tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5868049547831314092013-11-15T20:53:57.874-07:00A "Genie" In ArizonaA genealogy journal with stories of my ancestors.
Roots and branches of my American, Irish, Scottish, English, German, Swiss, and French heritage family tree.Hopelessly Hooked Genie (Beverly Harrison)http://www.blogger.com/profile/17037373424817819386noreply@blogger.comBlogger36125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-586804954783131409.post-64578994363197951202013-11-15T19:24:00.000-07:002013-11-15T20:53:57.895-07:00Family Recipe Friday- Scalloped PotatoesAs the Thanksgiving holiday approaches, thoughts turn to the traditional holiday feast. There is comfort in enjoying favorite family recipes at holiday time, evoking warm memories of holidays past and the people connected with those recipes. When I was growing up, we typically hosted pot-luck family gatherings; where the extended clan and assorted friends who lived in our area of Southern California would gather at our house. My parents would usually provide the turkey and ham main courses, rolls, one or two side dishes, tea, coffee, and soda; while everyone else would bring an appetizer and a side dish or dessert to share. Kids would be running around noisily everywhere, chasing and playing games, while the grownups would gather into two groups- the men in the living room gathered around the tv watching football; the women alternately busily fussing in the kitchen or drinking coffee around the kitchen table as dishes baked in the oven. As my parents aged and my siblings and I grew up and married, starting families of our own, these holiday gatherings gradually shifted from my parents' home to one of the adult children's homes. And so this pattern continued within our own families, as it has for many others. Today our society is so mobile that families are scattered far and wide, from coast to coast, as ours is now. These large clan gatherings just aren't as feasible anymore. Everyone is busy with their own lives in different states; working, going to school, pursuing outside interests, juggling different schedules; as in my extended family, we rarely all get together anymore in one location even at holiday time. Since we are now empty-nester retirees, my husband and I often choose to take a vacation over the holidays and enjoy a non-traditional Thanksgiving or Christmas, free from all the hustle and bustle. We may visit with relatives before or after the holiday, but often just enjoy "escaping" for the actual event. Sometimes we got to a beach resort in Mexico, other times we may go to Las Vegas or Laughlin, or take a cruise. We still have family in California and sometimes go there for the holidays. Sometimes we just stay home to avoid inclement weather and travel hassles of holiday-traffic snarls and jammed airports. I usually say, every year, that I am not going to bother putting up a tree or any lights or decorations this year. I say that every year, and yet I always end up doing the tree and decorations anyway, and I do still enjoy it. Whether we are eating out for the holidays, or on a non-traditional vacation somewhere, or at a relative's home, or just staying home; it is still a time of year that I do still enjoy cooking a few traditional dishes myself, for just the two of us; decorating the house a little, and getting into the festive spirit of the season. I do not enjoy hosting big gatherings or company for dinners myself at our home, and all of the work involved, so I rarely do that. I leave that to others who do enjoy doing it, and the younger generations who have the energy for it. My ideal Thanksgiving or Christmas dinner these days is on a cruise ship, traveling to someplace warm with tropical breezes, and with fruity-tooty froo-froo drinks on the side with little umbrellas in them. Holiday joy! <br /><br /><br />Still, I like to have the traditional foods for us at home also during the holiday season. Aside from the traditional ham and turkey, there are side dishes that have always found there way into our holiday meals, year after year since I was a kid. These are probably the same dishes that many others look forward to, there is comfort in this tradition of familiar foods: Deviled eggs, green bean casserole, pecan pie, pumpkin pie, fresh-baked rolls. One dish that never failed to grace the holiday table when I was growing up was that of home-made scalloped potatoes. I must admit, I am not one for a lot of cooking-from-scratch these days. There are good quality frozen prepared versions that suffice, with a lot less work involved, they just need to be popped into the oven or microwave. But, if the mood strikes...I have been known to peel some potatoes and do a baking dish full of the homemade version. Here is a link to a good recipe, from the website "Taste of Home", for scalloped potatoes either plain or incorporating leftover ham from the holiday meal. This is very much like the traditional family recipe version I grew up with. Double or triple this recipe for a larger gathering. <br /><br /><br />www.tasteofhome.com/recipes/scalloped-potatoes-with-ham<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mhz85xWeRIo/UobOj_zO4TI/AAAAAAAAAag/xFPrY1tSmoo/s1600/Scalloped+Potatoes.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mhz85xWeRIo/UobOj_zO4TI/AAAAAAAAAag/xFPrY1tSmoo/s320/Scalloped+Potatoes.png" height="320" width="310" /></a></div><br /><div class="row-fluid rd_yieldtime hidden-phone"><div class="span8"><span class="rec-CTime"><span class="rd_tg_opensans rd_font14px rd_tg_extra_bold">TOTAL TIME: </span>Prep: 15 min. Bake: 1 hour 20 min.</span> </div><div class="span8"><span class="rec-Servings"><span class="rd_tg_opensans rd_font14px rd_tg_extra_bold">MAKES: </span><span itemprop="recipeyield">4 servings</span></span> </div></div><div class="row-fluid rd_section_row"><div class="span16"><div class="row-fluid"><div class="span6"><h4 class="rd_ingredients_header rd_tg_opensans">Ingredients</h4><ul class="rd_ingredients"><li class="rd_ingredient"> <span class="rd_name" itemprop="ingredients">6 tablespoons butter, <i>divided</i></span> </li><li class="rd_ingredient"> <span class="rd_name" itemprop="ingredients">1/4 cup all-purpose flour</span> </li><li class="rd_ingredient"> <span class="rd_name" itemprop="ingredients">1 teaspoon dried parsley flakes</span> </li><li class="rd_ingredient"> <span class="rd_name" itemprop="ingredients">1 teaspoon salt</span> </li><li class="rd_ingredient"> <span class="rd_name" itemprop="ingredients">1/2 teaspoon dried thyme</span> </li><li class="rd_ingredient"> <span class="rd_name" itemprop="ingredients">1/4 teaspoon pepper</span> </li><li class="rd_ingredient"> <span class="rd_name" itemprop="ingredients">3 cups 2% milk</span> </li><li class="rd_ingredient"> <span class="rd_name" itemprop="ingredients">6 cups thinly sliced peeled potatoes</span> </li><li class="rd_ingredient"> <span class="rd_name" itemprop="ingredients">1-1/2 cups chopped <b>fully <span class="hoverAdTrigger">cooked Boneless Carving Ham</span></b><div></div></span> </li><li class="rd_ingredient"> <span class="rd_name" itemprop="ingredients">1 small onion, grated</span> </li></ul><div class="rd_changezib"></div><div class="rd_button_container"><a class="btn btn-info btn-small" data-auth-callback="Javascript:AddRecipeToGroceryList()" data-auth-isdependant="true" data-auth-registrationsource="addtogrocerylist" data-auth-title="Add Scalloped Potatoes with Ham to My Grocery List " data-auth="true" data-bind="attr: { href: GroceryListUrl }" href="http://www.blogger.com/null" title="Add Scalloped Potatoes with Ham to My Grocery List"> </a> </div><div class="row-fluid hidden-phone"><div class="span16"><div class="rd_nutricontainer"></div></div></div></div><div class="span9 offset1" itemprop="recipeInstructions"><h4 class="rd_ingredients_header rd_tg_opensans">Directions</h4><ol class="rd_directions"><li class="rd_ingredient"> <span class="rd_name">In a large saucepan, melt 4 tablespoons butter. Stir in flour, parsley, salt, thyme and pepper until smooth. Gradually add milk; bring to a boil. Cook and stir for 2 minutes. </span> </li><li class="rd_ingredient"> <span class="rd_name"> Combine potatoes, ham and onion; place half in a greased 2-1/2-qt. <span class="adtext" id="adtext_2">baking dish</span>. Top with half of the sauce; repeat layers. </span> </li><li class="rd_ingredient"> <span class="rd_name"> Cover and bake at 375° for 65-75 minutes or until potatoes are almost tender. Dot with remaining butter. Bake, uncovered, 15-20 minutes longer or until potatoes are tender.</span> <span class="rd_direction_yeid rd_tg_bold">Yield: </span>4 servings. <span class="rd_direction_yeid"></span> </li></ol></div></div></div></div><div class="row-fluid rd_section_row"><div class="span16"><div class="row-fluid rd_section"><div class="rd_recipe_reviews"><div class="span5"><div id="ratingdistributionContainer"><div class="rd_rating_distribution" id="ratingdistribution"><table> <tbody><tr> <td class="rd_rating_dis_col1"><br /></td> <td class="rd_rating_dis_col2" style="text-align: left; width: 180px;" title="85%"><br /></td> <td class="rd_rating_dis_col3"><br /></td> </tr><tr> <td class="rd_rating_dis_col1"><br /></td> <td class="rd_rating_dis_col2" style="text-align: left; width: 180px;" title="12%"><br /></td> <td class="rd_rating_dis_col3"><br /></td> </tr><tr> <td class="rd_rating_dis_col1"><br /></td> <td class="rd_rating_dis_col2" style="text-align: left; width: 180px;" title="1%"><br /></td> <td class="rd_rating_dis_col3"><br /></td> </tr><tr> <td class="rd_rating_dis_col1"><br /></td> <td class="rd_rating_dis_col2" style="text-align: left; width: 180px;" title="0%"><br /></td> <td class="rd_rating_dis_col3"><br /></td> </tr><tr> <td class="rd_rating_dis_col1"><br /></td> <td class="rd_rating_dis_col2" style="text-align: left; width: 180px;" title="0%"><div class="progress"></div></td> <td class="rd_rating_dis_col3"><br /></td> </tr></tbody> </table></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>Hopelessly Hooked Genie (Beverly Harrison)http://www.blogger.com/profile/17037373424817819386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-586804954783131409.post-56826814420856039652013-11-15T15:20:00.000-07:002013-11-15T15:24:14.181-07:00November 2013- Being Thankful, and Looking Forward<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ii-gxL6wBzg/Uoad8UbDp2I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/egVkQCsruEw/s1600/Thanksgiving+2013.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="199" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ii-gxL6wBzg/Uoad8UbDp2I/AAAAAAAAAaQ/egVkQCsruEw/s320/Thanksgiving+2013.png" width="320" /></a></div>I seem to have taken a few months hiatus from writing in this blog, or else posts I did write have disappeared. Nevertheless, I am back. We approach the holiday season of yet another year's end. November is traditionally a time when we focus on what it is we have to be thankful for. Facebook friends have been posting their daily "I am thankful for....." status updates. I too, have much to be thankful for, and try to remind myself to focus on the positives and not let the irritating negatives get out of proportion. Looking back, I cannot say that 2013 has been a spectacularly great year on a personal or economic level or for this country, but it has not been a horrid one either. Some horrid things did happen in this county and in the world in 2013, it is true....some were natural disasters, some were man-made tragedies. These types of things do happen, it seems, every year, that affect us deeply; much as our ancestors were affected by tragedies beyond their control in their own time. It is part of the human existence. Loved ones are lost, babies are born, and life goes on. Things are looking up, and I am optimistic that 2014 will bring further recovery of the U.S. economy and to the region where I live in particular, with new growth and construction once again taking place. I will refrain from overtly-political comments since this is primarily a Genealogy blog, but will say that I believe the current administration in the White House has made some positive changes that will benefit all Americans in the long term. <br /><br />Back to the subject of Genealogy: There is a new ongoing genealogy project among my Facebook group of genealogy associates, that I intend to begin working on soon; along with many among my genea-friends who are also participating. It is called "The Book of Me, Written by You"....the brainchild of genealogist Julie Goucher. It is intended to be a series of prompts to help genealogists and journalists everywhere take the time to sit down and write their own life stories. We spend so much time delving into the life stories of our ancestors, to document those as much as we can for posterity, that we tend to forget that each of us has our own story to tell. Each of us will eventually become "the ancestor" that future generations of descendants and kin will be curious about. Who better to tell our own stories, than ourselves? And so, I encourage each and everyone who may read this Blog post, to journal yourself. Whether in a paper notebook, pen to paper the old-school way, or typing it into an online Blog or private journal, or recording your voice telling your story....just do it. Record and share your life stories and experiences, before they are lost forever. No one knows the facts and nuances of what really happened along your pathway in life, better than yourself. I will be sharing the "Book of Me" prompts in future Blog posts, along with some of my responses. I have a lot of catching up to do on that project!<br /><br />My hopes for the coming year include enjoying my new early-retirement status, and hopefully being able to do a little more traveling. One or two genealogy-research trips are on the tentative agenda, including a big genealogy conference in Richmond, Virginia in 2014. I have a great deal of ancestry in Virginia going back many generations to colonial America, and in the Richmond area in particular. I'm greatly looking forward to that adventure. More time for socializing with friends locally is also on the agenda. Much work remains to be done on my family tree, and more time devoted to this Blog as well. Perhaps I will finally make that long-dreamed of genealogy trip back to Missouri to visit my roots there as well, and meet distant-cousins that I have connected with over the past few years who share my interest in genealogy and our family history. So, here is my toast to a happy and thankful Thanksgiving season, followed by a spirited Christmas and Hanukkah season, and finally to a most welcome New Year in 2014! Hopelessly Hooked Genie (Beverly Harrison)http://www.blogger.com/profile/17037373424817819386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-586804954783131409.post-3546187536660148232013-06-05T09:01:00.000-07:002013-06-05T09:01:38.876-07:00Wordless Wednesday: LEES OF VIRGINIA Family Crest<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pSGJ_uDkcwc/Ua9fDWae3yI/AAAAAAAAAXE/Ny9pDYsLix4/s1600/Wordless+Wednesday-+Lees+of+Virginia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="305" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-pSGJ_uDkcwc/Ua9fDWae3yI/AAAAAAAAAXE/Ny9pDYsLix4/s320/Wordless+Wednesday-+Lees+of+Virginia.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Geneablogger's theme "Wordless Wednesday" post: Family Crest from the "Lees of Virginia", published in 1967 by the Society of Lees of Virginia.Hopelessly Hooked Genie (Beverly Harrison)http://www.blogger.com/profile/17037373424817819386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-586804954783131409.post-32766430884849512172013-06-04T09:26:00.000-07:002013-06-04T10:10:05.108-07:00Tombstone Tuesday: Benjamin S. Fore 1823 - 1893<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ICOp2qv5HJ8/Ua4QndmSXII/AAAAAAAAAW0/45dahpyUnJk/s1600/Headstone+of+Benjamin+Fore.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ICOp2qv5HJ8/Ua4QndmSXII/AAAAAAAAAW0/45dahpyUnJk/s320/Headstone+of+Benjamin+Fore.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>One of my 2x-great-grandfathers is Benjamin S. Fore, born in 1823 in Kentucky and died 16 May 1893 in Phelps County, Missouri. His wife was Sabra "Sabie" Stogsdill, (born 1828 and died 1912). They were married 1 Aug 1842 in Somerset, Pulaski County, Kentucky. Their daughter, Catherine Ellen Fore, was my paternal great-grandmother who married Valentine Allen. Catherine and Valentine's daughter Susannah Allen was my paternal grandmother who married John P. Harrison.<br /><br />Benjamin S. Fore is buried in Jackson Cemetery in Phelps County, Missouri near other kin. Benjamin came to Missouri from Kentucky in a covered wagon circa 1852, with his wife and their firstborn children. Four additional children were born in Missouri. Their first home in Missouri was a 2-room log cabin that later became known as the Ben Fore School.<br /><br />There is a memorial page for Benjamin S. Fore on the Find A Grave website at <a href="http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=30391985">http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=30391985</a> . The above photo is from Find A Grave, and was submitted by Jan and Harold Willis in 2008.Hopelessly Hooked Genie (Beverly Harrison)http://www.blogger.com/profile/17037373424817819386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-586804954783131409.post-57230793369456599152013-05-26T23:29:00.000-07:002013-05-26T23:29:59.116-07:00Military Monday- Memorial Day 2013: WILLIAM THURMOND, REVOLUTIONARY WAR<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-djArOXlBNpg/UaLuVndqDxI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Myi6eJdDmzI/s1600/Revolutionary+War+Veteran+Marker.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-djArOXlBNpg/UaLuVndqDxI/AAAAAAAAAVU/Myi6eJdDmzI/s1600/Revolutionary+War+Veteran+Marker.jpg" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"> Copyright 2013</span><br /><span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">For Military Monday- Memorial Day 2013, I have selected to blog about William Thurmond, 1745- 1800, Revolutionary War Veteran, who was my 4x-great-grandfather on the maternal side of my family tree. He was married to Maccarina "Mackie" Norvell in 1766 in Goochland County, Virginia. The National Archives file on William Thurmond indicates that he was born in Virginia, </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">and </span><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">enlisted as Private in the 3rd Virginia Regiment, Continental Line, American Revolutionary War. His DAR Ancestor National # is 103874. He was promoted to Sergeant Major. Additional sources of documentation on this William Thurmond is the Douglas Register, page 307, and his Will filed in St. Anne's Parish, Albemarle County, Virginia in 1800. He received a military pension, and his heirs were granted Land Bounty Warrants in 1831 in Amherst County, Virginia on his Revolutionary War service record. </span><br /><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Following are copies of documentation from his National Archives file:</span><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0HF6-rRZ9c/UaLwgqXNn8I/AAAAAAAAAVk/4ZzKNCE8V8c/s1600/William+Thurmond-+National+Archives+File+docs+1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-T0HF6-rRZ9c/UaLwgqXNn8I/AAAAAAAAAVk/4ZzKNCE8V8c/s320/William+Thurmond-+National+Archives+File+docs+1.png" width="305" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-len4QfheY00/UaLwn4zQDhI/AAAAAAAAAVs/EB5J-z90Ij0/s1600/William+Thurmond-+National+Archives+Docs+2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-len4QfheY00/UaLwn4zQDhI/AAAAAAAAAVs/EB5J-z90Ij0/s1600/William+Thurmond-+National+Archives+Docs+2.png" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_ikSLDANjI/UaLwzMF8bkI/AAAAAAAAAV0/dVIXUG6LYhE/s1600/Revolutionary+Claim+of+William+Thurmond.