- 1897, Friday May 21, The Almonte Gazette page 4
DEATHS
In Ramsay, May 16th, Robert McLean, aged 82 years.
1897, Friday May 21, The Almonte Gazette page 8
DEATH'S HARVEST
The Late Robert M'Lean
Few of the settlers of Ramsay who came out in the twenties now remain to tell the interesting experiences of the pioneer days, and the thin ranks were made thinner this week by the death on Sunday last of Mr. Robert McLean, of the seventh line, after being abed for about a year, as the result of an attack of paralysis. Deceased was of a retiring disposition and never took an active part in municipal or political matters, yet those who knew him intimately speak in high terms of his sterling worth. He was born in Old Kilpatrick, near Glasgow, Scotland, in 1815, and was therefore 82 years of age. he came to Canada with his parents in 1821. His father, Lachlan McLean (who died in 1872, aged 93 years) located the present, McLean homestead. His mother died in 1865, aged 81 years so that the family is somewhat remarkable for longevity. The deceased married Mary Dunlop , of Ramsay township, 1844. A family of three sons and four daughters blessed their union, all of whom, with the widow, survive. The children are: Robert, of Dauphin, Manitoba; Lachlan, of Beckwith; Annie (Mrs Wesley Armstrong), Ottawa; Jeanie (Mrs Robt. Philip), Ramsay; Minnie (Mrs J.F. Templeton), Sudbury; and Malcolm and Christina on the homestead. Being one the first settlers, and having lived on the same farm for the last 76 years, the late Mr. McLean was well and favourably known, and his funeral was a splendid tribute to the worth of the hardy pioneers of this section, the cortege being one of the largest ever seen in the neighbourhood. The remains were interred in the eighth line cemetery. Mr Tracy, of Ottawa, conducted the funeral services, and referred in appropriate terms to the deceased.
For eighty winters he felt the chilling blasts,
And faced the winds and snows of time.
Peace to his ashes!
For fourscore years--utmost allotted span
of mortal life-
He served his generation,
And came to his grave like a shock of corn,
Fully ripe.
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