Hans Hilde obituary
Called to Rest
When Hans Hilde left for Rochester, Tuesday morning May 31st, he took his last auto ride. He had not been in good health for some time, but said little about it, and kept at his usual rounds for he was a tireless worker, ever alert and active. But the time came when rest and medical attention became necessary. Reassuring messages reached Lyle from time to time, and it was thought he was holding his own, but last Saturday the family was summoned to his bed side, and even then he protested that he felt better, but on Monday evening the spirit left its tabernacle of clay, and the message reached Lyle, home and friends that Hans was gone.
Gone. It was hard to believe that he, who had willingly carried more than his share of responsibilities in the home, community and church had slipped away to that better country, from whence none return.
The deceased was born in Hilde, Norway, on October 1st, 1858. He came to this country when sixteen years of age, and settled in this vicinity. In the early 80's he went to Walworth, S. D., and filed on a homestead. He was united in marriage to Miss Sarah Hall, at West by, Wis., Feb. 27th, 1899 and to this union two children were born: One died in infancy. A daughter, Mrs. Clif. Schroeder, and an adopted son, Chet Riested, are left to mourn with the widow, the passing of a kind devoted father and husband. By friends and acquaintances, he will be remembered as an upright, honest gentleman- a man well worth knowing and a friend in word and deed.
Besides the immediate family, he leaves one sister, Mrs. Charles Tosrud of Minneapolis, and three brothers, Stiner of Donalda, Canada; Roy of Oaks, N. D.; and Andrew of Viroqua. Wisconsin.
Heroic acts and qualities are not confined to bloody battlefields. They are found wherever the heart is stirred to action by love for the sake of another, or, by a great cause, in the interest of many. The life of the departed was singularly filled with both heroism and kindness. In the early days, in the Dakotas, when white settlers were few, and for the greater part, the neighbors were Indians, life was not always peaceful and serene. It became necessary at times, for Hans, then a stalwart young man, to take his mother under his arm and make their escape from Sitting Bull and his red men until open hostilities ceased.
After improving his farm in Dakota, Mr. Hilde sold it in 1910, and came back to the old home community. Although he had enough laid aside for the comforts of life, and might have taken it easy, he was happier to be busy and so he purchased a farm adjoining the village on the south.
Mr. Hilde's life was an orderly one. He never sought to escape obligation but took special pains to meet them. Prior to going to Rochester, he talked with friends about the future, realizing that perhaps he might be nearing the end, but as in life, so in death, his faith never wavered.
The funeral will be held Friday at 2 P M in the Lyle Lutheran church with interment at Pleasant Hill.