Anna May Stowell

Anna May Stowell

Female - 1891


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  • Name Anna May Stowell 
    Gender Female 
    Death 22 Oct 1891 
    Person ID I52873  Stewartsny
    Last Modified 2 Dec 2025 

    Father Orville C. Stowell,   b. 6 May 1859, Orwell Twp., Oswego County, New York Find all individuals with events at this locationd. 1946 (Age 86 years) 
    Relationship natural 
    Mother Stella M. Parker,   b. 1 May 1860, Orwell Twp., Oswego County, New York Find all individuals with events at this locationd. 11 Jan 1927, Richland Twp., Oswego County, New York Find all individuals with events at this location (Age 66 years) 
    Relationship natural 
    Family ID F7781  Group Sheet  |  Family Chart

  • Notes 
    • Newspaper Obituary - Thursday, October 29, 1891 Pulaski Democrat - Pulaski, New York - Died - In Orwell, October 22d, of diphtheria, Anna May, daughter of Orville C. and Stella M. Stowell, aged nine years and five months. Our hearts are sad for she was bright and loving, and many are left to weep because the good Lord must need to take her so soon, but he knows best.

      Newspaper Obituary - Thursday, November 5, 1891 Pulaski Democrat - Pulaski, New York - Orwell - The Union Sunday school of Orwell, is morning deeply over the loss of one of its brightest members. Anna Stowell has fallen a victim to the cruel diphtheria; aged nine years. None in the school feels this bereavement more than the class to which she belonged. Her teacher speaks of her in the brightest terms as being bright, as well as good. The feelings of the class were indescribable when they met, knowing that Anna would never be with them again. It was with a great effort that we became resigned to the Providence that had removed her from our midst. We did not feel anxious about her condition. Her remark just before she died lingered in our memory. She has gained by the removal. But, oh, how poor we feel without her. Everybody loved her! Why not? She was so lovable. But there were none who loved her more than her teacher and the class. Her sweet, beautiful life often rises before us, and as a class, we hope to profit by it. Her Sunday school teacher and class.