March 16, 1927
NEW IPSWICH
Delbert Hudson, who died at his home Wednesday, March 16, after a short illness, was the son of Elias Melburn and Lucy Jane (Waters) Hudson. He was born in Marlboro, Mass., Dec. 20, 1874. He married Miss Eva Maria Keyes of this town Nov. 29, 1894, and since their marriage they have made their home in New Ipswich, Four children were born to them, Edna Mae Taylor, who died a few years ago; Edward Arthur Hudson, Lillian Gertrude Connelly and Florence Edith Beach.
Mr. Hudson was a devoted husband and father, and possessed a genial, happy disposition. He belonged to the Odd Fellows lodge. which he joined about seven years ago.
The funeral was held Saturday, March 19, from the Baptist church. The officiating minster was Rev. Warren L. Lynes, from Newton seminary. The Odd Fellows were present at the service, and part of the Odd Fellows' service was used.
Mr. Hudson is survived by his wife, one son and two daughters, four grand-children and three sisters, Mrs. Ella M. Cushing and Mabel Eva Hudson of Brattleboro, Vt., and Mrs. Flora Willard of this town.
Relatives from out of town who attended the funeral included Mr. and Mrs. Stephen P. Connelly of Waltham, Mass., and Mr. and Mrs. Watson E. Bach of Sandwich, N. H., Edward Arthur Hudson of Worcester, and Frank C. Keyes, a brother-in- law, from New Haven, Conn.
The bearers were Edward R. Wheeler, Wallace O. Tenney, Albro L. Balch and Willis F. Mansfield.
The body was placed in the receiving tomb.
Photo Archives
Bank Village 1897. Photo taken by E.O. Marshall of Mary Jane Marshall Tabraham and her dog. Photo given by Terry Rosenfelder, 1980.
James Roger diary entry
4th April 1913
Dull, cold, raw west wind. David & Daniel working in Spoffords’ garden. I did some chores, picked fowls in brooder house, and went to mail. Mother feeling better today. Doctor pleased with improvement. Mrs. George Sargent was prematurely confined this morning at an early hour; baby alive but weak, doubtful if it lives. Wrapped in cotton batting. Jesse telephoned from Ayer this morning to ask for mother. Started another incubator today with 360 eggs. Got letter from Hamish last night, and Miss R. of Troy was operated upon for appendicitis. Doing well so far. Got letter from May, and they are all well and had got a sideboard.
Hope Mother wasn't drinking any "Mother's Ruin" (gin), or swallowing aspirin, or smoking. In the early 20th century my grandmother said some of the old Finn ladies advised their peers to smoke a pipe in order to help them cough and thus allegedly rid themselves of excess phlegm.
Maybe Mother got better because she lay down, didn't stress out, and got a good night's sleep.