Obituaries (January 28)

Gladys (Tilyou) Krum

Afton Enterprise, May 16, 1933

On Monday evening, My 15, 1933, occurred the death of Mrs. Gladys Krum, aged 32 years, wife of Garry Krum, well known in Afton [Chenango Co., NY], at her home on Caswell Street, following a brief illness.  Mrs. Krum was the daughter of Mr. and Mrs. H.H. Tilyou of this place, and besides her parents and husband, she is survived by two sons by a former marriage, Spurgeon and Lloyd Shillabeer, one sister, Mrs. Vern Wiley of Binghamton, two nieces and two nephews.  The funeral was held his Thursday afternoon from the Baptist church of Afton at 2 o'clock, Rev. L.D. Huxtable, officiating, with burial in the Masonville Cemetery [Delaware Co., NY].  Funeral arrangements were by Colwell Brothers.

 

Edward Eugene Jones

Afton Enterprise, May 16, 1933

Edward Eugene Jones, 72, former resident of Binghamton [Broome Co., NY], died at the home of Charles C. Harris on Algerine Street, Afton, Saturday afternoon, May 13, where he had been residing for the past year.  Death was due to heart disease.  The deceased is survived by one daughter, Miss Mina Jones of Brooklyn; by two brothers, Lewis and Clarence Jones of Philadelphia; and by one sister, Mrs. Mildred Tyrell, of Binghamton.  The funeral was held at 2 o'clock, Wednesday afternoon, at Tabor's Funeral Parlor, the Rev. Clifford E. Webb of the Afton Presbyterian church, officiating.  burial was made in Glenwood Cemetery [Afton, Chenango Co., NY].

 

James LeSuer

Afton Enterprise, May 16, 1933

James LeSuer, a life-long resident of Afton [Chenango Co., NY], passed away Sunday night, May 7th, 1933, at the home of his sister, Mrs. B.F. Davis, at the age of 61 years.  He had been in ill health for the past year and, during the last few weeks, failed very rapidly.  The funeral was held Wednesday, May 19th, at the Colwell Bros. Funeral Chapel Bainbridge, Rev. Orvis, pastor of the Bainbridge Presbyterian church, officiating.  Burial was made in the East side Cemetery at Afton.  He is survived by two sisters and several nieces and nephews.

 

Rufus King Teller

Sidney Enterprise, May 18, 1933

Rufus King Teller, a successful business man of Unadilla [Otsego Co., NY], passed away at his home early Tuesday morning, his death being caused by complications and the infirmities of age.  He was born in Davenport [Delaware Co., NY], September 16, 1847 and was the son of Mr. and Mrs. Jacob Teller.  The year following his birth, his parents moved to Unadilla and almost his entire life was spent in this village.  He has had interest in several business concerns in the village, latterly in the coal business.  He was prominent in the activities of the Presbyterian church and in G.L. Halsey lodge, I.O.O.F.  Mr. Teller is survived by his widow and a son and two daughters of a former marriage: S.J. Teller of West Hartford, Conn., Mrs. Lillian Snodgrass of Rochester and Miss [Lois] Teller of Washington D.C., two granddaughters Evelyn and [Ida] Snodgrass of Rochester and a grandson, Henry Teller of West Hartford, Conn.  The funeral will be held from his late home Friday afternoon at 2:30 o'clock Rev. John T. Lyon pastor of the Federated church, officiating.  The burial will be made in Evergreen Hill cemetery [Unadilla, NY].

 

Death Notices

Chenango Union, November 18, 1875

 

WILCOX:  In Norwich [Chenango Co., NY], Nov. 15, 1875, Josephine [Wilcox] daughter of the late Wm. W. and Alta Wilcox, aged 26 years.

 

VANDERLYN:  in Oxford [Chenango Co., NY], Nov. 8, Mr. Gerardus VanDerLyn, aged 88 years.

 

WEBB:  In Greene [Chenango Co., NY], Nov. 6, Mary Jane [Webb], wife of Geo. W. Webb, aged 33 years.

 

WRIGHT:  In Greene [Chenango Co., NY], Nov. 3, Mr. Orrin Wright, aged 65 years.

 

HENRY:  In Smithville Flats [Chenango Co., NY], Nov. 3, 1875, Mary [Henry], wife of Wm. Henry, aged 65 years.

 

ALLEN:  In Afton [Chenango Co., NY], Nov. 8, 1875 Burr M. [Allen], son of B.G. and H.E. Allen, aged 15 years.

 

 

 

Obituaries (January 27)

Charles Benjamin Smith

Chenango Telegraph, Greene, NY, May 3, 1871

Our citizens were pained to learn on Friday last of the death of Charles Benjamin Smith, Esq. of Omaha, Nebraska, and a native, and for many years a resident of our village [Greene, Chenango Co., NY].  His death occurred suddenly of apoplexy, on Tuesday morning last (April 25th) at Washington D.C. whither he had gone upon business.  He retired on Sunday evening in usual health.  On Monday morning his room companion spoke to him and awoke him from sleep.  Mr. Smith responded smilingly to the summons, and his companion left him.  In a short time he returned and found Mr. S. in a semi-conscious state, and to all appearances laboring from apoplexy or congestion.  Medical assistance was at once called, but he was past help and died on Tuesday morning.  His wife was telegraphed on Monday and reached Washington Thursday when she left with the body of her husband for the village where he was buried in the family yard in our village burying ground.

Mr. Smith was the fourth child and second son of Judge Elisha Smith, the late Col. Elisha B. Smith, being his older brother.  He spent his boyhood, youth and early manhood in our midst; having been engaged for several years in mercantile and other business pursuits in our village.  Something like twenty years ago he moved to the west and has lived for the last seventeen years in Omaha.  During the war he held several confidential positions in the Quarter Master's Department and did good service therein.  He was a gentleman of excellent acquirements, good business and social habits, and was highly esteemed by all who knew him.  His remains were expected on Monday evening.  He was in his 51st year.

James Hawkins

Afton Enterprise, November 26, 1886

Our usual quiet community was thrown into a fever of excitement, last Thursday evening, by the report that Mr. James Hawkins, an honored and respected citizen of this place, had been drowned in the Susquehanna river at Wells' Bridge, a small station of the Albany and Susquehanna railroad. The report, which proved only too true, spread like fire throughout our village, and many were the exclamations of sorrow and regret on hearing this sad news.

Mr. Hawkins, who was a mason by trade, was engaged in working on the piers of a new bridge about to be erected over the river at Wells' Bridge.  He was mending on a scaffold about ten [feet] above the water, and having just finished his work, he told a fellow workman that he was going up on the ground.  Hearing a noise a moment later, the gentleman to whom Mr. Hawkins had just been talking, turned his head, and was horrified to see Mr. Hawkins jump into the river.  It is supposed that in ascending from the scaffold where he was at work he lost his balance, and seeing that he was about to fall, turned and jumped into the river, thinking that he could easily reach the shore, he being an excellent swimmer.  Owing to the hard rain of the preceding days, the river was very high, and burdened by his heavy clothes, he could make just little headway towards the shore.  He was rapidly being carried downstream, while his companions were doing all they could to render him assistance.  By a great effort the unfortunate man came within about twenty feet of the shore and a pole was pushed out into the stream for him to catch hold of.  He was nearly exhausted, but with a desperate struggle he tried to reach the pole but failed, and being completely overcome by his hard battle for life and chilled by the cold water, poor James Hawkins was obliged to yield to the inevitable and sank back into a watery grave.  Searching parties were immediately organized, but on account of the high water, their efforts have been without success.  A party from this place, composed of Stephen Jennings, Chas. Hawkins, N.M. Cook, John Hoyt and Elvil Fairchilds, left Monday for the scene of the accident, and everything will be done to recover the body.

Mr. Hawkins was one of our best citizens; quiet, unobtrusive, never meddling with the affairs of others, he has won the confidence and respect of all.  His sudden demise, together with the terrible manner in which he came to his death, has cast a gloom over the entire community.  Deceased leaves a wife, who is nearly distracted with grief, besides a large circle of relatives and friends to mourn his loss, which will be deeply felt.  His age was 46 years.

Body Recovered
Sidney Record, May 5, 1887

After lying five months and twelve days in the Susquehanna river, the body of Mr. James Hawkins was discovered last Sunday, about half a mile above Sidney, in a bennekill, or offshoot of the river, which runs thro' the Artles property.

While boating last Sunday noon, three of H.B. Daniels' boys happened up in that neighborhood, when Lee Daniels saw a pair of heavy boots sticking out of the water.  Approaching closer, they could see the outlines of a man's body in the water.  The boys very sensibly decided to leave it alone, and quickly rowed back home to report to their father.  Mr. Daniels notified Leroy Smith and the two proceeded to the scene.  They lifted the body into the boat, and landed it on Otsego bank of the river, a few rods above the toll bridge. The body was cleaned, and was found to be in a fair state of preservation, considering the length of time it had been drifting about.  Mr. Burrell, who works under Foreman Wood in the O.&W. yard, recognized the dead man's features as being those of James Hawkins.  Burrell was working on the new bridge at Well's Bridge at the time Hawkins fell into the water.  But aside from this, everything indicated that the long lost body had been found. The heavy boots, his overalls, letters in his pocket addressed to him, a plan of the pier on which he was working at the time of his death, his home-made red flannel shirt and stockings, left no room for doubt that the remains were those of James Hawkins, who was drowned near Well's Bridge on the 18th day of last November.

