W.W. Bishop and Alma Jagger Married

Brooklyn Eagle 26 June 1915

William Woolley Bishop

Southampton Press | Friday, Aug. 31, 1945

The many friends of William Woolley Bishop will be saddened to know of his death from cerebral hemorrhage on Monday morning, August 27, 1945. He was born June 2, 1890, the only son of James and Carrie [Carolina Harmenia] Corwith Bishop. His family has been identified with Southampton village and the Presbyterian Church here since the days of the founding of the town. A graduate of Southampton High School and Amherst College 1912, he decided to follow the land instead of the sea—a decision all East End Long Island boys have had to make in the past.

After his marriage to Alma, daughter of Mr. and Mrs. James Madison Jagger, he and his wife made their home on Clearview Farm in the North End. Their children are James Corwith, Helen, wife of Capt. Thomas H. White, Jr., Alma, and Jane. Their grandchildren are Susan Ann White and James C. Bishop, Jr. Mr. Bishop was an elder in the Presbyterian Church, a former superintendent of the Sunday School, a director of the Long Island Association of the Federal Land Bank, a member of the Southampton Golf Club and of the Chi Phi Fraternity.

He was typically of our American way of life—genial, unassuming, deeply grounded in ways of truth, fairdealing, and hospitality. Today we pause in sorrow that he must leave us, but with our eyes fixed upon the goal that has always been his goal—faith in the immortal life. His life long friend, Rev. Jesse Halsey, came to share the memorial service with his pastor, Rev. James N. Armstrong, Jr., in the church of his fathers.

“Our God, our help in ages past,

Our hope for years to come,

Be though our guide while life shall last

And our eternal home.”

A.F.H.

At Camp

At Camp: Freckie, Honey, and Helen Halsey with Helen and Alma Bishop | Whalebone | c1918

"where the bays and the ocean are easily available"

Clearview Farm

Southampton, N.Y.

W.W. Bishop

Jan. 25, ‘39

Dear Jess:

It seems ages since I heard from you or anything about you but having followed you around in Cin. I know that you are one busy man and have little time to do the things you like to do yourself. We are having real Winter and no mistake—plenty of snow and all the ponds are frozen—it rained Sunday and last night so that the ponds are clear—this AM the temp. was bout 35 but the wind has been rising steadily and the temp dropping steadily all day till it seems almost like a hurricane and the temp is 24—feels like the side of the house was not there. Guess we’ll have to have a good fire in the potato house tonight. Pot. market is slow and priced dropped to $1.40 per cwt and acts like it would stay there although the crop reports would indicate a higher price. We have taken one load out of the cellar with Jimmy’s conveyor-works swell and Levi and I can do what otherwise would take 4 men. Jim seems more and more interested in his work at Cornell and is now planning to get a job on a big farm in Penn for the Summer—I have advised him that there were lots of things that a Dad could not teach a son and have encouraged his trying for a job away from home—hope it materializes.

Alma is not taking the Winter term course at the school for Social Work and I miss the trips to NY and the other attending excitements. Haven’t seen Chas or family since before Xmas but have had a couple of letters from C.—Alma is getting is auto license in Riverhead today and we expect him out Sunday to get it—think he works all day every Sat. now—hope he brings Justine and Cameron too.

We are having quite a time helping Bob decide between Cornell, St. Lawrence and Middlebury for next year—guess we’ll have to take a trip into Vermont and over to the St. Lawrence valley next Spring, stopping by at Ithaca and let that decide if we don’t get it settled before.

Wish you would send me a tenant for the other house—aren’t there some of your people who would like to get out of the heat in Cin. this Summer that might be interested in a comfortable house that is situated where the bays and the ocean are easily available?

Wish I was going to be with you again this Spring but thank God I have no excuse like last year for getting away from home—it is wonderful to feel alive and not afraid all the time once more.

Write when you can and if you are to be in NY let me know and perhaps I can get in; and if you can spare an extra day, say so, and I’ll be glad to bring you out here.

Love,

Bill