Marriages (April 13)

Mr. & Mrs. A.B. Brooks

Utica Saturday Globe, March 31, 1906

 

Mr. A.B. and Maria (Hall) Brooks

Norwich [Chenango Co., NY]:  About 20 of the relatives and friends of Mr. and Mrs. A.B. Brooks gave them a happy surprise Monday evening, when unannounced they appeared at the Brooks homestead on Lackawanna avenue soon after 8 o'clock.  The visit was in honor of the completion by Mr. and Mrs. Brooks of 50 years of married life but was an entirely impromptu and informal affair.  With music and conversation the evening was spent, among the feature being phonograph selections by Addison C. Brooks, a son, and singing by Sherman Brooks, a brother of the groom of 50 years ago.  A light luncheon was served ere the guests departed wishing Mr. and Mrs. Brooks many more happy returns of the day.  Among the tokens left behind was a gift of $50 in gold.  Mr. Brooks was born in Pharsalia December 31, 1827, and his bride, Maria Hall, in Plymouth, August 4, 1836.  For 40 years their home has been in Norwich, Mr. Brooks conducting a shoe shop during the larger part of that period until a few years ago when enfeebled health forced him to retire.  Mrs. Brooke still enjoys excellent health. They are a most worthy couple and enjoy in a large degree the esteem of their many friends.

 

Card - Pearsall
October 1883

On Wednesday afternoon, Oct. 21st, a pleasant company of relatives assembled at the residence of Mr. and Mrs. S.H. Pearsall, on North Main street, Bainbridge [Chenango Co., NY], to witness the marriage of their only daughter Miss Lizzie E. Pearsall, to Clellan L. Card, one of Bainbridge's highly esteemed young men. At half past four the bridal party entered the parlor, they were met by Rev. James N. Lee, of Bainbridge, who performed the ceremony.  Miss Emma Austin presided at the piano, playing as the party took their places and during the ceremony.  The bride was attired in a rich, wine colored satin, and looked very beautiful, as all brides should.  The groom wore a suit of black, and looked pleased and happy.  After the congratulations of all present, all partook of an elegant repast provided by Mrs. Pearsall.  The newly married couple departed on a trip to Albany, Catskill, etc. 

May angels ever attend their steps,

Their wings fan every shadow from their hearts,

And all the joy this world can bestow,

We wish for them as they journey below.

 

Mr. and Mrs. Duncan Parker
About 1885

Saturday, Oct. 27th, quite a large company of relatives and friends, about eight in number, assembled at the residence of Mr. and Mrs. Duncan Parker, in the town of Coventry [Chenango Co., NY], to celebrate their twenty-fifth marriage anniversary.  At as early an hour as possible the guests were ushered into the dining room, where a table was loaded with the very best that the land afforded.  After partaking of the good things Mrs. P. had provided, the company again assembled in the double parlors.  Mrs. Parker made a few touching remarks speaking of the change time had wrought with some there, especially her aged father in his eighty-fourth years, and thanking her friends for the beautiful gifts she should ever cherish as mementos of their love and esteem.  She read an eloquent letter of regrets from their former pastor, Rev. James Ryder.  Their pastor, Rev. James Lee, was called on and responded with a few appropriate remarks.  Mr. Scoville played and sang a beautiful piece, followed by a social time which all seemed to enjoy and hoped to be requested to come again.  It was an occasion long to be remembered by all present.  The following is a list of presents:

          Set of tea spoons,...........................................Mr. and Mrs. C.M. Turner

          Dozen knives, ...............................................Hartwell Teachout and Sage

          Fruit spoon,................................................... Ransom and Lucretia Herrick

          Cake basket, ..................................................Mr. and Mrs. Willie Burlison

          Pickle castor, .................................................Mr. and Mrs. Edward Porter

          Elegant paper receiver, ..................................Mr. Parker's father

          Six forks, .......................................................Mr. and Mrs. A. Hoyt

          Butter knife,...................................................O.D. Rogers

          Chair tidy,..................................................... Miss Minnie Wylie

          Majolica bread platter,...................................Mr. and Mrs. E. Dibble

          Twelve individual salt sets,........................... Mrs. John Fowler

          Silver pickle castor,...................................A. Loomis, D.B. Eaton, L. Redfield and M. Loomis

          Napkins and towels, ......................................Mr. and Mrs. John Wylie

          Oil painting,.................................................. Seth Johnson, Greene

          Six silver fruit knives,....................................Mr. and Mrs. Scoville

          Silver pickle castor, .......................................H.W. Hovey

          Two china cups and saucers,......................... Mrs. C. Booth

          Teakettle teapot,............................................ C. Booth

          Pair of vases,................................................. Freddie and Edith Porter

          Silver fruit knife,..........................................  Mr. and Mrs. L. Stoddard

          Oil painting,.................................................  Mr. and Mrs. Kelley

          Six silver tea knives, .................................... Mr. and Mrs. B.B. Bennett

          Silver dollar,................................................. Cyrus Sweet

          Two silver dollars, ........................................Mr. and Mrs. L. Beardsley

 

To Mr. and Mrs. Duncan Parker
 

There are eras in mortal existence,

That lightens our burden of care;

For it lends to our spirits assistance

And we discover the silver from alloy.

 

There is a language of the heart

Beyond the poetry of art,

Three thoughts of beauty in us dwell

Like music in a silver bell,

 

The heart they capture

is youth's sweet prime,

They are the pleasure

Of future time.

 

Love, bride, and home are sacred words,

They thrill the heart when life is pure,

Upon the future they allure

The soul with pleasures that endure,

 

Home is a temple, home alone

Where pleasure holds a sacred throne,

And there abiding in peace and rest

The heart confiding is ever blest,

 

I fein wou'd sing a silver song

Of many years with love grown strong;

Your hands clasped with a loving chain

Your life songs blent in one refrain.

 

Both Heavenward climbing

Through smiles and tears;

To join the singing

of endless years.