Elmira Rose Armentrout came from Illinois to visit her daughter in Oregon on a quest for better health seven months before her death in 1903. (Photo by Brad Fuqua/Philomath News)

Published as it appeared on Jan. 31, 1903, in the Corvallis Times, Page 2, Column 3.

Of Mrs. Armentrout who Recently
Passed Away at Philomath.

The following biographical sketch is contributed by a friend of the deceased, Mrs. Armentrout:

Elmira Rose Dobbin Armentrout was born August 22nd, 1838, near Columbus, Ohio. She went to Illinois at the age of 15, and afterward prepared for teaching by attending the Normal school at Terre Haute, Indiana. She taught at intervals for nearly twenty years. In December 1859, she married W.H. Armentrout. She soon found the cares on her shoulders, Mr. Armentrout having responded to his country’s call to arms. He was absent three years, one fourth of which time he spent in a southern army prison.

There were three children born of this union, two daughters and one son. For these the mother toiled and prayed, and she lived to see her hopes realized in them all being active in the Master’s cause. Each graduated in the regular course from Westfield College. She became a Christian very early in life and always has been active in the service of the King. For 25 years she taught in the primary department of the Sunday School. She was always at her post in the prayer and class meeting, always active in the YWCA and missionary work. Her every Christian life has been quiet, kindley and constant. She is the first of the old home to be promoted to the new, the husband, two daughters surviving. Mrs. W.W. Rosebraugh and Mrs. B.E. Emerick, the daughters, live in Philomath. The son, Frank, resides at Dongola, Illinois, where the husband and father is now visiting, and detained on account of rheumatism. Their own home has been for many years at Westfield, Illinois. Last June, Mrs. Armentrout came West to visit her daughter, and in quest of better health, when on the morning of January 21st she passed to the land of everlasting springtime; the land “where there shall be no more death: neither sorrow nor crying: for the former things have passed away.”