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From: George Newbury <>
Subject: [LL] WHITMAN, Jacob - d. March 20, 1935
Date: Fri, 28 Feb 2003 21:59:47 -0400


Wednesday, March 27, 1935 Bridgewater Bulletin
Jacob Whitman
Death at an early hour on Wednesday morning, March 20th, claimed the
life of one of the most highly esteemed residents of Conquerall Bank, in
the person of Jacob Whitman, at the age of sixty-nine. Mr Whitman was
the son of the late Samuel and Ann Crouse Whitman,
life-long residents of this place. Being very active and confined to his
bed only five hours, when he expired very unexpectedly, death being due
to brain hemmorhage.
The sudden passing of Mr Whitman was a severe shock to his family and
the community in which he lived. Being a ships' caulker by trade he was
well known throughout the province. For the past eleven years he had
been in the employ of the National Sand and Material Co., Welland, Ont.,
where he worked on the building of the Welland canal and the New Pier
'B' at Halifax.
He is survived by his sorrowing widow, formerly Miss Laura Backman, of
Aspotogan, N.S.; two sons, Samuel T. of Conqueral Bank, engineer on the
C.G.S. 'Arleaux';
Carman A., of 5 South St., Halifax, employed with the N.S. Power and
Light Company.
An only daughter, Mercy, wife of Capt. Ruey V. Sarty, of the Imperial
Co., residing
at Pleasantville; three grand-children, Arnold, Dorothy and Yvonne, with
whom the tie
of addection was very strong. One brother, James, of Hancock, Maine,
also survives.
The funeral was held on Friday afternoon from St. Augustine's Anglican
Church of which the deceased was a life-long member. The service was
conducted by the Rev. K.B. Wainwright, assisted by by the Rev. G.S.
Tanton of Dartmouth, a very close friend of the family. The heartfelt
sympathy is extended to the bereaved and grief-stricken family in their
great loss of a kind, loving husband and father.
-
We will not say, and we cannot say,
That he is dead; he is just away;
With a peaceful smile and wave of the hand
He has wandered into an unknown land.
Think of him still as the same I say;
He is not dead, he is just away.
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