Word was sent to the Coroner in Oneonta, to justices Sweet and Jennings of Unadilla, and to Mrs. Hawkins in Afton.  Mrs. Hawkins, accompanied by her two brothers-in-law Charles and John Hawkins, other relatives and friends, reached Sidney on No. 2, Monday morning and iimmediately proceeded to the river bank.  They promptly identified the remains.  The most conclusive proof, however, was established by Charles and John Hawkins, brothers of the deceased.  Charles stated that 30 years ago, while chopping wood, James cut a deep gash just below his ankle, on the inside of his right foot. They said that if the scar was visible on the body, the last vestige of doubt would be removed from their minds. The scar was there and plainly visible.

Justice Jennings, of Unadilla, also appeared on the scene as Coroner, but wisely decided not to hold any inquest, deeming that under the circumstances it was wholly unnecessary. The remains were then placed in care of Undertaker Winsor. The body was tidily dressed and put in a casket, and a team took it to Afton, where the funeral, with appropriate ceremonies, was held Monday afternoon.

Mrs. Hawkins earnestly desired to see the remains of her unfortunate husband, but her kinsmen urged her to change her purpose, and their wiser counsels prevailed.  The family are deeply grateful for the kindness and attention shown by the people of Sidney, and return their deepest thanks for the same.  Another touching circumstance occurred which illustrates the general public sympathy for the afflicted family. When the two brothers went to Funeral Direction Winsor to pay the funeral expenses, they were surprised to learn that everything was paid for and that there was no bill there against them or any of the family.  It seems that Messrs. Pratt & Lockwood, the contractors for whom Mr. Hawkins was working at the time of his death, had called and generously paid the bill.  It was an act of noble charity.

Afton Enterprise, May 6, 1887

It will be remembered by the readers of the Enterprise, and by all residents throughout this section, that Mr. James Hawkins, of Afton [Chenango Co., NY] was drowned by falling from a bridge at Wells' Bridge, upon which he was at work, on the eighteenth day of November last.  Although diligent search was made at that time, the body was not found, probably owing to the swollen condition of the river when the accident occurred.

As time passed on and no report was heard of the finding of the body, it was generally believed that it would never be found; that the river would never give up its dead.  Last Sunday afternoon, however, report reached this village that the body of a man, answering the description given of Mr. Hawkins had been found in the river at Sidney [Delaware Co., NY].  Believing that the body might possibly be that of our unfortunate fellow townsmen, Mr. Z. Tarble, of this village, drove to Sidney, and after examining the clothing, papers, etc., concluded that it was Mr. Hawkins. As nothing could be done that day, further investigations were postponed until the following morning, at which time Mr. Z. Tarble, J.W. and Chas. Hawkins, the last two named brothers of the deceased, and Messrs. Pratt and Lockwood, the bridge contractors, accompanied by an Enterprise scribe, visited Sidney.

The party was met at the depot by Coroner Church, of Oneonta, who had been notified, and at once repaired to the place where the body was lying, and upon inquiry the following facts were learned:  Sunday morning between 11 and 12 o'clock as Leon J. Daniels, a young man living just above the village of Sidney in the town of Unadilla, was out rowing on the river, he saw a pair of boots sticking out of the water near the shore, and going nearer discovered the body of a man.  Obtaining help the body was taken from the river on the Otsego side, and afterwards removed to a point just above the toll bridge at Sidney.  The town authorities were notified, the clothing was removed and the body placed in a boat filled with water, to await identification.  It was impossible to recognize the body by the face as the mustache and part of the hair on the head had been washed out, besides being terribly jammed.  The clothing was recognized as that worn by Mr. Hawkins at the time he was drowned.  By papers found in the pockets and by a scar on the inside of his right foot, the body was identified as that of James Hawkins beyond a shadow of a doubt.

A casket was obtained and the remains placed therein and brought to Afton, and deposited in Glenwood cemetery.  The body had been in the water for about five and one-half months, and was in a remarkably good state of preservation.  It had floated nearly nine and one-half miles down the river.  It was supposed that Mr. Hawkins had about $10 or $15  in money on his person when he was drowned, but only one cent was found.  His account book was also missing, and the money and book were probably lost in the river.

After considering the circumstances connected with the case, Coroner church very wisely concluded that it was not necessary to hold an inquest.  Thus the second scene in this sad affair is ended.  It has recalled the heartfelt sorrow that prevailed in our community last November, and has brought to mind again the terrible manner by which an honored and respected citizen came to his death.

Death Notices

The Freeman's Journal, Cooperstown, NY, February 23, 1850

Died in Maryland, Otsego Co., Jan. 4, after a severe illness which was borne with exemplary patience,  Miss Cynthia [Chamberlain], daughter of Claudine Chamberlain, aged 24 years.  The deceased in early life became a subject of redeeming grace, and died in hope of a glorious immortality beyond the grave.

Madison County Whig, September 25, 1850

Died of Consumption in this village [Cazenovia, Madison Co., NY], on the 7th inst., at the residence of H. VanDrieson, Miss Gertrude VanSyke, aged 27.

Died in this village [Cazenovia, Madison Co., NY] on the 17th inst., Hon. Justin Dwinelle, aged 65 years.  Locating in this place in 1811, he has ever since been identified with the interest of our community.  Few men have enjoyed a larger share of public confidence.  Possessed of quiet and unobtrusive manners, of superior intelligence of mind, of the most uncompromising integrity and of great purity of character, he has ever retained the highest respect and unqualified friendship of all who knew him. Expressing himself even in the hour of his departure, as relying alone upon the merits of the Savior for salvation, he has gone to the land where the "weary are at rest."

John C. Stoughton of the 114th NY Infantry- 1863

Corporal John G. Stoughton

Chenango American, Greene, NY, July 23, 1863

Letter from the 114th Regiment

Before Port Hudson, LA, Monday, June 29, 1868

....You have e'er this reaches you, received a list of the killed, wounded and missing, through official sources, and I will not undertake to furnish names.  I will speak of only one of the members of Co. E, Corporal John Stoughton who has been missing since the fight of Sunday, and who, it is feared, fell upon that fatal field.  The last seen of him, he was loading and firing from the cover of a stump and probably fell at that point; though no trace of him has been found.  He is missed from the ranks of his company, where he was very much esteemed. When our people removed the dead from the field, the features of the fallen had so changed, and the stench was so intolerable, that a search could not be made with any success, and they were buried will all that their pockets contained that would help recognize them.

Letter From the 114th Regiment

Chenango American, Greene, NY, July 30, 1863

We are glad to learn that John G. Stoughton was not killed in the battle at Port Hudson on the 14th ult., as we noticed last week.  He was taken a prisoner.  We are permitted to publish the following letter from him.

Donaldsonville, La., July 11, 1863

Dear Sister:  I received yours of May 3d, while encamped in the woods near Port Hudson and begin to think it about time to answer it.  You will excuse me this time I guess, when you hear what tedious times I have had for the last three weeks.

We were called up about one o'clock on the morning of June 14th, and marched around to the left.  Just as we got there the fight commenced.  The 4th Wis., 28th Conn., and 91st N.Y., deployed as skirmishers and charged on the fort.  Payne's Brigade and our Brigade were to support them, but it was an awful place to charge, logs, ravines, pitfalls slightly covered with brush, and the steady and terrible storm of bullets and buckshot made it slow work, and by the time the 114th charged up the slope, the ground was covered with the dead and wounded.  Col. Smith was mortally wounded, Capt. Tucker killed, and when Lieut. Searles, (being in command of the Regiment) rallied us for the last charge I thought the chances rather against me, but determined to reach the parapet of the fort unless ordered to halt by a bullet.  Of all that started I believe I was the only one that jumped into the moat unhurt; but as it appeared I jumped out of the frying pan into the fire, for the works were so constructed that the rebels could rake the moat form several directions.  After jumping into the moat I was completely at the mercy of the enemy as they could put bullets at me from several directions.  I ran up into a corner where I thought to be tolerably safe, and calculated to wait until a sufficient force came on, and then charge over the parapet with them, but they did not appear.  Here I found a dozen men and a Lieut, who being badly wounded and at the mercy of forty rebels, had surrendered.  They ordered me to sit down and keep still or they would all be shot.  I thought under the circumstances "discretion the better part of valor," and therefore laid down and went to sleep.  About 11 A.M. our forces had withdrawn and the Rebels leveled a sufficient number of rifles at our heads and bade us walk in, which we did with the best possible grace.  After relieving us (about forty) of our extra side arms and accoutrements, they marched us up to the Provost Marshals Office, took our descriptive list and marched into a six sided enclosure built of spiles some twenty feet high.  Here we found about thirty prisoners taken previous to this fight.  They welcomed us very cordially and gave us corn to eat, that being all the provision present at the time.  We were reinforced in the course of the day by ten or twelve more, but there was not a man from the 114th in the whole crowd except your humble servant, and therefore I had the responsibility of representing that glorious regiment, and of course I did it to the best of my ability.

