This is the obituary of William Henry Doza, husband of Margaret Unger, Kaskaskia Island, Illinois.
William Henry Doza Passes to His Reward
The deceased had been sick for several years with hardening of the arteries and had spent some time in the hospital at St. Louis under treatment, but received but little permanent benefit. He was brought home and after home treatment improved some for a while, but suddenly took worse a few weeks ago and passed to his reward Monday evening, April, 22, 1929, at 9:30.
He was born on Kaskaskia Island, Ill., Sept. 12th, 1853, and was the son of William Henry and Harriet Doza, now both dead.
On October 21, 1884, he was united in the holy bonds of matrimony to Margaret Unger of Kaskaskia Island, Ill. To this union were born 9 [nine] children, three of whom preceded him to their reward. Those living are Mrs. Ada Haynes [sic-should be Hayes] of Los Angeles, Calif. Mrs. C. W. Picou of St. Louis, Raymond of New York, N.Y., Miss Lottie (Sister Juliana) of Kirkwood, Mo., Lee and Beatrice who are at home with their mother. All the children with the exception of Miss Lottie attended the funeral.
He was born of Catholic parents and was a devoted and devout Catholic all his life. He loved his church and his home and was a liberal contributor to his church at all times. Was a faithful attendant to all masses. He was a man whom every one admired and respected. He was of a very unassuming nature, but one who considered true friendship more than a passing fancy.
He followed farming as an occupation until 1912, when he moved to St. Marys, and has made this city his home ever since.
Funeral services were held in Immaculate Conception Church, St. Marys, at 2:00 p.m. Thursday, April 25, 1929, Father O’Toole conducting the same, after which his remains were laid to rest in the Catholic Cemetery, near St. Marys, a large concourse of sorrowful relatives and friends accompanying the remains to their last resting place.
The flowers were many and very beautiful.
He leaves to mourn his passing a loving wife, two sons, four daughters, one sister, seven brothers, four grandchildren and a host of friends.
Mr. And Mrs. Thos. Burke of East St. Louis, Ill., close friends of the family, were present.
It is not death to die
To leave the weary road,
And, ‘mid the brotherhood on high,
To be at home with God
It is not death to close
The eye long dimmed by tears,
And wake, in glorious repose
To spend eternal years.
It is not death to bear
The wrench that sets up free
From dungeon chain, to breath the air
Of boundless liberty.
It is not death to fling
Aside the sinful dust,
And rise, on strong exulting wing,
To live among the just.
Jesus, thou Prince of Life!
Thy chosen cannot die;
Like thee, they conquer in the strife,
To reign with thee on high.