Thorold News
[Welland Tribune, 9 April 1897]
We regret to announce the death, on Thursday morning last, of Mrs. Johnstone, mother of Dr. J.K. and Messrs. Omar and W.J. Johnstone and Mrs. Findlayson, at the family residence on Front St. The deceased lady has been a resident of Thorold for upwards of twenty years. The funeral, which was private, took place on Saturday afternoon to Lakeview cemetery, Rev. Dr. Clark conducted the services. The TRIBUNE extends its sympathy to the family in their bereavement.
Port Colborne News
[Welland Tribune, 9 April 1897]
Harry, the oldest son of Mr. and Mrs. Jacob Biederman, died on Sunday last of croup. The remains were buried at Graybiel’s on Tuesday, Rev. Mr. Badke, officiating.
Pelham Union
[Welland Tribune, 2 April 1897]
Miss Jane Bradt, who was reported ill last week, died on Monday at noon, of inflammation of the lungs, only being ill about 5 days. The burial service was held at the family residence, then to Lane’s burying ground, where the remains were interred.
Niagara Falls Town
[Welland Tribune, 2 April 1897]
The very sad news reached here on Monday morning that Hugh Webster, operator on the M.C.R. bridge, had died in Buffalo on Sunday, after undergoing a critical operation, aged 25 ½ years. Mr. Webster was married about two years ago to C.A. Huggins’ second daughter, who is now left alone with her little one to mourn the loss of a good husband. Deceased belonged to the Oddfellows and Masonic orders, the members of which societies attended the interment, which took place at Fairview after service in the Methodist church. Mrs. Webster has the hearty sympathy of this community in her trouble to which we add ours with all sincerity.
Niagara Falls Village News
[Welland Tribune, 26 March 1897]
Henry Sidney, a much respected colored resident of the village, died on Wednesday morning of progressive paralysis, after a long illness. He leaves three daughters and two sons to mourn his death. Henry Sidney and Alderman Plato came to this country together about 42 years ago. Both were slaves in the southern states, but made a successful escape to Canada. Mr. Sidney told many interesting anecdotes of this dangerous journey to our lines. They were compelled to travel by night and secrete themselves by day. They subsisted almost wholly on green corn, early fruits, etc., that they could gather on the way, and at times were almost famished for want of water. When a light shower of rain fell they would endeavor to catch a few drops by holding out leaves of corn. Both Mr. Sidney and Mr. Plato have prospered in their adopted home, and deceased passes away well respected in the community in which he lived so long. The funeral will take place at 2 p.m. today, at Drummond Hill.
Humberstone News
[Welland Tribune, 26 March 1897]
Mrs. John Lever, daughter of Godfrey Pietz, died on Wednesday of last week, very suddenly. An infant was born two days before, but subsequently died, and both were laid to rest in the same grave. The bodies were interred at the German cemetery on lake shore on Friday last, Rev. Mr. Dorn conducting the ceremony. Deceased leaves a husband and four small children to mourn the untimely death of a good and loving wife and mother.
Niagara Falls News
[Welland Tribune, 12 March 1897]
Robert Powley, who shot his wife on Monday across the river, was employed at the construction of the new Grand Trunk bridge. He was in trouble here two years ago for lying in wait to assault a Grand Trunk fireman. The remains of the poor murdered woman were interred at Fairview on Wednesday.
A TERRIBLE MURDER was perpetrated at Niagara Falls, NY. on Monday night. Robert Prowley, a railroad switchman, forced an entrance into the rooms of his wife with whom he had not been living for over a year, and with an outburst of curses sprang to her bedroom, dragged her from her bed and while holding her down deliberately fired shot after shot from his revolver into her breast. Anyone of them would have been fatal. Powley had been in prison for attempting to kill his wife on a previous occasion, and on getting out, his wife refusing to live with him again, this was his revenge.
Fonthill News
[Welland Tribune, 12 March 1897]
We regret to record this week the demise of Victoria, wife of Oscar Burch, who sank to her rest on Tuesday morning, 9th inst. Deceased had been on the decline for the past two years with consumption. Everything possible was resorted to to keep the formidable foe at bay, but the destroyer finally predominated. Mrs. Burch bore the lingering illness with remarkable patience. She leaves a husband and an only child to mourn her departure. The funeral took place on Thursday, services conducted by the pastor Rev. St. Dalmas.
[Welland Tribune, 12 March 1897]
In Queensville, on Wednesday, March 3re, there was a very pleasant gathering at the residence of Oliver Cuthbertson, to witness the marriage of his sister, Miss Nellie Cuthbertson, to Albion T. Wait, of Black Creek, Ont. The ceremony was performed by the pastor of the Presbyterian church, R.J. Sturgeon, B.A. Only a few of the relatives and personal friends of the bride were present.
Mrs. Wait is the youngest daughter of the late John Cuthbertson, at one time merchant in our village, and granddaughter of Rev. Samuel Cuthbertson of the Presbyterian church in Ireland, both of whom are now deceased.
At half-past two the minister pronounced them husband and wife, after which all repaired to the dining room and partook of the many delicacies prepared by skilful hands. The time seemed to slip away all too fast, as the guests expressed their good will by little speeches tinged with regard and kindliness. Amid laughter, good wishes and regret veiled by mirth, the happy couple departed on their trip to Toronto and the west. The presents were numerous and elegant.
Should Mr. and Mrs. Wait conclude to settle in Queensville, they can be rest assured of a cordial welcome.
Niagara Falls Village News
[Welland Tribune, 5 March 1897]
A most distressing death occurred in Toronto last week, when Mrs. Ed. C. Laur, daughter of Mrs. M. Kick of this village, passed away most unexpectedly leaving an infant a few days old. The news of the sad event caused a painful shock in the village win which Mrs. Laur had lived all her life prior to marriage, and where she was loved and esteemed. The remains were brought to her mother’s home and Sunday last fixed for the burial. On that day hundreds of sympathizing friends assembled to pay their last mark of respect for one so well-known and so popular with all who knew her. The Rev. Canon Bull who performed the ceremony of her marriage to Mr. Laur, only last year, was called upon to conduct the funeral service. The scene was most affecting, and the affliction of the poor mother and the bereaved husband was painful in the extreme. The kindly words of the clergyman found an echo in every heart. While the ceremony was in progress the hotel was packed with people, and at its close the floor of the upstairs parlor (in which the casket was placed) began to snap and crack with the weight of people. The room beneath was also filled with friends and had the floor above given way, the results would have been appalling. At this unfortunate moment some senseless spectator cried “fire!” The scene that followed can well be imagined. Those upstairs made a rush for the lower floor and those beneath naturally tried to make a hasty exit. It was a moment of extreme peril, but a few cool-headed, self-possessed men assured the crowd that no immediate danger need be feared, and checked the crowd from crushing itself in the doorways. A few moments more and the danger was over. After the ceremony the funeral procession moved to Drummond Hill cemetery, with the following named bearing the casket-Harry Dart, Harry Williams, Thornton Smith, Hamilton Ker, Marvin Biggar and Charles Willox. The floral decorations were very beautiful, and included a lovely wreath of roses from Mr. Laur’s fellow artists; in truth the remains rested in a bed of flowers, the loving tokens of family connections and girlhood friends Those nearest and dearest to the departed have the sympathetic condolence of every member of this community.
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