After a few days they took us uptown near the headquarters of Gen. Gardner, and put us in a room not a quarter large enough; the windows were barred up sufficient to keep out the fresh air, and we had nothing to lie upon but the bare brick floor.  If it had not been for our faith in Banks and our spunk, the time would have passed rather slowly. As there was nothing to sit upon, the officers in charge of us very considerately gave us permission to get a couple of benches from the church, and I made up my bed after that on one of them.  Being destitute of dishes, having left my things in camp, I had to borrow of the more fortunate.  After a while I bought a plate, made a wooden spoon, and happening to have some Confederate treasury notes, I bought a rebel blanket, price $5, and then considered myself fixed.  We were divided into 4 squads of 21 each and a cook appointed from each.  They were allowed to go out doors under guard to cook.  Our regular rations now consisted of sour meal made into what we called mush, or hasty pudding, and molasses for breakfast, beans or stock peas (I believe they are raised only for mules and cattle) and a little salt junk for dinner and mush for supper.  We also made corn coffee and parched corn whenever the commissary would condescend to give us any corn to parch.  You may think this rather light rations, but we had no exercise at all and we kept our health to a man, but came out looking not quite so dark colored as when we were marching up and down the Teche last spring.

After a few days, the rations began to decrease, and from 28 pounds of meal a day we were reduced to 15, and the beef disappeared altogether.  We expected Gen. Banks in on the 4th, sure, but were disappointed; but we knew they could not hold out much longer. The rebel officers offered to parole us, but we concluded we would stay with them and help them eat their scanty fodder. The sick, wounded and missing now averaged 100 per day, the beef and bacon had failed, and the news of the capture of Vicksburg, all combined, induced Gen. Gardner on the 8th to send out a flag of truce and negotiate a surrender.

We were set at liberty at 5 A.M., July 9th, and I immediately found myself on one of the transports that had come down from their anchorage a few miles above, putting down the beef steak, cold ham, bread, coffee, etc., at a rate not to be beat in this department.  After satisfying the terrible cravings of my stomach, I with considerable difficulty got up the bluff to witness the surrender of 4,000 rebels and then began to look for Weitzel's old brigade and the 114th, which I soon found.  Many were the exclamations of surprise at seeing me alive as I afterwards found the report had been circulated that I was dead and buried.  I found all the boys in our company alive, but some 10 wounded.

At 5 P.M. Weitzel's division, consisting of our brigade and 4 others, embarked on steamers and landed here yesterday morning at 8 o'clock.  Gen Taylor, taking advantage of the absence of our troops had got reinforcements and captured Brashear City (knapsacks and all) and the country from there up beyond Lafourche, and tried to take the fort at this place but was repulsed by the brave little garrison consisting of only 2 companies and a few convalescents of the 26th Maine.  The rebels are only a few miles down the Bayou, said to be fortifying.  I don't anticipate much of a fight, but think Warner, will bag the whole of them.  We will probably go down to Thibodaux and Brashear and retake those places.

Since landing here we have pitched into the green corn, tomatoes and other vegetables at a rate that would probably astonish the natives if there were any around. We are having jolly good times now, and I think fasting 3 or 4 weeks has done me good.  My appetite is rather hard to satisfy, but I shall get down onto my feed after a while, I think we are having nice cool weather now, and are enjoying life hugely.

I almost forgot to say the rebels killed a few mules to eat for a few days before the surrender, and of course I ate a little, just to be in fashion.  It was first rate, a great deal better than poor Texas beef.

Well, I am getting short of paper and must close.  Give my respects to all inquiring friends.  Hoping the downfall of Vicksburg and Port Hudson will have a crushing effect on this miserable war,  I remain your affectionate brother.  John C. Stoughton

Obituary

Chenango American, Greene, NY, December 31, 1871

John C. Stoughton, a well known and respected citizen of this village [Greene, Chenango Co., NY], died at his mother's residence on Thursday night of last week, after a short illness of one week.  He had been engaged in the carpenter business, and about ten days previous to his death had worked in the rain, assisting to raise the frame of a house.  It was there that he probably contracted pneumonia, the disease that ended his earthly career.  It is said that he was rather presumptuous in not calling a physician until two days after being confined to his bed, thinking, no doubt, that he had only a hard cold, thus allowing this insidious disease to fasten firmly its death dealing power upon his lungs, baffling the skill of his physician and the care of gentle nursing.  Mr. Stoughton was a quiet, unassuming man, and an honorable, upright citizen.  He left this world with the friendship of many, and the enmity of none.

Mr. Stoughton was a veteran of the late war, and as a defender of the Union his manhood and patriotism shone out in their brightest luster.  As a soldier he was one who deserved more than he received.  He was faithful and true, and his bravery was beyond question.  He was not one of those who sing their own praises, but he was always to be found at the post of duty.  Whether that duty required him to face the pitiless storms of winter, or the shock of battle, it was bravely and uncomplainingly performed, and that he came out of the fiery ordeal with a noble record and a clear conscious is much to his credit.  In Pellet's history of the 114th Regiment, to which our friend belonged, we find a short sketch of his career during those dark days which we deem worthy of publication, as follows:

"John C. Stoughton was born in Greene, N.Y., December 26, 1840.  His parents were John and Mary Stoughton. At an early age he had acquired a fair education, and later, became a mechanic.  When Company E was organized, he aided in recruiting its ranks and was appointed a Corporal.  He soon advanced to the position of Sergeant, and at the first vacancy thereafter, appointed Orderly, or Frist Sergeant.  On the 27th of March, 1865, he was mustered as First Lieutenant.  Lieutenant Stoughton was always a good soldier. At the fatal charge at Port Hudson, on the 14th of June, 1863, he was one of the few who went over the rebel works, and fell into Confederate hands. The only ration issued to him for some days was four ears of corn per day, as an allowance for 24 hours.  He afterwards was supplied with mule meat, which he still protests was "first-rate eating," for the kind.  The Confederates offered him a release on parole, but he declined saying "the rest of the Yankees will be here in a few days.  His prediction was verified, and on the 9th of July, he was privileged to rejoin his company, when he learned, to his surprise, that he had been dead and buried for three weeks.  Such was the report that had found credence.  Again, at Cedar Creek, Virginia, he was captured while engaged in "picking off" rebels, but escaped by aid of the deception of a rebel hat and blanket, and rejoined his company the day following.  Lieutenant Stoughton was in every engagement of his regiment, and his military history is replete with adventure and his record an honorable one."

Of his immediate family, a wife, son and daughter survive him.  With their deep sorrow at the loss of the loved one, how crushing must this blow fall upon the venerable head of his mother--a mother who leaned her rich love upon an only son.  But the taps have sounded and he has gone to joint he great army above, and is now in the presence of the Grand Commander whose banners are emblazoned with immortality.

The funeral took place at the old homestead on Jackson street, Sunday afternoon at 2:30 o'clock, Rev. Alex H. Rogers officiating; burial at Sylvan Lawn. A large number of citizens were present, as well as large delegation from Banks Post G.A.R., and Ocean Engine co. organizations of which the deceased had long been a member, testifying their respect for the heroic life of the dead.

Obituaries (January 24)

Justin Dwinelle

Madison County Whig, September 25, 1850

Died, on Tuesday the 17th inst. Justin Dwinelle, aged 65, after a prolonged and painful illness.  Judge Dwinelle was born in Shaftsbury, Vermont; graduated at Yale College 1808, and shortly after located in this place [Cazenovia, Madison Co., NY], and for a period of more than 40 years occupied a large space in the community in which he lived, and became intimately identified with the legal business and political history of the town and county in which he moved.  By the legal profession he was esteemed a most worthy member, and had the respect and kindly feelings of all with whom he mingled. At different periods of his long and useful life, he filled in turn the honorable stations of District Attorney, First judge of the county, member of assembly and member of the House of Representatives in Congress; and in whatever station he occupied discharged its various and arduous duties with a distinguished ability and honesty of purpose seldom surpassed.  In private life had few superiors. As a husband and father, he was kind, affectionate and indulgent.  As a neighbor, obliging, confiding and faithful; and in the discharge of all the varied duties of life, for honesty and integrity of purpose, above reproach.  For a few of the last years of his life disease had so preyed upon his constitution that he was withdrawn from active duties and confined to the circle of his family and friends.  His demise tho not unlooked for, has cast a gloom over the county in which he lived, and caused a void not soon to be filled.  We mourn his loss, yet not as one without hoe.

 

Elihu Phinney

Freeman's Journal, January 30, 1863

Death of Elihu Phinney.  Another of the aged men of Cooperstown [Otsego Co., NY], whose family name has been identified with this place from its early settlement, has passed away.  Mr. Phinney was born at Canaan, Columbia co., N.Y., July 1, 1785.  He was therefore in his 78th year.  He was first taken ill on the 25th of November, and after having partially rallied from a severe attack, took finally to his bed on the 9th of December; from that time until his death--which seems to have resulted chiefly from pulmonary disease--he was unable to sit up, and remained in a comparatively helpless state.  On Monday morning last (after having passed three unusually comfortable days) he experience a sudden change, being seized with violent pain and laborious breathing, which continued with slight intermission during the day terminating his life at 11 o'clock in the evening.  His last moments were calm and peaceful, and his mental faculties unimpaired. 

