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novel in his life, "Ten Thousand a Year." His reading, which was extensive, followed the line of political issues, the great questions of the day, the advancement of civilization in all parts of the world, and books of biography and travel. In his old home, which remains in all essentials practically unchanged, will be found a valuable library, bearing on such topics, and many old volumes in quaint bindings.
Three score years and ten are the allotted years of man, but Mr. Grosvenor lived to be past ninety. On his last birthday the following tribute was sent: “The Board of Bank Directors extends greetings and congratulations upon your attaining so many years of happiness and successful usefulness to the community and commonwealth. Few men are privileged to enjoy so long a period of successful activity, and we, your friends and associates, desire to express the high esteem in which we hold your friendship and our proud satisfaction in the record of your achievements."
DR. J. W. HAGADORN
Johnson W. Hagadorn, a leading physician of Lansing, died at his home, Sunday evening, April 17, 1910.
Dr. Hagadorn was born near South Lyon, in Oakland County, in 1839. He attended the school there, entered the State Normal School at Ypsilanti and afterward taught for a few years. He entered the medical department of the University of Michigan and graduated in 1870. For two years he practiced at Ovid and in 1873 came to Lansing, where he soon took his place as one of the leading practitioners of the city. Dr. Hagadorn also ran a large farm east of the city on which he raised many fine horses, of which he was always a lover.
In the death of J. W. Hagadorn Lansing loses one of its most respected citizens. He was one of those rare men who looked upon the practice of medicine as a mission rather than as a profession. To the physician comes opportunities for doing good, kind acts that no other profession offers and Dr. Hagadorn was one who never shirked the responsibilities that his position thrust upon him. To his clients he was a friend first and one whose knowledge of medicine only gave him greater opportunity to show his friendship.
The deceased is survived by the widow and two brothers, Dr. A. D. Hagadorn of this city, and Albert Hagadorn of California. He was a member of Lansing Lodge 33, Free and Accepted Masons.
Many of you who were present at the meeting of the State Pioneer and Historical Society two years ago doubtless remember the meeting and greeting of two gray-haired men who had served in the Michigan Legislature together, over a half century ago, one the Honorable Peter White of Marquette and the other Dr. William H. Haze, of Lansing, sole surviving members of the legislature of eighteen hundred and fifty-seven. Mr. White in his reminiscent speech stated that he had supposed he was the only member living until meeting Dr. Haze that day. The next roll call of your society found that Peter White had answered to the final summons and the meeting of today shows that Dr. Haze also has been translated into that larger life which is untrammeled by human limitations.
Dr. Haze was born of American parents who were living temporarily at Port Hope in Ontario, Canada. When but a few months old his parents returned to the United States, settling in the town of Wilson in Niagara County, New York, where he grew to manhood, working on his father's farm and teaching school to help pay his college expenses at the old Methodist college at Lima, New York. In eighteen hundred and thirty-nine, his father sold his farm in New York and came to Michigan, finding the beautiful city of Detroit, with its present half million inhabitants a little struggling village with the mud so deep in front of the present Pontchartrain Hotel that the horses nearly mired and the wagon had to be pried out. He went on to Farmington, where he bought a farm about three miles from the village. Dr. Haze followed at the close of his college term and taught school in his father's neighborhood. Desiring to go farther south he started for Kentucky but found he was a little late and stopping at a hotel in Wooster, Wayne Co., Ohio, he asked the proprietor if he knew of any school about there where a teacher was needed. He told him, yes, one was wanted for advanced pupils about three miles from there and one of the gentlemen who had spoken to him about it was in town and his horses were in his stable. On his arrival after a short conference with him, Dr. Haze's trunk was loaded into his wagon and he took him home with him and after supper they went over to see his brother-in-law, the school director, and he was engaged to teach that winter. They immediately put up a building for him and he taught what they called a select school. As former President Roosevelt, the best loved man in America, had not then come upon the stage of action to advocate phonetic spelling, Dr. Haze equally progressive for his time started a spelling school inviting the parents as well as pupils to attend. One evening one of his scholars requested the privilege of walking home with a young lady classmate. She told him she dare not let him as her father was there, and he had looked rather frowningly at the attentions to his daughter of the fun-loving harum-scarum boy. Like many another boy if he couldn't walk home with her he didn't want any of the other boys to, so he stepped up to Dr. Haze and said: "Here schoolmaster go home with this girl.” The schoolmaster readily complied, immediately stepped forward and offered his arm to Miss Lydia Emrich the daughter of the school director. Later on he offered his name to this favorite pupil and the fourteenth of the following July, eighteen hundred and forty, they were married and had they lived until the fourteenth of next month would have lived together seventy years. It is but fair to add that the harumscarum boy, himself one of Dr. Haze's favorite pupils, and a link in the chain of Providence to unite two lives, became one of the leading physicians of Ohio, served with distinction in her state senate and went to his grave full of years and of honors. Dr. and Mrs. Haze after their marriage lived for a short time in Ohio, then came to Michigan, settling on a farm near Howell where he taught school during the day and spent his evenings burning brush to clear up his farm. After a few months they returned to Ohio, remaining there a time but coming back again to make Michigan their permanent home. At that time he joined the conference of the Methodist Episcopal Church and so became