Chenango Telegraph, Norwich, NY, June 6, 1838
Deaths
In this village [Norwich, Chenango Co. NY] on the 29th ult. Mr. Jason Gleason aged 75 years. Mr. G. was a Revolutionary Soldier and an honest and an upright man.
On the same day, Celia [Hunt] daughter of the late Timothy Hunt, Esq. aged 16 years. Mis H. was highly esteemed by all who knew her.
On the 1st inst. Lyman [Baldwin] son f Isaac Baldwin, aged 11 years. The circumstances attending his death were peculiarly afflicting. He fell into the pond near Guernsey's mill while alone and was drowned. Probably this happened about 10 o'clock in the forenoon. His body was found about 4 P.M. Lyman Baldwin was one of the most intelligent lads this village ever knew. His equal as a scholar of his age lived not among us. He possessed every quality of head and heart which makes even man respected.
Chenango Telegraph, Norwich, NY, July 4, 1838
Death
In this village [Norwich, Chenango Co. NY] on Monday morning, the 2d inst. Mr. Asa Pellet, father of the Editor of this paper, aged 71 years.
Isaac N. Shoals a young man aged 19, was drowned in the River at North Norwich on the 27th ult. It is supposed that he was thrown from a blind horse in the evening into the river while there with the intention of watering him. His body was not found until the day following. Mr. S. was a resident of Plymouth [Chenango Co. NY] where his body was taken. An inquest was held on it by Mr. Ansel Berry, Coroner of this village, Verdict - "Death by accidental drowning." This is the fourth body on which Mr. Berry has been called to hold an inquest, within about five weeks. All deaths by drowning.
Chenango Telegraph, Norwich, NY, July 18, 1838
Death
In this town [Norwich, Chenango Co. NY] on the 13th inst. Mrs. Tamma Parker, wife of Nathan Parker, Jr., aged 38 years.
Chenango Telegraph, Norwich, NY, July 25, 1838
Death
In this village [Norwich, Chenango Co. NY] yesterday morning of consumption, Mrs. Edith Ann Pellet wife of the Editor of this paper, aged 31 years.
Bainbridge Republican, Bainbridge, NY, January 9, 1879
Marriage
BLOW - MERITHEW: At the residence of the bride's parents near Rockdale [Chenango Co. NY ] Jan. 5, 1879, by Rev. H.G. Harned, Mr. B.R. Blow of Rockdale, Chenango Co. N.Y. and Miss Erine G. Merithew.
Deaths
Jan 3d, 1879, Lena May [Spencer] daughter of Mr. W.P. and Mrs. Theresa A. Spencer of Unadilla [Otsego Co. NY], near Rockdale N.Y. [Chenango Co.] aged 13 years 8 months and 23 days.
Sidney Plains Delaware Co. NY: The remains of Mrs. Shippard who died at Walton [Delaware Co. NY] some forty years ago, are to be removed and interred by the side of her husband in the old cemetery at this village.
Death in the Jail. A prisoner by the name of Edward Robinson in jail from Stamford [Delaware Co. NY] for intoxication, died on Sunday from an overdose of opium. An inquest on Monday revealed the fact, and a verdict was rendered accordingly. He was buried in the County House grounds.
Ex Judge Ransom Balcom died at Binghamton [Broome Co. NY] on Monday night, shortly before eleven o'clock. Judge Balcom was a native of this county [Chenango Co. NY] and has been a very able and popular Judge. The funeral, for which the day has not been appointed, will take place at Oxford [Chenango Co. NY].
News Items
Mr. George Kirk an old resident and at one time a distinguished pilot on the Delaware River in running lumber, is now in the 81st year of his age and though greatly suffering from the "Bright" disease, his mind remains comparatively clear and active. It is with much pleasure that he recalls events of over half a century ago when, in the prime of life he was a man with a strong and well-built muscular frame, amounting almost to a model of perfection and which gave him a remarkable constitution. He commenced running the river when only 15 years old and continued in that business for over fifty years, and he is now one of the remaining few which constitutes the old landmarks of industry and through retired from active life, still feels a great anxiety for those things which he believes to be the most conducive to the best interest of the people.
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Afton, Jan. 8, 1879, Mr. Editor - As you were pleased to note the anniversary of our fiftieth year of married life, I will give you a few incidents of my early recollections.
At the time of the war of 1812, my father was living in Warrensburg, Warren County, N.Y. Near the close of the war, early one morning an aged man called upon my father and in much apparent agitation informed him that there were Indian spies upon what was then called Bishop's Mountain, an eminence from the top of which an extensive view of the surrounding country could be distinctly taken for many miles. He had discovered a fire on the opposite side of the mountain and venturing near saw about a dozen Indians preparing their breakfast. being much alarmed he came over the river to see what measures could be taken to protect, if possible, the inhabitants from those unwelcome invaders. My father took his telescope and by its aid we could bring them so near as to see that they were indeed savages. At that time my father owned mills and drew lumber to Ft. Edward, consequently kept several horses. They were soon saddled and mounted by boys with instructions to ride in different directions and drop written lines at every house, requiring every man to repair to our place as soon as dark to protect the bridges that spanned the river, and also, if possible, to protect the people along the river and at the village at Lake George. It was a busy time at our house that day. The old-fashioned bread tray that would hold a bushel of flour was brought to hand and the large brick oven heated and re-heated until a sufficient quantity of bread, pies, cake, meat and buns, were prepared to feed a hungry multitude. Each had their separate duties to perform. My little brother and myself were furnished from our store with bullet moles, ladles and bars of lead, and we sat upon the hearth before the arch and made bullets until we had a supply large enough, we children thought, to furnish an army. At dusk the men began to gather, and we soon had quite a respectable sized army. In the morning of the next day they proceeded to the mountain, shot at them, but they fled through a large swamp at the base. Our men preferred to shun the swamp as it was a dense wilderness for miles and returned home without even capturing an Indian.
Soon after this, Judge Bishop and my father organized a Silver Gray company, as they were in the service, and I think for a while the old men trained almost every day.
Those familiar with the condition of our country at that time will remember that crockery was very scarce and as those old men became wearied with marching and exercise, got thirsty, and it was amusing to us children to hear them smack their lips as they sipped the delicious beverage over those broad brimmed vessels which were usually kept on the upper shelves at the store.
Mahala Hoffman, now Parsons.