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Dalke, Jacob (1870-1933)
Christlicher Bundesbote obituary: 1933 Jun 6 p. 14
Birth date: 1870 Jan 28
Mennonite Weekly Review obituary: 1933 May 10 p. 4
Or [sic] beloved father, Jacob Dalke was born in the village of Schardau, South Russia, on January 28, 1870. He came to America with his parents when he was four years old and settled in Marion county, Kansas. Upon the confession of his faith he was baptized May 30, 1887, by Rev. Jacob Buller.
He was joined in holy matrimony with Justina Schmidt on April 21, 1891. in this union 4 sons and 5 daughters were born, of which one son and daughter died in infancy. One daughter, Mrs. Lydia Franzen, aged 32, died in 1925. He attained an age of 63 years, 3 months, and 2 days. Four years ago he had the first attack of his sickness namely, valvular heart disease. Since then he has not been able to gain full strength. Since last Christmas his health seemed to fail so that he was not able to do any work. Within the last two months he has been in the hospital at different intervals. He gave himself completely into the Heavenly Father's will. When he came home from the hospital about a week before his death he seemed to be getting along very well. Together with the family he was very happy for the indications pointing towards health. Saturday afternoon he made preparations to go to church Sunday morning. But Sunday morning he complained of not feeling so well. However, he ate breakfast and when he was through eating he arose to walk across the room when death overtook him. His death was caused by a sudden acute heart block. Now he has entered that beautiful Haven of Rest and is free from all pain and sorrow. Often he has talked of the beautiful Home on High and what glory it will be when we will all meet again.
He leaves to mourn his widow, 3 sons and 3 daughters, 3 sons-in-law, 2 daughter-in-law, 4 brothers and 2 sisters, 17 grandchildren and many friends.
Like a ship that's left its moorings
And sails bravely out to sea,
So someone dear has sailed away
In calm serenity.
But there's promise of a greter joy
Than earth could have in store,
For God has planned a richer life
Beyong [sic] the unseen shore.
