Chenango Union, Norwich, NY, July 8, 1875
Marriages
SUYDAM - SCOTT: At the residence of the bride's sister, in this village [Norwich, Chenango Co. NY], on Sunday evening July 4th, by W.N. Mason, Esq., Mr. Oscar Suydam to Miss Clara Scott.
HALBERG - WELLS: In Norwich [Chenango Co. NY], July 5th, by Rev. W.H. Waldron, Joseph H. Halberg and Kittie Wells, both of Norwich.
TINKER -THAYER: At the home of the bride in Clockville, N.Y. [Madison Co.] June 27th, by Rev. M. Shaw, assisted by Rev. K. Tinker, of Goshen, Mr. John Tinker of Goshen [Orange Co. NY], to Miss Anna L. Thayer of Clockville, N.Y.
McWILLIAMS - WALKER: At Cottonwood Falls, Kansas, June 26th, by Rev. D.A. Ferris, J.W. McWilliams Esq. to Miss Louise D. Walker, formerly of McDonough [Chenango Co. NY]
Deaths
THOMPSON: In Guilford [Chenango Co. NY], on Sunday night, July 4th, Mr. James W. Thompson late of Friendship, Allegany N.Y., aged 55 years, 9 months. Deceased was a brother-in-law of Charles Davis of this village [Norwich, Chenango Co. NY].
Guilford: It is with sadness that we are called upon to chronicle the death of Mr. James W. Thompson, a native and for many years a respected resident of our town, who died, after a lingering paralytic affection of the throat, which on a visit at his sister's, Mrs. Sheldon, in our town, on the 4th inst., aged about 55 years. He and his wife removed in the spring of 1872 to Friendship, Allegany Co., N.Y. to be near their only child, the wife of A.H. Ingersoll, of that place. But they were not permitted to remain long together, for Mrs. Ingersoll died soon after, and Mrs. Thompson, in June, 1874, leaving her husband, then in feeble health, soon to follow her. He was an upright, industrious member of society, and respected by all who knew him. His remains will be sent for interment to Allegany County.
RITTENBERG: In Fenton? [Broome Co. NY], of consumption, Mrs. A. T. Montross [Rittenberg], wife of Charles Rittenberg, in the 24th year of her age.
THOMPSON: In Preston [Chenango Co. NY], June 23d, William A. [Thompson] son of Lewis and Mary Thompson, aged 7 years.
TYLER: In Pharsalia [Chenango Co. NY], on the morning of June 30th, Annie May [Tyler], daughter of John B. and Mary E. Tyler, aged 3 years, 6 months and 20 days.
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MURPHY: Suddenly in this village [Norwich, Chenango Co. NY, July 6th, Mr. Michael Murphy, aged 33 years.
Michael Murphy aged thirty-three years, was found dead in his bed on Tuesday afternoon last, about six o'clock. He was a -?- and had boarded at the residence of Mr. Gallagher on -?- Street but had his meals at Henry's restaurant at the D.L.&W. depot. It was known that he went to his room on Monday evening, which was the last seen of him alive, but as he was accustomed to sometimes sleep during the day, his not arising on Tuesday morning did not cause any uneasiness on the part of Mr. Gallagher and family, until towards evening, when the lady of the house determined to ascertain the cause of his unusual slumber, and upon entering his room and attempting to rouse him, she discovered with horror that he was cold in death. He lay in bed, with his face turned towards the wall, and in a natural position as if sleeping. Of late he had at times complained of pain int he region of the heart, and he undoubtedly died of a disease of that organ, probably during Monday night, as he had evidently been dead several hours when found.
Deceased was a young man who had many warm friends in this community. For ten years he has worked in the forge room at the hammer factory, and was a steady, industrious and quiet citizen, a great lover of -?-, and more than ordinarily well informed. By his prudent management he had saved several hundred dollars from his hard earnings, which he had invested in various securities. He was Irish by birth but came to this country when quite young. The only relative known to reside in this country is a sister, who is in a convent at St. Joseph, Missouri.
As esteemed member of the Lodge of Odd Fellows in this village, his remains were taken in charge by his brethren and after a postmortem examination, were on Tuesday evening removed to the Court House, where Coroner Hand is at this writing holding an inquest. The funeral will be attended this (Wednesday) afternoon, at four o'clock, and the services will be in accordance with the ritual of Odd Fellowship.
