While clearing out old papers I ran across this obituary. As far as I know, I have no family connection to the Eidemiller's. Thought I'd post this information for anyone who might be researching the line of Alexander G. Eidemiller and Ella Foutz Eidermiller. Per Family Search Neva was their daughter.
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Daughter of Poastmaster and Mrs. A. G. Eidemiller
Neva Erdine Eidermiller
Yonder sun had just passed the zenith in splendor on Sunday, October 6, when then sun of our sister’s life quickly sank behind the hills of time. It had not reached the zenith of her day, but amid the glories of a beautiful morn it quickly abandone the firmament. How deep to all our hearts is the sense of darkness from the shadow her sudden withdrawal has thrown! The glom seems all the greater to us because her brief day was one of singular brightness and cheer. The day of her life had given every promise of long duration and its sudden close brought a shock to the whole community such as it was rarely felt.
Farewell, O sun! What fair, fresh splendor was thine! And what fair promise of an eventful career full of usefulness and noble achievements! What high, exalted ideals thou didst propose to thy youthful heart! What full preparation thou hadst already made for a life of service in the world! But alas! thy sun has suddenly gone out from the clear sky. To us it seems the darkness of the eventide that has gathered about us so soon but to thee, we may well believe, it is the glorious morn of that eternal day into which thou didst so quickly pass on that beautiful Autumn Sunday. We greatly rejoice therefore, in the assurance that our loss is infinite and eternal gain to thee.
For 23 years, lacking 5 weeks, Neva was an inspiration and a joy in the home. Her birth occurred 6 miles southwest of Milton on Sunday Nov. 10, 1889. She came into the world on Sunday and she went out of it on Sunday. She graduated from the West Milton High School in the class of 1908. There were 13 in the class – 4 girls and 9 boys. Neva is the second member of the class to be called away. After our sister’s graduation she entered upon a course of study in music at Delaware college where she remained a year. She then went to Oberlin college and entered the conservatory of music in that institution and their (sic) she persued her studies for a year and a half. Ill health compelled her to relinquish her work and she returned home to recuperate her strength. Upon her return she became a member of the choral society of our town and was deeply interested in its success. She was also an earnest worker in the Sunday school and became the teacher of the primary class. She easily identified herself with the social life of the community and was a member of the Girls Social Literary and Industrial Society known as the K. K. Klub. She was a member of the ladies quartet, and their voices were frequently heard in funeral services, school commencements and other public gatherings. Her soul was full of music and in its accomplishments she took great delight. Only last Tuesday she sat at the piano in her home and sang “thy will be done.†How beautiful the spirit and how fitting the song before her own departure. In the meantime she discharged her duties in a most efficient manner as assistant postmistress to her father to whom her services were invaluable.
But it was in the sacred precincts of the home that her life shone with its most resplendent light. How kind and thoughtful in disposition, how deeply concerned in the welfare of those about her, how utterly forgetful of self in her devotion to others this young sister was! How cordial her greeting and how strong the friendships formed. In her college class this bond of friendship and love was exceptionally strong, classmates from Delaware and Oberlin attended the funeral.
The stricken parents, and sorrowing brothers and sister have the profound sympathy of a great concourse of friends at home and abroad in their first great sorrow in their immediate family. We may be pardoned in saying that there sits with the bereft family today, a young, manly heart that is well-nigh crushed by this blow. Bother were looking forward to the hour of their supreme happiness but the ruthless hand of death has lifted the fondest hope and brightest anticipations of life. When the devoted father led his beloved daughter to the college door that she might enter there as a student, in a strange city and among a strange people, he presented her with the following beautiful motto which she hung upon the walls of her room: “I shall pass this way but once; any good thing therefore that I can do or any kindness that I can show to any human being let me do it now, not defer it, nor neglect it, for I shall not pass this way again.â€
In another notice it stated the funeral was held at the Christian church by Revs. O. P. Furnas and A. F. House.