Ada,
Ohio
July
6 1958
The
following is an exact copy of the obituarie of Andrew Runser as published in the
Ada Record of Oct. 11, 1899.
“Andrew
Runser was born Nov. 30, 1815, in Alsace France, now a part of Germany and died
Oct. 1, 1899 after a long and patiently borne affliction with paralysis. His
parents, Seraphin Runser and Catherine Runser, hearing of the advantages in
America and experiencing the evils of almost continuous war and knowing their
sons would be forced into the service of the army, emigrated with their family
of six children to this country in the summer of 1832. They left their village
home at Elsas, located near the boundry between France and Germany and traveled
overland in a direct line, passing through the outskirts of Paris to Havre where
they took a sail vessel laden principally with emigrants bound for New York.
Their experience on the ocean was a thrilling one. Their vessel became lost and
after having been driven about by storms and adverse winds for 16 weeks, their
supplies having been exhausted and it was thought all must perish, they reached
New York. They passed up the Hudson to Albany, thence by Erie Canal to Buffalo,
where they landed in the month of August. The family lived in Buffalo for about
six weeks. It was here where the subject of this sketch made up his mind to be a
blacksmith and immediately commenced to learn the trade. The family then went to
Cleveland,Ohio, remaining about four weeks and thence to Massillon where the
eldest son was apprenticed as blacksmith. He gave his master five years of
faithful service for which he received a set of tools and a suit of clothes. He
possessed a very superior knowledge of his trade and found ready employment at
good wages at general blacksmithing and in the machine shops at Massilon. He
remained at Massilon nine years and then went to Sharpsburg, Pa. in 1546, where
he remained untill Oct. 1850, when he came to his Marion Township home which he
had previously selected in the fall of 1848. Here he lived untill after his
wifes death when he made his home with his daughter, Mrs Hulds Pugh. He was
married Feb. 20, 1840, to Isabel McDowell whose death occured June 21, 1898. To
this union were born six children four sons and two daughters, all of whom,
excepting one son, are living. In his early life he was baptized in the Roman
Catholic faith but on his coming to America he affiliated with no church until
1868 when he united with the M. E. Church under Rev. James Delisle, at Kingsley
Chapel. He was a firm believer in practical Christianity and took great pride in
the building of the old Kingsley Church, and also took a great interest in the
building of the old M. E. Church at Ada. He was one of the pioneer friends of
the country schools in his Township and took a firm stand in establishing good
schools. He held several offices in the early days of Marion Township, tendering
his services with almost no charge, believing that public office is a public
trust and that a good citizen should give freely a portion of his time to his
country. Beginning life a poor German boy, by industry and frugality he
accumulated considerable property. He was a tireless worker, hammering iron
while others slept. To him the clinking of the anvil was music and the flame and
roar of the forge an inspiration. One thing in this connection we shall never
forget from its novelty. Some years ago he described how he used to fit shoes to
oxen, a custom in vogue in the early history of the Township. He was a man of
most abstemious habits. He lived the golden rule, doing unto others as he would
have others do unto him. No man ever questioned his honor or integrity. His life
was one of good to his wife, his children and to his friends. The memory of such
a man is a benediction to us all, and the world is better by his having lived in
it.
His
funeral took place Oct. 3 rd. at the residence of his daughter, conducted by
Revs. S. W. Scott and T. C. Christopher. His remains were laid to rest in
Woodlawn Cemetery. The Editor for many years enjoyed the pleasure of knowing
this good man and if he is so fortunate as to meet in the great reunion beyond
the grave, it will be a pleasure to strike hands with Andrew Runser, he of
sainted memory, whose life and
thoughts were pure, whose deeds were of justice, 1ove and charity.
Such men are the salt of the earth1 the
bone and sinew of the nation.
We
have heard his neighbors bear testimony to his moral worth, not only in recent
but remote years, when he extended a helping hand to those who
needed it, he had confidence in his fellowmen and a heart that beat in
sympathy with their needs and sufferings.”
The
above was written by Agnew Welsh, for many years the Editor of The Ada Record.
It seems to me that no finer tribute could be paid to any man than that
contained in the above article.
Jonathan 0. Runser