Here are some more of my unknown RAGERS. If anyone connects with them please contact me: MRS. NANCY RAGER. Mrs. Nancy Rager died at her home in Burrell township on Wednesday, July 12, at the age of 86 years. She was the widow of the late James Rager. The funeral service was conducted at 2 this afternoon by the Rev. W.W. Criley, interment following in Blairsville cemetery. (Indiana County Gazette 1905 July 14.) -------------------------------------------------------------- Appleton--Rager Mr. William Appleton and Miss Margaret Rager, of Burrell township, were united in marriage on Thursday, August 3, by P.M. Hodge, Esq., at Blairsville. (Indiana County Gazette 1905 August 8.) -------------------------------------------------------------- George W. Rager. George W. Rager died at his home in White Station on Dec. 14, aged 63 years. Death was due to pneumonia. For a number of years Mr. Rager was a freight conducted on the West Penn. His wife and six children survive. (Indiana County Gazette 1909 December 29.) ------------------------------------------------------------- Mock--Rager Lloyd Mock, of Johnstown, and Miss Florence Rager, of New Florence, were united in marriage on Wednesday, July 31, at the home of the bride. Mr. Mock is a son of William Mock, and is a well-known plasterer and carpenter. They intend to make a trip to Atlantic City in the near future. (Indiana Evening Gazette 1907 August 7.) ------------------------------------------------------------ EFFIE RAGER. Effie Rager, aged 16, and a pupil in the Kennedy schools in Young township, died Dec. 15, as the result of injuries received eight weeks previous while playing with a schoolmate. The girls were running in the yard when Effie tripped and fell, her companion falling upon her. The injuries led to internal troubles and eventually caused her death. Effie is survived by her parents, four sisters and six brothers. (Indiana Evening Gazette 1908 December 22.) Martha -- RESEARCHING: Edwards; Fronk; Miller; Paul; Pfoutz; Rager; Campbell Life should Not be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, wine in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming... Damn, What A Ride!!