Harpold, Dora Dell

Passed: 1934-05-03

Age: 66

Source: Mountaineer

Death Notice:

Obituary Date: 1934-05-10

Information: ILLNESS IS FATAL TO MRS. HARPOLD Mrs. F. J. Harpold died at her home in Ripley Thursday May 3rd at 2:30 in the afternoon.  Funeral services were conducted at the home Sunday, 10 a.m. by Rev. Curtis Robinson, Mrs. Greek A. Park reading the obituary.  The pall bearers were:  Paul King Joseph Kelly, Jack Henson, Burton Crow, Paul Pinnell, Everett Sayre. Mrs. Harpold was taken suddenly ill December the 4th.  She was given medical care in Charleston and Parkersburg and by local physicians, but all to no avail. Dora Dell Cunningham Harpold was born March 13, 1863 and died May 3, 1934, age 66 years, one month and 21 days.  Only one member of the Cunningham family is left of the four who grew up in Ripley and he is Clarence A. Cunningham now of Pittsburgh. On January 15, 1891 she was united in marriage with F. J. Harpold and to this union were born Nada and Jay who died in infancy, F. F. who resides in Ripley, Anita and Adele of Parkersburg. With her passing there goes from her family and friends a beautiful character and an ever helping hand.  No night was too dark or day too cold for her to go to the assistance of her neighbors in sickness or in death and she did it willingly, glad to be of help, never empty handed.  She was devoted to the raising of her children, sacrificing and neglecting herself to further their interests;  The same loving interest she has shown for her grandchildren, helping them all into the world except the last little girl Sara Ellen whom she was only able to see one time.  Through the years she has not lived in the past, but in the living present and was keenly interested in young people and their problems and always had the greatest of confidence and faith in their future.  Even as late as October she enjoyed the week spent in Chicago and was a source of information unequaled to the group with her.  Being a well read woman she was able to cope with the bigger problems of the day, and instill in the lives of those around her the important and urgent issues, dismissing the pettyness that so often tend to side-track the way of thinking.  Both her husband and her children depended on her for this strength of purpose. Dora ""grew taller from  walking with the trees"" and ""her heart was whiter from its parley with the stars"" for she was a sincere lover of all growing things.  Her garden, her flowers, and her children made up her life.  All her cares vanished when she could gladden the heart of a child or friend with sharing the beauty of her flowers.  Not one word of complaint crossed her lips during her long illness, her patience and thoughtfulness were an inspiration.  Home ties are so hard to break--just to have her here to care for--helped--but, God, help us all to say ""She is not dead, she is just away."