Our neighborhood has again been bereft of its oldest Inhabitant, Mrs. Lovina Towle, who was summoned to the Better Land about one o'clock on Sunday morning, Nov. 18, 1828, aged 87 years, 7 months, 8 days. She had been in failing health for the past year or two, but was active and did her own housework well, for a woman nearly eighty-eight years of age. She gradually grew more infirm until the last month, when she had a severe attack of erysipelas, which, added to the other complications, hastened her death. She had been making preparations for this change, seemed to have a premonition, and told her relatives and friends that she would be gone ere long, and was fully reconciled to it, was ready to go at the Master's call.
I feel I cannot fully extol this dear woman. Words seem to fail one at this time, but she lived her life every day, and tried to live up to the Golden Rule. Her friends were legion, and they will miss her welcome, and her cheery smile.
Lovina Towle was born on April 9, 1841, the second of six children born to Gardner and Deziah Spink Towle. Most of her childhood days were passed in this vicinity. Her father was converted to the Mormon faith, and preached, but did not believe in the doctrines of polygamy. Both her father and mother kept their doors open for the stranger who came, and was not turned away empty handed. They were father and mother to the orphans and the name "Mother" Towle, as she was known, will long be remembered. When Lovina was eighteen, she was united in marriage to Martin V. B. Towle, her father's brother, ceremony performed April 10, 1869, by Justice of Peace Isaac Jenks of Rodman. Mr. Towle was a mason by trade with the exception of living a short time in Clyde, Wayne Co., and three years spent in Long Island, Canada, they have made their home in this neighborhood. The present camp of the Boy Scouts was their home for many years. The road was to be closed unless a dwelling house was erected, so the house was started and built in the night and finished later, so as to keep the road open.
Mrs. Towle's father died Apr. 4, 1897. Then they assumed the care of her aged mother, who died Dec. 18, 1903. On April 18, 1909, this worthy couple observed their Golden Wedding, about sixty being present, it being a complete surprise to Mr. Towle.
Soon after, they moved to the present home. On June 6, 1919, the husband passed away, leaving his companion and her nephew, Alonson Armsbury, whom they brought up as their own child, his mother, Ida Towle Armsbury, departing this life Jan. 11, 1883, when her little son was only about eight months old. As no children were born to Mr. and Mrs. Towle, they loved this child as their very own, and he has always lived with or very near them, and will miss them. This estimable couple were quiet people, and highly respected. He worked at his trade while she worked among her flowers, which she loved dearly, and were her pride. Many a beautiful bouquet from her garden has graced our tables. She always did nice fancy work when her household duties did not prevent. Both were members of Adams Grange and on the wall of the hall will be seen a beautiful wreath, her handiwork, which she presented to the Order a few years ago. About two years ago she sold her old home down in the gulf valley for a camp for the Boy Scouts, deducting $200 from her sale price, and donating that part of it. It was her desire to be spared to see the place finished, but it was not so to be. In all of my acquaintance with this dear old lady, I have never heard her say aught against anyone. She always looked on the bright side, and trusted that all was right. Her friends were legion, and always welcome to her home.
During her last sickness, her nephew and immediate relatives cared for her and did all that could be done. She never lost consciousness, and passed away peacefully. Her funeral which was held at 2 p. m. on November 20, was the largest one in this vicinity for some time, the house being filled, many coming from a distance. Rev. G. A. Foote, pastor of the M. E. church at Three Mile Bay and former pastor at Lorraine, spoke from the text Rev. 21, 3-4: "And I heard a great voice out of heaven saying. Behold the tabernacle of God is with men, and he will dwell with them, and they shall be his people, and God himself shall be with them, and be their God. And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes, and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain; for the former things are passed away."
Rev. Foote and Mrs. Lois Shelmidine sang, unaccompanied, three favorite hymns of the deceased. "He Leadeth Me" "What a Friend." and "Old Rugged Cross." A poem written by Mrs. Anson Hurd, "We Shall Miss You," was also read by Mr. Foote.
The casket was covered with the choicest of flowers and there were other beautiful pieces in the room, which bespoke of the great esteem in which the dear one was held. She was a noble woman, beloved by all, a mother to the motherless. a friend to the needy, and "Aunt Lovina" to us all, and the world is better because of her living in it.
