Barbara Katarina
Moeling
Born: |
May 14, 1826 in
Neustadt, Germany |
Died: |
April 4,
1912 in Lake Charles, Louisiana |
Buried: |
April 4, 1912 in Goos Cemetery,
Lake Charles, Louisiana (Map
9) |
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Father: |
Elias
Moeling |
Mother: |
Anna
Maria Gerig |
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Husband: |
John
Henry Brown |
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Married: |
New Orleans,
Louisiana |
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MRS. BARBARA
KATHERINE MOELING
Beautiful Tribute
Paid to her Memory by a Friend of the Deceased.
The death of
Mrs. Barbara Katherine Moeling, which occurred at the
residence of Capt. George Lock on the fourth inst., has
awakened a feeling of profound regret among the hosts of
friends of this much loved and most estimable lady, and
prompts this tribute from a friend of over a quarter of a
century's
standing. 'Tis
said that as one's hold on life is weakened by the passage of
many years, that one's friends become reconciled to his
departure as he "draws the drapery of his couch about him and
lies down to pleasant dreams", but this does not always hold
true; there are those around whom are interwoven tendrils
which can not be so easily unwound, and of these dear old
Aunty Brown was a living
example. Born at
Neustadt on Hardt in Rhenish Bavaria, May 14, 1822, she lived
the first eighteen years of her long and useful life in
Germany. She came with her parents to the United States,
settling in New Orleans in 1840, in which city she was united
in marriage with the man of her choice, John Henry Brown, long
since deceased. After her husband's death in 1878, she came to
live with her sister, Mrs. Daniel Goos, in Lake Charles, and
there made her home until the death of Mrs. Goos, since when
she was cared for and most tenderly by her nieces, Mrs. J. A.
Bel and Mrs. George Lock. After a long illness she died at the
home of the latter at 5 o'clock last Thursday morning and was
interred in the family
cemetery. Mrs.
Brown's predominant trait, one would say in analyzing her
character, was charity, the first cry of distress aroused her
quick sympathy. During the Civil War this adopted daughter of
the South found abundant outlet for this lovable trait among
the needy and distressed. Her life was spent in good deeds and
now among those she loved she awaits her reward at the great
last day. In the
words of one of her sorrowing nieces;
"We covered her from
head to foot with flowers, And thus went Auntie from this
world of
ours." |