Obituaries (February 1)

Hattie Moore

Chenango Union, February 19, 1891

On February 12, 1891, at 9:30 P.M., Miss Hattie Moore finished her earthly career in the home of her parents in East McDonough, N.Y.  She was twenty-three years of age.  For the past year she has been a most intense sufferer from cancer of the throat. Through her entire sickness she has exhibited the most patient resignation.  The end was a glorious triumph of Christian fortitude. She was an exemplary member of the F.B. Church. The funeral services held February 15, 1891, were under the auspices of Union Grange, of which the deceased was a member  Rev. O.L. Cooper acted as Chaplin, and Rev. F.J. Jones preached the sermon.  The large assembly proved the warm place she held in the hearts of the community.  Sister Moore leaves a large circle of relatives and friends to mourn her loss.     F.J.J.

East McDonough [Chenango Co., NY]:  Miss Hattie Moore, who for a long time has been universally known as a long and terrible sufferer from a cancerous tumor, bade adieu to her many friends and passed to the better land, on the 13th inst.  Hattie was a young lady much esteemed, and exemplary in all social apartments, valuable as a church and grange member.  She was a shining light, and when that light became extinguished the elements which it lighted seemed to be in darkness.  Indeed his influence was marked and impressive.  She leaves a void which will be hard to fill, and her life work should be a pattern for all young people.  The funeral was conducted on Sunday by the beautiful and impressive ritual of the Patrons of Husbandry. 

 

Elmer Comell

Chenango Union, February 19, 1891

Unadilla Valley:  A telegram from Sand Coulee, Mon., brings to Leroy Comell, tidings of the death of his son Elmer, on the 5th of February, at the home of his brother Edgar, at that place.  Such tidings are usually sad, but to the many friends of Elmer, who knew his upright Christian character, and his constant suffering from disease, it seems like a release from the "prison house of clay."  No one doubts that he is safe home in heaven, where sorrow and death come nevermore.  His wish was that his body should be brought home, and his funeral should be in his old church home at Union, and the interment at Evergreen Cemetery, but he cheerfully gave up the idea when convinced that it was impractable.  He dictated messages to all his friends just before his death, and calmly fell asleep in Jesus.  He leaves a wife and little daughter in Masonville.  Mrs. E.J. Richmond.

Frederick VanDerLyn

Chenango Union, February 19, 1891

It is with deep regret that we are compelled to record the death of Frederick VanDerLyn, only son of our respected townsman Mr. Ward VanDerLyn, which occurred on Friday last after an illness of only one week.  Death always leaves sad hearts even after the allotted three score and ten, but when he strikes down a young man with life all before him, our hearts are still more sad in the presence of the dread visitor.  Frederick had just entered upon his twenty-seventh year, and few young men had better opportunities before him. With his father he had but recently purchased and fitted up a portion of the Fort Hill Block, and was engaged in the clothing business to which he gave his devoted attention.  In his home he was a loving son and brother, constantly doing little acts of filial devotion and affection, thereby knitting more closely the cords of love which had been given to him without measure and had bound him to the hearts of its inmates.  May the kind Father above "who doeth all things will" send comfort to these sad hearts in their deepest sorrow. ---Times

Ophelia Ives

Chenango Union, April 23, 1891

The funeral of Mrs. L.D. Ives was largely attended on Tuesday, the beautiful day enabling the crowds who could not gain an entrance to the house to gather around.  The beautiful flowers were a small tribute to her who for many years had cut her flowers so lavishly for the sick, and for the burial of the dead.  The remarks of Rev. E.N. Sabin were consoling and appropriate, and tears fell plentifully, for Ophelia was universally beloved, and will be sadly missed.  Providentially the services of Miss Hulda Mallory, a lady of excellent character and capacity had been secured for the lonely home.