The bearers were her neighbors, J. C. Nye, George Miller, Sr., Scott Carpenter and B. F. Corey, Jr. She was laid to rest in the family plot in Rural Cemetery, Adams, where
She sleepeth a happy sleep, Knowing no grief or tears, O'er the peace which she hath won There riseth no dreams of fears. Though our river of bliss run dry, Tears crowd to our lonely eyes, Yet we feel that she is blest in the home beyond the skies." —Addie M. Hurd
Sandy Creek News, Sandy Creek, N.Y., Thursday, November 29, 1928
I feel I cannot fully extol this dear woman. Words seem to fail one at this time, but she lived her life every day, and tried to live up to the Golden Rule. Her friends were legion, and they will miss her welcome, and her cheery smile.
Lovina Towle was born on April 9, 1841, the second of six children born to Gardner and Deziah Spink Towle. Most of her childhood days were passed in this vicinity. Her father was converted to the Mormon faith, and preached, but did not believe in the doctrines of polygamy. Both her father and mother kept their doors open for the stranger who came, and was not turned away empty handed. They were father and mother to the orphans and the name "Mother" Towle, as she was known, will long be remembered. When Lovina was eighteen, she was united in marriage to Martin V. B. Towle, her father's brother, ceremony performed April 10, 1869, by Justice of Peace Isaac Jenks of Rodman. Mr. Towle was a mason by trade with the exception of living a short time in Clyde, Wayne Co., and three years spent in Long Island, Canada, they have made their home in this neighborhood. The present camp of the Boy Scouts was their home for many years. The road was to be closed unless a dwelling house was erected, so the house was started and built in the night and finished later, so as to keep the road open.
Mrs. Towle's father died Apr. 4, 1897. Then they assumed the care of her aged mother, who died Dec. 18, 1903. On April 18, 1909, this worthy couple observed their Golden Wedding, about sixty being present, it being a complete surprise to Mr. Towle.
Soon after, they moved to the present home. On June 6, 1919, the husband passed away, leaving his companion and her nephew, Alonson Armsbury, whom they brought up as their own child, his mother, Ida Towle Armsbury, departing this life Jan. 11, 1883, when her little son was only about eight months old. As no children were born to Mr. and Mrs. Towle, they loved this child as their very own, and he has always lived with or very near them, and will miss them. This estimable couple were quiet people, and highly respected. He worked at his trade while she worked among her flowers, which she loved dearly, and were her pride. Many a beautiful bouquet from her garden has graced our tables. She always did nice fancy work when her household duties did not prevent. Both were members of Adams Grange and on the wall of the hall will be seen a beautiful wreath, her handiwork, which she presented to the Order a few years ago. About two years ago she sold her old home down in the gulf valley for a camp for the Boy Scouts, deducting $200 from her sale price, and donating that part of it. It was her desire to be spared to see the place finished, but it was not so to be. In all of my acquaintance with this dear old lady, I have never heard her say aught against anyone. She always looked on the bright side, and trusted that all was right. Her friends were legion, and always welcome to her home.
During her last sickness, her nephew and immediate relatives cared for her and did all that could be done. She never lost consciousness, and passed away peacefully. Her funeral which was held at 2 p. m. on November 20, was the largest one in this vicinity for some time, the house being filled, many coming from a distance. Rev. G. A. Foote, pastor of the M. E. church at Three Mile Bay and former pastor at Lorraine, spoke from the text Rev. 21, 3-4: "And I heard a great voice out of heaven saying. Behold the tabernacle of God is with men, and he will dwell with them, and they shall be his people, and God himself shall be with them, and be their God. And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes, and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain; for the former things are passed away."
Rev. Foote and Mrs. Lois Shelmidine sang, unaccompanied, three favorite hymns of the deceased. "He Leadeth Me" "What a Friend." and "Old Rugged Cross." A poem written by Mrs. Anson Hurd, "We Shall Miss You," was also read by Mr. Foote.
The casket was covered with the choicest of flowers and there were other beautiful pieces in the room, which bespoke of the great esteem in which the dear one was held. She was a noble woman, beloved by all, a mother to the motherless. a friend to the needy, and "Aunt Lovina" to us all, and the world is better because of her living in it.
The bearers were her neighbors, J. C. Nye, George Miller, Sr., Scott Carpenter and B. F. Corey, Jr. She was laid to rest in the family plot in Rural Cemetery, Adams, where
She sleepeth a happy sleep, Knowing no grief or tears, O'er the peace which she hath won There riseth no dreams of fears. Though our river of bliss run dry, Tears crowd to our lonely eyes, Yet we feel that she is blest in the home beyond the skies." —Addie M. Hurd
Sandy Creek News, Sandy Creek, N.Y., Thursday, November 29, 1928
Our neighborhood has again been bereft of its oldest Inhabitant, Mrs. Lovina Towle, who was summoned to the Better Land about one o'clock on Sunday morning, Nov. 18, 1828, aged 87 years, 7 months, 8 days. She had been in failing health for the past year or two, but was active and did her own housework well, for a woman nearly eighty-eight years of age. She gradually grew more infirm until the last month, when she had a severe attack of erysipelas, which, added to the other complications, hastened her death. She had been making preparations for this change, seemed to have a premonition, and told her relatives and friends that she would be gone ere long, and was fully reconciled to it, was ready to go at the Master's call.
I feel I cannot fully extol this dear woman. Words seem to fail one at this time, but she lived her life every day, and tried to live up to the Golden Rule. Her friends were legion, and they will miss her welcome, and her cheery smile.
Lovina Towle was born on April 9, 1841, the second of six children born to Gardner and Deziah Spink Towle. Most of her childhood days were passed in this vicinity. Her father was converted to the Mormon faith, and preached, but did not believe in the doctrines of polygamy. Both her father and mother kept their doors open for the stranger who came, and was not turned away empty handed. They were father and mother to the orphans and the name "Mother" Towle, as she was known, will long be remembered. When Lovina was eighteen, she was united in marriage to Martin V. B. Towle, her father's brother, ceremony performed April 10, 1869, by Justice of Peace Isaac Jenks of Rodman. Mr. Towle was a mason by trade with the exception of living a short time in Clyde, Wayne Co., and three years spent in Long Island, Canada, they have made their home in this neighborhood. The present camp of the Boy Scouts was their home for many years. The road was to be closed unless a dwelling house was erected, so the house was started and built in the night and finished later, so as to keep the road open.
Mrs. Towle's father died Apr. 4, 1897. Then they assumed the care of her aged mother, who died Dec. 18, 1903. On April 18, 1909, this worthy couple observed their Golden Wedding, about sixty being present, it being a complete surprise to Mr. Towle.
Soon after, they moved to the present home. On June 6, 1919, the husband passed away, leaving his companion and her nephew, Alonson Armsbury, whom they brought up as their own child, his mother, Ida Towle Armsbury, departing this life Jan. 11, 1883, when her little son was only about eight months old. As no children were born to Mr. and Mrs. Towle, they loved this child as their very own, and he has always lived with or very near them, and will miss them. This estimable couple were quiet people, and highly respected. He worked at his trade while she worked among her flowers, which she loved dearly, and were her pride. Many a beautiful bouquet from her garden has graced our tables. She always did nice fancy work when her household duties did not prevent. Both were members of Adams Grange and on the wall of the hall will be seen a beautiful wreath, her handiwork, which she presented to the Order a few years ago. About two years ago she sold her old home down in the gulf valley for a camp for the Boy Scouts, deducting $200 from her sale price, and donating that part of it. It was her desire to be spared to see the place finished, but it was not so to be. In all of my acquaintance with this dear old lady, I have never heard her say aught against anyone. She always looked on the bright side, and trusted that all was right. Her friends were legion, and always welcome to her home.
During her last sickness, her nephew and immediate relatives cared for her and did all that could be done. She never lost consciousness, and passed away peacefully. Her funeral which was held at 2 p. m. on November 20, was the largest one in this vicinity for some time, the house being filled, many coming from a distance. Rev. G. A. Foote, pastor of the M. E. church at Three Mile Bay and former pastor at Lorraine, spoke from the text Rev. 21, 3-4: "And I heard a great voice out of heaven saying. Behold the tabernacle of God is with men, and he will dwell with them, and they shall be his people, and God himself shall be with them, and be their God. And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes, and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain; for the former things are passed away."
Rev. Foote and Mrs. Lois Shelmidine sang, unaccompanied, three favorite hymns of the deceased. "He Leadeth Me" "What a Friend." and "Old Rugged Cross." A poem written by Mrs. Anson Hurd, "We Shall Miss You," was also read by Mr. Foote.
The casket was covered with the choicest of flowers and there were other beautiful pieces in the room, which bespoke of the great esteem in which the dear one was held. She was a noble woman, beloved by all, a mother to the motherless. a friend to the needy, and "Aunt Lovina" to us all, and the world is better because of her living in it.
