The funeral of Mrs. Geo. Shippie, who died at her home in the town of Plainfield Tuesday of last week [Apr. 18, 1916] after an extended illness, aged about 54 years, was held Thursday [Apr. 20, 1916], and the body laid to its last rest in the Plainfield cemetery Thursday. An obituary has been promised us for next week.
Source: Sun (Plainfield, Wis.). Vol. 23 [i.e. 33], no. 28 (Apr. 28, 1916), p. , Local and personal.
Helen J. Barker was born at Oshkosh, Winnebago county, Wisconsin, August 10, 1862, and died at her home in the town of Plainfield April 18, 1916. She was married to George Shippie at Nepuskin [sic], Wis., August 21, 1881. To them were born 9 children, one dying in infancy, the other 8 with their father, who was called to the Great Beyond, a few short days after the death of his wife, mourned her loss. Five of the children are married, Roy, Edward and Mrs. Bert Monroe of Plainfield, Homer of Doland, South Dakota, and George of St. Paul, Minn., Ira, Maude and Kenneth still live at home and besides eight grandchildren, 2 brothers, Samuel Barker, Plainfield Wis., Curtis Barker, Lebanon, Kansas, and a host of other relatives and friends mourn the loss of a good woman.
Deceased had been in poor health for several years and the last year grew worse and suffered unbearable pain. She was a loving wife, a kind mother and good neighbor, never complaining of self but ministering to the wants of others. She joined the Baptist church 9 years ago and has lived a true christian life. All was done that doctors, nurses and loving hands could do, but to no avail. Funeral services were held at the home Thursday [Apr. 20, 1916] at one o'clock, Rev. Rhapstock speaking words of comfort and the remains were laid to rest in the Plainfield cemetery, her six sons acting as pall bearers.
Dearest Mother you have left us,
And your loss we deeply feel,
But 'tis God who hath bereft us,
He can all our sorrows heal.
But we could not wish thee back, dear,
For the pain you felt here
Is stilled in your aching brain
And everything made clear.
We miss thee from thy home, mother,
We miss thee from thy place,
A shadow o'er our life has come,
We miss the sunshine of thy face.
We miss thy kind and loving hand,
Thy fond and watchful care,
We miss thee, darling Mother,
We miss thee everywhere.
And we hope some day to meet you,
On that bright and radiant shore
Where the cares of life are over
And sorrows are no more.
When the golden sun is setting
And our life on earth has fled,
We will meet you, dearest Mother,
Where no farewell tears are shed.
We wish to extend our thanks to all who so kindly assisted us during the sickness and death of our beloved mother, also the choir and to those who sent flowers.—The Children.
Source: Sun (Plainfield, Wis.). Vol. 33, no. 29 (May 5, 1916), p. , Obituary.