May 7,1927
Death of Mrs. Aldrich
Mrs. Maggie E. Aldrich, whose sudden death occurred Sunday night, May 7. was born in Castle Rea, Ireland, June 29, 1864. At an early age she came to America and lived with relatives in Cambridge, Mass. In that city she was united in marriage to Isham E. Aldrich Oct. 9. 1882. Three children were born to them: Grace Belle, William Elbridge and Edward F. Aldrich. Only one of them survives Mrs. Aldrich.
Nine years after their marriage Mr. and Mrs. Aldrich moved to New Ipswich and lived at several different locations, but later bought the so-called Perry farm in the southern part of the town, where they lived for several years. They moved a few years ago into a house near Walker's mill, where Mr. Aldrich is engaged as foreman.
Mrs. Aldrich was always interested in social and religious affairs pertaining to Christian betterment of the community. She was a member of the Congregational church and at the time of her death was treasurer of the society. She was an active member of Watatic Grange, and of John Everett chapter, O. E. S., No. 60.
Mrs. Aldrich was a devoted wife and mother, and an ideal home-maker.
On Sunday, May 8, Mothers' day, Mr. and Mrs. Aldrich spent the day with Mr. and Mrs. William Aldrich. it also being the birthday of Isham Aldrich. Returning home after supper, Mrs. Aldrich made the remark, "The end of a perfect day," practically her last words before her death at 10 o'clock.
Funeral services were held from her late home Wednesday afternoon, Rev. John E. Bowman of Boston, officiating..
Mrs. Aldrich is survived by her husband, a son, William E., and four grandchildren, Leota Aldrich of this town. Helen M. and Marion O. Terry and Donald F. Terry of East Brookfield, Mass., and her son-in-law. Horace J. Terry. The bearers were Robert Walker, Edward Wheeler, Willis Mansfield, Albro Balch. Alfred Woodward and Herschel Lewis.
Burial was in Center cemetery,
New Ipswich.
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Isham and Maggie Aldrich
James Roger diary entry
11th April 1913
Dull and drizzly, wind south. David washing harness. I lit fires in Church for meeting of Men's Club tonight; wrote to John Stewart and John Borland and H. H. Whitman of New York. Got letter from Hamish who is well, and Lucy getting on as favorably as can be expected. Wrote valuation paper for Dan Brown. Mother keeping better. Dr. called today. Men's Club met at 7 p.m.; about 18 present. Very heavy rain.
It seems that at funerals we’ve read about, the Reverend frequently is not local but from out of town. Wonder why.
A mother dying on Mother's Day which also happens to be her husband's birthday, strange coincidence.