tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16641687780507881132024-02-02T05:27:48.341-08:00Libby on the LabelLibby Park Hermanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01413874020443090712noreply@blogger.comBlogger57125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664168778050788113.post-74892204790278369782019-01-31T13:24:00.000-08:002019-01-31T13:52:41.340-08:00The Smiths<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">No, not the 80's rock band from Manchester. The Smiths, as in the ancestral brick wall I can't seem to break through. After taking a few weeks off from weekly posts, I'm happy to say I'm making progress figuring out family connections for my Irish 3rd great grandfather, William Smith (1818-1894). I <a href="http://www.libbyonthelabel.ca/2018/12/52-ancestors-week-52-resolutions.html#.XFCfEpzeXb8.link" target="_blank">resolved</a> to find his roots in Ireland this year. It took some time and serendipity to get to this point in the Smith branch of my tree. I was stuck with my paternal 2nd great grandmother Mary Ann Smith for years. I posted a copy of her husband, my 2nd great grandfather, Francis Button Marr's will on ancestry which led to the breakthrough. Read how that fluke happened <a href="http://www.libbyonthelabel.ca/2018/02/52-ancestors-week-9-when-theres-will.html#.XFCgNAyfH2w.link" target="_blank">here.</a> This is why I <b><i>always </i></b>make any information I have public. I understand others may have their reasons for keeping information to themselves, but I think they're selling themselves short hoarding secrets.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The photo on the right is Samuel Smith (1820-1904). I'm 99.9% sure he is my 3rd great uncle, the brother of William Smith. Whilst combing through the DNA matches of my paternal aunt and uncle, I came across matches whose direct ancestors with the surname "Smith" showed Samuel Smith from Ireland born two years after my 3rd great grandfather. Samuel Smith was born in Ireland, married in Leeds, Megantic, Quebec, Canada where his four oldest children were born. The family then moved to Middlesex, Ontario where six more children were born. This lines up with my William Smith. He was married in Leeds where his children were born and he then also moved to Middlesex, Ontario. When I clicked on the member ID of the person who posted this photo, an account he managed was a "good" 4 - 6th cousin match to my paternal uncle. I went through posted pictures of Samuel Smith's children and found even more DNA matches, mostly for my uncle. He must have the most Smith DNA. I reached out to David Long, the member who posted this photo. Turns out some of the other matches were his 2nd cousin and his father's sister. Their whole family were unaware of William and have no further information about Samuel's parents or lineage in Ireland either.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The best part of making this connection with my Ontario Smith cousins is that they are avid genealogists. David sent me an unpublished family tree for the Hunt family of London, Ontario. I found several connections through marriage with my Smiths and another branch of my tree the Pattersons. It really was a small world back in the old days I guess! Isn't it great when you link in with a cousin who shares the ancestry bug?</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">If my trip to Ontario this summer pans out, London is definitely on the itinerary. David has been working on restoring the old Brick Street Cemetery there for a decade. They even have a facebook page <a href="https://www.facebook.com/pages/category/Community-Organization/Friends-of-Brick-Street-Cemetery-393151034227870/" target="_blank">Friends of Brick Street Cemetery.</a> They did a beautiful job. This photo is their cover page.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Maybe all of this new info on where the brothers lived when they immigrated and the DNA matches will help locate records to break through the brick wall and over to the old country.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I resolve to get this posted within the last 12 hours of 2018! While accepting this challenge has been a lot of fun, I am going to take this coming year off. I'll dedicate 2019 to following up on some of the ancestors I have discovered. Like all genealogists, I've got some brick walls I am determined to break through. More of my family members gave each other DNA testing kits for Christmas, so their results will add to the tapestry of our story. Very excited about that.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">2) Add the information (with sources) that I uncovered to my ancestors' <a href="https://www.wikitree.com/" target="_blank">Wikitree.com </a> pages. Resolution #1 will help with that, because some of their formatting is challenging for me. I want to become more proficient at adding footnotes, etc.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> ---Paternal fourth great grandmother<a href="http://www.libbyonthelabel.ca/2018/07/52-ancestors-week-28-travel_11.html#.XCvqqqZW3vI.link" target="_blank"> Phoebe Earl Marr</a></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: black;">I <span style="color: black;">remembered seeing a family who gave every one of the children Goodman for a middle name.</span></span></span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: black;"> Male and female. The prompt "Nice" led me to Goodman. A bit of a stretch, but it really paid off. I found out about the family and also took a detour into American history. Th</span><span style="color: black;">ey are my maternal ancestors. I wrote about my <span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; display: inline; float: none; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">1st cousin 5x removed</span> Edward Maw <a href="http://www.libbyonthelabel.ca/2018/06/52-ancestors-week-23-going-to-chapel.html#.XClYin4pLW4.link" target="_blank">here.</a> Keziah Miles Goodman Warner (1834 - 1914) was his fourth wife. In succession, not as a polygamist! They were amongst the earliest Mormons who joined Brigham Young in settling Salt Lake City, Utah. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Because the Church of Latter Day Saints keeps such good records, I was able to discover a lot about <span style="color: black;">Miss Keziah and her journey from England to Utah. At age 20, she embarked on the ship "The Clara Wheeler" which left Liverpool November 27, 1854. Two days into the voyage she married her 1st husband William Anderson Warner (1826 -1863). There are wonderful accounts from many passengers aboard the Clara Wheeler <a href="https://mormonmigration.lib.byu.edu/mii/voyage/95" target="_blank">here.</a> Apart from a measles outbreak killing 21 of the passengers, reports are that it was a relatively easy trip. Christmas Day they "enjoyed themselves on deck and finished the day with music." The ship arrived in New Orleans, Louisiana on January 12, 1855. </span></span><br />
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<i><span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">“I embarked with a large company of Saints on board the Golden State bound for Atchison, Kansas the outfitting point for the overland journey to Salt Lake. . . . We found many large camps of Saints scattered on the prairie near Atchison, outfitting for their journey across the plains. Far as the eye could reach in every direction were to be seen the tents of Israel with their vast herds of cattle grazing on the rolling prairie. The largest of these encampments was out about twelve miles from the river at what was known as ‘Mormon Grove.’["] . . .</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">”Our oxen were very wild and one day a friendly Indian in his brightly colored blanket stopped and the first team became frightened. It started a stampede and one little boy fell from a wagon and was killed. During our travels, many took sick and died, and had to be buried by the roadside. