Chenango Semi-Weekly Telegraph, Norwich, NY, January 17, 1877
Marriage
BURLINGAME - STEVENS: In Afton [Chenango Co. NY], Jan. 7, by Rev. H.N. Vandusen, Mr. Perry Burlingame of Angona, Iowa, to Miss Julia E. Stevens, of Colesville, N.Y. [Broome Co. NY]
Death
Mr. Warren Newton, Cashier of the Bank, announced the death of Nelson B. Hale, and offered the following:
Resolved: That in the death of Nelson B. Hale, President of this bank from 1873 and a Director from its organization in 1886, this bank and community have sustained an irreparable loss; that we shall always indulge in it as a grateful recollection that we have been associated with him as a Director and adviser for twenty-one years, and as President of this bank for four years; that we entertain a high respect for his honor and integrity and the purity of his life.
That we tender to his widow and family our sympathy in this their great bereavement ; that as officers of this bank we will close our banking house on the day of his funeral and in a body attend the same:
That a copy of these resolutions be sent to his family and furnished to the papers for publication.
Mr. Newton is offering the resolutions said: "My acquaintance with Mr. Hale commenced over thirty years ago. During the twenty-one years that we have been associated as stockholders and directors of this Bank there has never been a single occurrence to mar the friendly relations that have existed between us. Whenever I have felt the need of advice and counsel, I have always sought and secured that of Mr. Hale. This association was organized in 1856, with thirty-nine stockholders. Of the first eleven directors, Jonathan Wells, Theodore Miller, Nelson B. Hale, Adsel Berry, James H. Smith, William Packer and Charles N. Wheeler, have died. Those who survive are Burr B. Andrews, Harvey Thompson, Charles Lewis and Warren Newton. Of the original stockholders 22 have died. There are but ten of those who subscribed the original articles of association who are now stockholders of this Bank.
I move the adoption of the resolutions.
Remarks were then made by other directors, eulogistic of the deceased and the resolutions were unanimously adopted, and the Board adjourned. T.D. Miller, Vice President; Warren Newton, Cashier
Chenango Semi-Weekly Telegraph, Norwich, NY, January 20, 1877
Marriages
STANBRO - MOSELY: In Lebanon [Madison Co. NY], January 10, 1877, by Rev. H. Fox of Smyrna, Mr. Levi G. Stanbro and Miss Nettie F Mosely of Hamilton [Madison Co. NY].
VOLIMER - WILLCOX: In Smyrna [Chenango Co. NY], January 10, by Rev. H. Fox, Mr. Anthony E. Volimer and Miss Adeliah J. Willcox, all of Smyrna.
RICHARDSON - HARRINGTON: On the 10th instant by Rev. Joseph Clements, of East Pharsalia [Chenango Co. NY], Mr. George M. Richardson and Maria Harrington of the same place.
Deaths
PARKER: In Otselic [Chenango Co. NY] January 12, 1877, Amaziah Parker aged 73 years, 9 months and 8 days.
Otselic: Amaziah Parker, one of our oldest and most respected citizens died at North Otselic the 12th inst. Mr. Parker settled at the Hotel there about the year 1831, keeping it several years. Removing thence, he kept hotels at Homer, Cuyler, and other places, afterwards returning to Otselic, where he spent several years, until declining old age compelled him to retire to the quiet of private life. In his calling he was one of the most respected of men, never allowing any riotous conduct in his house.
DERMOT: In Otselic [Chenango Co. NY], January 10, 1877, Mrs. Mary Dermot, aged 60 years.
McLEAN: A son of Andrew McLean, of Middletown [Otsego Co. NY] aged about 7 years, was drowned on Monday of this week in his father's mill pound, at the place known as the Isthmus, about three miles below that village. He was riding downhill on the bank of the stream and his sled running upon the ice he broke through and was drowned.
HALE: The funeral of the late Nelson B. Hale, whose death we announced in our last issue, was largely attended from his residence on Thursday last. The services were impressively conducted by Rev. S. Scoville assisted by Rev. Mr. Haynes, and in obedience to the request and taste of the deceased were simple and without ostentation. Notably in attendance was the large number of businessmen of our village, as well as those who were the associates of the deceased in his early days. The directors of the Bank of Norwich of which he was President at the time of his death attended in a body as well as the officers of the Bank of Chenango all uniting in tokens of respect and honor to the memory of the deceased. But a very few of his early associates in business in our village survive him.
GREEN: North Norwich [Chenango Co. NY]: On Wednesday, the 17th inst. the funeral services of Martha Green, wife of Benjamin Green, were held at their residence on Skinner Hill. The services were conducted by Mr. Gordon of this place. He selected for his text these words, "Today shalt thou be with me in paradise." His remarks were truly powerful and impressive, and with the solemnity of the occasion rendered them pathetically delivered and also well received. After the conclusion of the services, the coffin containing her remains was deposited in a sleigh and conveyed to the North Norwich cemetery, and there the open tomb received into its bosom the sacred trust committed to its keeping in hope of the final resurrection. Mrs. Green leaves an affectionate husband and four children and other relatives to grieve over her sad departure. She had lived five years over her three score years and ten, and those many years of constant care and anxiety as a wife and mother, for the welfare and prosperity of her children and grandchildren had marked deep the furrows of her face and brow. She gave evidence at the last, that these wearisome months she had lived, when conflicting with incessant suffering, and burdened with weighty afflictions, she properly longed after the promised rest, and welcomed the shadows of the evening, the assaults of sickness, the inroads of old age, and the prospects of dissolution; thus she has been borne to that state we are all hastening, our days pass away swifter than a weaver's shuttle, our lives are vanishing like the unstable cloud and our earthly possessions will soon be in other hands, for others to enjoy.
"How sad to look upon a human face, / Whose features death hath set his signet on, / And hourly see depart each lovely grace / That made it once so sweet to look upon / To see (once red) those purple fevered lips / Easy to speak a farewell word with pain. / To see the sad eyes close in death's eclipse, / And limbs to stiffen never to move again. G.S.T.
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