KINNICK, Elizabeth Ann (Todd)
Date of death: 27 Apr 1898 – Rocklane, Johnson County, Indiana
Franklin Republican, April 27, 1898
ROCKLANE
Death of Mrs. Kinnick
At her home near Rocklane, Mrs. Elizabeth Ann Kinnick died quite suddenly Wednesday of heart disease. The funeral services will be held at the Rocklane Christian church Sunday. Mrs. Kinnick was a pioneer settler of the county and was a lady highly esteemed wherever known. She had been a member of the Christian church over thirty years.
Elizabeth Todd was born May 18, 1818, in Kentucky and moved to this state with her parents in 1825, and has since that time resided in this county near Rocklike. She was married to Jabez Kinnick December 14 1834. To them were born thirteen children of whom the following survive: Mrs. Anna J. Henry of Whiteland, Mrs. Sarah A Alexander, Mrs. Susan Myres, Mrs. Amanda Myers, Mrs. Hattie Stevens and J. T. Kinnick of Rocklane and S. E. Kinnick of Indianapolis. Her husband died in July 1891. Mrs. Kinnick died aged seventy-nine years, eleven months and fifteen days.
Submitted by Lois Johnson
The Franklin Democrat, Friday, April 29, 1898,
Volume XXXVIII Number 42, page 1 column 3
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Mrs. Jabez Kinnick died Wednesday at noon at her home in Rocklane, age 80 years. Funeral services will occur Sunday forenoon at 10 o’clock, at the Christian church in Rocklane, conducted by Rev. Webster O. Moore.
The Franklin Democrat, Friday, April 29, 1898,
Volume XXXVIII Number 42, page 3 column 4
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GREENWOOD.
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Aunt Betsy Ann Kinnick, of Rocklane, an aged Christian lady, died of heart trouble while sitting in a chair Wednesday morning. She was Dault Wilson’s last aunt on his mother’s side, her only sister.
The Franklin Democrat, Friday, May 6, 1898,
Volume XXXVIII Number 43, page 4 column 4
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ROCKLANE.
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Elizabeth Ann Todd was born May 13, 1818. She was reared by kind Christian parents, making a confession of Christ at an early age, and being an earnest and consistent follower of Christ until the day of her death. She was married to Jabez Kinnick Dec. 14, 1834, and departed this life for the better land, April 27, 1898. To them were born thirteen children, seven of whom survive, five daughters and two sons. Mrs. Kinnick had been in poor health for several years past. Nothing wins love like a pure woman’s character, and there are many who can testify to her influence over them because they know of her real worth and could see through the clear crystal of her soul and find no cloud of self-seeking or untruth there; nothing but charity for all. She died as she had lived, an even-tempered, considerate Christian. Funeral services were held at the Christian church Sunday at 10 o’clock, conducted by Rev. W. O. Moore. Burial at M. E. cemetery. The relatives extend their thanks to their friends for the kindness shown during the sickness of their dear departed.
The Franklin Democrat, Friday, May 6, 1898,
Volume XXXVIII Number 43, page 4 column 6
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GREENWOOD.
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Quite a number of relatives and friends attended the funeral of Aunt Betsey Ann Kinnick at Rocklane, Sunday.
The Franklin Democrat, Friday, May 13, 1898,
Volume XXXVIII Number 44, page 3 column 4
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GREENWOOD.
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Elizabeth Anne Todd was born May 13, 1818, and died April 27th 1898. The above dates mark the earthly existence of dear Aunt Betsy Ann as she was so lovingly named or known in the circle of her useful and Godly life. She was the mother of 13 children, 8 daughters and 5 sons, 12 grew to woman and manhood. She was married to Jabez Kinnick, Dec. 14, 1834, and no man and wife, I suspect ever walked, talked and labored together in domestic love in a fuller or truer sense than these two souls. Uncle Jabez was an evenly balanced, kind, Christian man and no better neighbors ever lived than these two good, generous souls. Ever kind, motherly, always happy, even in death and trouble she always manifested the spirit of her Christ. Ever in the spirit of prayer and a high sense of living Christ all the time, fulfilling in a full sense the assurance that she was, so far as her ability permitted, the salt of the earth, the light of the world, and many, yea, scores, today rise up and say she was blessed, and not a soul that ever came in contact with her but was made better and felt the hallowed influences of her life. To know her was to love her. Of course, in thus speaking of her, I know she was human; erred, but her heart was ever after the right as other mothers and grandmothers that have their lives anchored to Christ and daily living that life of sacrifice and self-denial. You young people that knew Aunt Betsie, stop, reflect on her character. Beginning ’say back yonder about 1836 to rear a family when this country was a wilderness, only about 18 years of age, and for years and years of self-denial, toll and privation. She gave her all for husband and children in the truest fear and love of the Redeemer. The young of today, I fear, do not properly appreciate the pioneers. As we beheld her dear hands and feet in death we thought of the weary steps and the tired hands, treading life’s pathway, and the many kind acts her hands had done and how oft her consecrated tongue had cheered and comforted with words of cheer and motherly words to hundreds. Old Clarksburg and vicinity can never appreciate the true worth of Aunt Betsie’s life to them. God alone can know and for ages she will live in many souls yet unborn, and in saying this I would not detract one iota from any mother’s glory, for we all think our mother the best mother that ever lived. I thought mine was but she was the only sister of Aunt Betsie and the two doubtless enjoying Heaven around the white throne. Thus we are called to mourn, but not without hope. The memory of Aunt Betsie Ann is fraught with love, that kind that touches the inner soul which is akin to God’s own love, even shown forth in poor weak humanity, and her children are surely glad God in his own good way so many years gave them the life, love and sympathy of such a mother. Peace to her ashes which undoubtedly will be among the first in the resurrection morning and we hope to meet her in glory land in the sweet bye and bye.
W.
Submitted by Mark McCrady and Cathea Curry