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Clarence Ernest Goff

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Clarence Ernest Goff

Birth
Lake City, Wabasha County, Minnesota, USA
Death
7 Jul 1900 (aged 19–20)
Lidgerwood, Richland County, North Dakota, USA
Burial
Lidgerwood, Richland County, North Dakota, USA Add to Map
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Son of Adelaide Charlotte Allen and Frank Louis Goff, Sr. Clarence was killed by lightening.

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The Bismarck Tribune, 13 July 1900

KILLED BY LIGHTENING.

Wahpeton, July 13. Clarence Goff, the eldest son of F. L. Goff, a farmer, living eight miles southwest of Lidgerwood, was struck by lightening and instantly killed.

He and the hired man, Ernest Lamb, were hauling manure and while unloading in the field the bolt came killing young Goff instantly and setting his clothes on fire. The hired man, who was at the opposite end of the wagon had one shoe torn to shreds, his foot badly burned and was stunned by the shock. He soon recovered and extinguished the burning clothing of his companion and notified Mr. and Mrs. Goff, who helped carry the corpse of his companion to the house. The young man's clothing was torn and burned, a watch in his pocket was melted out of shape, and his body was badly burned.

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Unknown paper:

Clarence Goff, taken in Minnesota.

Newspaper note: Clarence Goff, a young farmer living about ten miles southwest of Lidgerwood, was struck by lightning and instantly killed last Saturday. His partner, Ernst Lamb, was also struck at the knee but his injuries were not serious. They were both in the field unloading manure when the storm broke. They had a contract to run the Goff farm this season. Young Goff and Miss Bertha Herniman were engaged to be married in the near future and she is almost crazed with grief.

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DEATH OF CLARENCE GOFF.

This community was greatly [sic] last Saturday morning to learn of the sudden and unexpected death of Clarence Goff, a young man who resided with his parents 8 miles southwest of Lidgerwood. Clarence, and Ernest Lamb, had just cleaned out the barn and was unloading the manure in the field about four rods away from the barn. When the lighting [sic] struck, both were on the wagon. Death was instantaneous as Clarence never uttered a groan. It struck him on the head tearing a hole through his skull about the size of a lead pencil, passing down it broke his collar bone also his arm. It melted the case of his gold watch and twisted up the works and drove the crystal into his side. His watch records the time of the shock as twenty-one minutes to eight. The shoe was torn from Lamb's foot and his foot quite badly burned otherwise he was not much injured.

Clarence was a young man of 20, being born in July 1880, at Lake City, Minn. With his parents he went to Macignaw [sic], Mich., where he resided till they came to Dakota just 13 years ago the 9th of July. He was a boy of good habits, strictly sober and industrious. Was a general favorite among all and knew not what an enemy was. During the writer's two year acquaintance with him we can proudly say that he was above the average youth in character. He al- [sic] tried to do others as he would be done by. He was a social member of the Modern Woodmen of America, having joined our camp last fall.

The Woodmen formed in line at the Opera Hall and marched to the G. N. tracks where the procession was met and escorted to the Opera Hall, where a short and appropriate sermon was delivered by Rev. Wendell and music was rendered by the choir. After about 800 people had viewed the remains, the start for the cemetery was made, led by ex-V.C., M. Lynch and his efficient staff of officers. The remains were interred in the cemetery north of town. The grave was lined with white cloth bearing the letters "M. W. A." It was the largest funeral ever witnessed in this part of the country. It is estimated that at least 1500 people were in town that day. The sympathy of the entire community is extended to the bereaved family in their hour of sorrow.

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There is a Reaper whose name is Death,
And with it's cycle keen,
It reaps the bearded grain at a breath
And the flowers that grow between.

Oh, not in envy, not in wrath,
The Reaper came that day,
'T'was an angel that visited the green earth
And took the flowers away. -- Longfellow
Son of Adelaide Charlotte Allen and Frank Louis Goff, Sr. Clarence was killed by lightening.

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The Bismarck Tribune, 13 July 1900

KILLED BY LIGHTENING.

Wahpeton, July 13. Clarence Goff, the eldest son of F. L. Goff, a farmer, living eight miles southwest of Lidgerwood, was struck by lightening and instantly killed.

He and the hired man, Ernest Lamb, were hauling manure and while unloading in the field the bolt came killing young Goff instantly and setting his clothes on fire. The hired man, who was at the opposite end of the wagon had one shoe torn to shreds, his foot badly burned and was stunned by the shock. He soon recovered and extinguished the burning clothing of his companion and notified Mr. and Mrs. Goff, who helped carry the corpse of his companion to the house. The young man's clothing was torn and burned, a watch in his pocket was melted out of shape, and his body was badly burned.

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Unknown paper:

Clarence Goff, taken in Minnesota.

Newspaper note: Clarence Goff, a young farmer living about ten miles southwest of Lidgerwood, was struck by lightning and instantly killed last Saturday. His partner, Ernst Lamb, was also struck at the knee but his injuries were not serious. They were both in the field unloading manure when the storm broke. They had a contract to run the Goff farm this season. Young Goff and Miss Bertha Herniman were engaged to be married in the near future and she is almost crazed with grief.

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DEATH OF CLARENCE GOFF.

This community was greatly [sic] last Saturday morning to learn of the sudden and unexpected death of Clarence Goff, a young man who resided with his parents 8 miles southwest of Lidgerwood. Clarence, and Ernest Lamb, had just cleaned out the barn and was unloading the manure in the field about four rods away from the barn. When the lighting [sic] struck, both were on the wagon. Death was instantaneous as Clarence never uttered a groan. It struck him on the head tearing a hole through his skull about the size of a lead pencil, passing down it broke his collar bone also his arm. It melted the case of his gold watch and twisted up the works and drove the crystal into his side. His watch records the time of the shock as twenty-one minutes to eight. The shoe was torn from Lamb's foot and his foot quite badly burned otherwise he was not much injured.

Clarence was a young man of 20, being born in July 1880, at Lake City, Minn. With his parents he went to Macignaw [sic], Mich., where he resided till they came to Dakota just 13 years ago the 9th of July. He was a boy of good habits, strictly sober and industrious. Was a general favorite among all and knew not what an enemy was. During the writer's two year acquaintance with him we can proudly say that he was above the average youth in character. He al- [sic] tried to do others as he would be done by. He was a social member of the Modern Woodmen of America, having joined our camp last fall.

The Woodmen formed in line at the Opera Hall and marched to the G. N. tracks where the procession was met and escorted to the Opera Hall, where a short and appropriate sermon was delivered by Rev. Wendell and music was rendered by the choir. After about 800 people had viewed the remains, the start for the cemetery was made, led by ex-V.C., M. Lynch and his efficient staff of officers. The remains were interred in the cemetery north of town. The grave was lined with white cloth bearing the letters "M. W. A." It was the largest funeral ever witnessed in this part of the country. It is estimated that at least 1500 people were in town that day. The sympathy of the entire community is extended to the bereaved family in their hour of sorrow.

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There is a Reaper whose name is Death,
And with it's cycle keen,
It reaps the bearded grain at a breath
And the flowers that grow between.

Oh, not in envy, not in wrath,
The Reaper came that day,
'T'was an angel that visited the green earth
And took the flowers away. -- Longfellow

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