The following obit was glued inside the Fisher Family Bible. If someone belongs to the Fisher or Miami Co., IN mailing list would you please pass this along? I have typed it exactly as it was printed. Thanks! Terri Huffman Saylor (TJSaylor@aol.com or Terri.Jo@worldnet.att.net)
Mrs. Cora Maus, daughter of Henry and Mary Fisher, was born in Fulton County, Indiana, January 6th, and died at her home Sept. 15th, 1899. Aged 29 years, 8 months, and 9 days.
Mary Fisher, Cora's mother died when Cora was quite young, but she found loving care with kind friends with whom she staid until provided for in her own dear father's family again, by a kind and loving stepma being willing to give Cora the care needed for one her age.
Cora remained at home until March 25th. 1891, when she was united in marriage to Joseph Maus. To them were born two loving daughters, one of which it was the good Father's will to call to her Heavenly home abuut three years in advance of its dear mother. The little daughter of seven summers and the dear father and husband are all that is left of this happy family on earth. The dear mother and one little daughter in heaven, while papa and the other one are left on earth.
The deceased united with the Progressive Brethren church at Mexico, in February 1895. To this faith she proved herself true, and seemed through her two long years of severe affliction to find rest and comfort in the living hope of immortality beyond this suffering life. She bore her sufferings with the courage a christian only can. She was greatly esteemed by her many acquaintances and was always ready to welcome them to her home with a smile even in her greatest suffering she had a smile for those who came to visit her her. The funeral services was conducted in the presence of a large assemblage of friends and neighbors. Rev. Deitch, assisted by Rev. Bauman. From Rev. 14:13 "Blessed are the dead, which die in the Lord."
To rest dearest Cora thou hast gone. Far beyond this world's sin and sorrow. While Mable and I are left here alone Waiting for that happy day, "Tomorrow."
The living hope you left us, When you gently closed your eyes Makes us feel we all shall see thee In that bright "Tomorrow opening skies"
Your life, in modest example, ornamented Remains in power and happy thoughts. To cheer our dark and gloomy days, distressed. That our lives with joy may here be frought.