Services for Mrs. Jennie Mouser who passed away in the Cheyenne Hospital, July 6, 1964 were held Wednesday. Rev. Herman Ledford pastor of the Baptist Church, officiated at the services held in the Baptist Church of this city.
Burial was in the Cheyenne Cemetery under direction of Scroggins and Son.
Mrs. Mouser came to Cheyenne 35 years ago from Indiana where she was born in 1881. She was preceded in death by her husband, W.H. Mouser and her son, “Doc” Nighbert. Immediate survivors are W.H. Mouser, Jr. of Oklahoma City, Ilma Odenbaugh, Wichita, Kansas, Dorothy Ewing, Altus, Okla., Genevieve Bradshaw, of Cheyenne and Olive Nighbert of Oklahoma City, Oklahoma.
Cheyenne Star, July 9, 1964
A Tribute to Mrs. W.H. Mouser “Jennie”
She was affectionately called “Jennie” by her friends both young and old. Her husband , the late Bill Mouser called her “Jennie the Wren”. How well that name suited her. Her motions were like a bird; her hands seemed to flit from one object to another. She was dainty in her personal appearance; and had a magic touch with everything she did.
She had always lived in a big city, and was not accustomed to roughing it before coming to Oklahoma.
Cheyenne did not have electricity or running water and there probably was not a bathroom in town, but it was not long until there was one in the Mouser home.
She went to work in her new home and the church. She made friendships that she retained as long as she lived. It is remarkable that the many high school girls, teachers and others who roomed and boarded with her over the years never lost contact with her. She loved them and they loved her. She was devoted to the Mouser family, even unto the third generation. The youngsters called her “Grandma Jennie”. She was always cheerful, only her close friends knew that she had moments of sadness and depression.
She never got over the death of her one and only son, some years ago.
She enjoyed having friends drop in for a little party and refreshments. The perfect hostess. Jennie liked people regardless of their station in life, creed or color.
She was loyal to her friends, her church and the town of Cheyenne and was not happy living anywhere else.
She was courageous and brave during her long illness and seldom showed the white feather.
She was a grand person, and Heaven will be brighter for her presence there, but her loved ones and friends miss her a very great deal.
Mrs. Elbert Tracy