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We regret to announce the death on Monday morning of Uncle Sam Whitman, as he was familiarly known, the genial, kindly old man who for a quarter of a century has gathered toll at the gate just above our village.
Uncle Sam would have been 71 years old next April. More than fifty years ago he was a prominent Methodist at Rushville, Yates county, and active in the establishment of a society and church there. All his life he has been an earnest and enthusiastic Christian and in his last moments glorified God, his father, whom he was anxious to see face to face.
He leaves a wife and three sons, viz: Perrin B. Whitman, the celebrated U.S. Indian interpreter, of Idaho; O.G. Whitman of Monroe Center, Mich.; and C.P. Whitman who lives near Loon Lake, Steuben county.
His funeral services were held at the Methodist church, Wayland, yesterday morning, and his remains deposited in the cemetery at Loon Lake.
Uncle Sam Whitman will be greatly missed and sincerely mourned, but all cannot but wish a like ending to their lives and as sure an entrance into heaven. Peace and honor to his memory.
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As train 8 on the Rochester division of the Erie railroad was approaching Wayland, it struck a carriage on a crossing known as Buffalo street throwing the two occupants to the ground and instantly killing them both.
The unfortunate victims of the disaster were Sylvester Capron of Springwater and his sister, Mrs. Clara Whitman.
Mr. Capron has long been one of the most prominent citizens of Springwater and Mrs. Whitman will be remembered by many readers, as the lady who formerly attended at the the toll gate on the Wayland and Dansville plank road.
At the scene of the accident, the wagon road crosses the track at an oblique angle so that the carriage was struck by the engine nearly from behind. The disaster was a terrible one, but no blame seems to have been attached to anyone.
East Springwater - Saturday the news spread like wildfire through the town and surrounding country that Sylvester Capron and his sister, Mrs. Whitman, had been killed at the R. R. crossing on Buffalo street, a short distance west of Wayland.
They were on their way to Dansville and were struck by the morning Express going east, shivering the buggy to pieces, Capron with the seat, was carried on the platform in front of the engine to the next crossing, a short distance before the train could be stopped. The skull on the back of his head was broken which was the only bruise found upon him.
Not so with Aunt Clara, she was dragged by the cars about half way to the other crossing from where the accident occurred, mangling her terribly, it is said every bone in her body was broken.
Few, if any, among us, would have been missed more than they. They had outlived their allotted time of three score and ten years, most of which had been spent in this town. “Vest” as he was familiarly called by every one, had been a successful farmer, having accumulated a fortune thereby, was a zealous Methodist in his younger days, and will be remembered also, as the genial landlord of the Tabors Corners Tavern, in the stirring political times of the Polk campaign in which he took a lively part, marching shoulder to shoulder with the Naples jaw-bone band, when A. T. Nelson was the leader.
Aunt Clara’s kindly greeting will be remembered by thousands who passed the toll-gate to Dansville, where she for many years helped Uncle Whitman take the toll.
It was a sad night to see them lying there, side by side, and will never be forgotten by the many, many friends who come to see. It is said that three other persons have been killed at the some crossing within a few years.
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