. American bee journal. Bee culture; Bees. 37th Year. CHICAGO, ILL., MARCH 25, 1897. No. REV. STEPHEN ROESE. We received notice last week of the death of Rev. Stephen Roese, of Salem, Pierce Co., Wis. He died March 9, 1897, after a lingering illness, aged nearly 08 years. Some years ago he was well known as a contributor to the columns of the American Bee Journal, and often translating interesting arti- cles from German periodicals. His first wife, formerly Kathrine Wurst, died Dec. 13, , at East Farmington, Wis., leaving him with four small children, namely : Augustus, Lizzie, Alfre
. American bee journal. Bee culture; Bees. 37th Year. CHICAGO, ILL., MARCH 25, 1897. No. REV. STEPHEN ROESE. We received notice last week of the death of Rev. Stephen Roese, of Salem, Pierce Co., Wis. He died March 9, 1897, after a lingering illness, aged nearly 08 years. Some years ago he was well known as a contributor to the columns of the American Bee Journal, and often translating interesting arti- cles from German periodicals. His first wife, formerly Kathrine Wurst, died Dec. 13, , at East Farmington, Wis., leaving him with four small children, namely : Augustus, Lizzie, Alfred and lua. He then moved to Davenport, Iowa, where he married Martha Olson, Dec. 2(5, 1866, who still survives him. By this union three children were born : J. C. Roese, Mrs. Minnie Wagner, and Rosa C. Roese, who preceded her father into the Valley of Death two years ago last December. In the American Bee Journal of April 6, 1889, there ap- peared the following sketch of Mr. Roese, written by himself : I was born July 3, 1829, in the town of Wohra, Electoral Hesse-Cassel. My parents were at one time well-to-do farm- ers ; my father having served in the great war against Napo- leon Bonaparte, from 1806 to 1815, in both the decisive battles of Leibzig and Waterloo. He was given to strong drink, which brought the family to want and loss of home. My good mother died when I was 10 years of age, and my father was accidentally killed (while Intoxicated) by a wagon being upset in a dug-out road, leaving me an orphan at the age of 13. While standing at my father's grave, and seeing my last earthly hope lowered into its bosom, I gave myself into the keeping of Him who has promist to be " a father to the fatherless," and vowed sacredly to God, by His help, that as whisky had killed my father, it should never kill me. This promise laid the foundation for my life of total abstinence. At the age of 20 I was drafted into the military service, in 184:9, at the time of the general rev
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