny McLean, sister of Matilda McLean Meriweather, her sister-in-law)
Emma Olive, daughter of Nicholas and Marietta Merriwether, was born in Clinton county, Ohio, July 30, 1873; the family moved to Fayette county in 1880; four years later her mother died. She attended school at Bunker Hill; also the schools of this city and the Ohio Business University. For four years she was a faithful employee of the Dahl-Millikan Co.
She was united in marriage to Harvey C. Bybee June 18, 1896, since which time they have lived in Columbus.
Her health had been failing for a long time, and after a few days sickness she was taken to the Protestant Hospital to undergo a surgical operation, which was done Thursday, Sept. 15th; she rallied from the operation but after 48 hours the tide turned and she grew worse until the end came at 10:15 a.m., Sept. 19. She leaves a husband, two step-sons, a father and step-mother, one sister and three brothers to mourn her loss.
As a daughter, sister, wife, mother, friend, she was faithful, kind and true.
At her home she received every attention that loving husband and children could bestow, and at the hospital all was done that medical skill and kind nurses could do. She attended the Third Avenue Church in Columbus. She lived and died a Christian, and in conversation often voluntarily taught lessons of patience, forbearance and forgiveness.
The funeral services were held at Grace M.E. Church at 10:30 a.m. Sept. 21; sermon by Rev. Franklin McElfresh which was beautiful and impressive. The hymns that were sung were favorites of hers, often in the years that are gone have we heard her sing them; the deep, plaintive tone of the voice now silent.
To all whose sympathy and kindness found expression in word or deed we give our utmost thanks.
At 12 o'clock in the city of the dead, under the gray sky, as the autumn sun kissed the leaves that soon shall wither, all that is earthly of a grand and noble woman was laid to rest.
One by one the moments go over the narrow line we call the present, out of the future into the past.
Thus time shall move on like a swift flowing river;
Hope and despondency, pleasure and pain,
Shall follow each other in this world forever;
Shall dwell in the homes of the children of men.
The shades of life's twilight gather about her;
Silence come over the wild, throbbing heart;
We bid her adieu; we must linger without her,
Again fare thee well, in sorrow we part.
Again to unite in the valleys elysian,
When anchor is cast at the far-away shore;
When all shall have passed to that place or condition.
Where contest and conquest shall be nor more.
J.P. M. (John Porter Meriweather, her brother)