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Z_ikSLDANjI/UaLwzMF8bkI/AAAAAAAAAV0/dVIXUG6LYhE/s320/Revolutionary+Claim+of+William+Thurmond.png" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">Following is information from the publication: "The Thurmonds: A Study In The Genealogy and History of Philip Thurmond of Amherst County, Virginia and His Descendants". Repository: Ancestry.com . (Philip Thurmond was a son of William Thurmond). </span><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UIdFcJ503Fs/UaLx15w3GbI/AAAAAAAAAWM/5UL9VNDte_0/s1600/William+Thurmond-+Revolutionary+War+pg+2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="253" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UIdFcJ503Fs/UaLx15w3GbI/AAAAAAAAAWM/5UL9VNDte_0/s320/William+Thurmond-+Revolutionary+War+pg+2.png" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O0ilQOHIS7s/UaLyANYtyTI/AAAAAAAAAWU/st30bQmRSv0/s1600/William+Thurmond,+Revolutionary+War.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="144" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O0ilQOHIS7s/UaLyANYtyTI/AAAAAAAAAWU/st30bQmRSv0/s320/William+Thurmond,+Revolutionary+War.png" width="320" /></a></div><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; line-height: 16px;">Following is a copy of a page purported to be the Will of William Thurmond, filed in Albemarle County, Virginia in 1800. </span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RDf51uZISBI/UaL0aUBRvLI/AAAAAAAAAWk/mq8jwRbZhn4/s1600/Will+of+William+Thurmond.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="241" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RDf51uZISBI/UaL0aUBRvLI/AAAAAAAAAWk/mq8jwRbZhn4/s320/Will+of+William+Thurmond.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"><br /></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"><br /></span>Hopelessly Hooked Genie (Beverly Harrison)http://www.blogger.com/profile/17037373424817819386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-586804954783131409.post-78881481198741572962013-05-22T19:11:00.002-07:002013-05-22T19:11:43.437-07:00Wednesday's Child: Beulah A. Giesler 1884 - 1885<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ng-YFUqt4gc/UZ1zx9VwHpI/AAAAAAAAAVE/jQ627NUrQFc/s1600/Headstone+of+Beulah+A+Giesler+1884-1885.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ng-YFUqt4gc/UZ1zx9VwHpI/AAAAAAAAAVE/jQ627NUrQFc/s1600/Headstone+of+Beulah+A+Giesler+1884-1885.jpg" height="185" width="320" /></a></div>For the Geneabloggers weekly writing prompt topic "Wednesday's Child", I am posting this photo of the gravestone of Beulah A. Giesler, born 15 Feb 1884 and died 12 Dec 1885. She was the daughter of Hugh E Giesler (1851- 1920) and Sarah Thomas Giesler (1853- 1894). She is buried near several other members of the extended Giesler family, at Morning View Cemetery in Bluff City, Sullivan County, Tennessee. Her siblings included Charlie M. Giesler (1874- 1898), Walter C. Gielser (1878- 1904), and Noah Hayes Giesler (1886- 1957). I don't know the story of baby Beulah's short life, or what caused her untimely passing at only 10 months of age. Rest in peace, little angel Beulah, you will not be forgotten.<br /><br />This precious baby Beulah, and these Gieslers, are distant cousins who connect to my family tree through Sarah Eliza Harrison born about 1819, sister of my great-great-grandfather William Harrison born 1807. Sarah Eliza Harrison married Noah Giesler who was born in 1818 in Piney Flats, Sullivan County, Tennessee. Both the Harrison family and a branch of the Giesler family moved to Missouri circa 1825-1830. Noah is a name that repeats often in this Giesler line through several generations. The marriage of Sarah Eliza Harrison and Noah Giesler is recorded in Crawford County, Missouri in 1839. It appears that Noah and Sarah Eliza met after their families moved to Missouri, however there is a possibility that my Harrisons and these Gieslers were neighbors in Tennessee prior to Missouri. The Harrison surname is prominent in Sullivan County, Tennessee in the early and mid 1800's. Two of the brothers of my ancestor William Harrison (Lewis and Tyree) stated on census records that they were born in Tennessee. My ancestor is recorded as being born in North Carolina.Hopelessly Hooked Genie (Beverly Harrison)http://www.blogger.com/profile/17037373424817819386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-586804954783131409.post-66221516788127422532013-05-14T07:00:00.000-07:002013-05-14T07:00:08.707-07:00Travel Tuesday: The FRISCO Railway and my Missouri ancestors<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oFwY7X0fopQ/UYf9U0IUl4I/AAAAAAAAAUo/63IOmNfUm3U/s1600/Vintage+Postcard+of+the+Frisco+along+the+Meramec+River+in+Franklin+Co,+MO.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img alt="" border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oFwY7X0fopQ/UYf9U0IUl4I/AAAAAAAAAUo/63IOmNfUm3U/s1600/Vintage+Postcard+of+the+Frisco+along+the+Meramec+River+in+Franklin+Co,+MO.jpg" height="416" title="Vintage Postcard of the FRISCO along the Meramec River in Missouri" width="640" /></a></div>My Harrison ancestors in Missouri had a long association with the FRISCO Railway in the late 1800's through the mid 1900's. My paternal grandfather, John P. Harrison, had a lengthy career with the FRISCO, many of which were spent in the capacity of Engineer driving steam locomotives prior to his retirement in 1935 at age 70. He drove long-distance passenger trains on cross county routes to and from Missouri. He was very proud of his job, and wrote about it in his journal. What fun he must have had, watching the scenery go by from his engineer's station in the cab of the locomotives. I have written about my grandfather previously in this Blog- see <a href="http://genieinarizona.blogspot.com/2009/06/remembrance-legacy-of-john-p-harrison.html" target="_blank">http://genieinarizona.blogspot.com/2009/06/remembrance-legacy-of-john-p-harrison.html</a><br /><br /><br />John had many other relatives who were employed in some capacity by the railroads in Missouri. The railroad was in their blood. John's own father, John Milton Harrison, had harvested trees and sold lumber from his own farm to make railroad ties for the FRISCO. John P.'s eldest son, David Essex Harrison, married the daughter of a FRISCO executive. At least 2 of his daughters married men who worked for the railroad in St. Louis at the time of their marriages. Many of John's nephews also had railroad jobs in various parts of Missouri. John's youngest son, Marvin Milton Harrison (my father) worked for the railroad too for a few years, until the advent of diesel engines made the job he had been trained for (fireman on steam engines) obsolete and forced a career change and a relocation to California in the mid 1950's. The FRISCO is no longer in existence today, having merged with another rail line after my grandfather''s retirement. <br /><br />To this day, railroads are in my blood too. From the time I was a little girl, train trips were a welcome adventure. I have re-discovered train travel in my own "early golden" years. One of my favorite adventures today is to hop a ride on a cross-country Superliner train, which today consists of Amtrak trains that are now government-regulated. One of my favorite trains which services the area I live, is the Sunset Limited which travels east and west between Los Angeles and Chicago. Another favorite is the Coast Starlight, which travels north and south along the coast between San Diego, California and Portland, Oregon. I love nothing better than riding a long distance train, sitting in the sightseeing lounge watching the scenery go by. Hopelessly Hooked Genie (Beverly Harrison)http://www.blogger.com/profile/17037373424817819386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-586804954783131409.post-84424582645436300132013-05-07T07:00:00.000-07:002013-05-07T07:00:08.305-07:00Tombstone Tuesday: Lucy "Fannie" Clark Allen 1860-1939My maternal great-grandmother was Lucy Frances "Fannie" Clark Allen, who was born 24 June 1860 in Fulton County, Kentucky and died 24 Feb 1939. She is buried in Fairview Cemetery, Fulton County, KY; and has a memorial page that I posted for her on the Find A Grave website at memorial # 58405248. Rest in Peace, Fannie.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7XTLynScdNU/UYTIKoUD8uI/AAAAAAAAAUY/0T5gpOMA-6g/s1600/Headstone+of+Lucy+Fannie+Clark+Allen+1860-1939.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7XTLynScdNU/UYTIKoUD8uI/AAAAAAAAAUY/0T5gpOMA-6g/s1600/Headstone+of+Lucy+Fannie+Clark+Allen+1860-1939.jpg" /></a></div>Fannie passed away several years before I was born. Her Kentucky Death Certificate is # 03730. She was married in 1877 to Thomas Calvin Allen, a Confederate Veteran of the Civil War. Their marriage took place in Troy, Obion County, Tennessee (which was the groom's home state) according to Lucy's deposition in her Widow's Pension application in 1912; but it was recorded in Fulton County, Kentucky (which was the bride's home state). It was the groom's 2nd marriage, but the bride's 1st marriage. Fannie was the daughter of William Calvin Clark (also a Confederate Civil War Veteran) and Harriet Angeline Gray.Hopelessly Hooked Genie (Beverly Harrison)http://www.blogger.com/profile/17037373424817819386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-586804954783131409.post-43472811021566495412013-05-06T07:00:00.000-07:002013-05-06T07:00:08.481-07:00Military Monday: Corporal George Helm Sr and Captain Leonard Helm, REVOLUTIONARY WAR, Father and Son.My 4th great-grandfather George Helm Sr, and his father Leonard Helm (my 5th great-grandfather) both served as officers in the Revolutionary War from Virginia. They both relocated to Kentucky after the war. They are ancestors on the paternal side of my family tree.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-26cD922KuHA/UYSxIKahWbI/AAAAAAAAATI/ZSnp4OT6uu0/s1600/Revolutionary+War+Veteran.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-26cD922KuHA/UYSxIKahWbI/AAAAAAAAATI/ZSnp4OT6uu0/s1600/Revolutionary+War+Veteran.jpg" /></a></div>George Helm Sr. was born 22 August 1747 in Virginia, the son of Leonard Helm and Elizabeth "Betty" Calmes . He married 1st wife Mary Frances Calmes about 1767 in Virginia, who appears to have been a relative of his mother's (possibly his cousin). After Mary Frances died in 1783, he married 2nd wife Frances "Frankie" Coppedge (who was the sister of his daughter's husband Travis Coppedge). George was a Corporal under Captain Dunmore in the Revolutionary War. He enlisted under Captain Abe Shepherd in Colonel Rawlings Rifle Regiment from Virginia. While living in Kentucky after the war, he served in Whitaker's Battalion, Mounted Volunteers. There is also a George Helm listed as having served in the War of 1812. His Revolutionary War pension was approved in 1826, while he was living in Tennessee. He then returned to Lincoln County, Kentucky, where he died about 1831. The Abstract of Graves of Revolutionary Patriots indicates he is buried at McCormack Cemetery in Lincoln Co, KY. He has a memorial page posted on the Find A grave website under memorial # 11519529.<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GQ58UK2yWro/UYS1UdOTOdI/AAAAAAAAATY/blzz2cS5D9Y/s1600/Revolutionary+War+Flag.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-GQ58UK2yWro/UYS1UdOTOdI/AAAAAAAAATY/blzz2cS5D9Y/s1600/Revolutionary+War+Flag.jpg" height="220" width="320" /></a></div>Leonard Helm Sr. was born about 1720 in Stafford, Virginia and died in June 1782 "of consumption or bad medicine" at Beargrass Creek near Louisville, Kentucky. Leonard married Elizabeth "Betty" Calmes in 1746 in Frederick, Virginia. He served as a Captain in the Virginia State Line in the Revolutionary War under General George Rogers Clarke. A land bounty claim filed by his heirs 52 years after his death, was approved and concluded that he was "the only Leonard Helm on record" as having served in the Revolutionary War (file #S38021). In 1779 he had received a commission as an Indian Agent from the State of Virginia. An article on his life and exploits was published by Fauquier Historical Society of Virginia, and is available online at <a href="http://www.fauquierhistory.com/UserFiles/File/Vol27No2.pdf" target="_blank">http://www.fauquierhistory.com/UserFiles/File/Vol27No2.pdf</a>. In it, Leonard Helm was described as "somewhat rugged, outspoken, abounding in wit and fun, fearless, intelligent, level-headed and trustworthy". Conversely, he was also described as "an intemperant man" who ran up large tavern bills and liked his whiskey. Leonard died poor, and had not received payment, land or pension for his military services at the time of his death in 1782. He died while on a trail in Kentucky, apparently acting in his capacity as Indian Agent. At the time, it had been thought that he had just vanished and was probably killed by Indians. His widow applied for but was denied a Widow's Pension (file number R14982) because Leonard had not served until the end of the Revolutionary War (as rules for a pension required) but had accepted a commission as Indian Agent instead prior to the close of the war. A sworn deposition of Edward Parker dated 5 Feb 1833 confirmed that Captain Leonard Helm had actually died in 1782 "of consumption or some other bilgious disease. John Jones, a nephew of Leonard's daughter Sara, confirmed this story and indicated that "bad medicine" might have contributed to Leonard's death. His burial place is unknown. Following are pages from the Veteran's Land Bounty and Widow's Pension Application files verifying the service of Captain Leonard Helm.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-06idSH_O8x0/UYS_X2LbgNI/AAAAAAAAAUE/EhFhIDB6QE4/s1600/Leonard+Helm+Rev+War+pension+app+file+S38021.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-06idSH_O8x0/UYS_X2LbgNI/AAAAAAAAAUE/EhFhIDB6QE4/s1600/Leonard+Helm+Rev+War+pension+app+file+S38021.jpg" height="222" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gSwQBGeHhxk/UYS9I3gTmBI/AAAAAAAAATo/mb2nGc6LCYk/s1600/Captain+Leonard+Helm,+Rev+War+file+page+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-gSwQBGeHhxk/UYS9I3gTmBI/AAAAAAAAATo/mb2nGc6LCYk/s1600/Captain+Leonard+Helm,+Rev+War+file+page+1.jpg" height="320" width="239" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--227XnhesWg/UYS9vTH5eRI/AAAAAAAAATw/Uo9W-y1A9e4/s1600/Captain+Leonard+Helm,+Rev+War+file+page+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--227XnhesWg/UYS9vTH5eRI/AAAAAAAAATw/Uo9W-y1A9e4/s1600/Captain+Leonard+Helm,+Rev+War+file+page+2.jpg" height="320" width="239" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v2iHF_quGqM/UYS-HtAGOjI/AAAAAAAAAT4/dYchDHjXo-U/s1600/Captain+Leonard+Helm,+Rev+War+file+page+3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-v2iHF_quGqM/UYS-HtAGOjI/AAAAAAAAAT4/dYchDHjXo-U/s1600/Captain+Leonard+Helm,+Rev+War+file+page+3.jpg" height="320" width="239" /></a></div><br />Hopelessly Hooked Genie (Beverly Harrison)http://www.blogger.com/profile/17037373424817819386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-586804954783131409.post-26690611701253951662013-05-05T07:00:00.000-07:002013-05-05T12:40:01.704-07:00Obituary Sunday: Frances "Fanny" Hudgens 1811- 1879Following is the obituary and headstone photo of my paternal 2nd-great-grandmother, Frances Hudgens (Wilson Allen Malone), who was born 6 Dec 1811 in Washington County, Kentucky and died 11 May 1879 in Phelps County, Missouri. She is buried at Allen Cemetery in Phelps County, Missouri. Her nicknames were "Fanny" and "Aunt Frankey". She had at least 3 husbands as she kept outliving the men she married.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rvS9BPqr_7o/UYSo4bMGbJI/AAAAAAAAAS4/P7tVKa3_Oxs/s1600/Headstone+of+Frances+Hudgens.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rvS9BPqr_7o/UYSo4bMGbJI/AAAAAAAAAS4/P7tVKa3_Oxs/s1600/Headstone+of+Frances+Hudgens.jpg" height="320" width="238" /></span></a></div><br /><div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #333333;">Transcript of the Obituary of Mrs. Frances Malone-Source: Courtesy of Phelps County Genealogical Society, Rolla, Missouri- July 1995 Quarterly "The Rolla Herald, 15 May 1879""Frances Hudges Wilson Allen Malone, died at her residence on Little Piney, May 11th 1879. Frances, widow of the late George Malone, aged about 68 years. Mrs. Malone was married three times. The late Napoleon Wilson was her oldest son by her first marriage. Her second husband was father of V. Allen Esq., who was her only child by her second marriage. Mrs. Malone was mother on nine children, the most of whom survive her. She was the daughter of William and Susannah Hudgens, the eldest of twelve children, four of whome survived her, namely: Mrs. Nancy Bond, Mrs. Matilda Woolsey, Mrs. Martha Huskey, and Mrs. Mary A. Paulsell. It is a meloncholy pleasure to surviving friends in some way to give expression to their deep sorrow, and to pay some tribute of respect when one, who by familiar intercourse and intimate acquaintance for years, they had learned to love for her many virtues, kindly deeds and uncomplaining faithful discharge of life's duties, has passed away from earth away. Such a one in the feelings and estimation of the writer and many friends in Phelps County, was Aunt Frankie Malone. A number of years ago she embraced the Christian religion and at her death was a member of the Free Will Baptist Church. Her end was peace, and it is confidently beleived her future will be glorious. She was buried on Monday the 12th inst., near the residence of her son Esq. Allen. The regious services were conducted by the writer, J. J. Watts. " She is buried at Allen Cemetery, Phelps County, Missouri. </span><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #333333;">Source:genie-in-az (#46847723).</span><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><br /></div><div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><span style="background-color: white; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; color: #333333;">Mrs. Frances Malone, born in Washington Co, Ky, Dec 6th 1811, died on Little Piney, Phelps Co., May 11, 1879 aged 67 years 6 ms. and 5 ds."- Rev JJ Watts Journals. Frances Hudgens was the daughter of William Hudgens and Susannah Tucker. She was born in Kentucky but resided most of her adult life in Phelps County, Missouri. Frances was married 3 times: 1st husband Valentine Wilson, 2nd husband Samuel T Allen, 3rd husband George W Malone. Frances Hudgens Wilson Allen Malone had several children born of her three marriages. Among her children were "Bushwacker" Bill Wilson, infamous Missouri desperado during the Civil War years. Clint Eastwood portrayed the title character in a film entitled "Outlaw Josey Wales" based loosely on the life and times of Bill Wilson. Another of Frances' son's was Valentine Allen, half- brother to Bill Wilson. Frances' father, William Hudgens, was born in McMinn, Tennessee. Her mother, Susannah Tucker, was born in Ambrose, Virginia in 1792; the daughter of William Wofford Tucker and Nancy Lee. The Tucker ancestors arrived in Virginia, America in the late 1600's from Kent, England. The Lee family arrived in Virginia in the early 1600's from Worcestshire, England. Frances was also a descendant of the Penn family of Virginia; Frances' maternal great-grandmother was Frances Penn married to Ambrose Lee. Frances' ancestor George Penn was born in Sussex, England in 1571 and came to the Plymouth Colony, Massachusetts, America in the early 1600's. The Penn ancestry was originally in Gloucester, England in the 1500's.