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- Immigratie: S. S. Nederland
Datum: 26 jul 1875
Plaats: Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, USA
- Father: Jacob Andreas 1817-1890
Mother: Helena Sawatzky 1819-1863
Born: Fuerstenau, Molotschna Colony, South Russia
Baptized: 1869 by Dietrich Warkentin in Schoensee, Molotschna Colony, South Russia, became a member of the Margenau Congregation.
Immigrated: 26 Jul 1875 on the S. S. Nederland; arrived Philadelphia, Pennsylvania.
Married: by Heinrich Warkentin, 18 May 1870 to Heinrich Goossen.
Children: Gertrude, Jacob, Katharina, Helena, Agatha, Justina, Maria, Elizabeth(infant death), Elisabeth, Anna.
Siblings: *.*, Jacob (infant death), Jacob J., Aganetha "Agathe", Margaret, Aganetha.
She lived on Section 12, Mountain Lake Township, Cottonwood Co.
Obituary of Mrs. Heinrich Goossen (Katharina Andreas)
12 Jan 1850 (Russian Calendar) to 6 Feb 1937
Funeral services for Mrs Heinrich Goossen, aged 87, who died at the home of her daughter, Mrs. J.J. Quiring, were held in the First Mennonite Church Tuesday afternoon. (9 Feb 1937) Mrs Goossen was one of the pioneer settlers in this community coming here 26 Jul 1875.
A short service in charge of the Rev J.J. Balzer was held at the J.J. Quiring home preceding the church services. At the church services the Reverends I.J. Dick and John Bartel spoke. The Rev J.J. Balzer read the folling obituary, which was also written by him last October 1936 in the presence of the deceased.
A long life lies behind me, a life which has extended over the biblical borders about which Moses said in the 90th Psalm, "the days of our life are three score years and ten, and if by reason of strength they be four score years, yet is their strength labor and sorrow." That was my experience and in knowledge of the truth I have always been satisfied.
I am now living in the expectation that the end of my earthly life's trail is not far away, and that in the Resurrection I will have a permanent home of glory.
I first saw the light of life in the home of my parents, Jacob Andreas in the village of Fuerstenau, Molotschna Colony, South Russia on January 24, 1850.
My dear father was born in the year 1817 in the village Mausdorferweide, West Prussia and married my widowed mother, Helena Goossen, nee Sawatzky, from the village of Schoensee, West Prussia. She was also born in 1817 on May 21, and they were married on March 3, 1849. On April 13 1863 my dear mother died at the age of 45 years, 10 months, and 17 days, leaving me as an orphan at the age of only 13 years.
At the age of 19 I took Catechism instruction and was baptized on Pentecost day in the year 1869 by elder Bernhard Peters and also became a member of the Margenau Congregation.
The following year on May 21, 1870, I was wedded to Heinrich Goossen and shared life's joys and sorrows with him through 43 years. To this union 9 children, one son and eight daughters were born of these son Jacob died in 1910, and five daughters have also preceded me in death. In the 1875, together with the parents, Heinrich Goossen, we decided to immigrate to America and came to Minnesota settling on a farm 6½ miles North East of the Village of Mountain Lake. Here we lived and worked until 1909. The pioneer life was hard, and the first years, the grasshoppers got our crops and gardens and our money which we had brought along from Russia soon was gone.
We sold the farm in 1909 and moved to town in order to rest the remainder of our days. But the following year our only son, Jacob died after a lingering illness (tuberculosis) and only two years later, on November 18, 1912 my dear husband died at the age of almost 70 years and since then I have spent my life in widowhood.
From an earthly standpoint, I had only few troubles, and as long as I could do my house work, I had no cause for compliant or to become disheartened, because next to God, my dear children were always ready with word and deed to come to my help. Now I have reached life's evening, and my physical strength is giving away to old age. The dear Lord however has given me much grace and joy to make my long life's journey happy, and I have been fortunate to see his wonderful workings daily and I praise him in the words of the apostle Paul, "my grace shall be sufficient unto thee" and Jesus says "and lo, I am with you always, even unto the end of the world." This shall be my comfort until he calls me.
Five months ago, in September of last year my physical condition became so weakened that I must give up living alone. I sold my house in the Village and my daughter Mrs. J.J. Quiring was willing and happy to bring me to her farm home, where I was cared for and nursed in loving manner for five months so that I became stronger and could help myself partially. Two weeks before my end however sickness was knocking at my door and severe headaches and weakness made me feel that my end was near. However I had the promise of everlasting life and the Lords help. Together with the best of care, was my comfort to the end.
Later- The dear Mother suffered much during the last fourteen days and death came at midday on Saturday. Our dear mother has been much to us in advice and deed, and her memory will always remain a blessing for us.
The following children preceded her in death: Gertrude (Mrs Jacob Epp), Jacob her only son, Elizabeth (Mrs. A.P. Quiring), Agatha, Marie, and Anna. One son-in-law, J.J. Quiring, seven grand-children and one great grandchild.
In addition she is survived by 23 grandchildren, 29 great grandchildren, as well as three daughters: Helena Goossen (Mrs. Peter J. Falk), Katharina Goossen (Mrs. Abraham T. Teichroew), Justina Goossen (Mrs. Johann J. Quiring) and four sons in law are living in the hope of a happy reunion. She reached the age of 87 year and 12 days.
Note: I believe that Agatha (age 30), Marie (age 22), Anna (age 17) and Jacob (age 37) died early deaths due to long term infections of tuberculosis. Jacobs's illness description certainly sounds like the disease, the wasting away description. Anna definitely died of tuberculosis at age 17 since it states so on her casket photograph. Tuberculosis is very contagious, kills slowly, and robs victims of vitality and energy. This is one of the saddest stories in the genealogy research I've done on my family. ~ Dennis Quiring
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