An obituary for Achsah Smith Alexander was published in the Healdsburg/Sonoma County (CA) Tribune newspaper dated December 20, 1894:
Mrs Charles Alexander dead.
She succumbs after an illnesss which was of short duration.
On Thurdsay, December 13th, Mrs. Charles Alexander fell asleep in the last long sleep that we call death, and for her, life’s sorrows, life’s cares and troubles are ended forevermore.
Achsah H. Smith, which was her maiden name, was born in the village of Walcott, New York, in the year 1818.From there she removed to Oswego, Ill., when she was married October 20, 1842, to Charles Alexander.In 1852 she started for California via the Nicaragua route to join her husband in the Golden West, who had preceded her two years previous across the Plains.They settled and built up a home in Alexander valley where they remained until 1881 when they removed to their present home in this city.
To Mrs. Alexander were born five children—Amelia May, now residing in Bakersfield, Cal., Josephine Spoon of Bickleton, Wash., Laurence of Grant’s Pass, Or., Alice M. Crawford (deceased), and Julius M. of San Francisco.
Mrs. Alexander was of a quiet, retiring disposition, a devout Christian, a devoted wife and a loving mother.She was an earnest worker in all that tended to aid and elevate humanity and was loved by all who knew her.No one in need of help or sympathy was ever turned away from her home and she seemed to never grow tired in battling with life’s cares and responsibilities.Like a ministering Angel she toiled onward evermore, while sweet hope, born of love and Christian faith, pointed to her reward in the sweet land of rest beyond the stars.
She was a prominent member of the W.C.T.U. and was always a zealous worker in the cause of temperance.
The funeral services were held at the M. E. Church in this city on Sunday last.Rev. H. C. Tallman of Green Valley delivered a touching and eloquent address.Mrs. Shaw, president of the W.C.T.U., read a tribute of love and respect to their departed sister.
’Neath garlands of beautiful flowers she was laid to rest in Oak Mound Cemetery.
Through the tears of friends and loved ones comes the bright sunshine that tells us of the life pure and spotless only transplanted into God’s beautiful garden, the Kingdom of Heaven.
[I am a great-great-grandson of Charles and Achsah Smith Alexander] -Byron Spoon