My grandmother, Elma Risden told me stories of her mother, Margaret May Hancon. She said she had a wonderful sense of humor and I guess she was a very good cook and made scrumptious fudge. One of the boys in the neighborhood was going off to war and wanted her to make him some fudge. So she did, but she layered the middle of the fudge with cotton. She thought this was very funny.

Combination of several newspaper clippings May 22, 1895: At the Wiley House on Tuesday, May 22nd, 1895 at 11 o'clock, a.m. Miss May M. Dunlop, one of our most charming and beautiful young ladies and Mr. Harry Hancon one of Cornwall's enterprising and popular young business men were united in marriage by Rev. Geo. d. Egbert, pastor of the Canterbury Presbyterian church. The house was very tastily decorated with cedar, palms, lillies of the valley, buttercups and white lilacs. The bridal party entered the room as the sweet strains of Mendelssohn's wedding march (finely rendered by Mr. Charles Atwood) rose and fell upon the air, and took their places beneath a stately arch, from the centre of which was suspended a large bell of white lilacs, exquisitely arranged by Miss Catherine E. Smith, of Cornwall. The bride was attired in a handsome traveling suit of golden brown and gobelin blue clothwith bronze beaded trimmings and carried a bouquet of lilies of the valley. She was given away by her uncle, Mr. James Dunlop of New York. Mr. Richard Emslie was best man. After congratulations, the company adjourned to the dining room, where they partook of a delicious wedding breakfast, served by Caterer Alsdorf. The bride's cake was made and very beautifuly decorated by Mr. McClean of Cornwall. The gifts were numerous and valuable, among them a superb pair of diamond earrings to the bride from Mr. and Mrs. John Hancon, parents of the groom and a large variety of silverware, china, statuary, painting, etc. Among the guest present were Mr. and Mrs. James Dunlop, aunt and uncle of the bride, Miss Isabella Robinson of New York, cousin of the bride, Mr. Jas. Bryans and wife, cousins of the bride; Mrs. Harry Smith and Miss Emma Smith of Brooklyn, Mr. Robert Taggert of Gardenville, Pa., Mrs. Platte Moshier and Miss Edith Hancon of Storm King, Mr. Arthur Nailor, wife and daughter, of Cold Spring; Mr. John L Couser and wife (E. Lillian PriceFamily listed 1900 Census Cornwall 2nd Dist 4 image 6) and Mrs. Alonzo Young of Searsville, NY; Mr. Holland Emslie and wife, Mr. Richard Emslie, Miss Evva Emslie, Miss Mabel Emslie; Mr. Daniel Lunsman and wife, Mr. W. H. Lunsman, Mr. Samuel Emslie and wife, Mr. R. L. Emslie, Miss Grace Rider, George Rider, Miss Catherine E. Smith, Mr. William Conning, Dr. A. W. Bergen, Rev. Geo. D. Egbert and wife, Mr. and Mrs. John Hancon of Cornwall; Mr. and Mrs. N. B. Chase, Mr. A. B. Taft and wife, Misses Maria and Rebecca Couser, Mrs. Samuel Call, Mr. Bernard Call, Mr. and Mrs. Titus Wiley, Miss Bessie Wiley, Mr. and Mrs. Milton Wiley, Mrs Margaret Dunlop, Mrs. John McClean; Mr. and Mrs. Geo. B. Mailler, Messrs. Allan B. Dunlop and Robert Dunlop of Cornwall on Hudson, Mr. Norman L. Niver, Mr. George Wilson and wife, Miss Louise Newton, Jas. B. Green and Edward Taxter, all from New York City; Edward Runyan, Miss Emma Lamb, Miss Emma Taylor, Mr. Irving Oliver and wife. The happy couple left town on the 12:48 PM train, amid showers of rice and old shoes. They were saluted at the Landing by the whistles on Mead and Taft's and Emslie's factories. They will visit Washington, D. C. and other points, returning in about a week to Cornwall, where they will reside. On next Monday evening they will be at Brooklyn where a reception will be tendered them by Brooklyn friends. They have embarked on life's voyage together under peculiarly bright and auspicious circumstances and their many friends , the Local included, wish them a long life of prosperity and unalloyed happiness.