 

Judge Phinney, father of the deceased, came to this county in the winter of 1795, bringing his family with him. As he stated in his own paper, "he penetrated a wilderness, and broke a track through a deep snow, with six teams."  He established a book store and printing office, and was the pioneer Editor and Publisher of the country west of Albany--a man of sound judgment and sparkling wit.  He was succeeded in business by his sons Henry and Elihu, and after the death of the father in 1850, the book store was continued by Elihu--he retaining an interest in the business until his death.  He was better known to a large number of our readers, and especially to the old residents, than to the writer of this brief obituary.  He was a man of great industry and untiring energy, as the fruits of which he left a handsome estate to his heirs.

 

Lucia Williams

Afton Enterprise, March 30, 1905

Mrs. Lucia Williams, the wife of Andrew Williams, died at her home in the town of Afton [Chenango Co., NY], March 17, 1905.  She was born August 8, 1831.  The loss of our dear sister is deeply felt in this place, but we hear from the lips of her many friends the same beautiful words, "God has taken His own to Himself."  She has gone home.  She now lives in one of those beautiful homes our Saviour went to prepare for us.  The longing of her soul is now satisfied.  Its ideal realized. Today she dwells among kindred spirits, loving and beloved.  She is now in the midst of all things lovely. The life of our dear sister was more than praiseworthy.  She was so patient and so kind.  Her life, her soul were so full of Jesus.  Her bible was her chart.  She followed that chart until she dropped the anchor in the beautiful harbor of heaven.  What a beautiful life she lived, what a beautiful death she died.  How worthy of imitation.  Her children who were so faithful, so kind and true to mother, will at their death know where to find her, for mother is in heaven.  Father and mother will now be joined in their home above.  Mr. Williams died some five years ago, both are buried in Glenwood cemetery, Afton, N.Y. They leave six children:  Mrs. Horatio French, north Sanford, N.Y.; John Williams, Sanford, N.Y.; Mrs. Fannie Yaple, Afton, N.Y.; Almond Williams, Afton, N.Y.; Floyd Williams, North Sanford, N.Y.; Mrs. William Cole, Oswego, N.Y. The funeral services were held at the home.  Rev. Frank A. Matteson, pastor of the north Sanford M.E. church officiated.  F.A.M.

 

Death Notices

Freeman's Journal, July 9, 1852

 

At Laurens [Otsego Co. N.Y.], on the 4th July Hiram H. Keyes, son of Harvey and Margaret Keyes, aged 12 years, 9 months and 25 days.

 

At Oneonta [Otsego Co., NY], June 22d, Roe McDonald, aged 25 years.  He was a young man of good promise, possessing many estimable qualities.

 

 

 

 

 

Obituaries (January 17)

Jennie Jones

Freeman's Journal, Cooperstown, NY, July 31, 1868

In New Lisbon, July 19, of diphtheria, little Jennie [Jones], only child of James and Abagail Jones, aged 5 years.  Beautiful in person, confiding and affectionate in disposition, she seemed too good and pure for earth. She lingered here long enough to become the light of the household, and gather to herself the affections of many friends and kindred. The childless parents sadly mourn their loss, "But not as those without hope."  "For of such is the kingdom of heaven."   A.G.

 

Annis Shute

Freeman's Journal, Cooperstown, NY, January 30, 1863

Mrs. Annis Shute, wife of A. Shute, Esq. of Milford [Otsego Co., NY], departed this life Dec. 7th, 1862, after a short but severe illness, aged 73 years.  For 40 years a member of the Church of Christ, she steadfastly maintained her Christian integrity before the church and the world. The blow falls as heavily as unexpectedly upon a confiding companion and endeared children, but they have her whole life to cheer them in their bereavement, as it points to her unswerving confidence and faith in Christ. She loved and studied her Bible. The spiritual hymns of Zion were a source of comfort and religious instruction to her and afford an additional view of her interior life, telling the heart work that under God was maturing within.  Being an old resident of the town, and one of the pioneer members of the church, a deep feeling manifested itself in her decease, and a multitude attended her remains to their burial. Surely, the memory of the righteous as a savor of good.

 

Dr. Aborn Thornton Bigelow

Freeman's Journal, Cooperstown, NY, July 31, 1868

In compliance with a resolution of the last meeting of this Society, I proposed to present a very brief sketch of the life and character of the late Aborn Thornton Bigelow.  To those advanced in life the departure of one with whom they have been long associated is peculiarly mournful.  It is Surrendering one more of the ties that bind us to the things of earth, already rendered few by the relentless march of Time. Although it may be painful, it also may be profitable to us who still remain.  By admonishing us that we too must soon depart, and live only in the memories of a few surviving friends.

 

Toward the close of the last century, Dr. Uriah Bigelow removed from Massachusetts and located in the town of Worcester, in the valley of Schenevus while that section of the country was comparatively a wilderness.  He was a practitioner of the Old School, a man of sound judgment, inflexible integrity and great perseverance.  He cleared up a farm, and raised a large family, who have done honor to his memory. The oldest of three sons, the late Uriah G. Bigelow, entered the Profession and succeeded his father in practice, when age and infirmity compelled him to relinquish it.  the second son was a farmer, and lived and died on the old homestead. The third son, the subject of this sketch, was born in 1802.  He labored on the farm during his minority, with no advantages of education beyond what the dominion schools of that day afforded. After he attained his majority he entered the office of his brother as a student of medicine, attended a course of lectures at Pittsfield, and, if I am rightly informed, was licensed by the State Censors in 1827.  The same year he commenced practice in the town of Colesville, in Broome county.  In 1828 he married a Miss Pennfield, of Harpersfield.  In 1839 on the death of his brother, Dr. U.G. Bigelow, he returned to his native place and resumed practice as the successor of his father and brother.  Not long after this he buried his wife, who left two daughters.  in 1850 he married a Miss Huntington, of Middlefield Centre. The fruit of this marriage was two daughters and one son, who still survive.

 

Some ten years since, he gave up practice, removed to Middlefield Centre, and engaged in mercantile business; but not being pleased with the change, after two or three years trial, he returned to Worcester and resumed the practice of his profession, which he continued until about a year before his death, when, his hearing having become considerably impaired, infirmities incident to his time of life, induced him to relinquish practice altogether.  In 1863 he spent several months in the army in the employ of the Christian commission.   After retiring from the active duties of the Profession he purchased some mill property formerly owned by his father.  While making some repairs and improvements on this property, he took a severe cold which resulted in Pneumonia, which for the first week promised a favorable termination, when symptoms of Meningitis supervened, and proved fatal February 8th, 1867.

 

Few men have more fully realized the confidence and respect of the community in which they resided than the subject of this sketch.  In all the rivalries of business--through the excitement of political contests--he commanded the respect of those with whom he found himself obliged to differ.  He was emphatically a man of peace, a wise and prudent councilor; never compromising the right for the cause of expediency; with a mind solid rather than brilliant; capable, but never seeking office; a pillar in the church of which he was long an official member; kind and sympathizing toward the afflicted; generous and liberal as far as his means would allow in every good work.  He has passed away and left a void in his household, in the church and in society which is felt by all and not easily filled.

 

Death Notices

Freeman's Journal, Cooperstown, NY, July 31, 1868

 

In Otsego [Otsego Co., NY], on the 23d instant, Daphne [Jarvis], relict of Wm. C. Jarvis, deceased, in the 75th year of her age.

 

Freeman's Journal, Cooperstown, NY January 30, 1863

 

In this village [Cooperstown, Otsego Co., NY], on the 26th instant, Elyhu Phinney, aged 77 years, 6 months and 26 days.  Funeral at 4 P.M. Thursday, from his late residence.

 

In Byron, Genesee County, N.Y., Jan. 18, Caroline [Farrington], wife of Philetus Farrington, and daughter of Levi Grey, of Springfield, Otsego county, aged 43 yrs.  She has gone home to rest.

 

In Canajoharie [Montgomery Co., NY], of scarlet fever, Jan. 10, Kittie May [Gilchrist], daughter of Andrew Gilchrist, aged 4 years 6 months and 10 days.

 

At Westville [Franklin Co., NY], Jan. 20, Mrs. Mercy M. [Newton], wife of E.A. Newton, in the 52d year of her age.  For twenty years she has suffered from inflammatory rheumatism, until for eight years last, she has not been able to walk or help herself, but she suffered with Christian resignation.  The family, the church, and the community feel her loss very keenly.

 

In Otsego [Otsego Co., NY], Jan. 25th, of diphtheria, Mary Jane [Freeman], only daughter of Oliver and Mary Jane Freeman, aged 7 years and 3 months.

Obituaries (January 15)

John Barber

The Pilot, Cazenovia, NY, August 10, 1808

Mr. John Barber, the proprietor of this paper, is no more!--He expired on Sunday night last, after a tedious and painful illness of eighteen months, aged 50 years--and on Tuesday his remains were interred in the cemetery of the Episcopal Church, attended by the Mechanic's Society, of which he was a member, and a numerous concourse of relatives, friends and fellow citizens.

