Friday, Dec. 12–At sunrise this morning, because the heavens were clothed in azure and gold, and the sea beautiful and calm, the dead of yesterday have been dropped into their watery grave. About 7 o’clock A.M., a pilot boat got here bounding over the waves and shortly positioned a type of men on board who […]
Friday, Dec. 12–At sunrise this morning, because the heavens were clothed in azure and gold, and the sea beautiful and calm, the dead of yesterday have been dropped into their watery grave. About 7 o’clock A.M., a pilot boat got here bounding over the waves and shortly positioned a type of men on board who take so many lives of their fingers, and assume such a huge responsibility that we trembled nearly as we thought how simple a disloyal hand and coronary heart may ship us to a watery grave. On Saturday it cleared away however the wind saved up although not fairly so robust as on Friday night time, nonetheless the sea was very tough and one little shell rolled most awfully. Norwich: Fred F.P. Hall, proprietor of the Colonial Electric Shop, died this morning as the result of inner accidents obtained Sunday night, when he fell from the game room on the third ground of Dr. Reuben Jeffrey’s country residence, just north of this metropolis, to a concrete walk 19 toes below.
The county clerk workplace may also help give out eh certified copies particularly if the deceased died in that county. Knowing it would be attention-grabbing to you all and a satisfaction to myself to do one of the best I can, I will make the attempt, fully aware that if you possibly can solely respect the difficulties underneath which one writes in such a place as this, you may be sparing in your criticisms, both as regards the model and the writing; for the only comfort for writing is to sit flat on the desk, with my paper on my knee, while someone in regularly jostling me or speaking to me. On Saturday, June 6, Caeli Black lost her courageous battle with cancer and is now one in every of God’s angels. ESSENBERG, KATHLEEN M. Norton Shores Kathleen Marie Essenberg, age 72, passed away Saturday, May 8, 2021 at her home following a temporary battle with cancer. Will or not it’s on the funeral residence? Funeral providers for Mr. Shirah will probably be held on Tuesday, March 13, 2018, at 2:00 PM at the Gathering Church. Funeral services will be at 11:00 A.M., Wednesday, April 20, 2011 at Trinity United Methodist Church in Lead. Baltic, which ship is designated to guide this part of the “nice expedition” and the Ericsson to fetch up the rear.
We all know nothing about any other part of this nice expedition except of that half which sailed out of Hampton Roads with us; whether or not any others left New York, or elsewhere about the same time as we did and have gone on or not is all a clean to us. Gen Butler’s expedition towards New Orleans, and in two hours we had been anchored inside the harbor. As we were helpless, it was the business of the steamer to make fast to us once more; and in their endeavors to do so, the sea being rough, the two vessels got here in contact, smashing another life boat into a thousand fragments in a moment and raking her put up quarter towards our large anchor, then settling down, her immense quarter passing down within six inches of our starboard bow and all again was clear. The one useful resource left for us was to be taken in tow, by some certainly one of the massive steamers, and a sign of distress was hoisted which quickly delivered to our assistance the Ericsson. Along with his wife Sandy of sixty two years, he’s survived by a son, Scott (Kay) Baker of Emporium, and three daughters, Kim (the late Nick) Farina of Emporium, Kelly (Jeffrey) Wong of Stevensville, MD, and Kerry (Michael) Etchepare of Emporium, and a foster daughter, ACCIDENT Roberta de Rosa of Warwick, RI; 6 grandchildren (Paul Baker, Mike Baker, Abby Etchepare, Paul Etchepare, Kristi Wong and Anna Wong) and one great-granddaughter (Jade Baker).
He is survived by his spouse, Sarah, two daughters, Mrs. Maud Geer of California. I’m searching for a signal; and the signal I’m on the lookout for is, ‘Don’t spit right here,’ but I look round those two lovely drawing rooms, and cannot find a signal like this. About four P.M. but two or three vessels in sight and darkness beginning to settle upon the face of the great deep, the wind blowing a gale, and the sea becoming piled up in nearly frightful heaps, our engine gave out, some pipe giving means; a trifling injury, but nonetheless adequate to render the engine completely inefficient. Saturday, Dec. 13–At daylight we got here in sight of sand islands, and at 9 o’clock A.M. We left Fortress Monroe Thursday final, about eleven A.M., having received an order within the morning to proceed to sea at 10 A.M. Imagine having these lines written on one’s tombstone. It was the writer’s privilege to be intimately acquainted with the subject of this notice for a number of years, having commenced an acquaintance within the schoolroom as teacher and scholar, that ripened into that higher feeling–friendship.