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After Many Years.

The venerable James S. McEntee of this city, after a most happy married life of fifty-six years, has been called upon to mourn the loss of his estimable wife who has nobly fulfilled the marriage vows taken more than a half century ago. She has been spared to see her children take prominent places not only in business and society, but in the arts and sciences, and her history as well as that of her husband and family are interlinked with that of our city in many ways. Mrs. McEntee had suffered for over a year slightly, and for about four months quite severely with paralysis, but her death on Friday evening last was quite sudden, and its immediate cause was a hemorrhage. In addition to the care she gave her immediate household, she found much time to devote to the works of religion, benevolence and charity, and there are many beside her own family who will miss her ministrations and cheerful smile. She was a member of the Rondout Presbyterian Church and her death was feelingly alluded to in the prayers of the pastor on Sunday morning. Her remains will probably be laid away in Montrepose Cemetery in that quiet and unostentatious way that has characterized her life, still we cannot refrain from saying to the world that in her death there has been removed from earth one who has done much to make the world brighter and pleasanter, and that she has left behind her children who are fitted by her example and teachings to pick up and wear the mantle she has worn so worthily.

DIED.
McENTEE——At Rondout, on Friday, Nov.2,1883, Sarah Jane Gootcheus, wife of James S. McEntee, in the 75th year of her age.

The friends of the family, without further notice, are respectfully invited to attend her funeral at her late residence on the Weinberg, on Tuesday, 6th inst, at 2 o'clock. The burial will be private. [[/clipping]]

Thursday Nov. 8" 1883. The weather continues very pleasant. I put in the remainder of the glass in the cellar windows. While I was busy Mr. Lindsley drove up with old Mr. Tomkins who is in his ninety second year. We wanted him to stay to dinner but he was too busy - had to draw a plan for something they were going to do at the mill. He is in perfect health and has all his functions. I trimmed some of the apple trees near the well. Henry and Tom are getting the roots in to the new root cellar. Joe left for N.Y. on his way home. Downing joins him tomorrow and Gussie will remain here.

Friday 9". Boxed the invalid chair in which my dear mother spent so many weary days and in which she died, to send it back to Mary Gifford who lent it to us. It rained a part of the day. When I had finished the chair I came to my room and wrote to Mary Gifford and to Mary Weir. Went to the Methodist church in the evening to hear Mr. Terry. He was ill and could not come and Mr. Fitch who was their pastor thirty years ago preached instead a not particularly interesting sermon to me about Cornelius the Centurion. At the end of his sermon when he spoke of the changes of thirty years he was very earnest and impressive. Downing went to N.Y. on his way to Hillsboro. We parted with him with reluctance but we think it will be a good thing for him.

Saturday 10" Repaired the carriage house roof. Henry set out some strawberry plants and I sowed morning glory seeds over the root cellar. It rained in the afternoon. Mary and I went through a barrel of crockery over the carriage house lookind for the bedstead castors. Showed her and Gussie my studies. I am almost surprised to see how cheerful and happy I am. I told my father yesterday I could not think of my dear mother with any other feeling than joy and thankfulness, even the sorrow for her absence has been obliterated by the sweet satisfactions of her last days. I now I shall miss her more later just as I did dear Gertrude but I try to keep busy and that helps us to bear our sorrows. My father had a letter from Mr. Jervis.

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