Death and Memory
Dr Alexander Fletcher died on Sunday, September 30, 1860. He was married and a father. A tribute to his memory was given by fellow Scot, the Rev. John McFarland, in Finsbury Chapel on October 14. In his memory his congregation commissioned a soaring cross of polished granite that they placed at his gravesite. It featured an unusual, pierced octagonal cross, at the top. The mason of this expensive monument was W. H. Burke of Newman Street, Marylebone c. 1861. The cross still stands at Fletcher's grave at Abney Park Cemetery, Stoke Newington, London.
References
- Ripley, Peter (1985), 'The Black Abolitionist Papers: vol 1 The British Isles 1830-1865', Raleigh: Univ. of North Carolina Press
- Joyce, Paul (1985), A Guide to Abney Park Cemetery, London: SAPC & L.B.Hackney
- French, James Branwhite (1883), A Guide to Abney Park Cemetery, London: James Clarke & Co
External Links
- Frederick Douglass' Reception Speech at Finsbury Chapel
Books
- Fletcher, Alexander (1841) 'A Guide to Family Devotion'
- Fletcher, Alexander (1841) 'Scripture History'
- Fletcher, Alexander (18xx) 'The Devotional Family Bible'
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| Name | Fletcher, Alexander |
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| Date of birth | 1787 |
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| Date of death | 1860 |
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