"When the just man died, let the people mourn."

 

Dr. Amasa Harrington

The Freeman's Journal, Cooperstown, NY, May 29, 1820

Died at Laurens [Otsego Co., NY], on the 16th April, of a lingering illness, which he bore with Christian resignation, Dr. Amasa Harrington, aged 39 years.  Dr. Harrington was a physician of no ordinary talents, who devoted his time with care and assiduity to alleviate the pains and sufferings of his fellow creatures.  As such, his loss will be long felt and remembered by his friends and acquaintances.  He has left a wife and three children to deplore the loss of a kind husband and an affectionate parent. 

 

William B. Holmes

Madison County Whig, September 24, 1845

Death of Wm. B. Holmes, Esq.--It has at length become our melancholy duty to announces the death of our esteemed fellow citizen, W.B. Holmes, Esq. He died at Utica [Oneida Co., NY], yesterday afternoon, about ten minutes after the arrival of the cars from the east, on which he came; being on his way from New York to the residence of his father-in-law, Col Hearsey, of Cazenovia.  He had for some time been laboring under the consumption, and spent the past winter in Georgia in the hope of restoring his health.  He returned somewhat improved, but a heavy affliction awaited him in the death of his wife, who died about two months after his return.  This severe shock proved too much for him, in his precarious health, and possessing, as he did, a keen unsleeping temperament, actively alive to the sensibilities of our nature, he staggered under it, but he was filled with a strong desire to live for his two children, now orphans, and soon after the death of his wife went down to N.Y. and there placed himself under the care of an eminent physician, as a last hope. This, however, was blighted and being convinced that his disease was beyond the reach of human aid, he was anxiously returning to die among his relatives, when the approach of death arrested his progress at Utica, and he expired a few minutes after he had been conveyed to the house of a friend.  He age was about 31 years.  Herkimer Co. Dem., Sept. 18.

Augustus Porter

Madison County Whig, June 27, 1847

Death of Augustus Porter--By reference to our obituary head, it will be seen that the venerable Augustus Porter expired yesterday.  Judge Porter is nearly the last of that intrepid  band of settlers who entered Western New York while a wilderness, 60 years ago, and who live to see it "blossom like a rose."  With a strong and well stored mind, and indomitable energy and enterprise, he encountered and conquered the trials of pioneer life.  His efficiency and incorruptible integrity, won for him the confidence and respect of his fellow citizens, by whom he was called to various posts of trust and honor.  After a faithful discharge of the duties of life, he is gathered to his father like a shock of corn fully ripe. The pillars of the social fabric fall when such men are removed.

Erastus F. Loomis

Madison County Whig, August 15, 1849

In this town [Cazenovia, Madison Co., NY], on the 23 of July, Erastus F. Loomis, son of Mr. John Loomis, aged 24 years.

When in health, Mr. Loomis engaged to himself many friends by the estimable qualities of his character, and when prostrated by disease, he was the object of much sympathy and friendly attention, amidst the extraordinary sufferings he was called to endure.  Rejoicing in the hope that he was prepared by divine grace to enter the heavenly rest, with singular deliberation he made the arrangements he wished to be observed at his funeral.  Selecting the preacher, the text, the hymns to be sung and some of the young men he loved to bear his body to the grave.  His love for his youthful associates was never more fitly or strongly expressed than in his dying message to them, viz.  "Remember now thy Creator in the days of thy youth"

 

Death Notices

The Freeman's Journal, May 29, 1820

 

In Otsego [Otsego Co., NY], on Wednesday last, Mrs. Sophia Williams, wife of Mr. John Williams, in the 24th year of her age. 

 

At Finsbury (N.J.) Frederick Pickle, aged 100 years.  When he was 94, he cut with a cradle 500 sheaves of rye in a day. at 97 he went into the woods and split 100 chestnut rails in less than a day.

 

Madison County Whig, September 24, 1845

 

At DeRuyter [Madison Co., NY], on the 18th inst., of consumption, Miss Susan W. [Dodge], youngest daughter of the Rev. John R. Dodge, aged 19 years.

Madison County Whig, August 15, 1849

In Elmira [Chemung Co., NY], on the 8th instant, Mrs. Selina Gridley, relict of Abel Gridley, formerly of this place [Cazenovia, Madison Co., NY], aged 62 years. 

 

Obituaries (January 14)

General Erastus Root

Madison County Whig, December 30, 1846

The New York Express of Friday contains the following obituary notice of the late Erastus Root, who died in New York on the 23d inst.

Under the obituary head we notice the death of Erastus Root, at the advanced age of 74 years.  He reached this city [NYC] on his way to Washington, from his home in Delhi [Delaware Co., NY], On Monday last, and was suddenly seized with an inflammation of the kidneys, which terminated his earthly career, at the house of a friend.  Gen. Root has filled a wide space in the political affairs of this State; for nearly half a century he has been a prominent politician.  He was a native of Hebron in Connecticut; was educated at Dartmouth College, and for some years was a school teacher.  He studied law, and settled in Delaware, then a portion of Otsego County.  In 1798, he appeared in the Legislature of this State [NY], as a Representative, and from that period until within a short time, he has been in public life--always a representative of the people!  He was in Congress sixteen years, and in the Legislature of this State, as Senator and Representative, for more than twenty years.  He was Lieut. Governor when Joseph Yates was Governor, and has held many other important statins.  Gen. Root was a strong minded man, a ready and able debater.  There is hardly, a man that can be named who was more popular at home than Gen. Root.  He was elected to every prominent station in the gift of his friends, and almost always by very large majorities.  He was for many years the leader of the Loco Fuco party, in this State.  He was the champion of their principles. When, however, Gen. Jackson became a candidate for the Presidency, Gen. Root left his party, and asserted that they had deserted their principles, and he became as devoted a Whig as he had been a Loco Foco, and was returned to the Senate of this State. At one period of his life he became irregular in his habits; but his strength of mind and purpose was such, that he became perfectly correct, and for a long period had been exemplary.  He was a fierce and ardent politician; but his animosities were political, not personal.  Some of his warmest friends were his political opponents.  He was most kind and perfectly free from any malignant feeling.

 

Caroline M. Mead

Madison County Whig, August 4, 1847

In Nelson [Madison Co., NY], on Friday, July 30th, 1847, Caroline M., only daughter of Oncsimus Mead, M.D., in the 31st year of her age.  Once more has relentless death entered the dwelling of our friends, and taken from their circle one dearly beloved.  Once more have they been called upon with little warning to render up another child in whom their affections were deeply centered--Once more has a sympathizing multitude assembled at the house of mourning, and from thence followed to the grave the remains of one, who but a few weeks since, bid fair to live and long continue to cheer the declining years of her aged parents.  But she is gone, leaving her many friends assured that it is well with her.  She had in early life, and while in health, wisely chosen the good part, which could not, even in death, be taken away.  Her funeral was attended on Sunday afternoon, and an appropriate discourse delivered by Rev. E.C. Pritcheit, from Job 1:21  "The Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken away; blessed be the name of the Lord."

 

Rev. E.S. Barrows

Madison County Whig, August 4, 1947

In Utica [Oneida Co., NY], on Wednesday, July 28, Rev. E.S. Barrows, for many years Pastor of the Presbyterian church in this village.  We copy the following obituary from the Utica Gazette:

 

The above melancholy announcement will not be entirely unexpected by those of our citizens who had the pleasure of an acquaintance with the deceased.  An illness of several weeks, attended with continued unfavorable indications, gave no room to hope for a favorable issue.  Anticipation has become reality, and death has followed in the track of disease.  There are few men in any community who could boast of a larger circle of real friends, than the departed.  Possessing in an eminent degree those qualities which find their appropriate manifestation in the promotion of the happiness of those around him, his enjoyment was found in advancing the well being of others, and in endeavors to mitigate the ills of life.  As a man he possessed the affectionate regard of many, and commanded the respect of all.  As a herald of the everlasting gospel, his daily life was made up of devotion and love.  Fully alive to the exalted station which the providence of God had called him to fill, he sought to be an approved laborer in the Master's vineyard. As a preacher he addressed the understanding rather than the imagination.  His aim was to induce his bearers to act from principle, rather than impulse, and to make religion the great object of life, instead of the fleeting impression of the hour.  And although ill health frequently compelled him to lay aside the active and public duties of his profession, his daily walk and conversation were living illustrations of the doctrines he proclaimed.  In his piety and judgement his brethren in the ministry were ever wont to confide, conscious that one of such purity of life must be in close and intimate communion with his God. The last hours of Mr. Barrows were peaceful.  There was no fear, no doubt, no conflict. The voice which called him away, broke in accents of kindness on his ear; and he gladly heard the summons which invited him to the skies. As his life had been faithful, so was his death glorious and triumphant.  Like Goldsmith's faithful pastor, be "Allured to brighter worlds, and led the way."

Death Notices

Madison County Whig, August 4, 1847

At the Utica Asylum [Oneida Co., NY] suddenly, of disease of the brain, Mr. William Earl Faulkner, in the 24th year of his age. About four months since the deceased began to show signs of insanity, and for the last two months has been an inmate of the Asylum.  He has left a wife and numerous friends to mourn his sudden and unexpected death.

