Obituaries (April 6)

Lena Boise

Utica Saturday Globe, December 6, 1902

 

Lena Boise

Laudanum, taken for a purpose not made public, caused the death Sunday of Lena Boise, a girl of 17, who boarded at 72 Hicks street, in this city [Utica, Oneida Co., NY], with the family of Martin Duke.  When she retired Saturday evening she was in good spirits and apparently in good health.  The following day she remained inside.  The family with whom she boarded were away during the day and she was not disturbed.  When Mrs. Duke returned home at 6:45 she went to see the girl and found her apparently senseless.  She sent for Dr.  John Grummon who pronounced her dead.  Coroner Dodd was summoned and, with Officer Curran and Sergt. Arheilger searched for something which would explain the cause of death.  Their efforts were fruitless.  Eventually, however, a bottle of laudanum was found and Dr. Theodore Deecke, who analyzed the contents of the girl's stomach, discovered the poison in the stomach.  Miss Boise came to Utica about a year ago from Sherburne [Chenango Co., NY], in which vicinity her father has a farm.  She worked at the factory of the River-- Manufacturing Company.  Not given to melancholy and of a pleasant disposition, her death has perplexed and grieved her friends.  She leaves her father, a stepmother, her brothers and several sisters one of whom is Mrs. Clara Hebbards, of Whitesboro street.

 

Samuel Huggins

1847 - 1901

Samuel Huggins was born in the town of Sanford [Broome Co., NY] in 1847 and died at his home in Afton [Chenango Co., NY] on Sunday, Aug. 11, 1901.  For many years Mr. Huggins' family resided in Deposit where his son Charles attended school, Mr. Huggins being in the west.  Later, when he returned, the family removed to Afton, where Mr. Huggins died.  He leaves a wife and son Charles, of Tacoma, Washington, and three sisters, Mrs. Yaple and Mrs. Chas. Martin, of Afton, Mrs. N. Bennett and one brother, Wm. Huggins, of Oneonta.  The funeral services were held from his late residence Aug. 14, Rev. C.E. Sweet officiating.  Interment in Glenwood cemetery [Afton, NY].

 

Mrs. Edward Hatton

Mrs. Edward Hatton died at her home in the town of Guilford [Chenango Co., NY], Tuesday morning at 1:30.  The immediate cause of death was septic poisoning, although she had been a patient sufferer from cancer for a long time.  The funeral was held at the M.E. church today at 12 o'clock.  Mrs. Hatton had been a member of this church for many years, and since her removal to Guilford, has continued her membership here.  Rev. Mr. Kilpatrick, of Oxford, a former pastor, officiated, assisted by Rev. J.S. Crompton.  Interment in the Episcopal cemetery.  [July 16, 1901]

 

Harriet Williams Scott

1868 - 1902

Mrs. Harriet Williams Scott, wife of Cornelius E. Scott, Esq., died at her home in this village on Saturday evening, Feb. 22, 1902, aged 34 years.  Mrs. Scott is survived by her husband and two sons, Graydon and Curzon; her mother; three sisters: Mrs. J.H. Knapp of Walton, Mrs. Bliven Knapp and Mrs. Amelia Buckingham of Deposit, and two brothers, S.D. White of Clymer and H.H. Williams, of Deposit.  The funeral was held on Sunday p.m. by Rev. john Alison and Rev. Dr. Coons.  Burial in Laurel Hill cemetery [Deposit, Delaware Co., NY].  The family have the sympathy of the community in their sad affliction.

Jacob Whitney

1832 - 1903

Died, at Sanford [Broome Co., NY], Wednesday, the 2nd of December, at nine o'clock in the evening, Jacob Whitney, after an illness of only five days, with pneumonia, aged a little over seventy-one years.  The funeral was held at the house, the following day at one p.m.  Services were conducted by Rev. I.L.Bronson of McClure Settlement.  Burial at Sanford.  Mr. Whitney is survived by his wife and three children, George Whitney, Chas. Whitney and Mrs. McDonald, all residing at Sanford; also by one brother, Samuel Whitney, and three sisters Mrs. A.K. Hamlin, Mrs. Henry Huyck and Mrs. Helen Blakeslee.  Mr. Whitney has lived at Sanford nearly all his life--over sixty years.  he owned a farm near that place, but for a number of years he was a stone mason and laid a great many foundations for buildings in this and adjacent towns.  He was a good workman.  Very few men were better known throughout the town and vicinity than he.  Mr. Whitney's death came without warning.  The family did not think him dangerously ill until the last day.  The words of the poet will be appropriate here:

"A flash of lightning, a break of the wave.