Published in The Local (Cornwall)07-16-1936: the graceful German of intricate cotillion figures, was a favorite with dancers of the "Gay Nineties", especially when a competant leader was at hand, such as Charles H. Smith. He excelled in these accomplishments, while one of the prettiest and most popular young ladies at these dances was Miss May Dunlop, now Mrs. Harry Hancon.

Newspaper clipping: CORNWALL - Funeral services for Mrs. Mae M. Hancon, 70, widow of the late Harry Hancon of Broadway, will be held on Thursday at 2 PM at St. John's Episcopal Church in Cornwall. Burial will take place in the family plot at the Friends Cemetery here. Mrs. Hancon died suddenly at her home on Saturday afternoon, (Aug. 30, 1947) after a brief illness. She was born in Cornwall (this was scratched out) on November 17, 1876 and has been a life long citizen of this community. Her parents were the late Robert J. Dunlap and Margaret M. Wiley and she was the wife of the late Harry Hancon, road superintendent who passed away last July, for nearly 50 years. The deceased is survived by one daughter, Mrs. Richard Risden and one granddaughter, Catherine Louise, who are flying in from Germany where they have been living with Colonel Risden in the US occupational zone for the past several months. They are expected to arrive at LaGuardia Field sometime today. Mrs. Hancon was an active member of St. John's Church and was affiliated with the Ladies' Aid Society. she was also a past matron of Temple Star Chapter, 629, OES. Funeral arrangements are being conducted under the direction of Elmer Ostrander.

Sunday Eve

Dear Little Mother -

Well, sweet, how does it seem to be the mother of a lovely boy, congratulations and I hope you have many years of joy and happiness with your dear baby.

To say I was surprised expressed it mildly, I almost fell off the chair when they gave me the telegram over the phone. Dad was down street and I located him to tell him the news, I just felt so uneasy as though I should go right up to you -

Get Dick to write me all the particulars, he did not tell the night. - I phoned Clara and Mabel and they were as pleased as we were. Then I went up to tell Agnes and she was so happy they all sent their congratulations and love to you -

I didn't tell Mrs. Stone until this morning and she was so pleased and sent her love to you.

Dad stopped in Rob's on his way up to tell him and Rob phoned Agnes and asked her if she knew he was Uncle Bobbie and she was Aunt Aggie. I don't think Bob could have been any happier if it had been his own daughter and Miss Paterson laughed at herself she said she was as excited as though you were her own sister.

The cradle is finished and ready to crate but I think I will have to get a mattress made for it, Dad couldn't find the mattress that I had for it, I thought a pillow would do but it isn't long enough. If I had thought the party was going to be soon I should have stayed up this week, one never knows does one?

Did Dick send a telegram to Louise or a letter I suppose would do but don't you get too smart and do any writing and stay the two weeks in the hospital, to give both yourself and baby a good start.

I hope you didn't have as hot weather as we had Sat - it's lovely to-day we had a heavy thunder shower Sat Eve so coolded off a lot - Miss Paterson said they had two babies up there yesterday they have been awfully busy lately.

Dad went over to tell Mrs. Taylor this morning and Mr. Taylor was down stairs the first he has been down in a week. Dad said he looked pretty good too.

Mrs. Stone and Marion and John and the children have been up to Hazard cabin, the one they rent, for the past week, Mrs. Stone said they enjoyed it so much.

Well I won't tire you with much gossip and do take care and not get cold and I wish I could be there to run in every day, I don't know whether Dad will feel equal to driving up the latter part of the week or not - he has had so much headaches this week.

I sent a telegram of congratulations to you and Dick, I thought afterward Dick might have been in Portland. Will say good night love with lots of love to you and Dick and my little grandson. Is there anything you want me to get for you if so Dick write me about it,

Lovingly Mother

I think Dad was awfully pleased it was a boy.