Obituary Jane SHOULTS

Ross County OH Obituaries

Jane SHOULTS

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JANE SHOULTS

 

Jane Lytle Shoults was born in Ross County, Ohio, in the year 1830. Departed this life in her eightieth year, at the home of her daughter, Mrs. O. S. Mallow, on February 12, 1910 at Muskogee, Oklahoma.

In the year 1850 she married William Allen Shoults. A beautiful conjugal companionship was theirs until the year 1894, when he was called to the other world. Eight children were borne by her, three of whom have preceded her, one dying in infancy and her beloved daughter, Rose Shoults Shoop, who went in the fullness of her beautiful womanhood in 1886, and her dear eldest daughter, Elizabeth Shoults Bush passing away in 1904. There survive her four sons and one daughter, Abraham, residing in Muskogee, Oklahoma; Alexander in St. Louis, Mo.; William at Washington Court House Ohio, and James and Mrs. Ella Mallow, of Muskogee Oklahoma, there are thirteen grandchild and two great grandchildren.

Hers has been a life faithful and devoted in the woman's way in her home and church. To such lives--its faithful wives and mothers-the world owes more than to its heroes, the real beauties of which it will take the next world to reveal.

From early girlhood, Mother Shoults has been laying up "treasures in heaven." Her father was a pioneer Methodist in the hills of Ross County, Ohio before a church was built in his community, services were held in his home. There in her girlhood she accepted the Savior and his word, and through the years that followed, some of them weary and heavy laden with sorrow and the burdens that enter into the faithful wife's and mother's life, she has had a faith that never shrank one that burned brightly and was a light to her path even "when griefs around her spread." Her religion, her God, was not a creed, not a profession, but a living reality; a joy, a peace, a light divine she could not lose. She sought to know his will through his Word, and so often was a Bible seen in her hands that a little three year old grandson called it "Grandma's book."

Her early advantages were limited. Her church and her Bible were her school, her educators; so much so that her companionship was enjoyed by those of larger advantages. Through the long and weary weeks of her last illness the devotion of here children and her religion were her sweetest comforts. The reading of the Word and the singing of the old hymns soothed and quieted the worn-out nerves. Her own voice sometimes carried the strain of Happy Day, Jesus, Lover of My Soul, and once she sang the whole stanza - "My Jesus, I love thee / I know thou art mine. / I will love Thee in life, I will love thee in death, / And praise Thee as long / As Thou lendest me breath. / And say when the death dew / Lies cold on my brow, / If ever I loved Thee / My Jesus, 'tis now.

Once in the dark hours of pain, the Lord permitted an angel to pull aside the veil and give her a glimpse of the heaven beyond. The vision was real; the most real of all things through her sickness. She mingled with the great white throng. Enjoyed sweet converse with her father and loved ones gone before. The Savior's face was most beautiful to behold-it spoke love, beneficence and power as he blessed her and said, "Ye have done what ye could." So real was this vision to her that she wanted to tell each one who came of the experience, and send the message to those of her loved ones who were absent, to assure them that life was immortal and this world but a shadow-world compared with the next; for them to choose the things that were eternal, to meet her in that world of light "where God had prepared for them who love him, such glory that eye hath not see, nor ear hear, neither had entered into the heart of man to conceive."

Yes, dear, patient, loving grandma has gone to her immortal home; she is not dead, but her beautiful spirit has left the poor, tired, worn-out body, which served her for a little house in which to dwell on this earth. she has gained the mansion in the other world which has been builded by pure thoughts and loving deeds in this world - the mansion which the Lord has prepared for those who love him.

Her life and last words speak to her children, grandchildren, friends and old neighbors today, these words:

"On that happy, golden shore, where the faithful part no more, When the storms of life are o'er, Meet me there. Where the night dissolves away, Into pure and perfect day, I am going home to stay, Meet me there.
Herefour fondest hopes are vain, Dearest links are rent in twain, but in heav'n no throb of pain, Meet me there. By the river sparkling bright, In the city of delight, Where our faith is lost in sight. Meet me there. Where the harps of angels ring, And the blest forever sing, In the palace of the king, meet me there.
Where in sweet communion blend, Heart and heart, friend with friend In a world that ne'er shall end, Meet me there.

 


The Daily Herald, Washington Court House, OH - 21 Feb 1910