Wednesday, November 23, 2016

Obituaries (November 23)

Emma Ames Bacon
Utica Saturday Globe, October 1919

 
Emma Ames Bacon
1845 - 1919

At her home on Saturday evening, October 25, occurred the death of Mrs. C. Edgar Bacon, of Hamburg, Iowa.  [Emma] Ames Bacon was born in the town of Plymouth, N.Y. [Chenango Co.], in 1845 and on January 22, 1866, was united in marriage to Charles Edgar Bacon.  She came to Norwich [Chenango Co., NY] a bride and with her husband resided here until their removal to Iowa in 1872.  She is survived by her husband, one daughter, Mrs. William J. Brown, of Hamburg and Ralph Brown, her grandchild.  Norwich relatives surviving are:  Her brother's widow, Mrs. Marcene Ames; daughter, Mrs. Judson Cook, and sons, Dever and Devillo Ames; also her husband's sister, Mrs. Lillie L. Borland, and her sons, Robert and Albert Borland.  Mrs. Bacon was a woman of strong religious convictions and her helpful Christian counsel will be cherished by her many relatives and friends.
 
Ernest Zieman
Chenango Union, September 1, 1892
Tuesday afternoon of last week, a heartrending accident occurred on a D.&H. switch at Sidney [Delaware Co., NY] causing the instant death of Ernest Zieman, aged eight years, a bright lad, son of John Zieman, engineer at the Novelty Works.  Mrs. Zieman, with her children had spent the day at the camp meeting grounds and about four o'clock the family were returning to their home in the village.  Ernest was walking ahead with another companion, and in attempting to cross the railroad on the long switch he was caught between freight cars which were being switched, his neck and shoulders being crushed between the end woods, nearly severing his head from his body. The accident was witnessed by his mother and sisters, and the scene was harrowing in the extreme, the former being nearly frenzied with grief.
 
The death of the bright little Zieman boy, at the railroad crossing, when returning from the children's festival, Temperance day, was a sad accident, but there has never been a death, or alarming illness, at Sidney Grove, encampment.  The pure air and delicious water are great attractions, aside from the cultured, consecrated people from all parts of the two districts whom one meets here.
 
Our Sarah - by Anna Nevins
Chenango Telegraph, November 7, 1860
Yes, we once had a Sarah; a fair, gentle creature--too fair, too fragile to brave earth's rude storms.  Yet she was so young; only sixteen short summers had passed over her head ere she laid down the burden of life and went home.  We loved her much, yet that could not save her.  She was a poetess of rare talent for one so young, and oh how proud we were of her and with what pleasure we looked forward to the time when she would take her place amid the poets of our land--But God had other plans than ours, and ours be nipped in the bud.  While we, looking with such pride upon her, were making her our idol, consumption, that fell destroyer, fastened its deadly fangs upon her.  We saw it in the hacking cough, the hectic flush on her usually pale cheek, and the strange light in her eye.  Yet still we cherished the fond hope that she was recovering--that she would soon be with us again--until conviction fastened itself upon us and we knew that she must die.  Yet it was so hard to give her up.  We saw her failing day by day, never complaining, although slowly but surely passing from us.  At times one of those deceitful lulls came on, and then we thought that she was recovering, and hope whispered bright dreams of the future.  But alas! it was but a brief respite, and ere long she was called away.  It was a calm, still evening; the setting sun threw its golden rays upon the couch where she was lying, and formed a halo of light over her head.  We gathered around her to receive the farewell kiss, her low, melodious voice whispered us, "Good-bye, dear friends; do not weep for me for I am only going home."  And must she pass through the dark valley alone?  No, not alone, for she leaned confidingly upon the arm of her Saviour, and sweetly sank to rest.  While we weep for her, we know that our loss is her gain; for she has left a world of care and sorrow, and is at rest where we hope to meet her again, never more to part.
 
Etta Hutchins
Chenango Union, February 2, 1893
Mrs. Etta Hutchins, wife of Charles Hutchins, died at the home of her parents, Mr. and Mrs. A.L. Smith, on Merrill street, Saturday afternoon, in the twenty-fifth year of her age.  For years she had been afflicted with heart trouble, which for the past four weeks had been more severe, and her death was not unexpected. She was an estimable woman, and her death is mourned by her husband and a large circle of friends.  Funeral services were held Monday afternoon, Rev. T.G. Cass officiating, and the burial was at Mt. Hope [Norwich, Chenango Co., NY]
 
Lousetta Phetteplace
Chenango Union, February 2, 1893
Mrs. Lousetta Phetteplace died at her home near White Store [Chenango Co., NY], on Wednesday, January 25th, at the age of fifty-one years.  The funeral took place at her residence, Thursday at one o'clock, Rev. D. Ballou, of Utica, officiating.   The tokens of friendship shown to her noble life were deeply felt.  The decorations of flowers were profuse and beautiful.  She was a kind and affectionate wife and a tender mother.  Not only in her home, but to her neighbors and friends far and near, always ready to lend a helping hand, in sickness or death, Mrs. Phetteplace could be found.  Her tenderest thoughts were to do where she could do the most good.  For years she was a consistent member of the free Baptist church of Norwich. She leaves to mourn her loss a husband and six children, a brother and sister, Mrs. Barnes, of Norwich.
 
Emma J. Purdy
Chenango Union, February 2, 1893
Died at Smithville Flats [Chenango Co., NY], January 26th, 1893, Mrs. Emma J. Purdy, aged 44 years, wife of Dr. L.J. Purdy.  Mrs. Purdy was a very highly esteemed and respected lady, of the finest Christian character.  Her many friends here feel that they have met with an irreparable loss, and desire to extend to her family their deepest sympathy in their sad affliction.
 
Central Valley Lodge, No. 857, I.O. of G.T., on January 28th, 1893, adopted the following resolutions:
Whereas Good in His infinite wisdom an dpower has seen fit to remove by the hadn of death Mr.s L.J. Purdy, mother of our worthy sister, Hattie C. [Purdy], therefore be it
Resolved:  that we extend to Sister Purdy and father, our heartfelt sympathy and condolence in this sad hour of their affliction, and further
Resolved:  That these resolutions be spread upon the records of this lodge, and a copy be presented to Sister Purdy.
J.H. Murray, Lizzie M. Kinnier, Nora M. Livermore (Committee)

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