[Welland Telegraph June 26, 1903]
A sad drowning accident occurred Thursday of last week in the river about three-quarters of a mile below Queenston, when Andrew Donald, of this town lost his life. Along with some companions from the Falls, Andrew was picking strawberries on the farm of a man named Armstrong. At noon all went to the river for a swim. It is not known just at present how the accident happened, but Andrew was not a very expert swimmer and probably got beyond his depth. There is a strong undercurrent in this part of the river and it may have drawn the lad down. The other boys could give him no assistance, and they hurried away for help. At the time of writing the body had not been found. Andrew Donald was 14 years old and resided with his mother on Park street. Much sympathy is expressed for the bereaved family in their sudden loss.
[Welland Telegraph July 3, 1903]
Another old resident of Port Colborne in the person of Mrs Wilcox passed away on Wednesday morning last, after a distressing illness of about three weeks. Deceased was the relict of the late David Wilcox, who died eight years ago in August. She was a native of Ireland, coming to this country with her parents, Mr and Mrs Elkins, when six years of age. Ever since then she has lived in Port Colborne, and she has seen many come and go and many changes in the neighborhood. She was married in 1846 and leaves three children. They are-Mrs Wm Armstrong, Geo Wilcox and Mrs A.H. Neal of Idaho. She had a pretty home on the lake front, but for some years past she has lived with Mrs Wm Armstrong. About three weeks ago she was taken seriously ill, complication of diseases having set in from the grip and the disease having settled in her throat she was unable to take nourishment. Deceased was a member of St James church and as an estimable woman had many friends around her neighborhood,
The funeral will take place to-day from the residence of Mr Armstrong to St James church at two o’clock, where service will be held. The interment will be at Overholt’s cemetery.
[Welland Telegraph November 12, 1903]
This week is our sad duty to chronicle the death of a highly esteemed young woman of the village, in the person of Grace, the beloved wife of Mr Hugh Leaney, at the home of her parents, Mr and Mrs George Ross, on Saturday afternoon last, after a lingering illness borne with most patient fortitude, The funeral, which was attended by a large circle of sorrowing friends and relatives throughout the county, took place on Tuesday at 11.30 a.m. from her late residence to St Paul’s church, where the deeply impressive burial services of the Church of England were conducted by the rector, the Rev. F.C. Piper, assisted by G.V. Gwilym, of Trinity University, Toronto, who is in charge of the congregation here. The sermon of the rector was one of the most comforting hope to the mourners and friends.
The last mortal remains of the deceased were reverently conveyed to their resting place in the Coleman burying plot in the adjoining cemetery, by her two brothers, Charles and George, cousin Hugh Ross, of this village and three cousins William, Frank and Russell Ross of Niagara Falls Centre. The floral offerings were both numerous and beautiful, among which were those from St Paul’s church Sunday school, in which school the deceased always took a most active interest; Mr and Mrs W.E Phin, of Welland; Mr and Mrs Arthur Abbey, of Buffalo, and from relatives in St Catharines and Niagara Falls Centre. To the young husband and infant son, father, mother, brothers and sisters is extended the most sincere sympathy of the whole village and community.
[Welland Telegraph June 5, 1903]
On May 27, at Galt, Ont., at the home of her daughter, Mrs Stewart Black, Mrs Adam Garner died. Mrs Garner had been confined to her bed for several weeks suffering from a complication of bronchitis. Mrs Garner whose maiden name was Martha E. Hellems, was born a little over seventy-six years ago at Welland. She prepared herself for a teacher and taught in Merritton and also at the Stone school, Stamford. On November 29th 1853, she married Adam Garner. Hence if she had lived until Nov 29 next, she would have been fifty years married. Her married life was spent in Stamford and Niagara Falls South. The family moved to that village about twelve years ago. She joined the Methodist church when quite young and was a consistent member up to the time of her death.