We pass from life to our rest in the grave"

 

We are all living under similar circumstances.  We have got to follow on,  Another poet said:

"Thinner grows the curtain

That divides us from the certain

Every year."

Jacob Whitney, who died at his home here Wednesday, was one of our most highly esteemed citizens, a good neighbor and withal a worthy man.  He was born at Davenport, Delaware county, in June, 1832, and came to this town when about sixteen years of age, where he has since resided.  In 1860 he was united in marriage with Rozella Childs.
  

Rachel Palmer

1809 - 1902

At noon, Thursday, October 23, Mrs. Rachel Palmer expired at her home on North Main street [Bainbridge, Chenango Co., NY], in her 94th year.  Mrs. Palmer had been failing for the past two months, but was able, the day before she died, to sit in her chair and read her well-worn Bible, and to talk with her daughter with her characteristic energy and clearness of mind.  The following morning at 2:30 o'clock she was conscious that she had but a few hours to live and she desired that the family be called, that she might bid each good bye.  Mrs. Palmer was born in Cannonsville [Delaware Co., NY] June 6, 1809.  Her maiden name was Rachel Ayres.  She was married to Stephen Palmer, October 6, 1836, by Rev. Mr. Calder, a Methodist clergyman, who preached in Bainbridge at that time.  Mr. and Mrs. Palmer settled in the town of Bainbridge, near Sidney.  Eight children were born to them, six sons and two daughters, and only one, Mrs. John Kirkland, survives.  Three sons, Edwin J., Austin G. and Orrin R. Palmer were in the Civil War, the two former dying there, and the third died in Bainbridge some years ago, bleeding to death from an accident incurred while chopping in the woods.  Mrs. Palmer received a pension of $12 per month from her sons' army life.  The father, Stephen Palmer, died twenty-three years ago.  Mrs. Palmer had lived in the town of Bainbridge seventy-one years and had been a resident of the village forty years.  She was a remarkable woman possessing a strong constitution, was always capable, energetic and industrious, and possessed a keen intellect that did not fail her until her last hour.  Her eyesight was indeed phenomenal in its strength.  She read her village paper with great relish and in the Republican published one week before her death, she saw the notice of her declining health and her age recorded at ninety-two years, which she wished corrected.  She came to the office and renewed her subscription last spring and rode to Sidney this summer to so some shopping.  Mrs. Palmer had experienced much sorrow but was ever bright and cheerful.  She was a member of the Methodist church, which she attended regularly with her grandson Robert, until feebleness prevented it. The funeral was held Saturday afternoon at 2:30 o'clock at the M.E. church Rev. J.S. Crompton officiating, taking for his text the words, "Therefore thus will I do until thee, O Israel, and because I will do this unto thee, prepare to meet thy God, O Israel," which was Mrs. Palmer's selection, as were also the following hymns sung, "Going Down the Valley, One by One," and "Asleep In Jesus, O How Sweet," The burial was in St. Peter's churchyard and the bearers were Dr. Jacobs, I.D. Yale, T.J. Fisher, Perry Rood, T.E. Searles and Joseph Brennen.  The following verses were composed by the daughter, Mrs. Kirkland:

From our midst one more is taken

Far to that heavenly land.

She has gone to dwell with Jesus,

And to join the angel band.

 

Dearest mother we shall miss thee

As we never have before,

Though in memory still you linger

Safe with Jesus evermore

 

When we meet in family circle

We'll miss your dear sweet face,

As we gaze upon the vacant chair

With no one here to fill your place.

 

One by one we're passing onward

To the pearly gates on high,

There to meet those gone before us

Where we never say good bye.

 

But dear friends remember

She has only gone before

We shall meet her some sweet day

On that bright and happy shore.