</span><o:p></o:p></span></div><div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"><br /></div>Hopelessly Hooked Genie (Beverly Harrison)http://www.blogger.com/profile/17037373424817819386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-586804954783131409.post-10584156157947500442013-04-11T18:04:00.000-07:002013-05-04T02:01:21.118-07:00William Harrison (1807-1896) and his bride Nancy Shepherd Harrison (1815-1900)<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C2U32UYW75Y/UWdMeiJNizI/AAAAAAAAARs/jj7-v9RDe1c/s1600/William+M+Harrison+1807+-+1896.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C2U32UYW75Y/UWdMeiJNizI/AAAAAAAAARs/jj7-v9RDe1c/s320/William+M+Harrison+1807+-+1896.jpg" height="320" width="256" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IXfkeJF2kEM/UWdMofVeD_I/AAAAAAAAAR0/EVZGxH_vwRc/s1600/Nancy+L+Shepherd+Harrison.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-IXfkeJF2kEM/UWdMofVeD_I/AAAAAAAAAR0/EVZGxH_vwRc/s320/Nancy+L+Shepherd+Harrison.jpg" height="320" width="255" /></a></div>Above are photos of my great-great-grandparents, William M Harrison and Nancy Shepherd Harrison, taken in their late middle-aged years or early "senior" years. There are no known portraits in existence of them in their younger years. They were married on 24 November 1834. Their marriage is recorded in Greene County, Missouri.....however it is not known if they ever lived there. They settled in Maries County, Missouri. Not a lot is known about their roots prior to the time period when they settled in Missouri as newlyweds. Nancy Shepherd's family was from Kentucky. Her parents were John William Shepherd and Mary Polly Clayton Shepherd, of Shelby and Mason County, Kentucky.<br /><br />William's family is more of a mystery. Generations of descendants have remained mystified as to the origins of this line of the Harrison clan, despite recent DNA testing of descendants (circa 2012 and 2013). An old family bible was purported to be in existence which stated that William was born in a place called "Sura", North Carolina, about 1807, near the headwaters of the Dan River. William and Nancy's photos and other heirlooms were recently discovered to be in the possession of a female descendant of this line. It is this distant cousin who provided the above photos of these ancestors, as well as a copy of a page taken from what we believe may have been the fabled family bible (see below). The page came out of a worn book that had been referred to as "Nancy's bible", and had been handed down through the generations to this descendant.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NFG74A3ZpHc/UWdQbCCvF4I/AAAAAAAAASE/d8VQmdEg6FU/s1600/William+Harrison-+Nancy+Shepherd+Harrison+Family+Bible.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NFG74A3ZpHc/UWdQbCCvF4I/AAAAAAAAASE/d8VQmdEg6FU/s320/William+Harrison-+Nancy+Shepherd+Harrison+Family+Bible.jpg" height="320" width="232" /></a></div>Unfortunately, the top left corner of the page is torn off, which would have indicated the county of William's birth. Some descendant's have interpreted the often-quoted "Sura" as referring to Surry County. However, my research has led me to believe that it referred to a settlement known as Suaratown. This was a historic settlement near the ancient Saura Mountains in North Carolina, near the Dan River. In the 1700's and early 1800's, there was an Upper Sauratown and a Lower Sauratown, located approximately 2 miles south of what became known as Leakesville, and is the present-day town of Eden, in Rockingham County, North Carolina (at one period it was part of Stokes County). It also not far from the town of Walnut Cove. The following information can be found on the Eden Chamber of Commerce website: <br /><br />Source: Eden Chamber of Commerce <br />http://www.edenchamber.com/history.html<br />"Eden was so named by William Byrd in 1728 when he led a survey party seeking to establish the boundary line between North Carolina and Virginia. Byrd called the area "Land of Eden" because of its beauty. He had his own strong-minded ideas for its use: tillage; grazing; the growing of hemp, flax, cotton, grapes, peaches, apples and rice; and the cultivation of raw silk through the production of white mulberry trees for the feeding of silk worms. Eden, originally three townships known as Leaksville, Spray and Draper, was one of the first cities to be established in the Piedmont area of North Carolina as an economic center. Here the Piedmont's textile boom began with the establishment in 1837 of the Leaksville Cotton Mill - Morehead's "Factory," it was called - by John Motley Morehead who was to be a two-term governor of the state from 1841 to 1845."<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--vCiDZiUHZM/UWdT-378ZxI/AAAAAAAAASU/ci1kQypVKHY/s1600/Sauratown+Historic+Marker.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--vCiDZiUHZM/UWdT-378ZxI/AAAAAAAAASU/ci1kQypVKHY/s1600/Sauratown+Historic+Marker.jpg" /></a></div><span class="objectDescription">The above historical marker can be found on US 311 at Dan River bridge northeast of Walnut Cove, North Carolina. It marks the site of part of the old historical settlement of Sauratown, which was originally inhabited by the Saura Indians, and later by American pioneer settlers. With changing territorial boundaries over the decades, this region was at varying times considered part of Virginia, North Carolina, and Tennessee. It may have even at one point been part of what was referred to as the early Kentucky territory. Settlers in the remote mountain regions often were isolated from communication with the rest of the country and lived in assumption that they lived in one territory or state, even after it had officially become part of another territory or state. This could account for the varying responses to "birth place" give by William Harrison and his brothers Lewis and Tyree Harrison to census takers over the years. While William appears to have consistently referred to his birthplace as being in North Carolina, his brothers sometimes indicated they were born in either Tennessee, Virginia, or Kentucky. It is possible the family moved around a lot, but is more plausible that they were simply confused as the official name of the territory the family lived in at the time of their birth's. DNA testing has connected our line of Harrison to Lineage # 1 on the Harrison DNA Patriarch's Study website, with roots in North Carolina and Virginia. We are line H206 in that study. </span><span class="objectDescription"> <a href="http://www.worldfamilies.net/surnames/harrison/pats">http://www.worldfamilies.net/surnames/harrison/pats</a> . As yet, we have still been unable to identify the parents of William, Lewis, and Tyree Harrison and their sisters. They remain known only as the mysterious "Widow Harrison" and possibly a William Harrison Sr. Research continues on this Brick Wall in our tree. </span><br /><br /><span class="objectDescription">William and Nancy Shepherd Harrison are buried at Bowles Chapel Cemetery in Maries County, Missouri. They share a headstone, with William's inscription on one side and Nancy's on the other. </span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a4vlR5hXxhI/UWdbwV5jr7I/AAAAAAAAASk/wuaByBHecGI/s1600/Headstone+of+William+M+Harrison.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a4vlR5hXxhI/UWdbwV5jr7I/AAAAAAAAASk/wuaByBHecGI/s320/Headstone+of+William+M+Harrison.jpg" height="320" width="218" /></a></div>Memorial pages can be found for them on the Find A Grave website, with links to other family members. ( William's is Find A Grave Memorial# 53273047. Nancy's is Find A Grave Memorial# 40376051). <br /><br /><span class="objectDescription"><br /></span><span class="objectDescription"><br /></span><br /><br />Hopelessly Hooked Genie (Beverly Harrison)http://www.blogger.com/profile/17037373424817819386noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-586804954783131409.post-75007471132398873482013-04-11T16:22:00.001-07:002013-04-11T16:22:41.131-07:00William Harrison's Farm: Finding The Original Homestead Of My Great-Great-Grandfather<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J5yll6JOpVI/UWc5dhUllMI/AAAAAAAAAP8/TQYjyJqqYcc/s1600/William+Harrison%27s+old+farm+property.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-J5yll6JOpVI/UWc5dhUllMI/AAAAAAAAAP8/TQYjyJqqYcc/s320/William+Harrison%27s+old+farm+property.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3F3kP79RFPg/UWc_y53MqPI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/T7UTI_CkXIU/s1600/William+Harrison%27s+old+farm.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3F3kP79RFPg/UWc_y53MqPI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/T7UTI_CkXIU/s320/William+Harrison%27s+old+farm.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />The above photos are recent pictures (taken April 2013) of some of the original farm land owned by my great-great-grandfather William Harrison, circa 1853 to 1896 in Maries County, Missouri. The photos were taken by my distant cousin, T. Cadenbach, who shares some Harrison ancestry with me and still lives in the general vicinity of our Missouri roots.<br /><br />William Harrison's Land Patent: <br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1YX8z4__Y90/UWc-G6UuCUI/AAAAAAAAAQc/-mnI110m7O8/s1600/William+Harrison+Land+Patent-+1853-+MO.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-1YX8z4__Y90/UWc-G6UuCUI/AAAAAAAAAQc/-mnI110m7O8/s320/William+Harrison+Land+Patent-+1853-+MO.jpg" width="203" /></a></div><br /> In 1853, my ancestor William patented 40 acres in Section 20, Township 39-N, Range 7-W, 5th Meridian, Maries County, Missouri. He later added to this land, and his brothers Lewis and Tyree Harrison owned adjacent farm lands and acreage. With the help of a plotting tool utilized through Google Earth, and the legal description coordinates from the original land deeds, we were able to pinpoint the exact location of the original farms of these three Harrison brothers, as shown below. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XENhlWaxUic/UWc-wonW3nI/AAAAAAAAAQk/ZwfnX0R7SYM/s1600/William+Harrison%27s+1853+Land+Patent-+close+up+aerial+view-+Maries+County,+MO.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="194" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-XENhlWaxUic/UWc-wonW3nI/AAAAAAAAAQk/ZwfnX0R7SYM/s320/William+Harrison%27s+1853+Land+Patent-+close+up+aerial+view-+Maries+County,+MO.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wu12V__WiKc/UWc_iJ6bRsI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Cy5LRNjckzI/s1600/Harrison+brothers-+William,+Lewis,+and+Tyree+land+patents+and+Rock+Spring+Cemetery,+Maries+Co,+MO.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="184" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wu12V__WiKc/UWc_iJ6bRsI/AAAAAAAAAQw/Cy5LRNjckzI/s320/Harrison+brothers-+William,+Lewis,+and+Tyree+land+patents+and+Rock+Spring+Cemetery,+Maries+Co,+MO.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>My cousin has recently met the current owner's of my ancestor's original acreage, who gave their permission for photos and further exploration. The acreage is kept in immaculate condition by the current owners, and is still undeveloped rural farm-ranch acreage, much as it was back in my ancestor's time. The difference would be that the land is now far less forested. Though many beautiful trees do remain, in my ancestor's era most forested acreage was cleared for planting of crops, as well as later to sell the wood for railroad ties to the Frisco Railway. There is a large modern home now inhabited by the current owners. However, remnants of historic buildings and foundations still remain, to be further explored and documented. One of the brothers of my ancestor, Lewis Harrison, deeded part of his land that encompassed the Harrison family cemetery for the formation of what is now known as Rock Spring Cemetery. It is there that many of our Harrison ancestors and kin are buried. We believe it may be the final resting place of our mysterious Brick Wall ancestor, the "Widow" Harrison and possibly her husband (parents of William, Lewis, and Tyree Harrison and their sisters) who may rest there in now unmarked graves. <br /><br />Below is William's farm is it looks today (2013):<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vq52TC-bVME/UWdEaxYXfVI/AAAAAAAAARM/vQnIauTu01s/s1600/Site+of+William+Harrison%27s+farm+in+Maries+County,+MO.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vq52TC-bVME/UWdEaxYXfVI/AAAAAAAAARM/vQnIauTu01s/s320/Site+of+William+Harrison%27s+farm+in+Maries+County,+MO.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Below is William's farm, the only known photo of the old original old farmhouse, taken circa 1883.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zf8255TuJmY/UWdFgcOatPI/AAAAAAAAARY/f1ZEqM1crHA/s1600/William+Harrison%27s+old+farmhouse.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="234" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Zf8255TuJmY/UWdFgcOatPI/AAAAAAAAARY/f1ZEqM1crHA/s320/William+Harrison%27s+old+farmhouse.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Hopelessly Hooked Genie (Beverly Harrison)http://www.blogger.com/profile/17037373424817819386noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-586804954783131409.post-44367207597321602722013-04-11T15:23:00.002-07:002013-05-04T01:59:55.706-07:00Marker for a Great-Grandmother: Mary Jane Coppedge Harrison 1840 - 1923<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LoZBUc9I5pE/UWcsbNkZ4UI/AAAAAAAAAO8/qUQMk3gGHK8/s1600/Mary+Jane+Coppedge+Harrison+headstone+marker1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LoZBUc9I5pE/UWcsbNkZ4UI/AAAAAAAAAO8/qUQMk3gGHK8/s320/Mary+Jane+Coppedge+Harrison+headstone+marker1.jpg" height="173" width="320" /></a></div>We don't know if she ever had a marker for her gravesite, or if she may have originally had some sort of wooden or stone marker that has long since deteriorated into oblivion. But, at long last, this ancestor in my tree has a legible headstone to mark her final resting place next to her husband, John Milton Harrison, Civil War Veteran. They were my paternal great-grandparents, long passed before I was born. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RxLhQFRneMI/UWctepdRioI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Dz5pYp6jh4E/s1600/Mary+Jane+Coppedge+Harrison+headstone+marker4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RxLhQFRneMI/UWctepdRioI/AAAAAAAAAPE/Dz5pYp6jh4E/s320/Mary+Jane+Coppedge+Harrison+headstone+marker4.jpg" height="213" width="320" /></a></div>Mary Jane Coppedge Harrison (1840 - 1923) and John Milton Harrison (1836 - 1899) are both buried at Dillon Cemetery in Phelps County, Missouri. Mary Jane also has a memorial page on www.findagrave.com , Find A Grave Memorial# 53272446 . She was the daughter of George Helm <b>Coppedge</b> and Margaret "Peggy" Kitchen <b>Thornton</b> Coppedge. She was the granddaughter of Travis Coppedge and Elizabeth <b>Helm</b> Coppedge, and Thomas Thornton III and Nancy <b>Kitchen</b> Thornton. Her great-grandparents were Moses Aaron <b>Coppedge</b> and Mary Jane <b>Catlett</b> Coppedge, George<b> Helm</b> and Mary Frances <b>Calmes</b> Helm, Thomas <b>Thornton II</b> and Lucinda <b>Waters </b>Thornton, and (possibly) William Harrison <b>Kitchen</b> and Nancy Anne<b> Harrison </b>Kitchen. Among her great-great-grandparents were Charles <b>Coppedge</b> and Lucy Sarah <b>Lunsford</b> Coppedge, John <b>Catlett</b> and Mary Ann <b>Grayson</b> Coppedge, Captain Leonard<b> Helm</b> (Revolutionary War) and Elizabeth <b>Calmes</b> Helm, Thomas <b>Thornton I</b> and Lettice <b>Peyton</b> Thornton, and Thomas<b> Harrison</b> V and Mary Ann <b>Butler</b> Harrison. It appears, thus, that Mary Jane was a Harrison descendant herself as well as marrying a Harrison, her distant cousin several generations removed. I doubt that she even realized there was a chance that they were distant cousins. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-feNtj8LTTXQ/UWcxxCqDyNI/AAAAAAAAAPU/_pPZ92hNCUk/s1600/Mary+Jane+Coppedge+Harrison+headstone+marker5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-feNtj8LTTXQ/UWcxxCqDyNI/AAAAAAAAAPU/_pPZ92hNCUk/s320/Mary+Jane+Coppedge+Harrison+headstone+marker5.jpg" height="213" width="320" /></a></div>The cemetery where May Jane and John Milton Harrison are buried is on private property in Phelps County, Missouri. It is a small country cemetery that is well-maintained by the current owner of the property. For generations, John Milton Harrison had an original Civil War Veteran's headstone that was gradually deteriorating from age and exposure to the elements, but there was no visible marker for his wife who was laid to rest beside him. At the time of Mary Jane's passing, her husband had already been gone for a few years. Mary Jane died as a resident of the Soldiers Home hospital-nursing home in St. James, Missouri. She had been placed there for long-term care after being found incapacitated by a local court. This appears to have transpired when her senility became too much for her caretaker daughter, Georgia Ann Harrison Finn, to deal with. We may surmise that she may have been afflicted with something akin to Alzheimers disease as we know it today. As a tragic side note, George Ann Harrison Finn died of a heat stroke or heart attack while walking to visit her mother in the Soldier's Home on one hot summer day. Mary Jane passed away shortly thereafter. We can only guess that financial constraints may have been a reason that no individual permanent marker was placed on Mary Jane's grave. The death certificate confirms that she is buried at Dillon Cemetery. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dsysAzcw200/UWc0jWhkZ2I/AAAAAAAAAPg/G3lOSbfjweo/s1600/Headstone+of+John+Milton+Harrison,+Co+H,+11th+Missouri+Infantry-+Civil+War.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dsysAzcw200/UWc0jWhkZ2I/AAAAAAAAAPg/G3lOSbfjweo/s320/Headstone+of+John+Milton+Harrison,+Co+H,+11th+Missouri+Infantry-+Civil+War.jpg" height="320" width="214" /></a></div>In 2012, with the assistance of my 4th-cousin on the Harrison side of my tree who lives in Phelps County, Missouri; we were able to get a new headstone placed for John Milton Harrison (see above photo). His original headstone had deteriorated beyond repair and was no longer legible due to being covered with algae, mold, and fungus. Recently, in 2013 we were able to set a new marker in place for his wife, Mary Jane, as well. Their markers now stand side by side, as their souls rest for all eternity.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z2OsCDphgAc/UWc13-3FuoI/AAAAAAAAAPs/A-2s0qPDf8M/s1600/John+Milton+Harrison+and+Mary+Jane+Coppedge.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-z2OsCDphgAc/UWc13-3FuoI/AAAAAAAAAPs/A-2s0qPDf8M/s320/John+Milton+Harrison+and+Mary+Jane+Coppedge.jpg" height="320" width="307" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br />Hopelessly Hooked Genie (Beverly Harrison)http://www.blogger.com/profile/17037373424817819386noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-586804954783131409.post-78524677752003843472012-12-14T09:15:00.000-07:002012-12-14T09:15:09.647-07:00I'm Dreaming Of A White Christmas!On this rainy December day in Arizona, a blog post is long overdue. Today is "Blog Carol" Day, a genea-blog prompt coordinated by our genealogist friend Footnote Maven. We are to write about a favorite Christmas Carol. <br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fRWepCTeZF8/UMtQKJ72xgI/AAAAAAAAAM4/PaDFzQVxOLM/s1600/snowy+mountain+christmas.