Six children, four daughters and two sons, as well as two brothers and a sister, survive her. The sons are J.H. Garner, merchant, of Niagara Falls South, and Charles of Welland. The daughters are Mrs E, Muisner and Mrs J.B. Stewart, Niagara Falls South, Miss Jennie, Mrs Stewart Black, of Galt. The brothers are Police Magistrate Hellems of Welland, and C.W. Hellems, of St Catharines, and the sister; Mrs Rice, Welland. Mrs Garner has a large number of friends who will mourn her death. The funeral took place on Monday last to Drummond Hill Cemetery. The bearers were; W.P. Dixon, Wm Dart, Geo. W. McClive, Robt. McClive, Geo. C. Biggar and D.E. Dell.
[Welland Telegraph June 19, 1903]
On Sunday, after a few hours illness, Mr Adam Garner, one of the oldest and most highly respected citizens of this vicinity passed away. On Saturday he had a stroke of paralysis from which he never rallied. Mr Garner was a son of Mr John Garner, and was born in Stamford about 74 years ago, and lived all his life in Stamford township and the Village. On November 29th, 1853, he married Martha E. Hellems, who died on the 27th of May., this year. He was a member of the Methodist congregation for many years. Six children, four daughters and two sons, as well as a sister, Mrs Robinson, of this town, survive him. The sons are: J.H. Garner, merchant of this village, and Chas, of Welland. The daughters are: Mrs E. Muisner and Mrs J.B. Stewart, Niagara Falls South, Miss Jennie and Mrs Stewart Black, of Galt. The funeral took place on Wednesday, leaving the house at 1.30. Service in the Methodist church at 2 p.m. Interment was in Drummond Hill cemetery.
[Welland Telegraph July 17, 1903]
The lifeless body of Miss Beatrice Stuart was found on a vacant lot on Welland street Friday afternoon, with every indication of having been dead two or three days. Miss Stuart resided on Chappel street alone, and was last seen by her relatives on Monday. She was of a retiring disposition, and went about little. She was subject to severe attacks of heart trouble, and it is altogether probable that she was attacked with one of these while out alone, and being unable to secure assistance, she died unnoticed. The body was found by a little girl named Turner, on the vacant lot, just back of the deceased’s home. Miss Stuart was a sister of Mr John Stuart, the well known Thorold foundryman, and of Mrs Evan McPherson, also a resident of the Mountain Town.
The last seen her alive was on Tuesday afternoon, when she visited her sister, Mrs McPherson, at her home on Carleton street. Shortly after two o’clock she left her sister’s house and went home, saying she must pick some fruit. On account of the warm weather of the day her sister persuaded her to defer the work until another time. She had evidently then gone home, and being of regular habits, was wont to feed her chickens about four o’clock in the afternoon. She had evidently gone out with a tin dish and a plate in her hand, when she was overtaken with the attack, which from all appearances, ended her life without a struggle. The dish and plate were found near her when the body was discovered.
Miss Stuart was an active and energetic worker in the Presbyterian church of Thorold, and a teacher in that Sunday school, and her untimely demise will not only be regretted by those with whom she was associated in church work, but by a wide circle of friends who will extend to the bereaved brother and sister their heartfelt sympathy.
When found, the body, which had been exposed to the rays of the hot sun for the past few days, was so badly decomposed that immediate interment was necessary. Accordingly, the funeral was held at 8 o’clock in the evening, and was attended by a large number of sympathizing friends. An impressive service was conduced at the late home of the deceased by Rev Mr McLeod, who also officiated at the grave. The pall-bearers were; L.G. Lorriman, J.F. Gamble, W McGill, A. McClenchy and Geo Turner Interment took place at Lakeview cemetery.
[Welland Telegraph December 1903]
Reader, have you got a wife?
Kiss her every day,
“Tis the duty of your life
To kiss her every day.
Tell her that the world is graced
By such as she, the true, the chaste-
Then put your arms around her waist
And kiss her every day.
