Person:Henry Babcock (11)

Watchers
m. 1 Jan 1792
  1. Charles Babcock1792 - 1830
  2. Jonathan Babcock1794 - 1864
  3. Tacy Babcock1796 -
  4. Samuel Langworthy Babcock1799 - 1872
  5. Andrew Babcock1803 - 1860
  6. Henry C. Babcock1805 - 1884
m. 16 Nov 1831
  1. Charles W. Babcock - 1834
  2. Frances DeEtte Babcock1852 - 1930
Facts and Events
Name Henry C. Babcock
Gender Male
Birth[1] 13 Oct 1805 Brookfield, Madison, New York, United States
Marriage 16 Nov 1831 DeRuyter, Madison, New York, United Statesto Temperance Burdick
Death[1][2] 8 Jan 1884 Albion, Dane, Wisconsin, United States
Obituary[2]
References
  1. 1.0 1.1 Babcock, Stephen. The Babcock Genealogy. (New York City, New York: Eaton & Mains, 1903)
    205.
  2. 2.0 2.1 The Sabbath Recorder . (New York City, New York; later Plainfield, N. J.)
    40:3:5, Jan. 17, 1884.

    In Albion, Dane Co., Wis., Jan. 8, 1884, Henry C. Babcock, in the 79th year of his age. The deceased was prostrated by a stroke of paralysis a little more than a year ago, and his steps for months have been along the borders of the grave; but his mind has been serene, and his hope of eternal life undimmed. He was a devoted Christian. He was born in Brookfield, N. Y., where he resided, excepting a short residence at De Ruyter, N. Y., until he came with his family to this state, twenty-eight years ago. He was baptized by Eld. Eli S. Bailey and united with the Seventh day Baptist Church early in life, in which faith he continued, being a much beloved member of the Church at Albion, Wis., at the time of his death. His funeral was attended on the 10th inst. by a large congregation of sympathizing friends and neighbors. In the absence of the pastor, Eld. S. H. Babcock, on account of illness, the services were conducted by Elder L. C. Rogers, of Edgerton, Wis. The text of the discourse was taken from 1 Cor. 15: 55-57. Among the hymns beautifully rendered, was 'Jesus Lover of my Soul.' being a favorite hymn of the deceased. The departed leaves a widow and four children, two of them residing west of the Mississippi. Thus like a shock of corn fully ripe in its season, death has gathered in his abundant harvest another of earth's loved ones, whose beautiful life will linger a precious memory with the friends who survive him. L. C. R.