[Note: Additional write-up below from the Chenango Telegraph]
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CLARK: In Preston [Chenango Co. NY], July 4th at the residence of her son, Edward S. Clark, Esq., Mrs. Lucinda Clark, widow of the late Samuel T. Clark, aged 84 years.
In many respects Mrs. Clark was a remarkable woman. Mrs. Clark was born in -?- Her maiden name was Lucinda Thompson, a relative of many of that name, who settled in the western part of the county, and emigrating from the same perennial hive, all of great industry, and some of superior enterprise. Obedient to the wants of the country at that earlier day, she has reared a large family, ten sons and three daughters, bringing them all up to grown man and womanhood - eleven of whom are now living - all smart, intelligent, enterprising and well-to-do people. Abigail Thornton, wife of David Thornton of Guilford, is the eldest and Horace, now with his brother Samuel T. in St. Paul, in the Youngest. Lester and Jasper are in town and other younger members of the family are in the West, leaving William and Charles, the older brothers now surviving in Chenango County, well known and honorable citizens.
For more than twenty years of this woman's married life, this numerous family were in very straitened circumstances, yet this woman managed by her industry and economy, with her husband working for but fifty cents a day most of this time, to keep this large and increasing family, clothing them neatly and well, and educating them properly and starting them all in useful and successful life. She was a woman ever active and of good general intelligence and to all acquainted with her and the signal -?- that has crowned her efforts as a woman and as a mother, in view of her low estate in the beginning, it is apparent that her prayers were heard and felt in heaven. The very large gathering of sad and appreciative men and women to pay the last tribute of respect to this humble woman, and the long funeral that darkened the way, speak in golden and expressive scents the piety of her many friends and the general esteem in which she was held. Truly is it said of such, that the grave hath but a small, a very small part. their patient labors and submissive and pious toils and anxious and holy watchings, live after them here below, in the persons and things of their solitude and doubtless to some extend are the objects of care and holy longing of their disembodied spirits.
News Item
The verdict of the jury on the inquest held before Coroner Lyman, upon the case of Augustus M. Gage, fireman on the D.L.&W. Railroad, who was killed on the 25th ult., is as follows: "That he came to his death by being thrown from the tender of Train no. 10 of the D.L.& Western Railroad Co., against the driving wheel of the engine of said train while faithfully performing his duty as a fireman on said train on the 25th day of June 1875 between the hours of 10 and 11 o'clock in the forenoon, in the town of Sherburne, about one and a half miles northwest of the village Sherburne, by the engine tender and baggage car being thrown from and off the track from some cause unknown to this Jury. News
Chenango Telegraph, Norwich, NY, July 8, 1875
Deaths
Gen. John H. Credell an old and active citizen of Auburn, died in that city a short time ago. He was identified with the first railroad which was built to Auburn (from Syracuse) and has aided every subsequent enterprise of the kind from that time. A citizen of such public spirit must needs be missed form this community where he has so long been in active life. He was in his seventieth year.
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Our citizens were astonished on Tuesday evening, to learn that Michael Murphy was found dead in his bed, at about six o'clock that evening, at the residence of Edward Gallagher on Lock street. Coroner Hand was at once notified and summoned a jury of Inquest which has not completed its labors at this writing. The facts of the case, however, are believed to be substantially as follows: Though Michael roomed at Gallaghers, he took his meals at Henry's restaurant. It was the custom of Mr. G. to leave a light burning, so that his boarders could come and go to their rooms at pleasure, so he does not know at what time Murphy came in the night before. Some of his companions, however, report that they left him about ten o'clock the evening before, and that he complained of not feeling very well. Nothing was seen of him after that, until Mrs. Gallagher in the afternoon of Tuesday, went to the room to make up the bed. Seeing it occupied, she returned, saying to her husband that Michael slept soundly. He replied that possibly he was up late the night before, and to not disturb him. In an hour or two after, she went again to the room and seeing him in the same position, called to her husband, that he was yet asleep. He replied "shake him up." She went to him and attempted to do so, when she found he was dead.
At the inquest Dr. Brooks performed a postmortem examination, and as we learn, found unmistakable evidence of heart disease, and there is but little doubt but that was the cause of his death.