Tell her that she’s growing prettier
Every dawning day,
Dearer, nicer, wiser, wittier,
Kiss her every day.
Many lives are graveward carried,
Wounded, bruised and hurt and harried,
They stopped their sparking when they married;
Often that’s the way.
Tell your wife how much you’d miss her,
If she went away.
Take her in your arms and kiss her,
Forty times a day.
Tell her she’s your life and crown,
Never leave her with a frown,
Keep your ugly temper down,
And kiss her every day.
Winter, summer, rain or shine,
Never sulk and blame,
Spring or autumn, never whine
For your own good name.
Sometimes she’ll be cross and cold;
Never mind, she’s good as gold,
Let her have her little scold,
And kiss her just the same.
When there’s something wrong with baby,
Kiss her every day.
‘Twill help to soothe her worry, may be,
Kiss her every day.
Kiss her when her soul is sad
Kiss her when her heart is glad
Be your fortune good or bad,
Kiss her every day.
Toronto World.
[Welland Telegraph April 3, 1903]
I own a dog who is a gentleman
By birth, most surely since the creature can
Boast of a pedigree the like of which
Holds not a Howard or a Matternich
By breeding. Since the walks of life he trod
He never wagged an unkind tale abroad
He never snubbed a nameless cur because
Without a friend or credit card he was
By pride. He looks you squarely in the face
Unshrinking and without a single trace
Of either diffidence or arrogant
Assertions such as upstarts often flaunt
By Tenderness. The littlest girl may tear
With absolute impunity his hair
And pinch his silken, flowing ears the while
He smiles upon her-yes, I’ve seen him smile.
By loyalty. No truer friend than he
Has come to prove his friendship’s worth to me.
He does not fear the master-knows no fear-
But loves the man who is his master here.
By countenance. If there be nobler eyes.
More full of honor and of honesties,
In finer head, or broader shoulders found-
Then have I never met the man or hound.
Here is the motto on my lifeboat’s log:
‘God grant I may be worthy of my dog!’
[Welland Telegraph December 10, 1903]
Why not stop to think and reason,
When we call our blessings few,
That they would be great and many
If we only knew.
All we have seems Cevanescent,
Transient as the early dew,
Yet it might not all be seeming,
If we only knew.
How these trifles fret and vex us,
That we live, perhaps, we rue-
Yet to live would be our glory,
If we only knew.
Still we doubt and fear and tremble,
Search in vain for hint or clue-
And our reaching would be folly,
If we only knew.
When we utter our complainings,
Hate the old and curse the new,
We should have a better feeling,
If we only knew.
If, beyond what’s false and fading,
We could see the pure and true,
All our way would glow with beauty,
If we only knew.
Life we feel is sometimes gloomy,
Short our vision, dim our view,
But there might be never dimness,
If we only knew.
Clouds illumed with day’s bright dawning,
Rising splendors striking through,
These would shine along our pathway
If we only knew.
[Welland Telegraph October 29, 1903]
A very quiet wedding took place at four o’clock on Wednesday of last week at the Methodist parsonage, Thorold, when Rev J.R. Patterson performed the ceremony which united in marriage two of Thorold’s most popular young people. The contracting parties were Mr Albert Cooper, one of the most highly esteemed young men of the Mountain town, and Miss Jean McGill, elder daughter of Mr and Mrs James McGill, Ann street. The pretty bride was becomingly gowned in a costume of blue broadcloth with hat to match, was attended by her sister, Miss Beckie McGill, who was also attired in blue broadcloth. Mr Robert Higgins cousin of the bride, performed the duties of groomsman. After the ceremony the bridal party returned to the home of the bride’s parents where a dainty luncheon was served, after which they drove to Merritton, where Mr and Mrs Cooper left per 5.20 G,T.R. train for a brief honeymoon, which they will spend at Port Huron London, and other points.
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