Martha Ann Cocanougher Coyle |
Martha Ann was my great grandmother, she was married to John Marion Coyle and the
daughter of William & Elizabeth Young Cocanougher. The obituary below was written
by her brother, Marcus DeLafayette Cocanougher, better known as MDL Cocanougher. For more information on this family please email Rena at WVMystica@aol.com |
Obituary On the evening of Feburary 10th, 1926, at five o'clock, Mrs. Martha A. Coyle, wife of Mr. J.M. Coyle, died after only a four days' illness of pneumonia. while her husband and nurse, her stalwart sons and loving daughters stood weeping around her dying bed. Her mind, for a brief space of time, just before her departure seemed clear. At this time of perfect consciousness, her husband told her that her time was so short; that death was near, and after giving directions in regard to some jewelry and the funeral and asking her loved ones not to grieve after her, her nurse, Mrs. Mollie Coyle, asked about her future home. She said "I am going to a Better Home. Home, Home, sweet Home. Yes I am going Home." During the sad stillness of this twilight hour, as the sun was dipping below the western horizon, the Son of Righteousness was guiding her way to an undying shore. She had many things to say but was too weak to say them. Asking to be turned on her side, and when this was done, her pure spirit slipped out and went to the Saviour she had loved and followed so long. The following day funeral services were held at Beech Grove Church, conducted by Rev. W. Chester Bates in the presence of a crowded house - though the weather was inclement - after which the body was given back to mother earth. Deceased was the daughter of William and Elizabeth Young Cocanougher and was born August 28, 1862, at the old home on Long Run reared under the conditions and disadvantages of that day, which would seem to us rather rude, she was a fine horse back rider, in which she took delight. She was the oldest sister and youthful companion of the writer. We have ridden many miles together over rough roads and through inclement weather attending meetings at various Churches in our country, and in her I found my truest and best friend. She professed religion during a protracted meeting held at the Old Beech Grove Baptist Church, under the preaching of Rev. John G. Bond, of Madison County, KY., and was baptized into the fellowship of this church on May 13, 1878, by pastor B. F. Taylor. She was one of the song leaders of the Long Run church during the ministry of Bro. R.L. Purdom many years ago. One of her favorite songs was, "My Latest Sun is Sinking Fast; My Race is Nearly Run." She told me but recently that in her youthful days she but little realized what this song really meant, but as years came and went she more and more felt its meaning, and in her last moments she doubtless experienced its meaning in its fulness. At her father's home on August 7, 1884, she was united in marriage with John M. Coyle, Rev. R.L. Purdom officiating. This couple, in an humble way, began house-keeping above Parksville, Boyle County, on the head of waters of Salt River. God gave them eleven children, six of whom are boys. The Children are Leslie, who lives near Pottsville; Mrs. Girtie Best, of Stewart, Mercer County; J.H., of near Pottsville; M.H., of Deep Creek; Mrs. Lettie Young, Danville; Roy, Springfield; Mrs. Lillie May, Perryville; Mrs. Mattie Campbell, Springfield; Willie, who lives near his father's home, and Charlie, though married, lives with his father. Viola died in infancy. She also leaves her husband and three brothers, George and John Cocanougher, the writer, and one sister, Mrs. Fannie Reynolds. Mrs. Coyle gave to God and the world worthy sons and daughters, who would do well to follow her example. Many of our loved ones have long been sleeping in the tomb; others we have but recently laid away, and we miss their prayers, their love, council and sympathy but it shall not always be thus, for we rest in the glad hope that broken family ties shall be united, and those who left us in sorrow's night shall meet us again. May the Holy Spirit console us in this hour, for it is a most comforting thought to know we shall meet our loved ones again. For there is no death, the stars go down, To rise upon some fairer shore; Born into that undying life, They leave us but to come again. To meet in Heaven at last, Where all the ransomed come, Where eternal ages still shall Fund us all at home --- M.D.L. Cocanougher |
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