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-fRWepCTeZF8/UMtQKJ72xgI/AAAAAAAAAM4/PaDFzQVxOLM/s1600/snowy+mountain+christmas.jpg" /></a></div><br />Mine has got to be "I'm Dreaming Of A White Christmas", preferrably crooned by none other than the iconic Bing Crosby. Having grown up in sunny Southern California where there were lots of beaches and much sunshine, but no snow, I cannot remember having ever having experienced a White Christmas as a child. Our house did not even have a fireplace; we used one of those fake cardboard fireplaces that went up with the tree every year. I was well into my adult years before ever being in snow at Christmas time on trips, and even those occasions were rare. Once, during a period when I lived in the Seattle, WA area for a few years, we got some lovely, soft fluffy white snow for Christmas...and that is a magical memory. Now I have lived in Arizona for many years, in an area that does not get snow, but as I write this blog entry- snow is falling up in the northern part of the state in Flagstaff. There will soon be some snow south of us too on Mt. Lemmon near Tucson. So, though we won't likely have a White Christmas where I live, we can take a day trip to play and experience the winter beauty. <br /><br />Here are the lyrics to this favorite Christmas Carol:<br /><br />"I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,<br />Just like the ones I used to know.<br />Where the tree-tops glisten,<br />And children listen<br />To hear sleighbells in the snow."<br /><br />"I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,<br />With every Christmas card I write,<br />"May your days be merry and bright,<br />And may all your Christmases be white".<br /><br />"I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,<br />Just like the ones I used to know.<br />Where the tree-tops glisten,<br />And children listen<br />To hear sleighbells in the snow."<br /><br />"I'm dreaming of a white Christmas,<br />With every Christmas card I write,<br />"May your days be merry and bright,<br />And may all your Christmases be white".<br /><!--Lyrics End-->Hopelessly Hooked Genie (Beverly Harrison)http://www.blogger.com/profile/17037373424817819386noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-586804954783131409.post-45592203730298970702012-09-23T19:00:00.004-07:002012-09-23T19:00:35.438-07:00Bachelor Maids Clubs, circa 1915- St Louis, Missouri: "Unwed and Loving It"Bachelor Girls Club of 1915, St. Louis, Missouri-<br /><br />Among the family heirloom photos in the collection that had belonged to one of paternal aunts, is a photo depicting two of her sisters as young women with a group of their friends. The photo is labeled: "Bachelor Girls Club of 1915", believed to have been taken in St. Louis, Missouri. The women in the photo all appear to be in their late teens or early twenties. They are all wearing fancy hats and suits that were fashionable in that time period. My copy of this photo was made years ago on a xerox machine, long before digital photography came along, so the copy I have is not very good. The original photo has long since been lost or packed away in storage in the estate belongings of my late aunt Lona, which passed to her son. Her sisters "the Bachelor Girls" are in the far right of the photo. Here it is:<br /><br />My aunts; the Bachelor Girls of 1915: top row, right- Gladys Harrison, age 19. bottom row, right- Edna Harrison, age 20.<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7fwuneFJknM/UF-grtIccAI/AAAAAAAAAMU/jx6iKfiaLt4/s1600/Gladys+Harrison+(top+right)-+Edna+Harrison+(bottom+right)-+Bachelor+Girls+Club-+1915.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="161" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7fwuneFJknM/UF-grtIccAI/AAAAAAAAAMU/jx6iKfiaLt4/s320/Gladys+Harrison+(top+right)-+Edna+Harrison+(bottom+right)-+Bachelor+Girls+Club-+1915.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />Looking at this picture peaked my curiosity about these two aunts of mine. Ironically, both of my aunts married within a year of the above photo being taken. But, before they were wives, they were Bachelor Girls. Just what were these "Bachelor Girls Clubs" (or "Bachelor Maids" as they were often referred to) all about back then, anyway? Certainly, they weren't "old maids". I knew that both of these aunts had married fairly young and raised children with their husbands. They were both quite a bit older than their baby brother, my Dad, so I had grown up knowing them from afar simply as my elder "widowed" aunts, each old enough to be my grandmother. Looking at this photo now reminds me that each of these women had once been young, vibrant, fun-loving and free-spirited girls; before the cares of adulthood burdened their worlds. Each woman ultimately matured to face particularly challenging lives in their later adult years, filled with much personal difficulty, serious health problems, and loss of loved ones. But, once upon a time, they were "Bachelor Maids".<br /><br />I decided to learn more about these "Bachelor Maids" clubs of the early 1900's, and take a peek into the lifestyle of my young aunts during that period of their lives. A quick search online pointed me to this explanation offered by the Library of Congress, at <a href="http://www.loc.gov/rr/news/topics/bachelor.html">http://www.loc.gov/rr/news/topics/bachelor.html</a> :<br /><i style="color: #336699; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>"Bachelor maids were a cadre of single women in the late 19th, early 20th century. Not to be confused with “old maids” (or “spinsters”), these women opted to be independent of men, live on their own and manage their own business affairs. Young, unmarried women’s social groups, known as Bachelor Maids’ Clubs, began in cities such as New York and Washington, DC. Soon thereafter, smaller clubs began forming in cities and towns around the country."</b></i><br /><i style="color: #336699; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b><br /></b></i><span style="background-color: white; font-family: verdana, arial, helvetica, sans-serif;">"</span><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i>Before there were Carrie, Miranda, Samantha and Charlotte, there were bachelor maids – turn-of-the-century single gals opting to play by their own rules of the time. These women of the late 19th and early 20th centuries had acceptable ways to earn money and no longer regarded marriage as necessary for financial stability or for self-respect. </i></span></span><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><i><span style="background-color: white;">That's not to say that all women were against the idea of matrimony, but rather they set standards for suitors to meet and waited to marry, if they married at all. '</span><span style="background-color: white;">The Bachelor Girl does generally marry. However, I have noticed that the marriages of girls who have followed some useful and interesting business before they married turn out happiest,' said Ellen Adair in</span><span style="background-color: white;"> </span><a href="http://chroniclingamerica.loc.gov/lccn/sn83045211/1915-01-26/ed-1/seq-10/" style="color: #003366;">her article</a><span style="background-color: white;"> </span><span style="background-color: white;">in the Jan. 26, 1915, issue of Philadelphia's Evening Public Ledger.</span><span style="background-color: white;">"- </span></i></span><a href="http://www.loc.gov/wiseguide/nov11/unwed.html">http://www.loc.gov/wiseguide/nov11/unwed.html</a><br /><i style="color: #336699; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><b><br /></b></i><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">An amusing and somewhat derisive poem was published in the Oct 11, 1896 issue of the San Francisco Call, describing the Bachelor Maid New Woman: " She could never be persuaded to marry, Never husband shall order her life. As for children, she never could stand them, With their noise and perpetual strife. Yes, dear bachelor maiden new woman, The men are a despicable lot; It may be you'd refuse to marry, It may also be true that you'd not". </span><br /><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Below is a photo of another of these groups, the Bachelor Maids Club of Ames, IA- circa 1895- courtesy of Ames Public Library.org. </span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yfxA36w0wyI/UF-3VACxu2I/AAAAAAAAAMk/niwY-chKH04/s1600/Bachelor+Maids+Club+of+Ames,+IA-+circa+1895-+photo+credit+to+Ames+Public+Library.org.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="119" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yfxA36w0wyI/UF-3VACxu2I/AAAAAAAAAMk/niwY-chKH04/s320/Bachelor+Maids+Club+of+Ames,+IA-+circa+1895-+photo+credit+to+Ames+Public+Library.org.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><br /><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">On the other hand, the following article appeared in the January 16, 1898 issue of the San Francisco Call, describing the Bachelor Maids as a group of young ladies on the hunt for suitable husbands: "If you wish to see a group of pretty, vivacious, intelligent and thoroughly independent nineteenth century maidens, of a true American type, just stop long enough at Cape May, New Jersey to catch a glimpse of the Bachelor Maids' Club, an association of twelve charming, marriageable young women, who have banded together to protect themselves from the unworthy members of the other sex. The perpetuation of celibacy is not contemplated, as every member is in favor of marriage, but it must be a marriage of the ideal standard set by the club. Accordingly the twelve young men somewhere in this broad world who would willingly marry these twelve winsome misses must throw away their vices and prepare themselves to answer some questions like these: Do you drink, or smoke, or chew, or wear a silk hat in summer with a blue suit, or lie in bed in the morning while your father shovels coal into the heater, or give expression to wicked words when you strike your thumb with a hammer? Do you earn enough to support a wife? Can you see a flower store without being directed to it? Do you write love letters with a pencil? How many cousins of the feminine gender do you have? What becomes of your temper when you lose your collar button? Do you ride a last year's wheel? Are you fond of ice cream and soda water and poetry? It frequently happens that the carefully groomed and industrious young men of the wave swept city are asked to attend informal receptions and musicales, and the promptness with which they pen a reply to the daintily perfumed card of invitation is sufficient evidence in itself of the high esteem in which the Bachelor Maids Club is held". </span><br /><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Apparently some of these clubs were operated as boarding houses or dormitories for young women who had either taken jobs, or were training at some trade or vocational skill, in larger cities. I think this scenario would probably have been applicable to both of my aunts, who were living in St Louis in 1915 while they were both members of a "Bachelor Girls Club". </span><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">An article in the Washington, D.C. Evening Times of June 5, 1896 announced that "A unique club for bachelor women has just been organized in Chicago. It's headquarters will be in a large flat building on Power Avenue. Last night, an advance guard of a dozen young women took possession of the new quarters, each proud of the possession of a latch-key. The plan of management is this: Each young woman who becomes a club member pays a minimum price f $3.50 per week. For a single room the price will be from $4 to $4.50 per week. For each suite of eight rooms there is a large double parlor, fitted up handsomely. Besides this there is a big, plain room set apart for sewing, darning, handkerchief washing, and the like. One feature is a large assembly room, which can be used for meetings, lectures. etc. It is also planned to allow young ladies who wish, to furnish their rooms, wholly or in part, according to their individual tastes. The club is admirably situated as to car lines, being withing a short distance of three downtown lines". (It is assumed this is referring to cable-car lines). </span><br /><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;">Not all of society approved of these "Bachelor Girls", apparently. Some considered them to be rather spoiled and self-indulgent. An article published Dec 27, 1894 in the Evening Dispatch of Provo, Utah stated: "...the blame must rest with their mothers. It is a careless, selfish, irresponsible epoch in which the daughter studies her own convenience and pleasure solely; and the mother by foolish indulgence, aids and abets her. Once a girl is free from the trammels of the schoolroom and is fully fledged in society, nothing is denied her. She may lie in bed, perchance take her breakfast there, while she skims a novel belonging to the 'new' order of fiction. Her day is compassed with no single duty save to look her best and enjoy her life. " Well, that really does not sound much different that the life of a typical teenager or young twenty-something when I was growing up, or today either for that matter. Girls Just Wanna Have Fun, after all, and enjoy life. Given the chance, who wouldn't want to lounge over breakfast in bed, and only rouse ourselves to receive gentlemen callers laden with gifts of flowers and poetry? I can imagine that in their later years, when life was no longer filled with laughter and gentleman callers; my aunts would look back upon that time in their lives fondly and wistfully, longing for their carefree days among girl-friends in the Bachelor Girls Club of 1915. </span><br /><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><span style="font-family: Times, 'Times New Roman', serif;"><br /></span><i style="color: #336699; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></i><i style="color: #336699; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></i><i style="color: #336699; font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"><br /></i>Hopelessly Hooked Genie (Beverly Harrison)http://www.blogger.com/profile/17037373424817819386noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-586804954783131409.post-2381815844311632742012-08-05T13:59:00.000-07:002013-05-04T02:02:10.808-07:00Black Sheep Sunday: Bushwacker Bill WilsonWilliam Wilson, otherwise known as "Bushwacker Bill Wilson", was my great-grand-uncle. During the Civil War era in Missouri, he became somewhat of a legendary folk hero to the locals. He was half-brother to my maternal great-grandfather, Valentine Allen. They shared the same mother, my great-great-grandmother Frances Hudgens Allen. Below is a photo that has been circulated in recent years by descendants and is purported to be a photo of Bill Wilson:<br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-caq0fqmsaz0/UB7HQRIOpwI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/8S-vHZz5FoI/s1600/Bushwacker+Bill+Wilson--+possible+photo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-caq0fqmsaz0/UB7HQRIOpwI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/8S-vHZz5FoI/s1600/Bushwacker+Bill+Wilson--+possible+photo.jpg" /></a></div><br />Whether or not this is a true and authentic image of the infamous Bushwacker Bill Wilson has not yet been proven or disproven. However, my guess is that he was probably an angry-looking young man similar to the one depicted in this photo. He lost a lot during the war, and was said to be hell-bent on revenge. I have touched on the life of Bill Wilson in a previous post on my great-grandfather Valentine Allen. Below is a quote from my own earlier blog post:<br /><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">"<i>Valentine 'Tine' Allen's half-brother was 'Bushwacker' Bill Wilson, son of Frances Hudgens and her first husband Valentine Wilson. For those of you who may have seen the old Clint Eastwood film "The Outlaw Josey Wales", you will be familiar with the story of my Great-Grandpa's half-brother Bushwacker Bill, on whom the film's story is loosely based. The Outlaw Josey Wales character is actually a composite of several known Bushwackers who lived in the area during the Civil War. While it is true that some Bushwackers during the war were vicious murderers, such as the one known as "Bloody Bill Anderson"; others were regular family men who banded together to try to protect their families and properties during the War. Bushwacker Bill Wilson, my great-grandfather's half-brother, was one of the more sympathetic figures who actually became a folk hero in Missouri. There was a book written about him by George Clinton Arther, entiitled: "Bushwacker, Missouri's Most Infamous Desperado". The book is based on first-hand accounts of those who knew Bill Wilson. The story goes that Bill was simply avenging the harm and atrocities that befell his family and property at the hands of renegade soldiers. Whether the "bad guys" were Union or Confederate soldiers is not entirely clear. There was some wrong-doing on both sides during the war. Missouri was technically a neutral state, but sympathies were dividied among families....some were for the Confederate cause, and others supported the Union cause. It was not unusual for brothers within the same family to join up and fight on opposing sides during the Civil War. This happened within my own family tree. I have not found a record that Tine Allen served in the military during the Civil War, though several other ancestors and relatives living in the area at the time did serve." </i></span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><i><br /></i></span><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kAfdBHWtOg8/UB7dcM1oTNI/AAAAAAAAALU/Zhh_uuQEZ9Y/s1600/Clint+Eastwood+as+Outlaw+Josey+Wales.