In Memory of Late Mrs. Emily J.C. Johnson Jacobs

Sacramento Star

April 18, 1917 page 7 column 3

The death of Mrs. Emily J.C. Johnson Jacobs on March 3, at San Jose caused sadness among a large number of people who had known her as a pioneer of California. She was the mother of nine children by the late J.C. Johnson, seven of whom survive her. They are: George P. Johnson, Auburn, Calif., Ann H. Butler, Sacramento; Nathan, John C., W.H. and C.L. Johnson, of San Jose, and Mrs. Albert Robb.

She was born May 7,1834, at Green Bay Wis., and was daughter of Luther and Fanny C. Hagerdon. While she was a small child they moved to Cleveland, Oh. where they grew to seven children, twelve grandchildren and fifteen great grandchildren and many other relatives to mourn her departure. She was the first cousin of Commodore Perry.

She was married to J.C. Johnson at Placerville in 1854. Mr. Johnson went to Arizona in 1876 to arrange a home for his family. On Sept. 13,1876, he and his partner, Mr. Mowery [Mowry] were killed by Apache Indians. Mrs. Johnson remained a widow and reared her family until Aug. 5, 1896, when she married John H.Jacobs. After his death, she continued to reside in San Jose.

She was an active member of the Pioneer Association of San Jose, where she had lived many years. The funeral was conducted by the Pioneers Association and interment was made in the family plot in Oak Hill cemetery. Even though Mrs. Jacobs was unconcious for several days, she spoke these words and passed away: " I'll soon be going ; I am happy; yes; I am happy." Her funeral was held at the San Jose undertaking parlors which were filled with friends. The many flowers which hid her casket from view proved the love and affection in which she was held. It was the purpose of Mrs. Jacobs, had she lived, to make an address to the Pioneer Association.

The following had been composed by her before her death for that occasion:

"Ladies and gentalmen and pioneer friends: I am glad to meet with you today.
Since our last annual gathering many of the association have passed away,
which should remind us that
"We too, are fast journeying toward the setting sun.
That our lease on life is nearly run.
So let us live that when the final summons come
and we are laid away to rest in our last long sleep.
We may awake on the other shore.
To meet and part no more.
Oh, California beautiful clime,
Thy hills and rocks are
most sublime.
Eastern people to thee will flock.
And drink the waters of Auburn rock.
Oh, California, beautiful clime,
Producer of the orange and the lime.
Other countries with thee may ape.
In growing the olive and grape,
But thou doth excell them all.
In the gandure of Yosemite fall".

Submitted by: Miles Johnaon

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