Mr. Murphy has lived among us for many years, most of which time he has been in the employ of Mr. D. Maydole, at the hammer factory. He was an intelligent man, and his whole aim in life seemed to be to store his mind with useful information. In his habits he was uniformly temperate, his disposition kind and accommodating, and his character unblemished; in fact, he was a universal favorite, not only among his shop hands, but with all who knew him. Though an Irishman, he strove to Americanize himself thoroughly, by mingling with the people at large, and aiding, as far as he was able, in all good works, and his sudden decease is a source of regret to all who knew him.
Chenango American, Greene, NY, July 8, 1875
Marriage
At the Baptist Parsonage, in this village [Greene, Chenango Co. NY], July 1st, by Rev. J.H. Sage, Mr. Edward Vroman of Triangle [Broome Co. NY] to Miss M'Dell Johnson, of Greene.
Sherburne News, Sherburne, NY, July 10, 1875
Death
Miss Hattie E. Walker, youngest daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Elhanan Walker departed this life in the village of Sherburne [Chenango Co. NY], Wednesday morning June 30th, 1875, aged 15 years and 6 months.
Hattie was always delicate from a little child, and never seemed to have a very strong hold on life, but being possessed with unusual ambition, she was accustomed to fill her place, and do her part promptly in whatever she engaged. About two years ago, she was seized with lameness, which caused no serious alarm at first, supposing it would soon pass away, but after about two weeks scrofulous difficulties of a most serious character manifested themselves in her frail system. She was taken from school immediately, and cared for tenderly, but with little or no good results. After a time, it was thought best to try the benefits of a pleasure trip, and she was taken to Syracuse, New York City, and other places, but with no better success. She now returned home feebler, if possible, than ever. At last she was confined to her room, where month after month she lay upon her bed in much pain and suffering. Only once was she permitted to go out, and then she was carried in her chair across the street to her sister, Mrs. Kershaw. She returned, but never left her room again until angel bands conveyed her weary spirit to the land of rest. Hattie was a great sufferer through all her illness, and but for her wonderful ambition and strong love of life, would have died long before. During the last few weeks, it was apparent that she could not be restored again to health, as she sank rapidly towards the tomb. Tuesday night she suffered much, with no rest, and when morning dawned it was clearly manifest that she was near her end. She now sank rapidly until about ten o'clock, when with scarcely a struggle she passed away from the pain and sorrow of this world to the rest of heaven. Hattie was a great lover of the Sunday school, and attended as long as she could, indeed the last time she was present she required the assistance of her father in returning home. And even then, she often spoke of her class and the school, remarking that she was trying to keep along with the school that she might be even with her classmates when able to attend again. The last work done for her was the framing of a beautiful Sunday school missionary certificate, which was awarded for her faithfulness in collecting missionary money. It was the last earthly thing she took an interest in, exclaiming on its presentation to her just before death, "It is beautiful!": During my calls, I frequently sang, prayed, and conversed with her about her preparation for another world. She said to me several times, "I am praying," and promised to continue praying for the blessing of God's grace and salvation to rest upon her. The night before her death, while being supported on the hands of her friends, by way of resting her, she remarked, "If I could only have rest, I would pray all night," and on being asked by her father, "do you pray, Hattie?" she replied readily, "yes." On discovering her friends weeping, she said, "Pa, don't weep." She seemed to have now come to the conclusion that she must leave them, and did not desire them to weep over her departure. Just before death I approached her side and said, "Hattie, do you know me?" "Oh yes," was the quick reply. We all knelt and prayed that the Father would bless and save her forever. After a little she spoke with unusual strength, "Sing! sing! quick, a change!" These were her last words, and, in a few moments, she had passed to live on earth. Dear Hattie has gone from our midst, from the family, friends and society, and will never return again to soothe the many spirits that are saddened by her early demise. And though at rest, and free from pain, still her loss is deeply felt by loving hearts. She was so young. When the aged die, it seems fitting as the gathering in of the ripe grain in the harvest time, but when the young die, it is like plucking beautiful flowers when yielding their richest fragrance. But we will not grieve inordinately over her death, for she suffered so long and so severely that death came as a messenger of mercy. The youngest and tenderest flower of the family wreath has faded first, and all the rest feel the chill of the withering frosts.
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