Albert H. Weed

Male 1822 - 1870  (47 years)


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  • Name Albert H. Weed 
    Born 11 Jul 1822 
    Gender Male 
    Died 11 Mar 1870  Richland Twp., Oswego County, New York Find all individuals with events at this location 
    Person ID I38657  Stewartsnydotcom
    Last Modified 14 Oct 2019 

    Father Ancestors Eli Weed,   b. 20 Feb 1789, Dutchess County, New York Find all individuals with events at this location,   d. 21 Sep 1875, Richland Twp., Oswego County, New York Find all individuals with events at this location  (Age 86 years) 
    Relationship natural 
    Mother Ancestors Sarah McChesney,   b. 27 Jun 1786,   d. 27 Mar 1879  (Age 92 years) 
    Relationship natural 
    Married Abt 1809 
    Family ID F14358  Group Sheet  |  Family Chart

    Family Ancestors Melissa H. Jones,   b. 15 Jun 1823, Albion, New York Find all individuals with events at this location,   d. 2 Jun 1875, Richland Twp., Oswego County, New York Find all individuals with events at this location  (Age 51 years) 
    Children 
     1. Wayland Wilder Weed,   b. 22 Sep 1847,   d. 12 Feb 1883  (Age 35 years)  [natural]
    Last Modified 14 Oct 2019 
    Family ID F14359  Group Sheet  |  Family Chart

  • Notes 
    • Newspaper Obituary - Thursday, March 17, 1870 Pulaski Democrat - Pulaski, New York - Died - At his residence in this village on Friday, March 11th, Albert H. Weed, aged 48 years.

      Newspaper Obituary - Thursday, March 24, 1870 Pulaski Democrat - Pulaski, New York - Albert H. Weed - In the cemetery just north of the village will soon be placed a monument to mark the spot and show the friends, acquaintances and the way faring man where rests the subject of this notice. Death, says Bacon, 'Openeth the gate to good fame.' Our friends ripen, they die, then their virtues appear all undimmed. Were the simple truth told of our neighbors while living, it would sound unreal, when they are called to slumber in the long night of oblivion. We realize what we might have known, we never do. In the year of grace, 1822, of good parentage, and this claim, quiet little town was he born. With the exception of a brief period his life has been spent in our midst, and has been in harmony with the growth and prosperity of his native place. His calling in life was that of a builder, many of our most tasty, substantial edifices, of their beauty and their strength to his genius. Some few years since, he located at Cohoes, where a broader field was found for the full exercise of his abilities, get the care, the exposure, the climate, proved not kind to him, and he returned with health shattered, ill health coloring all his life. Becoming identified in early life with a political party, he never deviated from a straight line of action; some who did not well know him, thought he was a little obstinate, when he was firm, others regarded him as a little unreasonable when he would pursue his own high standard of right. To his friends especially was he a center of attraction. Ever gentle, kind, yet consistent, and matters of importance, his judgment was often appealed to in his decisions were in accordance with its character, just. The past three years he has been looking on at himself and the scenes of which he was part. He has borne every sorrow so briefly, so quietly, had it not been for the terrible cough we should only have thought of the Albert of the olden time. On the afternoon of the llth inst., he sat at the table with this family, the eldest son accepted, in the chair in which they last saw him, and in which, henceforth, they will we see him. At 6:00 PM he was conversing, the father in the home circle, at seven o'clock of the same afternoon, his body was laid cold in an adjacent room. And now with the eyes closed, the light gone, the countenance tells of character and experience both deep and ripe. But is not the study of our dear friend and brother's dead face, disloyal to the sleeper?