The bearers were her neighbors, J. C. Nye, George Miller, Sr., Scott Carpenter and B. F. Corey, Jr. She was laid to rest in the family plot in Rural Cemetery, Adams, where
She sleepeth a happy sleep, Knowing no grief or tears, O'er the peace which she hath won There riseth no dreams of fears. Though our river of bliss run dry, Tears crowd to our lonely eyes, Yet we feel that she is blest in the home beyond the skies." —Addie M. Hurd
Sandy Creek News, Sandy Creek, N.Y., Thursday, November 29, 1928
I feel I cannot fully extol this dear woman. Words seem to fail one at this time, but she lived her life every day, and tried to live up to the Golden Rule. Her friends were legion, and they will miss her welcome, and her cheery smile.
Lovina Towle was born on April 9, 1841, the second of six children born to Gardner and Deziah Spink Towle. Most of her childhood days were passed in this vicinity. Her father was converted to the Mormon faith, and preached, but did not believe in the doctrines of polygamy. Both her father and mother kept their doors open for the stranger who came, and was not turned away empty handed. They were father and mother to the orphans and the name "Mother" Towle, as she was known, will long be remembered. When Lovina was eighteen, she was united in marriage to Martin V. B. Towle, her father's brother, ceremony performed April 10, 1869, by Justice of Peace Isaac Jenks of Rodman. Mr. Towle was a mason by trade with the exception of living a short time in Clyde, Wayne Co., and three years spent in Long Island, Canada, they have made their home in this neighborhood. The present camp of the Boy Scouts was their home for many years. The road was to be closed unless a dwelling house was erected, so the house was started and built in the night and finished later, so as to keep the road open.
Mrs. Towle's father died Apr. 4, 1897. Then they assumed the care of her aged mother, who died Dec. 18, 1903. On April 18, 1909, this worthy couple observed their Golden Wedding, about sixty being present, it being a complete surprise to Mr. Towle.
Soon after, they moved to the present home. On June 6, 1919, the husband passed away, leaving his companion and her nephew, Alonson Armsbury, whom they brought up as their own child, his mother, Ida Towle Armsbury, departing this life Jan. 11, 1883, when her little son was only about eight months old. As no children were born to Mr. and Mrs. Towle, they loved this child as their very own, and he has always lived with or very near them, and will miss them. This estimable couple were quiet people, and highly respected. He worked at his trade while she worked among her flowers, which she loved dearly, and were her pride. Many a beautiful bouquet from her garden has graced our tables. She always did nice fancy work when her household duties did not prevent. Both were members of Adams Grange and on the wall of the hall will be seen a beautiful wreath, her handiwork, which she presented to the Order a few years ago. About two years ago she sold her old home down in the gulf valley for a camp for the Boy Scouts, deducting $200 from her sale price, and donating that part of it. It was her desire to be spared to see the place finished, but it was not so to be. In all of my acquaintance with this dear old lady, I have never heard her say aught against anyone. She always looked on the bright side, and trusted that all was right. Her friends were legion, and always welcome to her home.
During her last sickness, her nephew and immediate relatives cared for her and did all that could be done. She never lost consciousness, and passed away peacefully. Her funeral which was held at 2 p. m. on November 20, was the largest one in this vicinity for some time, the house being filled, many coming from a distance. Rev. G. A. Foote, pastor of the M. E. church at Three Mile Bay and former pastor at Lorraine, spoke from the text Rev. 21, 3-4: "And I heard a great voice out of heaven saying. Behold the tabernacle of God is with men, and he will dwell with them, and they shall be his people, and God himself shall be with them, and be their God. And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes, and there shall be no more death, neither sorrow nor crying, neither shall there be any more pain; for the former things are passed away."
Rev. Foote and Mrs. Lois Shelmidine sang, unaccompanied, three favorite hymns of the deceased. "He Leadeth Me" "What a Friend." and "Old Rugged Cross." A poem written by Mrs. Anson Hurd, "We Shall Miss You," was also read by Mr. Foote.
The casket was covered with the choicest of flowers and there were other beautiful pieces in the room, which bespoke of the great esteem in which the dear one was held. She was a noble woman, beloved by all, a mother to the motherless. a friend to the needy, and "Aunt Lovina" to us all, and the world is better because of her living in it.
The bearers were her neighbors, J. C. Nye, George Miller, Sr., Scott Carpenter and B. F. Corey, Jr. She was laid to rest in the family plot in Rural Cemetery, Adams, where
She sleepeth a happy sleep, Knowing no grief or tears, O'er the peace which she hath won There riseth no dreams of fears. Though our river of bliss run dry, Tears crowd to our lonely eyes, Yet we feel that she is blest in the home beyond the skies." —Addie M. Hurd
Sandy Creek News, Sandy Creek, N.Y., Thursday, November 29, 1928
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