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-kAfdBHWtOg8/UB7dcM1oTNI/AAAAAAAAALU/Zhh_uuQEZ9Y/s320/Clint+Eastwood+as+Outlaw+Josey+Wales.jpg" height="320" width="218" /></a></div><pre class="indented" style="color: #678e8a; font-family: Arial; font-size: 11px; padding-left: 20pt;"></pre><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Here is a quote from Eastwood's character in the movie based loosely on the life of my ancestor. </span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><i><b> Josey Wales: "Now remember, things look bad and it looks like you're not gonna make it, then you gotta get mean. I mean plumb, mad-dog mean. Cause if you lose your head and give up then you neither live nor win. That's just the way it is". </b></i></span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br /></span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">As far as I know thus far, it has never been proven where or when Bill Wilson died and is buried. </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Similar to the character of Josey Wales portrayed in the Clint Eastwood movie, Bill Wilson did in fact take an Indian wife. He married Mary Ann Noaks, who had native American ancestry. </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Some of the stories have Bill Wilson being shot and killed in Texas, and buried there. Other stories have him returning to his home area in Phelps County, Missouri after the war, and living in hiding in the same remote hill-country caves he used during the Civil War when going about his bushwacking business. S</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;">ome believe that he faked his own death in Texas and sent a letter to his wife supposedly from a third party, advising of his own alleged demise, to throw his pursuers off the trail. The letter was to be used by Mary Ann to "prove" his death. There is supposedly a document signed by Mary Ann Noaks Wilson on April 15, 1865; a copy of which has been posted and circulated on Ancestry.com, in which Mary Ann gives her statements indicating that Bill Wilson enlisted in the Rebel Army when the war fist broke out, then returned in about a year and took the Oath of Allegiance to the United States Government; (as locals were required to do or be subject to arrest by the Union Army), then came home again and "Staid for only one hour and she has not seen him since". Mary Ann was apparently arrested by Union Soldiers as being suspected of hiding and aiding her husband, and the document was her recorded statement alleging that she knew nothing about the whereabouts of Bill Wilson at that time. </span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"><br /></span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;">Below are photos of Gourd Creek Cave in Phelps County, Missouri; where Bushwacker Bill Wilson was known to hide out during and after the Civil War. Here is a photo of the cave as it looks today, taken by cousin and fellow genealogy family-tree researcher Terry Cadenbach on April 24, 2012: </span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"><br /></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KRhmC_a9Bfo/UB7UvvD1veI/AAAAAAAAAK0/yrgAYC33aRs/s1600/Gourd+Creek+Cave-+hideout+of+Bushwacker+Bill+Wilson.+Photo+by+Terry+Cadenbach,+April+2012.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KRhmC_a9Bfo/UB7UvvD1veI/AAAAAAAAAK0/yrgAYC33aRs/s320/Gourd+Creek+Cave-+hideout+of+Bushwacker+Bill+Wilson.+Photo+by+Terry+Cadenbach,+April+2012.JPG" height="214" width="320" /></a></div><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"><br /></span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Below is a photo of some of the extended Allen-Wilson-Noaks clan descendants and kin posing in front of the same Gourd Creek Cave, some time after the Civl War (circa 1870-1880). The below family photo was published in the book, "Bushwacker: Missouri's Most Infamous Desperado" written by descendant George Clinton Arthur in 1938. The book and it's contents are now in the public domain, as the author has been dead for more than 50 years. </span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br /></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QNxNgjfieGU/UB7ZREp-XdI/AAAAAAAAALE/Y2NUEo1-u00/s1600/Allen-Wilson+clan+posing+in+front+of+Gourd+Cave+circa+1870,+Phelps+County,+Missouri.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QNxNgjfieGU/UB7ZREp-XdI/AAAAAAAAALE/Y2NUEo1-u00/s320/Allen-Wilson+clan+posing+in+front+of+Gourd+Cave+circa+1870,+Phelps+County,+Missouri.jpg" height="234" width="320" /></a></div><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br /></span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Bill wilson's wife Mary Ann Noaks Wilson remarried and is buried at Brookshire Cemetery in Spring Creek, Phelps County, Missouri. She is listed on the Find A Grave website at www.findagrave.com under </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;">Memorial# 40032604. Below is a photo of Mary Ann in her later years, with her second husband John Jackson, that has been shared by WIlson-Noaks-Jackson descendants:</span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"><br /></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qf4Q8JtqapQ/UB7LMZ8Z71I/AAAAAAAAAKM/AhGdIOCv6yg/s1600/Mary+Ann+Noaks+and+2nd+husband+John+Jackson.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qf4Q8JtqapQ/UB7LMZ8Z71I/AAAAAAAAAKM/AhGdIOCv6yg/s320/Mary+Ann+Noaks+and+2nd+husband+John+Jackson.jpg" height="320" width="233" /></a></div><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'Helvetica Neue', Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 16px;"><br /></span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">Below is a photo taken by my family tree cousin, Terry Cadenbach, in 2012 of the memorial marker placed in recent years by descendants of Mary Ann Noaks and Bushwacker Bill Wilson at the cemetery in Phelps County,Missouri. Some believe that Bill Wilson rests there too, nearby to Mary Ann and her 2nd husband, in an unmarked grave. There are several very old monuments and stones in this cemetery, with mostly now illegible inscriptions. One of those stones is surrounded by an old wrought-iron fence. Some believe that could be the original final resting place of either Mary Ann Noaks Wilson (Jackson) or of Bushwacker Bill Wilson. In honor of their memory, the below depicted memorial stone has been placed nearby in more recent years by an unknown descendant(s):</span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br /></span><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jv1YHzfk8JI/UB7N8iW5h1I/AAAAAAAAAKk/SwWEs8O3sR4/s1600/Headstone+of+Mary+Ann+Noaks+Wilson-+Phelps+Co,+MO.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Jv1YHzfk8JI/UB7N8iW5h1I/AAAAAAAAAKk/SwWEs8O3sR4/s320/Headstone+of+Mary+Ann+Noaks+Wilson-+Phelps+Co,+MO.JPG" height="214" width="320" /></a></div><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;"><br /></span><br /><span style="background-color: white; color: #333333; font-family: 'trebuchet ms', verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">I had ancestors who fought for both the north and the south, on both the maternal and paternal sides of my tree. In fact, a few of my ancestors and kin in Missouri spent time in military prisons during the Civil War, simply for being suspected of being Confederate sympathizers. It truly was a brother-against-brother and kin-against-kin conflict in American history and in my own family tree. </span>Hopelessly Hooked Genie (Beverly Harrison)http://www.blogger.com/profile/17037373424817819386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-586804954783131409.post-68094451748408896412012-01-14T17:11:00.002-07:002013-05-04T02:03:17.520-07:00Surname Saturday: CATLETT<div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">One of the surnames in my tree that I will be focusing on researching further in the coming year is CATLETT. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pXg7GQC4oFg/TxIWoDBytmI/AAAAAAAAAJs/bcZLS9nMkhQ/s1600/My+Direct+Line+graphic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pXg7GQC4oFg/TxIWoDBytmI/AAAAAAAAAJs/bcZLS9nMkhQ/s1600/My+Direct+Line+graphic.jpg" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Mary Jane Catlett (1738-1812) was one of my 4x-great-grandmothers. She married Moses Aaron Coppedge (1735-1801), on 26 July 1764 in Fauquier County, Virginia. Around 1780, they went to live in Kentucky, traveling in a party led by Daniel Boone (according to the book written by Arthur Max Coppage and John E. Manahan: “Coppage-Coppedge Chronicle, 1542-1975, (pg 262). Mary Jane Catlett Coppedge died in Washington County (now Marion County), Kentucky in 1812. Although she has a memorial page on the Find A Grave website (Find A Grave Memorial# 73125083), her exact burial location is unknown. She MAY be buried at Old Liberty Cemetery near Bradfordsville, Marion County, Kentucky. An alternate burial location could be the Coppage Cemetery on private property in Marion County, Kentucky.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Mary Jane Catlett was the daughter of John Catlett (circa 1705- 1788) and Mary Ann Grayson (circa 1705-1790), my 5x-great-grandparents. John Catlett’s Will, proved 23 March 1778 in Faquier County, Virginia, left to his “loving daughter Jane Coppage, my <span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #fafaf7; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333;">roan mare and colt, with my Saddle and Bridle, and my black walnut folding table” from his estate. John Catlett had married Mary Ann Grayson on 20 October 1726 in Spotsylvania County, Virginia. <o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #fafaf7; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #fafaf7; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333;">Below is a page from the book entitled "</span><span style="background-color: white; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: left;"><b style="font-style: italic;">A history of Two Virginia Families Transplanted From County Kent, England. Thomas Baytop, Tenterden, 1638, and John Catlett, Sittingbourne, 1622.</b><i>" </i>By Dr. and Mrs. William Carter Stubbs. Published 1918 in New Orleans, La .</span></div><h1 style="background-color: white; clear: none; color: #333333; font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 22px; font-weight: normal; font: normal normal normal 24px/normal Georgia, Tahoma; margin-bottom: 7px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><br /></h1><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #fafaf7; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BL9Q97p_zRs/TxIYAz1uzDI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/E4ihVGndmHM/s1600/Descendants+of+Colonel+John+Catlett-+England+and+Virginia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BL9Q97p_zRs/TxIYAz1uzDI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/E4ihVGndmHM/s320/Descendants+of+Colonel+John+Catlett-+England+and+Virginia.jpg" height="318" width="320" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #fafaf7; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: #fafaf7; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #333333;"><br /></span></div><div style="background: white; margin-bottom: 12.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 12.0pt;">The following research was posted by Bev Loomis to her public family tree Byrd/Alsbury/Sonnichsen/Hallum and Related Families on Ancestry.com, and is based on information she transcribed from the Will of John Catlett of Virginia, descendant of the Colonel John Catlett of Sittingbourne, Kent, England who immigrated to Virginia:<o:p></o:p></div><div style="background: white; margin-bottom: 12.0pt; margin-left: 0in; margin-right: 0in; margin-top: 12.0pt;">“In his will John Catlett refers to his plantation, 3,000 pounds of crop tobacco, a “Flock of cattle,” horses, a weaving loom, and walnut furniture, so we can surmise that he was a moderately successful tobacco farmer. He wills to daughter Elizabeth “two white boys until they arrive at the age of 21 years, which boys were purchased for me with their father and mother.” These were probably indentured servants who had been purchased for a fixed period of time. No slaves were named in the will, although the labor-intensive crop of tobacco required many workers.”<br /><br />“John Catlett’s children (their birth years are approximate), as named in his 1778 will, were:<span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; margin-left: 0in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10pt;">1.<span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"> </span></span>William Catlett, born about 1739<span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; margin-left: 0in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10pt;">2.<span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"> </span></span>Alexander Catlett (of Catlettsburg), about 1748-1823, married Susannah Beall<span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; margin-left: 0in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10pt;">3.<span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"> </span></span>John Catlett (of Georgia)<span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; margin-left: 0in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10pt;">4.<span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"> </span></span>Elizabeth Catlett, born about 1733, married David Marrow<span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; margin-left: 0in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10pt;">5.<span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"> </span></span>Mary Ann Catlett, born about 1737, married John Hogan<span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; margin-left: 0in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10pt;">6.<span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"> <b><i> </i></b></span></span><b><i>Jane (Mary Jane) Catlett, about 1738-1815, married Moses Coppedge/Coppage</i></b><span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; margin-left: 0in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10pt;">7.<span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"> </span></span>Barsheba Catlett, born about 1744, married Senate Young<span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; margin-left: 0in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10pt;">8.<span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"> </span></span>Frances Catlett, about 1754-1818, married George Priest <span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="background: white; margin-left: 0in; mso-list: l0 level1 lfo1; tab-stops: list .5in; text-indent: 0in;"><span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10pt;">9.<span style="font: normal normal normal 7pt/normal 'Times New Roman';"> </span></span>Isabell Catlett, born about 1757, married Mr. Summers”<span style="font-family: Tahoma; font-size: 10pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">It is believed that the parents of this John Catlett are John William Catlett (circa 1690- 1770) and Joan Lettico (circa 1695- 1748), of Frederick County, Virginia. (Further research pending to verify the lineage it is on my Genealogy To-Do List for 2012). As is often the case with our ancestors, there were multiple “John Catlett”s and “William Catlett”s in Virginia in this time period. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"> The progenitor and immigrant ancestor to America of this particular Catlett line is Colonel John Catlett (circa 1622- 1680) of Sittingbourne, Kent, England who immigrated to Rappahannock, Virginia about 1650. Colonel Catlett married Elizabeth Underwood Slaughter, widow of Colonel Francis Slaughter, in January 1656 in Rappahannock, Virginia. He may also have had one other wife, a Mary Lucas, though as yet in my research no marriage record has been found of that union. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3u4Sn_ZQ2BY/TxIWLpBYHlI/AAAAAAAAAJk/6D2M-6tKb2A/s1600/Colonel+John+Catlett-+Historical+Marker+in+Virginia.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3u4Sn_ZQ2BY/TxIWLpBYHlI/AAAAAAAAAJk/6D2M-6tKb2A/s320/Colonel+John+Catlett-+Historical+Marker+in+Virginia.jpg" height="240" width="320" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">There is an interesting historical marker in Virginia, which indicates that in 1670 Colonel John Catlett accompanied the 3rd Expedition of John Lederer's company to explore the Blue Ridge Mountains region and view the Shenandoah Valley of Virginia and the Carolinas. The records of Colonel Catlett seem to trail off there, indicating that he may have perished during this expedition or shortly thereafter. This is part of my research plan, “to be continued”. </div>Hopelessly Hooked Genie (Beverly Harrison)http://www.blogger.com/profile/17037373424817819386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-586804954783131409.post-77683046807121111822011-11-30T14:29:00.000-07:002013-05-04T02:36:23.858-07:00Wednesday's Child- Remembering Elizabeth Octavia Harrison, 1858- 1876"Plucked By God To Bloom In Heaven"<br />E. Octavia- Daughter of John M and Mary J Harrison<br />Born Dec'r 10, 1858 - Died August 15, 1876<br />"No Sin Could Blight Or Sorrow Fade. Death Came With Friendly Care."<br />"The Opening Bud To Heaven Conveyed, And Bade It Blossom There."<br /><br /><br />So reads the original inscription on the headstone of my grand-aunt Elizabeth Octavia Harrison, who passed away barely past her 18th birthday in 1876. She was the daughter of my great-grandparents, John Milton Harrison and Mary Jane (Coppedge) Harrison, and sister of my grandfather John P Harrison.<br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yugdE1ycBM8/Ttafssuj7fI/AAAAAAAAAJc/XNA8yZgI9uU/s1600/Headstone+of+Elizabeth+Octavia+Harrison.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yugdE1ycBM8/Ttafssuj7fI/AAAAAAAAAJc/XNA8yZgI9uU/s320/Headstone+of+Elizabeth+Octavia+Harrison.jpg" height="320" width="230" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br />Though worn by time and barely legible now, the headstone inscription was thankfully earlier recorded by local historians and transcribed in a booklet entitled: "The Cemeteries and Headstones of Maries County, Missouri- A Personal History", compiled by Gail Howard and Mozelle Hutchinson.<br /><br /><br />Hers was one of the first headstone inscriptions I came across when beginning to research my ancestry several years ago. I have always wondered what took the life of the young lass called Octavia, whose headstone bore such a touching inscription of tenderness. She was apparently the eldest sibling in a family of 11 children, the first-born child of my great-grandparents. "Plucked by God as an opening bud...to bloom in heaven". Next to her lies her father, the Civil War Veteran who outlived her by 23 years. This week, with the help of a cousin who lives near this country cemetery that is now on private property, a new headstone is being placed for her father John Milton Harrison, to replace his worn and badly deteriorated stone. I hope in the coming year that we can manage to get Octavia's stone cleaned and restored as well.Hopelessly Hooked Genie (Beverly Harrison)http://www.blogger.com/profile/17037373424817819386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-586804954783131409.post-20511293541235817382011-10-05T11:04:00.000-07:002013-05-04T02:31:21.223-07:0011th Missouri Infantry in the Civil War- Great-Grandpa's Regiment<div class="MsoNormal">Book Review: 11<sup>TH</sup> MISSOURI INFANTRY IN THE CIVIL WAR- The Unit of my Great-Grandfather John Milton Harrison, Company H, Union Veteran, Civil War. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eKP8lqmDyXs/ToycKiqOZRI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Pkvhc8UbHtY/s1600/Civil+War+Commemorative+Medal.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eKP8lqmDyXs/ToycKiqOZRI/AAAAAAAAAJA/Pkvhc8UbHtY/s320/Civil+War+Commemorative+Medal.jpg" height="320" width="160" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">Recently I obtained a copy of a book detailing the history of my Great-Grandfather John M. Harrison’s military regiment during the Civil War. I will post a brief book review here, and some of what I found interesting about the book.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">The book is entitled “<b><i>The 11<sup>th</sup> Misouri Volunteer Infantry In The Civil War, A History and Roster</i></b>”, by Dennis W. Belcher, published in 2009 by McFarland and Company Publishers Inc. The author has a PhD from Mississippi State University and is a descendant of a soldier in the 10<sup>th</sup> Kentucky Infantry of the Civil War. I am not sure why the author took such an interest in my great-grandfather’s military unit from a different state that his own ancestor, but I am glad he did. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">The author’s own words say it beautifully and far better than I can, so I will use direct quotes from the book frequently in this post. The book is “<b>t<i>he story of the 11<sup>th</sup> Missouri Infantry” that “needed to be told. One day a group of men proudly put on their blue uniforms, and for four and a half years willingly paid the ultimate sacrifice to protect their country. Let us never forget the men of the 11<sup>th</sup> Missouri Infantry, and may their flag forever fly</i>”</b>. “<i><b>These were men who proved again and again that they would fight, even when they were outnumbered and victory was not possible”. ‘The 11<sup>th</sup> Missouri never broke in any engagement, and the engagements were many, beginning with the Battle of Fredericktown, Missouri and ending at the Battle of Spanish Fort</b></i>” in Alabama. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">The book jacket contains the following description of the regiment, again quoted verbatim because I think it is a wonderful description: “<b><i>The 11<sup>th</sup> Missouri Infantry distinguished itself as just the type of regiment the Union needed in the Civil War. Hard as nails and loyal to a fault, the men of the ‘Eagle Brigade’ would follow their commanders to hell if ordered. They battled two Confederate regiments at Iuka, turned the tide at Corinth, assaulted the impossible Stockade Redan at Vicksburg as whole ranks of soldiers were cut down, and broke Hood’s line at Nashville</i>.</b>” The author states on page 229 that “<i><b>When the 11<sup>th</sup> Missouri Infantry mustered out in 1866, they left a proud history. They were a fighting regiment, and they were rough and rowdy. They were not a group that would have been pleasant to be around, but they were given a difficult and bloody job. There was none better than the 11<sup>th</sup> Missouri</b>”</i>. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">The book includes a detailed account of the history, movements and battles of the regiment and the various companies; with many photos of officers as well as privates, camps and battle locations, and transcripts of some of the letters written by soldiers in the unit. My great-great-grandfather is listed as a Veteran of Company H on page 290 in Appendix B of the book (though I note his middle initial is listed incorrectly as “W”, which is probably due to a transcription error). Every known member of the regiment is listed, based on records the author obtained from the National Archives and the Missouri State Archives. There are many brief biographical sketches of some of the officers as well as lesser-known soldiers. I did not find a photo or biographical information on my ancestor in the book, but learned a lot about what his experiences must have been like from reading this book. I already have a copy of my ancestor’s complete military pension file from the National Archives which provided me with lots of biographical information. For a fortunate few descendants, this book will supplement what they may already know about their soldier ancestors from the 11<sup>th</sup> Missouri Infantry, and some will even be lucky enough to find their ancestor’s photo among the several in the book. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div><div class="MsoNormal">I found especially moving the transcripts of some of the actual letters written by young soldiers in the regiment to their loved ones back home. The men who wrote the letters ranged in age from 18-34. Many were farm boys who had never traveled far from the farm or been away from home and loved ones before. Many wrote a few letters home, and then were killed in battle or died of sickness contracted in camp. Their descendants and the author kindly share those letters with us in this book. The letters told of the feelings, hopes, and fears of these young men; as new recruits first arriving at camp, their experiences on marches, their fears when preparing for the battles they knew lay ahead, and their worries about their own futures and the welfare of the loved ones they left behind. Reading these letters really makes one aware that not a lot has changed over the years, relevant to sending our young men off to war, and the wartime experiences of these young men. Today as then, our soldiers may be fighting for a different cause and in a different land, but their emotions and fears are the same. Duty, honor, and love of country are coupled with their loneliness and worries for their families and their own safety, and their sadness at seeing a best friend wounded, maimed, or killed in battle. Dying of infectious diseases or dysentery contracted while serving under primitive and deprived conditions was especially worrisome during the Civil War. Service-related disease and sickness killed a large number of Union and Confederate soldiers, while leaving others with permanent disabilities and life-long conditions from which they never fully recovered. My great-grandfather was among the latter group. </div><div class="MsoNormal"><br /></div>Hopelessly Hooked Genie (Beverly Harrison)http://www.blogger.com/profile/17037373424817819386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-586804954783131409.post-79721833525387419102011-10-03T11:45:00.000-07:002013-05-04T02:31:52.585-07:00MILITARY MONDAY: CIVIL WAR IN MISSOURI- GUERRILLAS AND BUSHWACKERS<span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white; font-family: Tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif;"></span><br /><div style="line-height: 1.3; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">My ancestral roots in Missouri and Kentucky during the Civil War years saw many of my kin fighting in the war, sometimes on opposing sides, brother against brother and cousin against cousin. In Missouri in particular, another problem was the Bushwackers and Guerrillas. A previous blog post I wrote dealt with the half-brother of my great-grandfather Valentine Allen, who shared the same mother with Bushwacker Bill Wilson (different fathers). While Bushwacker Bill was (and remains) a folk-hero of sorts, said to be avenging the harm that befell his own family during the war, not all Bushwackers were thought of fondly by the local folks...most in fact were considered ruthless outlaws. </div><div style="line-height: 1.3; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;">The following military report filed by Lieut. Col. Jos. A. Eppstein "describes a good bit of robbing and plundering" during the Civil War in the vicinity of Rolla, Missouri (where many of my kin lived) in early February of 1864. The report is located on Pages 280 – 281 in Series I, Vol. 34, Part IV of the Official Records of the War of the Rebellion:</div><div style="line-height: 1.3; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><i>“Headquarters District of Rolla,</i></div><div style="line-height: 1.3; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><i>Rolla, Mo., February 9,1864.</i></div><div style="line-height: 1.3; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><i>Maj. 0. D. Greene,</i></div><div style="line-height: 1.3; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><i>Assistant Adjutant General,"</i></div><div style="line-height: 1.3; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><i>"I deem it my duty to inform you that GUERRILLAS & BUSHWHACKERS are getting very troublesome in this district, in the last few days. I hereby advise you of some of their doings. One man by the name of Robert Wade, a good, inoffensive Union man, living 25 miles west of here, on Spring Creek, was attacked by a band of 7 rebels & received two mortal wounds near his own house. On receipt of this intelligence I sent a Scout (Patrol) with an ambulance & had him brought to this place. The man was buried today. The scout was not successful in capturing any of these scamps. On the 4th instant 1 private on duty as provost guard, on his way from here to Little Piney to serve a subpoena was captured by a party of 4 men about 7 miles from here. They relieved him of his horse & equipments, arms & a portion of his clothing & released him & allowed him to return. On the 6th instant an extra stage coach from Springfield was stopped & robbed of the mail 1 mile west of Little Piney. They stripped a soldier who was on the stage of his clothing & money & allowed them to proceed on their way. A party of laborers, employed by the quartermaster, were attacked, robbed of their provisions & dispersed while at work about 8 miles southwest of here."</i></div><div style="line-height: 1.3; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><i>"I have just been informed of an attack made upon a party of Union men on their way to this place with their teams; one of them was killed & one mortally wounded. I dispatched a scouting party after them immediately & will send another after them tonight in a different direction. I hope they will be successful in killing some of the gang before they return. This last gang numbered about 10 men & were DRESSED IN FEDERAL UNIFORM! This same gang ATTACKED & PLUNDERED another party of road repairers. You will see from the enclosed report of Major Fisher, from Waynesville, that his neighborhood is INFESTED with MARAUDERS in the same manner. By the report of Lieut. Bates you will see he was successful in killing 7 of them & wounding several more & capturing a lot of property. A Sergeant just in from Waynesville informs me that a small escort belonging to that post en route from Gasconade to Waynesville & 9 miles west of the latter place, were attacked & 1 man severely wounded & 1 captured. I shall be able to give particulars when a scout after them returns."</i></div><div style="line-height: 1.3; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><i>"This list of depredations will show that there is plenty of work for one small command to attend to. I have at the present time six scouting parties out in this district & shall endeavor to HUNT DOWN & EXTERMINATE these bands wherever they may be found, but I anticipate a continuance of these depredations as long as the weather will permit these bands to lie out in the woods. The country south of Springfield is nearly exhausted of all kinds of supplies. These bands are therefore compelled to rely on their ROBBING & WAYLAYING wagons on the roads for subsistence. We have a large number of rebel sympathizers living in this district, who are on every opportunity aiding & abetting these marauders, otherwise it would be impossible for them to do all this mischief. As this communication is somewhat lengthy, I hope that I have not intruded too much on your patience. I shall continue to keep you advised of things transpiring in this district during my term of command."</i></div><div style="line-height: 1.3; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><i>"Very respectfully, your obedient servant,"</i></div><div style="line-height: 1.3; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><i>"JOS. A. EPPSTEIN"</i></div><div style="line-height: 1.3; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-top: 1em; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"><i>Lieut. Colonel, Commanding District.”</i></div>Hopelessly Hooked Genie (Beverly Harrison)http://www.blogger.com/profile/17037373424817819386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-586804954783131409.post-84852670368333786272011-10-01T12:59:00.001-07:002011-10-01T13:28:36.681-07:00SURNAME SATURDAY: LEE (LEA)Today is SURNAME SATURDAY in GeneaBloggers time zone. <br /><br />One of the sunrames in my ancestral tree that I will be exploring next (soon) is LEE (also spelled LEA and LEIGH).<br /><br />I have found some famous, not so famous, and infamous LEE ancestors in my tree. Those individuals will make fun subjects for future blog posts. <br /><br />The name LEE surname in my tree has origins in England and Ireland. The English spellings of Lea and Leigh mean "meadow" or "forest clearing". In Ireland, the name was used as an occupational description meaning "poet". The Lee family of Shropshire, England were the forebears of the notable colonial American family of Lee. <br /><br />LEE means "plum tree" in Chinese. Lee was the royal surname during the Tang dynasty.<br /><br />According to the Internet Surname Database at <a href="http://www.surnamedb.com/Surname/Lee">http://www.surnamedb.com/Surname/Lee</a>: "This famous name recorded as Lee, Lees, Lea, Leas, Lease and Leese is of Olde English origin. It is usually locational and derives from any of the places named with the pre 7th Century element "leah". This translates as "an open place" in a forest or wood, but may describe a water meadow, the word having different meanings in different parts of the country. Examples of the place names include Lee in Buckinghamshire and Hampshire, and also Lea in Cheshire, Lincolnshire and Wiltshire. The name may also be topographical, for someone who lived at a clearing or pasture, as in the surname 'Atlee'. The name is one of the earliest recorded (see below) and early examples include Turqod de la Lea, in the 1193 Pipe Rolls of Warwickshire, Roger de Lees of Norfolk and Richard de la Lee in the 1272 Hundred Rolls of Wiltshire, whilst Robert Leese is recorded in the Wills Register of the county of Cheshire in 1593. Examples from church registers include John Lee, who married Agnes Masset in London in 1550, and Anne Lease, a widow, who married William Sulham also in London in 1577. Sir Henry Lee (1530 - 1610) was master of the ordnance and personal champion to Queen Elizabeth from 1559 to 1590, when his son took over the position. The first recorded spelling of the family name is shown to be that of Ailric de la Leie, which was dated circa 1148, in the "Charters of Northamptonshire", during the reign of King Stephen, known as "Count of Blois", 1135 - 1154. Surnames became necessary when governments introduced personal taxation. In England this was known as Poll Tax. Throughout the centuries, surnames in every country have continued to develop often leading to astonishing variants of the original spelling."Hopelessly Hooked Genie (Beverly Harrison)http://www.blogger.com/profile/17037373424817819386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-586804954783131409.post-42355266811845294222011-09-30T14:47:00.000-07:002013-05-04T02:30:32.295-07:00PENN ANCESTRY: MASSACHUSETTS AND PENNSYLVANIA ROOTS- and allied lines of Lee, Tucker, Allen, Hudgens<u><strong>MASSACHUSETTS ROOTS: DISCOVERING MY PENN ANCESTRY</strong></u> – <em><strong>And connections to two famous Penn historical figures: the Founder of Pennsylvania and a Signer of the Declaration of Independence.</strong></em><br /><br /><br /><br />This weekend I am looking more closely at my Penn, Lee, Tucker, Allen and Hudgens inter-connected ancestry on the paternal side of my tree, specifically the Penn lineage with roots in Massachusetts, Pennsylvania and Virginia. While I have previously done quite a bit of research on the Virginia roots in the 1700’s of these surnames in my tree, and their westward movements into Kentucky and Missouri during the 1800’s, the Massachusetts connection in the Penn and Lee lineage is a “new” discovery for me. I am excited to discover there is apparently an early Plymouth, MA connection in my Penn line. This is something I will be exploring further, and will follow-up on in future blog posts. <br /><br />For my own personal record and to help me keep the relationships straight and sorted out, I will now describe my kinship to the Penn and Lee families. Prepare to be confused, dear readers, because it does get confusing! That is one reason I am writing it down in other than standard tree-format, to serve as my own personal reference cheat-sheet guide to supplement my online tree. <br /><br /><br />My great-grandfather Valentine Allen, subject of an earlier blog post, was the 6th-great grandson of immigrant ancestor George Penn, son of William Penn I of England born 1548. William Penn I of Minety, Gloucestershire, England (father of my George Penn) was my 10th great-grandfather and also the great-grandfather of the historically famous William Penn, 14 Oct 1644 – 30 Jul 1718, founder and "Absolute Proprietor" of the Province of Pennsylvania, the English North American colony and the future American state of Pennsylvania. <strong><em>George Penn, born 1571 in England and son of William Penn I of Minety, Gloucestershire, England, is my 9th-great-grandfather, and the grand-uncle of William Penn founder of Pennsylvania (who is my 2nd cousin 9 times removed). George’s brother was Giles Penn, the Pennsylvania founder’s grandfather</em></strong>. <br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JDnmP4gGsxg/ToYzO2VTiGI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Bl9EUrfJ40I/s1600/Sir+William+Penn+1644-+1718.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JDnmP4gGsxg/ToYzO2VTiGI/AAAAAAAAAI8/Bl9EUrfJ40I/s320/Sir+William+Penn+1644-+1718.jpg" height="320" kca="true" width="260" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Sir William Penn, 1644- 1718, founder of Pennsylvania</div><br />As of this point in my research, it is reasonably substantiated that the above George Penn born 1571 is my immigrant ancestor of this line, who came from England to Plymouth, Massachussetts circa 1623. He died in Plymouth, Massachusetts in 1632. The names George, William, Moses, and John were used so frequently in the Penn family throughout multiple generations in the same localities and time periods that it is difficult to sort them out, and it appears that even some of the “reliable” source books documenting the Penn ancestry and used by genealogists for decades tend to confuse them in the citations. There is little doubt, however, that these families are connected. <br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o1dqnHFBDU8/ToYrNeTZErI/AAAAAAAAAIs/rfLtIvYRUhs/s1600/Immigrant+Ancestor+Icon.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-o1dqnHFBDU8/ToYrNeTZErI/AAAAAAAAAIs/rfLtIvYRUhs/s320/Immigrant+Ancestor+Icon.jpg" height="220" kca="true" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div> Though I still have much research to do on this lineage, my documentation to date suggests that this branch of my tree involving the Penn lineage is as follows, according to the published sources I have found as well as family records and marriage records supporting the links in the more recent generations: George Penn was born in 1571 in Sussex, England. He married Margaret Elizabeth (maiden name as yet unknown) and immigrated to Plymouth, Massachusetts in 1623 at about age 52, and died in 1632. He was the son of William Penn born 1548 in Gloucestshire, England and wife Margaret Rastall. George Penn’s son was my 8th great-grandfather William Penn born 1609 in Plymouth, Massachusetts who moved to Westmoreland, Virginia and married Elizabeth Markham. William and Elizabeth Markham Penn had a son, John Penn born 1650 in Caroline County, Virginia who married Lucy Granville; these were my 7th-great-grandparents. John and Lucy Granville Penn had son George Penn born about 1706 in King and Queen County, Virginia who married Anne Fleming; these were my 6th-great-grandparents. John and Lucy Granville Penn had another son, Moses Penn II, who was the father of the John Penn signer of the Declaration of Independence. <strong><em>(Thus, my 7th great-grandparents John and Lucy Granville Penn were also the grandparents of the famous signer of the Declaration of Independence, if in fact it turns out that this lineage has been documented correctly.) If the lineage is documented correctly, it appears that the signer of the Declaration of Independence John Penn is my “1st cousin 7 times removed”. </em></strong><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ttztyw7_Nw8/ToYsazz9ZSI/AAAAAAAAAIw/VUK0_-azTV4/s1600/John+Penn%252C+signer+of+Declaration+of+Independence.