a circuit rider in the early forties, preaching at Flat Rock, Dearborn, Wayne and Trenton, but owing to frail health he was obliged to give up the ministry, studied medicine and in eighteen hundred and fifty. two was graduated from Western Reserve Ohio Medical College, at Cleveland. He returned to Michigan and began his successful practice in partnership with his only brother the late Dr. C. W. Haze, of Pinckney, Livingston County. He remained there two years but finding that his children were being brought up on the ague instead of breakfast foods like the present generation, he moved to Farmington, which in that respect was not so marked an improvement as the inhabitants of Wayne and Oakland counties might imagine. He practised his profession a number of years in Farmington. Among his patients being the parents of the present Governor of our State and also of his estimable wife. In eighteen hundred and fifty-six Dr. Haze was elected to the Legislature and as chairman of the committee did everything in his power to aid in the establishment of the Agricultural College at Lan. sing. In eighteen hundred and sixty-two he was re-elected. There was a strong agitation in favor of moving the Agricultural College to Ann Arbor. Dr. Haze did signal service for Lansing and also for the State by throwing the weight of his influence as chairman of the committee in favor of its retention at Lansing. Having removed his residence from Farmington to Lansing when it was incorporated as a city he was elected the first alderman of the first ward and in eighteen hundred and sixty-six was elected mayor of the city. Having all his life been an ardent temperance advocate, during his term of office, he did everything in his power to enforce the liquor law, especially interesting himself in individual cases. Early one morning he saw a man whom he had forbidden the saloonkeepers to give whisky going into a saloon. He hurriedly entered and the quickwitted Irishman seeing him turned to the saloonkeeper and said, “I positively forbid you giving Dr. Haze anything to drink." Dr. Haze was of a genial sunny temperament, always fond of a joke even upon himself and used to tell that and laugh about it as long as he lived. Always optimistic in trouble one of his favorite quotations was, “We walk the wilderness to-day; the promised land to-morrow." For many years he owned a large farm near Lansing, and one of the dreams of his life was to build a home there and in his old age gather about him his children and grandchildren. Then came a great sorrow, the death of his eldest daughter, the wife of the Honorable John S. Tooker, whom President Arthur appointed Secretary of Montana and who is still a resident of that State. In speaking of it to a brother-in-law long after he said, “My daughter's death chang. ed all that plan." His brother-in-law replied, "Henry there is never to be another Eden in this world.” A few years ago his eyesight began to fail, resulting in total blindness, but he bore this affliction with patience and cheerfulness. No one ever heard him murmur or complain. The 24th of January, 1910 we laid to rest in Mount Hope Cemetery all that was mortal of Dr. Haze.
Dr. Haze was a lifelong Methodist. His power in Central Methodist Episcopal Church was felt and acknowledged. No official surpassed him in devotion or efficiency. He loved his church, was true to his pastors, appreciated Methodism and was elected a lay delegate to the General Conference in Philadelphia in eighteen hundred eighty-four. It was due to his sagacity and foresight that the Central Methodist Episcopal Church of Lansing secured its present ideal location. When any objection was raised he would say, "Oh, yes, we want it there, facing the beautiful park kept up by the State.” · When the new church was built he was made chairman of the building committee and his first subscription was a thousand dollars. Later in his feebleness and blindness he would sometimes say, "I did all I could in every way when we built our church and I feel as if it was a kind of monument.” Dr. Haze was very fond of poetry and of scripture and had stored his mind with beautiful things. In his last days he would sit in his corner in a chair presented to him by Central Methodist Church on his eightieth birthday and recite many beautiful hymns. He was fond of scripture and when any of us would read a chapter of the Bible to him he would repeat right along with us so many of them. The real shock which caused his death, undoubtedly, was his wife's death with whom he had lived nearly seventy years. She died December 26, 1909 and he, January 21, 1910. So their separation was less than a month. He was an earnest man, enthusiastic, helpful and hopeful, showing by example as well as precept the way to better things. His public professional domestic and personal life was so pure and good that everybody respected him, loved him and mourned for him. The city flag at half mast proclaimed the popular grief when the sad news went out that Dr. Haze had passed away and an editorial in a Lansing paper in closing said; "The sorrow and grief of a wide circle of friends is tempered by the belief that to Dr. Haze has come a reward above, well earned and richly merited.”
DWIGHT N. LOWELL
BY JOHN E. DAY
Dwight X. Lowell, resident of Romeo, Macomb County, Michigan, was born on a farm a little over a mile south of Romeo village, Jan. 15, 1843: He traces his family on his father's side to Norman ancestry. Percival who was the first in America came from Bristol, England, in 1639, and settled in Newburyport, Mass. The ancestor of Percival Lowell “came in with the Conqueror” and was a participant in the battle of Hastings. So far as known the Lowells of America trace their family history back to Percival Lowell. The great grandfather was a native of Massachusetts and was a soldier of the Revolution. Josiah Lowell, grandfather, moved early in the last century to Moriah, N. Y., where Nelson Lowell, father of the subject of this sketch was born in 1810. The mother of Dwight N. Lowell was Laura Ewell of Middleburg, N. Y., whose parents were Scotch descendants of John Ewell who came from Scotland in 1734.
The subject of this sketch passed the early years of his life upon the farm, attending the district school winters until 1854 when he commenced a course of study as a member of the Dickinson Institute of Romeo, which continued until 1862. He then further pursued a preparatory course at Jackson, soon after which he entered the University of Michigan and graduated June 26, 1867, and was chosen class poet.