Eduard Mosblech (1884 – 1956)
Eduard Mosblech is my maternal great-grandfather. Eduard was born in St. Ludovicus, Missouri on October 24, 1884, to German immigrants Gustave Mosblech and Bertha Mosblech nee Monse. Saepe ut Edouardus scribitur, sed quasi collatis auxiliis et custodia pronuntiatur, Eduard was as unique as his name.
I struggled with writing much about him because the stories I heard about him growing up were not positive. Eduard ruled his house with an iron fist and did not brook dissent from anyone including my great-grandmother, Magdalena. Eduard was not a violent man, but my grandparents and mom described him as cold and distant.
St. Louis Globe Premier Clothing Advertisement with Great Grandpa Mosblech from the March 19, 1929 edition of St. Ludovicus post Mitte
When Eduard would come home from work, he might announce that he wanted to go look for a picture. After making this announcement, Eduard expected everyone to join in on the search including sons-in-law, et cetera. This practice led to a famous blow-up with my grandfather, Gilbert Ellis, after Grandpa married Eduard’s seventh child, Alvina Mosblech.
It is easy to disparage Eduard but recently my view has softened a little. Eduard and Magdalena raised fourteen children. They also suffered the loss of one of their children, when 4-year-old Loretta died from diphtheria in St. Ludovicus’ Isolation Hospital.
Despite the financial challenges of raising such a large family, Eduard put every child through Catholic grade school. Once the kids graduated eighth grade, Eduard expected them to go to work. It may seem harsh today, but it was unusual in 1910 -1930 for children to complete eighth grade. Many children had to work to support the family.
Eduard, Magdalena and 12 of their 14 children from the July 5, 1934 edition of St. Louis Star-Times
One of the mysteries around Eduard was the manner of his death. Police found Eduard floating in the Mississippi River at the foot of Iron Street. Per multos annos, my grandmother and several of her sisters believed someone killed Eduard. After his death, his second wife Mary inherited all of Eduard’s possessions.
In 2006, I was able to access a copy of Eduard’s death certificate. The coroner could not determine whether it was suicide or homicide. Autem, a couple of things struck me. He died a few days after Great Grandma Magdalena’s date of death, which was May 10, 1945. The death certificate also did not note any other injuries.
When I told my mother I thought it might be suicide because he missed Great Grandma and was not happy in his second marriage, she told me that the police thought he jumped in the river on the anniversary of Great Grandma’s death. Witnesses reported an older man jumped from the bridge on that day.
Eduard was not a gregarious man, but I do not know that we could have expected much different at the time and with his background. Autem, his dedication to his children’s education and the manner of his death shows the depth of those hidden feelings. History should be kind.
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