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Sarah Dexter

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Sarah Dexter

Birth
New York, USA
Death
19 Jul 1869 (aged 42–43)
Allegan County, Michigan, USA
Burial
Wayland, Allegan County, Michigan, USA Add to Map
Plot
Sec A Lot 71 Gr 3
Memorial ID
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Gravestone marker cannot be located, however she is in Grave 3, her mother in Grave 2.

Then the next was dear beloved Aunt Sarah Dexter. We children always did think so much of her. She had been teaching school. I and my brother Isaac were going to school to her and having such a good time, but poor auntie, it was not so nice for her as the weather was bleak and stormy a good part of the time. Her health was not sufficiently strong enough to cope with it so in a short time my father came for her and the school changed teachers. Brother and I went home and there we could be with our dear aunt Sarah all or most of the time. She shared with my folks or with her mother and brother just as she liked but after a few years she became so feeble she was not able to make the change and grandmother wanted Aunt Sarah with her and that really was Aunt Sarah's home. Then as she kept failing, growing more and more weak they needed someone to help and my mother would go and stay one week and then I go the next week and mother stay home and take care of things there as there was my father (Lucius Barnes) , my sister (Tamar), two weeks old , and a sister (Euretta) in school aged ten. Then one day my father had come to take one of us home when my aunt (Fidelia Dexter Willson) told my mother she wanted to see Martha. Mother told me. I went in her room; she said to me, your Aunt (Fidelia DexterWillson) says I am not going to live but a very short time. I said, oh why did they tell you that? She said it will be better for I will be done suffering. Then I wanted to ask you if you will make my shroud to be buried in. I know you are just a young girl, but you will do this because Aunt Sarah wants you to. Then I said of course and I'll do the best I can and I want whoever is going for the material to go today and get it so we can think and then how to make it. Poor Aunt Sarah lived to see the shroud, but passed away that night. The funeral was held in the room she liked to stay in so well. She was missed by all who knew her. (This appeard to be 1863, however Sarah's death recods show 1869 – perhaps Martha's recollection was off a few years.)
Gravestone marker cannot be located, however she is in Grave 3, her mother in Grave 2.

Then the next was dear beloved Aunt Sarah Dexter. We children always did think so much of her. She had been teaching school. I and my brother Isaac were going to school to her and having such a good time, but poor auntie, it was not so nice for her as the weather was bleak and stormy a good part of the time. Her health was not sufficiently strong enough to cope with it so in a short time my father came for her and the school changed teachers. Brother and I went home and there we could be with our dear aunt Sarah all or most of the time. She shared with my folks or with her mother and brother just as she liked but after a few years she became so feeble she was not able to make the change and grandmother wanted Aunt Sarah with her and that really was Aunt Sarah's home. Then as she kept failing, growing more and more weak they needed someone to help and my mother would go and stay one week and then I go the next week and mother stay home and take care of things there as there was my father (Lucius Barnes) , my sister (Tamar), two weeks old , and a sister (Euretta) in school aged ten. Then one day my father had come to take one of us home when my aunt (Fidelia Dexter Willson) told my mother she wanted to see Martha. Mother told me. I went in her room; she said to me, your Aunt (Fidelia DexterWillson) says I am not going to live but a very short time. I said, oh why did they tell you that? She said it will be better for I will be done suffering. Then I wanted to ask you if you will make my shroud to be buried in. I know you are just a young girl, but you will do this because Aunt Sarah wants you to. Then I said of course and I'll do the best I can and I want whoever is going for the material to go today and get it so we can think and then how to make it. Poor Aunt Sarah lived to see the shroud, but passed away that night. The funeral was held in the room she liked to stay in so well. She was missed by all who knew her. (This appeard to be 1863, however Sarah's death recods show 1869 – perhaps Martha's recollection was off a few years.)


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