In this village [Cazenovia, Madison Co., NY], on the 2d instant, Peries Bradford, aged 83 years.

In Madison []Madison Co., NY], on the 25th ult., Jacob Lamb, aged 71 years.

In Pitcher, Chenango county, on the 22d ult., David Dearborn, formerly of this place [Cazenovia, NY], in the 82d year of his age.

 



Madison County Whig, June 27, 1849

June 14th, at the residence of her brother, in Louisville, Ky., of Cholera, after an illness of 23 hours, Jane A. Servick, aged 30 years.

In this town [Cazenovia, Madison Co., NY], at the residence of his son, Lewis Raynor, Mr. James Raynor, at the advanced age of 90.

Madison County Whig, October 16, 1850

In this town [Cazenovia, Madison Co., NY], after a long protracted illness of Consumption which she bore with Christian fortitude in full assurance of a blessed immortality beyond the grave, Miss Emma [Fay], Daughter of Mr. Asa and Sarah Fay, aged 28 years.

Ghost(?) Mystery at Sherburne, NY - 1884 - Part 3

Still Unraveled

Chenango Semi-Weekly Telegraph, December 31, 1884

The late sensation brought about by the story related by the Boos family in regard to the mysterious operations which have been going on at their home, has by no means abated.  The affair has created a great deal of talk wherever it became known, and doubtless will continue to excite comment so long as it remains shrouded in mystery.  People seek for an explanation, but as yet none have been able to throw any light as to the cause which has produced all of these singular and unnatural disturbances heretofore mentioned.  The house has been visited by many people, who went there for the purpose of investigating the matter, and yet none of them have thus far been able to ferret out the same. They give their opinion, but what does that amount to, so long as they do not clearly know whether the disturber is a man or devil.  Boos informed the Telegraph representative that the strange being, whatever it is, is there yet, and that it is getting more bold in its operations. The boy Charlie was at the home of a neighbor for a few days, but his absence seemed to make no particular difference with the business of the intruder, for it kept right on with its work just the same as though the whole family were at home.  Boos has a pair of tongs which he had made for the purpose of catching the animal, but says he will have to have them altered over to make them of service to him. Two gentlemen from New Berlin visited the house a few days ago.  Both were armed with revolvers and were men of grit and courage. Before going to the house they were advised by Mr. Boos to carry their robe and blankets to the house, but they considered them safe where they were and left them in the cutter in the barn.  When they returned to the barn for their horse, the robe and blanket were missing, and afterwards found by them in the corn house. The family were all in the house during the time the gentlemen stayed with the exception of the boy, who was absent from home.  Mrs. Boos the other day discovered her jelly had been meddled with and the glass jars in which she kept it had been opened and a portion of the jelly gone.  A few days since two good looking young men from Norwich who have been canvassing Sherburne for a new kind of hanging lamp, heard of the haunted house and concluded to wend their way there and stay overnight.  They asked Boos if he would keep them, and after he had looked them over sufficiently and found them perfectly harmless and ghost proof, invited them in and offered them the best bed in the house. The boys thought they had best sleep on the floor in case the animal came near them, as then they might have a better chance to escape in safety.  They made known their wish to sleep on the floor and a place was prepared for them.  Toward midnight they felt something crawling up between them which cause both to tremble.  The light was burning dimly at the time, and they could discern an object in bed with them.  Their hair began to straighten and pull on their scalps. To run would be useless, and they made up their minds to stand their ground, life or death.  One of them, the most courageous one, doubled up his fist and sent a blow at the object which fairly made it yell, its voice was recognized as that of a cat. the boys did not sleep anymore in that house for the remainder of the night.  Some people seem to think that Peck, a Bad Boy, is about the premises; others believe it is a ghost, and still there are some who believe older heads have a finger in the matter.

 

Chenango Semi-Weekly Telegraph, January 17, 1885

 

The strange being which recently made things lively at the residence of Fred Boos near Sherburne, has been rather quiet for some time.  The mystery as to what it was, or is, still remains unsolved.

Obituaries (January 13)

Truman Higley

Afton Enterprise, March 15, 1900

After an illness of five months from heart affection, Truman Higley died this morning at the Park Hotel, his residence for the past five years.  Truman Higley was born in Canton, Conn., in 1837 where he resided until 1856 when in company with his brother, Walter Higley, he moved to Bainbridge [Chenango Co., NY].  The funeral services will be held at his late residence, the Park Hotel Friday afternoon at 1:30.  Services private for family and immediate friends.

 

Dora (Eaton) Atherton

Afton Enterprise, March 15, 1900

Dora Atherton, wife of William Atherton, and daughter of the late Dr. R.B. Eaton, died at her home at Indianapolis, Ind., on February 18, 1900, and her body was brought to Argos, Tuesday, and taken to the home of her mother, Mary J. Eaton, where the funeral was held on Thursday at 1 o'clock, p.m.  After the funeral services the body was quietly laid away in Maple Grove Cemetery near Argos. The deceased, after a journey of only forty years, four months and five days, closed her eyes on the scenes of earth to enter the realm of immortality, to meet the friends who like her had passed the ordeal of translation from the cares and ills of the mortal to enter the new life, with its radiant and never ending joys.  She had been a sufferer from disease for some time prior to her demise, but was conscious of the approaching end, calmly and serenely contemplating it, not the shadow of a fear disturbing the equanimity of her mind.  Her long suffering was borne bravely, accepting the infliction, knowing that when life's fitful fever should release her she would be made whole and find a compensation for whatever of ill she suffered in the mortal.  Her last days were made pleasant by the presence of her mother and sister who, together with a kind husband, loving son and step-son, patiently administered to her earthly wants.  No more can the father and children say home, when they turn their thoughts to where they have spent so many happy hours.  All is gone when wife and mother is gone.  Her home is in the better land; but one of these days you will cross the rainbow bridge and be welcomed there--Plymouth, Ind., Democrat

 

Emma H. (Williams) Russell

Afton Enterprise, February 16, 1905

Early Tuesday morning, Feb. 7, 1905, Mrs. Emma H. Russell entered into the joys of eternal life, who had been a patient sufferer for many years and since November 12, 1904 confined to her bed, lingering in extreme weakness, tenderly cared for by her husband and children in the home. At the last, suddenly, without a moment's warning, her pure soul took its flight to join the throng of redeemed ones in heaven.  Always tenderly solicitous for the welfare of others, loving patient sympathetic, keenly appreciative of even the slightest act performed for her comfort, the memory of her beautiful, self-sacrificing life will be a constant benediction to all who knew and loved her. Early in life she gave her heart to god and united with the M.E. church and was a truly devoted follower of the Saviour, "who came not, to be ministered unto, but to minister."  She lived in the immediate presence of God, taking everything to Him in  prayer. To one who thus knew God, death held no terrors.  It was only going home to her Father's house of many mansions, where Jesus had prepared a place for her, with a sure confidence that she would find a welcome there.

 

"Oh how sweet it will be in that beautiful land,

So free from all sorrow and pain:

With songs on our lips and with harps in our hands.

To meet one another again.

 

She was the daughter of Wm. O. and Harriet Williams, born March 18, 1841, and married to Lewis L. Russell, March 27, 1861.  Besides her husband she leaves a sorely bereaved family of children, Mrs. Gertrude l. Pearce, of Gilbertsville, Rev. O.G. Russell, of Herrick Center, Pa., George W. Russell, of Sidney, Minnie A., Mary E., Ernest R. and Edgar J., at home.  Also a large circle of near relatives and friends, who with the immediate family deeply mourn their loss. The funeral service was held at the home at 11 o'clock, Feb. 10, 1905.  Her pastor, Rev. F.A. Matteson, spoke comforting  and appropriate words from the text which she had chosen, "We look for a city which hath foundations, whose builder and maker is God," Heb, 11:10.  Her four sons tenderly bore the beloved form to its last resting palce.  The burial was in Glenwood cemetery [Afton, Chenango Co., NY].

Mrs. George Hacker

Afton Enterprise, March 23, 1905

Mrs. George Hacker, aged 52 years, died at the home of her daughter, Mrs. Philip Hoehm, at Coeymans [Albany Co., NY], Friday from cancer.   Funeral services were held in the Reformed church, Rev. Layman officiating.  The interment was made in the cemetery at that place. She leaves to mourn her loss, four daughters, Mrs. J. Swinnerton of New York; Mrs. Wm. Seaburgh and Mrs. Philip Boehm of Coeymans and Miss Elizabeth Hacker of Newburg; and three sons, Charles Hacker of Fours Bush and Walter and Eugene Hacker of Coeymans, who have the sympathy of the entire community.

Death notices

Chenango Union, November 11, 1875

BUNNEL:  In Oxford [Chenango Co., NY], Oct. 30, 1975, Mr. Charles F. Bunnel, aged 56 years.

WALL:  In Smithville [Chenango Co., NY], Sept. 21, 1875, Mr. Daniel Wall, aged 77y.

GRAVES:  In Bainbridge [Chenango Co., NY], Mrs. Gaylord S. Graves, aged 41 years.

