Obituaries (March 16)

Lydia Smith Davis

Utica Saturday Globe, February 15, 1902

 

 

Mrs. Lydia Smith Davis

 

 Norwich [Chenango Co., NY]:  At her home on Front street, Saturday morning of last week, occurred the death of Lydia Smith, wife of Charles B. Davis, aged 72.  Mrs. Davis' health had been feeble for some time but there was nothing in her condition to cause alarm.  During the night before her death she complained of feeling worse and her husband gave her some medicine.  Shortly afterwards she became unconscious and died before a physician arrived.  Coroner Wilcox was notified and called at the house, but decided that death was due to heart disease from which deceased had been a sufferer for a long time.  Lydia Smith was born in the town of Norwich and had lived here nearly all of her life. After her marriage to Mr. Davis they resided in Guilford for a short time before returning to Norwich, where they had since made their home, and had lvied in the house on Front street for about 25 years.  Mrs. Davis was a good woman, kind and obliging and much respected by her neighbors and friends.  She was a member of the Broad Street Methodist Church.  She is survived by her husband, one stepson, Smith W Davis, of Poughkeepsie, and one brother, George H. Smith of Norwich, besides a number of nephews and nieces.  Funeral services were held from her late home on Monday afternoon at 2 o'clock, Rev. Wilson Treible officiating.  Interment was made in Mount Hope [Norwich, NY].

 

Chauncey Wade

Chenango Union, February 25, 1892

Chauncey Wade, a respected farmer of Guilford [Chenango Co., NY], died at his home in that place February 10, 1892 after a long and severe illness.  He was a son of one of the pioneer settlers of this county, and was born less than a mile from the place where he died.  Early in life he became a member of the Baptist church in Guilford, and he heartily loved all Christian people.  He leaves surviving a wife and one daughter, Mrs. E.A. Lally of Norwich.  He was a consistent Christian, a loving husband and father, and a true friend, and he will be greatly missed in the community in which he has so long resided.

"Ever trusting in his Saviour,

Reaping only golden grains,

Leaving here a noble record

That his life was not in vain.

 

He's not dead, but only sleepeth.

Resting from earth's toil and strife

Resting from life's weary conflict

Passed into that higher life."

 

Chloe Dimmick Adams

Chenango Union, February 25, 1892

 

Died in Avon, Ill., January 26, 1892, Mrs. Chloe Dimmick aged 84 years, widow of the late Lorenzo Adams formerly of Plymouth, N.Y. [Chenango Co.]  Mrs. Adams was a sister of Mrs. Dr. James Thompson, of Norwich, and will be remembered as an eminently devoted christian, of positive experience, a zealous laborer for the salvation of souls, rich in faith, and rejoicing in anticipation of the glorious final inheritance of the redeemed.  She was highly esteemed and is sincerely mourned by the many friends to whom she had endeared herself in her western home.  "they that turn many to righteousness shall shine as the stars forever and ever."

 

Harriet A. Boomer Barber

Chenango Union, February 25, 1892

 

All who formerly knew Mrs. Harriet A. Boomer wife of George P. Barber, will learn with deep regret of her death which occurred at their home in Muskegon, Mich., February 4, 1892.  Mrs. Barber will be kindly recalled by many, not only for her amiable nature, but for her superior literary accomplishments.  In her home in Bellevile, N.Y., from her seventeenth year, her earliest contributions were to Godey's Lady's Book and Peterson's Magazine, her connection with these journals extending over a period of several years.  During her subsequent residence in Williamsport, Philadelphia and Allegheny City, Pa., articles and poems on various topics were contributed by her to the local papers and attracted deservedly favorable notice.  She was known to the literary world as "Faith Templeton."  Two books, "Wrecked But Not lost" and "Drafted In," have been written by Mrs. Barber, both finding large sale, and are both now in the process of translation into the German language.  Her poems are to be collected and published in book form shortly.  Mrs. Barber spent last year abroad endeavoring to recruit her strength.  A rarely useful life has gone out all too early.  Much as she will be missed in literary circles the irreparable loss is to the home which was made so happy by her deep affection and sunny presence.  And sweet memories of her devotedness in the most tender relations of life will ever be sacredly cherished, both by her family and by the many other relatives and friends who knew her best.  Her husband survives her also four children--Walter V. and Fred G. Barber, of Allegheny, Mrs. George H. Alexander, of Emsworth, and Mrs. William M. Lowe, of Toledo, O.  A few days before her death last week Mrs. Barber wrote the following poem:

 

Thoughts In Sickness

 

I journey toward the great unknown.

The world we call the spirit's own.

 

Each night I near the wicket gate.

That narrow entrance into state

And there with wordless prayers I wait.

 

Or dream beneath o'er-shadowing wings,

While sheltered from all earth-born things

My lullaby some angel sings.

 

And when the gate swings back to me

My long-lost love ones it may be

The welcoming angels I shall see.

 

I know that human loves are near;

Their whispered tones fall on my ear,

Yet ah so faint I scarce can hear.

 

I cannot mark or foe or friend,

The forms that o'er my pillow bend,

But know that patient loves attend.

 

And clinging lips are pressed to mine,

So frozen in their cruel line:

They give nor answering smile nor sign.