|Birth: ||Nov. 9, 1821|
|Death: ||Aug. 30, 1884|
Niagara County News September 12, 1884
The subject of this sketch, David C. Baker, was born in Porter, Niagara County, N.Y., Nov. 9th, 1821, on the farm where most of his life has been spent.
The country was still almost a wilderness; many of those now beautiful farms being then an unbroken forest. He therefore grew up with the country, and always felt a just pride in the progress of his native town, with whose history that of his own is so closely interwoven.
He was a man of great public spirit, always taking an active part in anything pertaining to the welfare of the community in which he lived. There was a ring of genuineness and stirling worth in the character of deceased, which none could fail to notice. He was energetic in business, and a man of strict integrity, and when he professed friendship, there would be found the reality; and one very prominent characteristic of his life, was a thorough hatred of anything like hypocrisy or deceit.
Deceased always enjoyed excellent health until the winter of 1880, when he had a severe illness that resulted in palsy.
In July last, he, with his wife and other relatives went to their cottage at the Thousand Islands, where in a short time they were joined by their daughter, in whose society he took a great deal of pleasure, she studying his every wish and comfort. Thus a few weeks passed very pleasantly; then disease came and wasted his already enfeebled frame. The united efforts of his physician, Dr. Ransom of Lockport, with the most careful nursing on the part of his family, failed to control the disease, and he passed away on the night of Saturday, Aug. 30, just as the Sabbath was breaking, a day by him always so truly revered. After their three sons had gone to them at the Islands, where they assisted so tenderly in caring for him, he had no regrets at his prospective death away from the home he so dearly loved. Death for him had no terrors, as he trusted implicitly in his Saviour, whose guidance he had followed through so many years. He spoke of absent friends, sending messages to some, and calling his wife to him a few minutes before he died, said, "I am dying; do not mourn me; all is well,"
The remains were brought to Ransomville Monday evening by train. It was truly mournful to see the loving wife and affectionate children following the remains of the dear husband and father into their beautiful, but now sorrow-stricken home, whence he was borne on Tuesday, Sept. 2nd, to his last resting place in the Hosmer cemetery.
He had been a member of the M.E. church for many years, and as such will be greatly missed. As a kind and generous neighbor, his loss will be deeply regretted.
His was a consistent, noble life, crowned by a triumphant death; and it must be a pleasure to those who remain, to know that the world is better for his having lived in it.
Adelia Baker (1824 - 1906)*
Oakland Rural Cemetery
New York, USA
Maintained by: Bill Siddall
Originally Created by: Anonymous
Record added: Sep 03, 2008
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