BUTTON:  In Smyrna [Chenango Co., NY], Nov. 3, 1875, Mrs. Sarah J. Button, aged 44 years.

PADDLEFORD:  In Greene [Chenango Co., NY] (Page Brook) Oct. 8, 1875, Eudora [Paddleford], only child of Henry and Mary E. Paddleford, aged 7 years 9 months and 13 days.

ORTON:  In Lisle [Broome Co., NY] Oct. 31, Dr. Wm. J. Orton, aged 30 years, formerly of Greene.

BIDWELL:  In Solon [Cortland Co., NY], Oct. 24, 1875,  Miss Susanna Bidwell, aged 74 years of New Berlin [Chenango Co., NY]

 

 

 

Ghost(?) Mystery in Sherburne, NY - 1884 - Part 1

Is it a Ghost?

Chenango Semi-Weekly Telegraph, December 17, 1884

On Skinner hill, four and a half miles south east of Sherburne village, resides the family of Fred Boos, who are Germans and came to America eighteen years ago.  Mr. and Mrs. B. were married at Earlville, November 12, 1871.  They have one child, a boy twelve years of age. The house stands in the lot some fifteen rods from the road. Twelve years ago Boos purchased the farm of Gilbert Manwarring and has occupied it ever since.  The family have the reputation of being peaceable, honest, truthful and hard working people. They are not superstitious and are not given to believing in ghosts or hobgoblins.  The first thing which happened that attracted the attention of the occupants was about three months ago.  Eggs were missing at the barn Those gathered were brought into the house, put in a basket and hung on a hook in the wall.  These also gradually and mysteriously disappeared.  Soon after, singular operations began in the cellar. Barrels filled with ashes were overturned, potatoes dumped upon the cellar bottom, and cabbages, which had been put into box and securely nailed, were strewed around. Believing the cellar was infested with rats they made an image of straw, dressed it in male attire and stood it up in the middle of the cellar.  A few feet from it was set a steel trap awaiting its victim. Five minutes after, when one of the family repaired to the cellar, the dummy was found astride a milk rack with the trap hanging to its pantaloons.  Next observed was the fruit jars, which had been on a high shelf, now lying on the ground, but none were broken. To secure the pork, a heavy stone, which required the strength of both Mr and Mrs. Boos, was put on the top of the barrel and a strong prop put from it to the joist above.  On entering the cellar next morning the pork was scattered promiscuously over the cellar bottom.  These disturbances meanwhile were going elsewhere on the premises. At the barn the harnesses were scattered about upon the floor, blankets and other things displaced, but no injury done to them. Things continued to go from, bad to worse, and destruction to personal effects seemed inevitable. To shut the disturber out of the cellar, every hole in the wall was stopped up, but that did not serve the purpose. This mysterious creature, whatever it was, whether man, animal, spirit or devil, seemed invincible to every human precaution which was made to stop his nefarious work.  He seemed at times everywhere present, but no where could he be seen.  Like Santa Claus, occasionally he would enter the house from the chimney.  All the unused holes in the chimney were stopped and one night he was heard by the family coming down the chimney and on down the pipe till he reached the stove, then making his exit through the door, when a fire was in the stove.  The intruder would go to the boy's bed while he was asleep and drag the bedclothes from him and leave them laying near or on the stove.  Sometimes they have found cold pancakes between the ticks.  Not only articles but money has been stolen and some of it was afterward found in the straw tick and under the carpet.  Five dollars is still missing. A week ago, between the hours of eight and nine PM Mrs. Boos heard a peculiar noise which came from in the bed, that sent a terrible thrill over her. These noises have continued at times ever since, proving a great annoyance to the family. The creature seems more attached to the boy than any of the rest of the household, and has often been felt by him in his bed.  Since these plagues have commenced, two feather and four straw ticks have been cut and torn so badly as to render them worthless.  Pillows, as well as other articles about the house have been destroyed.

 

Friday night Mr. Boos felt something in the straw tick of his bed, and avers he had hold of it.  He says it resembles some kind of an animal.  He fought it for an hour and a half, but failed to secure it. This affair has been kept secret by the family all this time, except  a few friends and neighbors were told of it. They dreaded to make it public, for they thought people would not believe the story.

 

On Saturday Mr. and Mrs. boos, leaving the boy at home, went to Sherburne, and there they related the story as we have given it to the readers.  The story spread rapidly, and in a short time was in everybody's mouth.  That night about forty persons assembled at the house, among them your correspondent.  We were taken into every room, and we must confess nearly everything in the house was turned upside down.  Mrs. Boos claims that the house was in order when they left it in the morning, and it was as they found it on their return. The boy says it was all done while he was doing the chores.  Had Barnum's cage of monkeys been let loose, things in the house could not have presented a more confused aspect.  In fact almost every piece of furniture in every room of the house was turned topsy turvy. A curtain was torn, pie stewed upon the carpet, large places in the walls on the sides and overhead were made, holes were made in the floor, castor upset, clock taken from the shelf and set down on the floor, and the lounge was found by them with one end upon the kitchen stove. Examination showed the holes to have been made with some kind of dull instrument.  A chisel was found in the pantry that corresponded with notches in the holes. The family claims that it is not an unusual thing to find knives and other articles near or in these holes, which were dragged there by this intruder. The other day Mr. R's revolver and a pair of tongs were found in these places.

 

Boos says it is an animal of some kind with eyes like a ball of fire and which moves like a streak of lightning. Reliable neighbors claim to have seen evidences confirming what we have written.

 

What we have written is vouched for by the family, who appear to want to relate nothing but the truth.  Many stories are afloat regarding the matter, and it is hoped through investigation that something may develop to explain the cause of all this uncalled for rumpus and destruction of household effects.  On Sunday G.S. Tanner and Charles James were at the house all day and night, to learn the cause and satisfy themselves, but as yet no developments have been made.    G.S.T.

 

 

Obituary (January 10)

David Graves

Chenango Semi-Weekly Telegraph, December 17, 1884

Mr. David Graves, aged 71 years, who resided on Silver Street [Norwich, Chenango Co., NY], went to his barn, as was is custom, Friday evening to take care of his horse. While so engaged he was taken suddenly ill, and repaired to the house.  He continued to grow worse, and about 11 o'clock Dr. Purdy was called to attend him.  He found that Mr. Graves was suffering from heart disease and that there was no help for him.  In about an hour after the doctor's arrival he breathed his last.  Mr. Graves has been in poor health for about a year.  His trouble was organic disease of the heart.  He leaves a wife and one son, Charles, who resides at North Walton.  The funeral was attended on Sunday from the late residence of the deceased.

 

Hickson Jones

Chenango Semi-Weekly Telegraph, January 17, 1885

Deacon Hickson Jones died at his home in Coventry [Chenango Co., NY] last Friday.  At the time of his death he was in the 97th year of his age.  He was one of the original settlers in Chenango County.  He was one of the constituent members of the Coventry and Greene Baptist Church, which was founded in the year 1818.  During his life he has always been a sincere Christian gentleman and beloved by all.  He has been well and tenderly cared for through the declining years of his life by his son and daughter, Mr. and Mrs. F.W. Jones, he being the only immediate member of the family who survives.  He was the oldest man in Coventry, and doubtless in Chenango County.

 

James H. Bliss

Chenango Semki-Weekly Telegraph, January 17, 1885

James H. Bliss, a well-to-do farmer of Smithville [Chenango Co., NY], aged about 60, was killed by the cars at Olean Monday night, while on his way to visit his sister in Pennsylvania, whom he had not seen in thirty-five years.  It seems that two trains pulled into the deport at Olean about the same time and it is presumed that after getting off one train he was struck by the other coming from the opposite direction.  The accident was discovered immediately after both trains had pulled out, when the body was found with the head and upper portion of the trunk lying between the rails on the main track, cut squarely in two across, the abdomen.  A short time before he had been inquiring the best way to reach Driftwood and Penfield, Pa.  His identity was made known by a memorandum in his valise.  He leaves a wife and several children.

 

Death Notices

Chenango Telegraph, October 28, 1863

 

AGARD:  In Smithville Flats [Chenango Co., NY], October 1, 1863, of pneumonia, Erastus Agard, Esq., aged 76 years, 7 months and 19 days.

 

AGARD:  At Union Mills, Erie Co., Penn. Sept. 15, 1863, Lucy [Agard], wife of Dr. J.C. Agard, son of Erastus Agard Esq, of Smithville Flats.

 

BROWNING:  In Pharsalia [Chenango Co., NY],Oct. 15, 1863, of consumption, Mrs. Harriet Browning, wife of Halsey Browning, aged 34 years.

 

Chenango Telegraph, November 4, 1863

 

WELLS:  In Pharsalia [Chenango Co., NY], Oct. 30, 1863, Mary L.[Wells], wife of M.A. Wells, aged 90(?) years.

 

RATHBONE:  In McDonough [Chenango Co., ,NY], Oct. 27, 1863, Flora [Rathbone], youngest daughter of Lewis A. and Lois Rathbone, aged 9 years.

 

HAYES:  In Greene [Chenango Co., NY], Oct. 28, 1863, Helen [Hayes], wife of Lorenzo Hayes, aged 30 years and 14 months.