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Ttztyw7_Nw8/ToYsazz9ZSI/AAAAAAAAAIw/VUK0_-azTV4/s320/John+Penn%252C+signer+of+Declaration+of+Independence.jpg" height="320" kca="true" width="244" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-taXaQy6VlL4/ToYsnlBYV7I/AAAAAAAAAI0/iCrTEL4zBp8/s1600/Signature+of+John+Penn%252C+signer+of+Declaration+of+Independence.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-taXaQy6VlL4/ToYsnlBYV7I/AAAAAAAAAI0/iCrTEL4zBp8/s1600/Signature+of+John+Penn%252C+signer+of+Declaration+of+Independence.jpg" kca="true" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br />George and Anne Fleming Penn had daughter (my 5th great-grandmother) Frances “Frankey” Penn born 1735 in Caroline County, Virginia who married Ambrose Lee in 1752 , and married 2nd husband Drury Tucker in 1767. This part of the lineage is pretty well documented, but is also where it gets confusing. I am related by blood to Frances Penn and both of her husbands. My connection is two ways, (and the following is bound to give any reader a headache to sort it out because it certainly did me!): Frances Penn is the mother of my 4th-great-grandmother Nancy Lee, with Frances’ first husband Ambrose Lee. Frances Penn Lee’s daughter Nancy Lee born 1762 in Caroline County, Virginia married William Wofford Tucker (my 4th-great-grandfather and one of my Revolutionary War ancestors). Their daughter Susannah Tucker born 1792 in Albemarle, Virginia was my 3rd-great-grandmother who married William David Hudgens. ( To refer back to Susannah’s Tucker’s grandmother Frances Penn Lee, widow of Ambrose Lee, who married 2nd husband Drury Tucker, father of William Wofford Tucker and widower of Susannah Douglass: <em>THUS, Frances Penn Lee married 2nd the father-in-law of her own daughter Nancy Lee who was married to William Wofford Tucker</em>). <span style="color: #0b5394;"><strong><em>Believe me when I say it was a <span style="color: magenta;">Three Excedrin Headache Day</span> to sort that confusing and overlapping branch of my tree out!</em> </strong></span>Moving right along, the daughter of Susannah Tucker and William D Hudgens was my 2nd-great-grandmother Frances Hudgens, born 1811 in Lebanon, Kentucky who married Samuel T. Allen in Missouri. Their son, Valentine Allen born 1843 in Phelps County, Missouri was my great-grandfather who married Catherine Ellen Fore. Valentine and Catherine Fore Allen had a daughter, my paternal grandmother Susannah Allen born 1875 in Phelps County, Missouri who married my grandfather John P. Harrison. <br /><br /><br />So, in a nutshell, my branches of the Penn-Lee-Tucker-Hudgens-Allen lineage began in England in the 1500’s and earlier, to Massachusetts and Pennsylvania in the 1600’s, to Virginia in the 1700’s, and to North Carolina, Kentucky and Missouri in the 1800’s where it intersects with my paternal Harrison and Allen lineage. Most of the movement to Kentucky can be traced to Kentucky land bounty warrants received by members of these families for their participation in the Revolutionary War. Some of the land bounties were sold; others were passed down to descendants of the Revolutionary War patriots. My branches of all of these families eventually migrated westward and continued on into Missouri in the mid-1800’s. Though I still have family roots in Missouri today, the tree has further branched out westward to California, Texas, Arizona, Washington, Oregon, and Colorado. <br /><br />Regarding the Penn lineage, I do note there is some controversy in online message board posts as to the connection of a William Penn who married an Elizabeth Markham, and their son John Penn who married a Lucy Granville, and how they actually relate to the Penn lineage of the founder of Pennsylvania and to the John Penn, signer of the Declaration of Independence. Though the lineage is cited in multiple published sources that have been used by genealogists for decades, it seems some questions have more recently arisen as to availability of marriage records or other primary source documents to support that link in the tree. Further research is needed to prove or disprove the lineage, as these two individuals do appear to be the same ones associated with my tree. However, the link does not appear any more questionable than probably dozens of others in my tree that have equally been accepted as factual-based by fellow researchers, distant cousins and genealogists for decades. As we all know, actual “proof” in genealogy gets more difficult the farther back in time we go. Previously published lineage books do contain errors and are not infallible. Even DNA testing is not a sure-fire proof of a direct lineage connection. (I will reserve my comments concerning DNA for genetic genealogy and my experience with Autosomal DNA testing, for another Blog post). I have only recently researched my branch of the Penn family tree lineage back prior to the Virginia roots, to the very early Pennsylvania and Massachusetts colonial connections. Nothing is ever “written in stone” as far as I am concerned, regarding lineage that is more than 2 or 3 generations removed from ourselves. All we can do as family historians is base our findings on a preponderance of evidence, while making a commitment to update our records and notations accordingly if we do discover potential errors.<br /><br />I have previously posted a biographical sketch of my ancestor William Wofford Tucker, Revolutionary War Patriot and Colonial Army Captain from Virginia (whose wife was Nancy Lee, daughter of the Frances Penn Lee Tucker as mentioned above). Future separate individual blog posts will further examine my Tucker-Hudgens-Penn-Lee kin. It is much too confusing to try to combine all of that in one blog post! I will suffice to say, for now, that many interesting connections pop up in those branches of my tree. One such connection is that my above-referenced 4th-great-grandmother Nancy Lee Tucker was a distant relative of the Civil War Confederate General Robert E. Lee (which of course makes me a distant relative as well; according to the relationship calculator in my genealogy program the famous Confederate General is my 6th cousin, six times removed). It will take a whole separate Blog article to discuss my Lee ancestry in greater detail. It is always fun to discover connections to famous figures from history in one’s ancestral tree, however distant that kinship might be. Ultimately though, my quest remains to discover more about the not-so-famous figures in my tree as well, and to try to learn about them as individuals who led interesting and challenging lives. <br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C9azBMevtao/ToYwxmhoFYI/AAAAAAAAAI4/naQaLGx5zGc/s1600/General+Robert+E+Lee.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-C9azBMevtao/ToYwxmhoFYI/AAAAAAAAAI4/naQaLGx5zGc/s320/General+Robert+E+Lee.jpg" height="320" kca="true" width="248" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">General Robert E. Lee, CSA</div><br /><br /><br />The discovery of an early Massachusetts connection in these branches of my tree may also lead to breaking down a Brick Wall in my Allen lineage on the paternal side of my tree (I have Allen ancestors on both maternal and paternal sides). To date, I have been unable to discover the names of the parents of my paternal 2nd-great-grandfather Samuel T Allen who married Frances Hudgens. Very little is known about where Samuel T Allen came from, or what happened to him after he disappeared from Missouri circa 1850. However, a few vintage published sources I found on early Missouri history mention my Allen, Hudgens, and Harrison ancestors and state that Samuel T Allen came from Massachusetts. At least one of these published local history sources alluded to a “rumor” that Samuel’s disappearance from Missouri was due to either being killed by Indians, or that he may have returned to Massachusetts to reunite with family there, and where he possibly had another wife. Knowing that the Penn-Tucker-Lee-Hudgens-Allen families are so closely intertwined in my tree, and that at least one of those lines has documented early roots in Massachusetts, does lend more credence to the theory that my ancestor Samuel T Allen may in fact have had some family connections in Massachusetts. <br /><br /><br />So, the pursuit of further Massachusetts research on these family connections and surnames in my tree is now added to my Genealogy To-Do List. That list seems to keep growing, the more research I do. Lots of digging to do still; so many ancestors to chase down, so little time!<br /><br /><br />While it is not my intent to provide a research guide in this personal Blog, which is merely my own personal journal of my search for my roots; a few of the sources (among many others) of my information on Penn ancestry are listed below. (The bulk of my source citations are attached to my online tree, and include a stack of reference books I have collected in my personal library): <br /><br /><br /> <em>Copyright, 2011</em><br /><br /><br />Source Information:<br /><br />Ancestry.com. Virginia Land, Marriage, and Probate Records, 1639-1850 [database on-line]. Provo, UT, USA: Ancestry.com Operations Inc, 2004.<br /><br />Original data:<br /><br />Chalkley, Lyman. Chronicles of the Scotch-Irish Settlement in Virginia, 1745-1800. Extracted from the Original Court Records of Augusta County. Baltimore: Genealogical Publishing Co., 1965. Originally published in 1912.<br /><br />Crozier, William Armstrong, ed. Virginia County Records - Spotsylvania County Records, 1721-1800. Being transcriptions from the original files at the County Court House of wills, deeds, administrators' and guardians' bonds, marriage licenses, and lists of revolutionary pensioners. New York, NY: Fox, Duffield & Co., 1905.<br /><br />The will abstracts for Isle of Wight and Norfolk counties were taken from microfilmed copies of the original Will Books. Some of these records may be found at the Family History Library as well as other libraries and archives. The originals may be found at the appropriate county courthouses.<br /><br />Gale Research. Passenger and Immigration Lists Index, 1500s-1900s [database on-line]. Provo, UT, USA: Ancestry.com Operations, Inc, 2010.<br /><br />Original data: Filby, P. William, ed. Passenger and Immigration Lists Index, 1500s-1900s. Farmington Hills, MI, USA: Gale Research, 2010.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>Hopelessly Hooked Genie (Beverly Harrison)http://www.blogger.com/profile/17037373424817819386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-586804954783131409.post-63169007708214646672011-09-26T06:19:00.000-07:002013-05-04T02:35:22.775-07:00Military Monday Musings: William Wofford Tucker, Revolutiomary War Patriot<div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><b><u>Military Monday: A Look at Revolutionary War Veteran Ancestor William Wofford Tucker; and Other Genealogy Monday Morning Musings</u></b></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">I opened my email this morning and discovered a message from a new “cousin”, who is descended from a shared ancestor: William Wofford Tucker, born 1752 in Amherst County, Virginia and died 1829 in Casey County, Kentucky. This genea-cousin noticed my memorial page on this ancestor that I had posted on <span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: blue;"><strong>Find–A-Grave</strong></span>. My newly-found cousin is descended from the same branch of the family tree that I am: the Tucker-Hudgens lineage that migrated into Missouri from Virginia, by way of Kentucky. Proof once again that making use of online sources to not only research but to share genealogy information will help grow your tree. New cousins pop up fairly frequently as a result of my postings on Find-A-Grave, one of my favorite websites for genealogy. I have found a lot of my “missing” ancestors on Find-A-Grave, as well as adding memorials for many who were not previously listed. Along the way, I have picked up a handful of living cousins too from contacts made via that website. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">I don’t yet know a great deal about this ancestor. He was not the easiest to document, so is not the ancestor I chose to join DAR under earlier this year. What I do know is this: <span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: blue;"><strong><span class="Apple-style-span">William Wofford Tucker</span> served in the Revolutionary War as a </strong></span></span><span style="background-color: white;"><span style="color: blue;"><strong><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;">Captain in the</span></span><span class="apple-converted-space"><span style="background-attachment: scroll; background-image: none; background-position: 0% 0%; background-repeat: repeat repeat;"> </span></span></strong></span></span><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="font-size: 14pt; mso-bidi-font-size: 12.0pt;"><span style="background-color: white; color: blue;"><strong>14th Virginia Regiment, Colonial Army, Certificate Number 17952, Pension Application Number S38447</strong></span>. I also learned that his regiment “wintered at Valley Forge”. Now, that certainly is an exciting discovery for any GeneAholic to make. What a wonderful story this will be to add to my family tree book, when I do manage to compile all of his biographical information into a “story” format. I would love to learn more about his life, and how fabulous it would be to find a picture of a portrait painting of him, as I have been lucky enough to find with a few other ancestors of that era. My goal, now that I have filled in multiple generations of my family tree with names and dates and bits and pieces of biographical information, is to really start fleshing out the meat on the bones of these ancestors; to view them as the real people they were, and to learn about the interesting lives they led. </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EHHYd7Zpq9E/ToB2e253ZYI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/7MN5sGlLsSw/s1600/MEdals+Of+My+Ancestors+003.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-EHHYd7Zpq9E/ToB2e253ZYI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/7MN5sGlLsSw/s320/MEdals+Of+My+Ancestors+003.JPG" height="240" width="320" /></span></a></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">William is on my list of Patriot Ancestors that I hope to add to my official DAR lineage records, now that I am a member. I am in the process of ordering William’s military service and pension file records from the National Archives this week, along with Bounty Land Warrant application. Hopefully it will all come together in one file, as I am ordering the “complete” package. Here is the website for ordering military service records and pension files, including historical records from the Revolutionary War era: </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><a href="http://www.archives.gov/veterans/military-service-records/pre-ww-1-records.html">http://www.archives.gov/veterans/military-service-records/pre-ww-1-records.html</a> </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">I’ve also found this ancestor in the DAR data -base as a recognized patriot ancestor. Here is a link to the <span style="color: blue;">DAR Patriot Lookup Service</span> website: </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><a href="http://www.dar.org/natsociety/pi_lookup.cfm">http://www.dar.org/natsociety/pi_lookup.cfm</a> .</span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"> There are other members who have gone into DAR under this same ancestor, though one previously approved application is now showing with problems in the documentation. That pertains only to that individual descendant’s documentation, however. This is something that alerts me to potential issues, but will not be a deterrent. There are other descendant applications listed under this same ancestor that are not flagged with any problems, including one descendant from my same branch of the Tucker-Hudgens tree whose approved application documents I will be able to download and copy from the DAR database; and use to link to my own lineage on my application. So hopefully, I will not run into any roadblocks with my application. Notice I said, “hopefully”. I will still have to prove my lineage as far back is to where it connects to this person’s lineage as a descendant of the same branch of the tree. I learned from completing my successful application to join DAR earlier this year, that you must document-document-document, up the ying-yang. However, that really is a good thing. It forces you to fill in the gaps in documentation in your tree, and to really prove (to yourself and to DAR) that the lineage in your tree is accurate. </span><br /><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wt5R2KsVUmI/ToB4-VFYWDI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Xn7Ub9o3JcA/s1600/Rev+War+Muster+Roll+of+William+Wofford+Tucker.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Wt5R2KsVUmI/ToB4-VFYWDI/AAAAAAAAAIY/Xn7Ub9o3JcA/s320/Rev+War+Muster+Roll+of+William+Wofford+Tucker.jpg" height="320" kca="true" width="140" /></span></a></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">For use with lineage society membership applications, primary records such as marriage records, birth and death records are best. When those are not available or do not exist, other records may suffice (notice I said “may”, it is at the discretion of the DAR board of certified genealogists whether to accept any form of secondary documentation as proof of lineage). I am not an expert on the DAR application process, but here is what I learned from doing my own: You must establish a preponderance of evidence to support your lineage; with primary sources as well as any secondary sources such as census records, <span style="color: black;">family bible records</span>, printed sources such as books and newspapers, and/or whatever other types of paper and printed source documents you may have available or find during your research. </span><br /><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SDkQdBc3A2Q/ToB4sAkCKvI/AAAAAAAAAIU/22taxgUszrM/s1600/Revolutionary+War+Patriots.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SDkQdBc3A2Q/ToB4sAkCKvI/AAAAAAAAAIU/22taxgUszrM/s320/Revolutionary+War+Patriots.jpg" height="320" kca="true" width="228" /></span></a></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"> They key is, that every generation in your tree must be fully documented in some way to establish the direct lineage between yourself and your Patriot ancestor. Curiously, I am finding that most of my problems in gathering this type of documentation generally tends to be in the generations in my tree in the early 1800’s. That is when there was so much pioneer movement westward in my family tree, with whole family cluster groups moving together from Virginia then to Tennessee and North Carolina, then to Kentucky, and finally into Missouri. Once in Missouri, they tended to stay put for about 50 years from 1830-1880; then they took to wandering off westwards again towards California. It seems to be during those years of just after the Revolutionary War to just prior to the Civil War where it is the most difficult to find marriage records, as well as sources to document births and deaths. That seems to be a typical scenario with other genealogists I have talked to, in searching for records on ancestors who followed the western migration trails. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">I have not been lucky enough to have any ancient Family Bibles pop up in my tree to, but am keeping an eye on Ebay in hopes that some of those might show up on there some day. I have found a lot of other interesting stuff on Ebay connecting to my tree, including vintage cabinet-card photos of some Civil-War era ancestors and family members. So, adding that to my list of favorite genealogy-tool websites, <strong><span style="color: blue;">here a link to Ebay to search for original vintage Civil War photos:</span></strong></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><a href="http://www.ebay.com/sch/i.html?_from=R40&_trksid=p5197.m570.l1313&_nkw=civil+war+era+photos&_sacat=See-All-Categories">http://www.ebay.com/sch/i.html?_from=R40&_trksid=p5197.m570.l1313&_nkw=civil+war+era+photos&_sacat=See-All-Categories</a></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;"><br /></span></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span style="font-family: Times, Times New Roman, serif;">Happy trails and many happy genea-discoveries!</span></div>Hopelessly Hooked Genie (Beverly Harrison)http://www.blogger.com/profile/17037373424817819386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-586804954783131409.post-37514593618979131372011-09-25T04:48:00.000-07:002011-09-25T04:48:28.335-07:00Sentimental Sunday: Remembering Minnie Allen 1871- 1878This Sentimental Sunday morning, I am remembering a discovery I made a while back when searching through Find A Grave records online, for headstone photos and burial locations on some of my ancestors. I came across the gravesite for little Minnie Allen, daughter of my great-grandparents Valentine Allen and Catherine Ellen (Fore) Allen. Here is a photo of Minnie's headstone, born 1871- died 1878, buried at Allen Cemetery in Phelps County, Missouri, USA:<br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q_P19uzfoQw/Tn8HdcP7LFI/AAAAAAAAAHw/kRVW1kVpjKQ/s1600/Gravesite+of+Minnie+Allen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" hca="true" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q_P19uzfoQw/Tn8HdcP7LFI/AAAAAAAAAHw/kRVW1kVpjKQ/s320/Gravesite+of+Minnie+Allen.jpg" width="320" /></a></div> <br /><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AVP0CggTB0o/Tn8LvY6TVrI/AAAAAAAAAII/BClOaZ2BKGM/s1600/PEace+Be+With+You.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" hca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AVP0CggTB0o/Tn8LvY6TVrI/AAAAAAAAAII/BClOaZ2BKGM/s1600/PEace+Be+With+You.gif" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kQQqRXanC_A/Tn8MNpaCbzI/AAAAAAAAAIM/qXndu3p-DzA/s1600/Butterflies.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" hca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kQQqRXanC_A/Tn8MNpaCbzI/AAAAAAAAAIM/qXndu3p-DzA/s1600/Butterflies.gif" /></a></div>Finding Minnie's gravesite prompted me to recall a story related to me by my Aunt Lona, as part of the oral family history she held onto. Whenever my elderly Aunt got an urge to share stories of the past and could find someone who might listen, she would talk about the family history stories that had been passed down to her. From the time I was a little girl, I remember being fascinated by the stories of generations past that my Aunt could tell. We lived across the country from my Aunt, so I did not get to hear her stories very often. Little did I know at the time that I would one day grow up to be a full-fledged GeneAholic! Now that my Aunt is gone, besides missing her terribly, sure wish that I had listened a little more closely to those family history stories she had to share. My Dad (her brother) rarely talked of such things, but it was my Aunt who kept the memories of the past alive and passed them down to the younger generation. <br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W1DPhANMcyE/Tn8IXifGCoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/fCkvxFZtPwU/s1600/pioneer+child+gif.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" hca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-W1DPhANMcyE/Tn8IXifGCoI/AAAAAAAAAH0/fCkvxFZtPwU/s1600/pioneer+child+gif.jpg" /></a></div><br />I found a mention of Minnie's death in a brief entry in the log of itinerent minister, Rev. John J Watts, from the Watts Collection of birth, marriage and death records in Phelps and Maries County, Missouri, a partial transcript of which can be found online at <a href="http://www.rootsweb.ancestry.com/~mophelps/vitals/death/watts.htm">http://www.rootsweb.ancestry.com/~mophelps/vitals/death/watts.htm</a>.<br /><br />"#6 Minnie Allen<br /><br /><br />Minnie, daughter of Valentine and Catherine Allen, born on Little Piney, Pulaski Co., July 28th 1871, died there Feb. 3rd 1878, aged 6 yrs, 6 ms. and 5 days, and Aug. 25th 1878, funeral services at his house by singing, prayer and remarks by Rev. J.J. Watts= Bro. T.E. Carr failed to come as expected. Relatives: Father and Mother, 2 brothers and 5 sisters survive. "<br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MAqMchoYO8o/Tn8LLnV46eI/AAAAAAAAAIE/V0ytax4fGRg/s1600/Heave+Must+Be+More+Beautiful+With+You+There.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" hca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MAqMchoYO8o/Tn8LLnV46eI/AAAAAAAAAIE/V0ytax4fGRg/s1600/Heave+Must+Be+More+Beautiful+With+You+There.gif" /></a></div><br />There was, of course, more behind this story. It is a sad story. Little Minnie died as a result of a tragic accident. My Aunt remembered well hearing the story of what happened to Minnie, as told to her by her own mother; "Susan" (Susannah) Allen Harrison, younger sister of Minnie. Minnie Allen, not yet age 7 years, was helping to tend to her younger siblings and the baby of the family early one winter morning, while the parents were out at the barn milking the cows. Minnie was dancing around the room merrily singing and twirling, to entertain her little sisters, baby Lula (age 5 months), and toddlers Susan (age 3) and Amanda (age 5). No doubt the baby and toddlers were giggling at Minnie's antics. Older siblings Sarah (13), Stephen (11), and Napoleon (9) may have also been in the little farmhouse, or perhaps they were out helping the parents at the barn with the morning chores. Older children rarely were exempt from the many daily chores required to maintain the family farm, feed the livestock, and milk the cows. It was a freezing winter morning with a blanket of snow covering the ground outside, but a nice warm fire crackled in the fireplace inside the farmhouse cabin. It was a typical large open fireplace with hearth, also used for heating kettles of water and cooking as well as for a source of heat. All was well as the little girls played merrily in the warm cozy cabin that bleak winter morning, until suddenly tragedy struck. As will often happen when little children are playing and prancing happily about, Minnie lost her balance, tripped and fell...right into the flickering fire in the hearth. Minnie fell straight into the flames. Her clothes and hair caught on fire, and she raced screaming outside, calling to her parents to help her. My great-grandparents came running up the hill from the barn, shocked at the sight of their little girl with hair and clothes ablaze, racing towards them, pleading for help. They did everything they could to try to save their child. They rolled little Minnie in the snow to douse the flames, picked her up an carried her into the cabin. They tried their best to tend to the burns suffered by their mortally injured and dying child. They tried to comfort Minnie, and her horrified little siblings who had witnessed the accident, but there was little that could be done. They had little with which to even ease their little daughter's pain. After lingering for 2 or 3 days with severe burns over most of her body, that poor precious little girl succumbed and went to join the angels. <br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eBVvBVbRTWk/Tn8I0nA6xFI/AAAAAAAAAH4/_JhIUypbB1w/s1600/Tenderly+We+Treasure+The+Past+With+Memories+That+Will+Always+Last.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" hca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eBVvBVbRTWk/Tn8I0nA6xFI/AAAAAAAAAH4/_JhIUypbB1w/s1600/Tenderly+We+Treasure+The+Past+With+Memories+That+Will+Always+Last.gif" /></a></div><br />Minnie rests in the Allen family cemetery, near her parents and other family members. My great-grandparents Valentine and Ellen had already lost 3 other of their children to childhood diseases and epedemics, before this accident took Minnie from them. When doing genealogy, we are constantly reminded of the hardships and suffering our ancestors did have to endure on a routine basis. Hardship and loss was a part of their daily existence. They went through so much. It makes me feel ashamed to whine about my own trivial problems, whenever I think of all they went through. <br /><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FwPeYYBPQTc/Tn8JQe0ldeI/AAAAAAAAAH8/M8bK3c-2OBk/s1600/Not+Forgotten.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" hca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FwPeYYBPQTc/Tn8JQe0ldeI/AAAAAAAAAH8/M8bK3c-2OBk/s1600/Not+Forgotten.gif" /></a></div>I live too far away, across the country, to have the opportunity to visit Minnie's gravesite or the gravesites of other Allen kin buried there. The best I can do for now, is to leave virtual flowers and a praying child-angel graphic on Minnie's online memorial on Find A Grave, and record a memorial to her here as well. Rest in Peace, little angel Minnie Allen. You are not forgotten. <br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZpv5bWfMG0/Tn8JzomZ1TI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Yn323Ot1mJk/s1600/praying+little+girl+angel.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" hca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WZpv5bWfMG0/Tn8JzomZ1TI/AAAAAAAAAIA/Yn323Ot1mJk/s1600/praying+little+girl+angel.gif" /></a></div>Hopelessly Hooked Genie (Beverly Harrison)http://www.blogger.com/profile/17037373424817819386noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-586804954783131409.post-10375063160261006832011-09-24T01:59:00.000-07:002011-09-24T07:01:40.201-07:00Great-Grandpa's Link to the Legendary Bushwacker Bill WIlson <strong>The Life and Times of Valentine "Tine" Allen </strong><br /><br />Valentine Allen was born 9 Nov 1843 in Newburg, Phelps County, Missouri. He was the son of Samuel T. Allen and Frances Hudgens (Wilson)(Malone). Great-Grandpa "Tine" Allen ran a country store, and also served as the town postmaster. He was the father of many children by his first wife, my great-grandmother Catherine Ellen Fore. "Tine" Allen and his wife lost at least 4 of their children in infancy and early childhood to childhood diseases, epidemics, and accidents; including their daughter Minnie Allen who succumbed to burn injuries at age seven after a terrible house fire accident. Unfortunately, such losses were not uncommon in those days. Great-Grandpa remarried at age 58 after losing his beloved wife Catherine. Valentine's second wife was Cordelia Paralee Miller Hawkins, a widow. My great-grandparents Valentine and Catherine Allen are buried together at Allen Cemetery, in Phelps County, Missouri.<br /> <br /> <strong> Bushwackers </strong><br /><br />Valentine "Tine" Allen's half-brother was "Bushwacker" Bill Wilson, son of Frances Hudgens and her first husband Valentine Wilson. I have already written about Bushwacker Bill on this blog, so won't go into great detail about him again. For those of you who may have seen the old Clint Eastwood film "The Outlaw Josey Wales", you will be familiar with the story of my Great-Grandpa's half-brother Bushwacker Bill, on whom the film's story is loosely based. The Outlaw Josey Wales character is actually a composite of several known Bushwackers who lived in the area during the Civil War. While it is true that some Bushwackers during the war were vicious murderers, such as the one known as "Bloody Bill Anderson"; others were regular family men who banded together to try to protect their families and properties during the War. Bushwacker Bill Wilson, my great-grandfather's half-brother, was one of the more sympathetic figures who actually became a folk hero in Missouri. There was a book written about him by George Clinton Arther, entiitled: "Bushwacker, Missouri's Most Infamous Desperado". The book is based on first-hand accounts of those who knew Bill Wilson. The story goes that Bill was simply avenging the harm and atrocities that befell his family and property at the hands of renegade soldiers. Whether the "bad guys" were Union or Confederate soldiers is not entirely clear. There was some wrong-doing on both sides during the war. Missouri was technically a neutral state, but sympathies were dividied among families....some were for the Confederate cause, and others supported the Union cause. It was not unusual for brothers within the same family to join up and fight on opposing sides during the Civil War. This happened within my own family tree. I have not found a record that Tine Allen served in the military during the Civil War, though several other ancestors and relatives living in the area at the time did serve.<br /><br /> Perhaps Tine Allen preferred to try to remain neutral and go about his life, operating his store and providing for his family. He would have been a young man in his early twenties during the war, having married very young at age 17 to my Great-Grandmother Catherine Ellen Fore. We are not sure whether Great-Grandpa "Tine" Allen ever rode with his half-brother and their band of Bushwackers. Indications are that he probably did not, though there is little doubt that he probably aided and abbetted his outlaw half-brother. There is a well-known cave in the area where legend has it that Bushwacker Bill hid out, and was brought food and supplies by various family members. Tine Allen's store was very likely a primary source of such supplies.<br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JwhHMuioCOw/Tn2J5W1x9BI/AAAAAAAAAF8/kplIe-EkL4s/s1600/Valentine+Allen+at+age+75.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" hca="true" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JwhHMuioCOw/Tn2J5W1x9BI/AAAAAAAAAF8/kplIe-EkL4s/s320/Valentine+Allen+at+age+75.jpg" width="271" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><strong>Valentine "Tine" Allen, 1843- 1919</strong></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div>I don't have a lot of first-hand knowledge of my Great-Grandfather, Tine Allen. He of course died long before I was born. However, my Aunt Lona, (also now gone and dearly missed) did remember visiting her grandfather's store as a small child. She remembered riding on the train from St Louis to Phelps and Maries Counties, Missouri to visit relatives with her mother, my paternal grandmother Susannah ("Susan") Allen Harrison. Aunt Lona told me stories of remembering her maternal grandfather Tine Allen as being a tall, dark haired man with a long handle-bar mustache. The highlight of those visits for her was getting to reach into the candy jars at Grandpa Tine's store and take out sweet treats. In those days, that must have been quite a treat indeed. Aunt Lona was the original family historian in my clan. She saved everything over the years like pack rat. I now have copies of photos of Valentine Allen and other ancestors in my tree, thanks to her. The originals now belong to a family member who inherited them from her as her direct descendant, and who unfortunately has little interest in genealogy or sharing those photos with others, even cousins. This partiuclar descendant seems to have inherited the "intense privacy gene" that is so prevalant among my ancestors, and which contributes to so many of the Brick Walls I encounter today in doing my genealogy research. They seem to have been intent on making it hard to trace their movements, especially in the branches of the tree prior to Missouri in the early 1800's. I wish that I had had the foresight to make better copies of the photos and records that were in my Aunt's possession while I still had access to them, however at the time I was not thinking about preserving the family history so much as just listening to my Aunt's stories. I am one of the few descendants in my branch of the tree who takes any interest in genealogy; and my quest is to try to preserve some of those memories, photos, and stories of the past to be enjoyed by future descendants. <br /><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cKZ-FQaTMIM/Tn2K8DZSyDI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lehaIuyWpk8/s1600/Headstone+of+Valentine+Allen+and+Catherine+Ellen+%2528Fore%2529+ALlen.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" hca="true" height="256" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-cKZ-FQaTMIM/Tn2K8DZSyDI/AAAAAAAAAGA/lehaIuyWpk8/s320/Headstone+of+Valentine+Allen+and+Catherine+Ellen+%2528Fore%2529+ALlen.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /> <strong>Headstone of Valentine Allen and Catherine Ellen (Fore) Allen</strong><br /><br /><br />Valentine Allen's beloved wife with whom he was laid to rest was Catherine Ellen Fore, born 1843 in Kentucky; daughter of Benjamin Fore and Sabra Stogsdill. Valentine and Catherine Fore Allen had many children, including my grandmother Susannah "Susan" Allen who married my grandfather John Pettis "Pinkney" Harrison. Catherine died in 1900, leaving Valentine a widower at age 57. Valentine had two other marriages, to Cordelia Paralee Hawkins Miller and Susan Wilson, with whom he also had children. The Allens and Harrisons have deep roots in Missouri in the 1800's, and many descendants still live there today.<br /><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LCxhBLoulP8/Tn2PMlyloRI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Zo3s9K44ftU/s1600/Susan+Allen+Harrison+1875-+1933+medium+websize.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" hca="true" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-LCxhBLoulP8/Tn2PMlyloRI/AAAAAAAAAGI/Zo3s9K44ftU/s320/Susan+Allen+Harrison+1875-+1933+medium+websize.jpg" width="262" /></a></div><br /> <strong>Susan Allen Harrison, 1875- 1933 </strong><br /><br /><br />Here is a photo of Tine Allen's daughter, my paternal grandmother Susan Allen Harrison. It is only a xerox copy of a photo, but is all that I have. I never met Susan or her father; all of those generations of my family tree had passed long before I was born. Perhaps that is one reason I am so interested now in reconstructing the past and learning about the people who all contributed to making me the person I am today. I often wonder what they would think about our world today, with such things as Blogs, Internet, Facebook, and cell phones. I do know that most from those generations in my family tree were intensely private individuals, and perhaps would be horrified that I am seeking out and publishing for posterity bits and pieces of their lives today. However, I prefer the beleive that they are pleased that I am playing a small part in making sure they are never forgotten. <br /><br /><br /><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />Hopelessly Hooked Genie (Beverly Harrison)http://www.blogger.com/profile/17037373424817819386noreply@blogger.com