 

JACOBS:  At Polly Island S.C., Oct. 1, 1863, Lieut. --- Jacobs, son of Edwin T. Jacobs, formerly of Oxford [Chenango Co., NY]

 

PAGE:  In Greene [Chenango Co., NY], Oct. 16, 1863, of consumption, Almira C. [Page], daughter of Solomon and Eliza Page, aged  28 years, 11 months and 24 days.

 

STEWART:  In Afton [Chenango Co., NY], Oct. 14, Wm. Stewart, aged 66 years.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ghost(?) Mystery, Sherburne, NY - 1884 - Part 2

No Clue to the Mystery

Chenango Semi-Weekly Telegraph, December 20, 1884

The curiosity in regard to the mysterious power which continues to disturb the tranquility of the Boos family, has by no means abated, as the following from our correspondent will show:

 

"On Sunday last the home of Fred Boos on Skinner Hill, near Sherburne [Chenango Co., NY], was visited by a great many people, a number of whom were admitted, while others were denied the pleasure of viewing the works of his ghostship.  Nothing happened worthy of note during the day, except the fact that on going to the Boos barn your correspondent found the robe and whip, which he had left in his buggy on repairing to the house, on the floor and the blanket disturbed. About nine o'clock Sunday night, the family retired and quiet reigned supreme.  The first part of the night was passed by your correspondent in reading and preparing his report for The Telegraph.  By the time his task was finished, the solemn hour of midnight was upon him.  He took his position in front of the stove, his feet resting upon the hearth, and engaged in conversation with his associate, Mr. C.W. Janes, who had consented to share the perils of the night him.  Being deeply engaged in discussion, little things were allowed to escape his notice, when suddenly a loud noise was heard which sounded like a heavy fall, and which shook the entire house, as by an earthquake, and caused the dishes to dance on the pantry shelves.  Mrs. Boos, awakened from her slumbers by the noise screamed loudly.  Mr. Boos jumped from his couch, the son rolled over on the lounge, the cats ran under the bed for protection, and your correspondent found himself prostrate upon the floor, with the chair which he had occupied but a moment before, over turned beside him and partially demolished.  It must be remembered that the house was unoccupied save by those before mentioned.  Picking himself up the best he could after the shock, he secured another chair and endeavored to make himself comfortable while awaiting further development.  Toward daylight the family averred that the mysterious animal, or whatever it was, was about the house, and that we would soon have it caught, caged and on exhibition.  Faster said than done.  The cellar door, which had bene securely fastened, was now partly opened, and Mr. Boos informed the watchers that he could see a pair of eyes peering at us through the crack in the door.  Everyone looked, but nothing was discernable through the darkness.  The wife who had been reclining on the bed out in the sitting room, became frightened and returned to the kitchen. The son took his position in another bed, in order to attract the stranger in that direction so that he might be captured.  Mr. Boos went to the bed several times, and made a careful examination of the mattress without success and gave up the search in despair. At the conclusion of the morning meal, Mrs. Boos had occasion to visit the sitting room, when, on opening the door, she was astonished to find chairs overturned and the glass lamp shade lay unbroken on the floor.  The sly intruder had been with us, but where was he?  Your correspondent did all he could to find him, but failed, and about eight o'clock  returned to Sherburne.  Since then no new developments have been brought to light.  People continue to visit the house, and the excitement runs as high as when the story was first related. 

 

The mysterious being and its doings is the principal topic of conversation everywhere in and around Sherburne, and all appear anxious to learn all the particulars and sift the matter to the bottom.  No one seems to question the evidence as presented about the Boos house, for it shows conclusively that the strange things where have happened there are not exactly right.  There are a few incredulous ones, however, but they are found ready to ask the views of others and compare them with their own, which goes to show that they are not satisfied in regard to the matter.  The Boos family appear sincere and are greatly annoyed over what is going on about their premises, and manifest their willingness to lend assistance in helping to ferret out the cause of the disturbances.  It is to be hoped that before the next issue of The Telegraph more light will be thrown on the subject by finding the intruder and bringing him before the public ahead of P.T. Barnum."   G.S.T.

 

LATEST:  We learn this (Friday) A.M., that some discoveries have been made which will doubtless lead to a full development of the cause of the remarkable demonstrations at the Boos house, the details of which we hope to be able to give in our next.

Obituary (January 9)

Lewis Drury Taft

Chenango American, Greene, NY, December 3, 1891

Mr. Lewis Drury Taft, formerly of Triangle, N.Y. [Broome Co.], died suddenly in "Allens' Opera House," Jamestown, N.Y. [Chautauqua Co.], on the 13th of Nov. aged 86 years, 3 months and 9 days.  Mr. Taft was born at New Lebanon, Conn.  He was a man of good intellect, moral character, and respected where he lived for fifty years.  A Universalist in religion, Republican in Politics, a kind step-father, and faithful to his family.     E.P. Allen

 

Mary Harrison

Chenango American, Greene, NY, December 24, 1891

Died in Greene [Chenango Co., NY], Dec. 18th, 1891, Mrs. Mary Harrison, aged 85 years. The funeral services were held at one o'clock, Monday, at the house of her son, Mr. Ed Harrison, her former pastor, Rev. Edward Taylor, D.D., officiating.  The occasion was specially saddened by the absence, through sickness, of three out of five children and of several members of all the five families. Two of Mrs. Harrison's favorite hymns were sung, "Saviour, Like a Shepherd Lead us," and "Safe in the Arms of Jesus."  Dr. Taylor's eulogy of this venerable woman was tender and just. She was loyal to Christ first of all, and, while positive in her convictions, ever held them subject to His approval, and never lost charity of spirit towards those of different views.  She was industrious, courtly in manners, dignified in speech, devout in spirit, loving to a loving posterity.  Her last illness was brief, as she had often desired it might be, and she serenely closed her eyes upon earth, leaving the "memory of the just which is blessed."

 

John Griffin

Chenango American, Greene, NY, June 8, 1893

GRIFFIN:  In Brisbin, May 31, 1893, Mr. John Griffin, aged 95 years.

 

Among our obituary notices may be found that of Mr. John Griffin, father of Mr. Patrick Griffin of Brisbin [Chenango Co., NY][, this town, who died at that place on Wednesday, May 31, at the advanced age of 95 years and 5 months, being at the time of his death the oldest person in town.  He was born in county Clare, Ireland, and came to America in 1848.  He first settled in Vermont and then removed to Norwich, where he resided for about thirty years. the last few years of his life he spent with his son Patrick.  He was never sick, and at the last simply fell asleep without pain.  He was buried in the Catholic cemetery at Oxford [Chenango Co., NY], Friday, Rev Father Mabon officiating.

 

Lewis A. Gross

Chenango American, Greene, NY, December 14, 1893

GROSS:  At his late residence in Okoboji township [Iowa]i, Dec. 6, 1891, Lewis A. Gross, aged 27 years, 1 month and 16 days.

 

This is the saddest occurrence we have been called upon to record for many months.  Lew was taken sick a week ago with a cold which developed into pneumonia, and he died at 9 o'clock Wednesday evening.  Lew was a splendid boy and counted everyone as a friend.  He was born in Greene, Chenango County, N.Y., on Oct. 20, 1866.  Came to Milford in Nov. 1882.  He was married to Alice I. Merrell, of Afton, Chenango county, N.Y., Oct. 8, 1891.  Deceased was the only child of Mr. and Mrs. Samuel A. Gross. For about a year Mr. Gross was associated with his brother-in-law, E.C. Merrell, in the grocery business.  The body will be taken to New York for burial.  Monitor lodge I.O.O.F., of which deceased was a member will have charge of the arrangements.  The grief stricken relatives have the sympathy of the entire community--Milford (Iowa) Mail.

 

The remains of Mr. Gross arrived here [Greene, NY] Saturday and were buried from Zion church on Sunday afternoon, in Sylvan Lawn Cemetery.

 

George Henness

Sidney Enterprise, February 7, 1929

Wednesday morning at 1:30 o'clock after an illness of less than two days, George Henness died as the result of a stroke, which at first was not recognizable as such.  Mr. Henness was born June 8, 1847, at Eminence, Schoharie county, where he resided for many years.  He was of Dutch ancestry on both the father's and mother's sides, being a descendant of the early settlers of New York state.  He possessed many of the traits of that nationality, being honest and industrious, and believing every person was as honest as himself, unless proven otherwise.  In 1872 he married Miss Polly Shaffer of Blenheim, whom he survived by nearly six years.  He was the last remaining member of his family.  Mr. Henness has lived in Sidney [Delaware Co., NY] about twenty years.  He was a member of the Methodist Episcopal church of Sidney.  Surviving him are five daughters, Mrs. E.E. Hilborn, Ethel, May, Lillian and Emma Henness, all of Sidney; a son, A.W. Henness of Cooperstown, and three grandchildren, Gladys Hilborn of Geneva, Roland Hilborn of New York, and Laurence Hilborn of Elmira. The funeral services will be held at the home Saturday afternoon at 2:00 o'clock, Rev. T. Ashton Rich of the Sidney Methodist church, officiating, the interment will be in Prospect Hill cemetery [Sidney, NY].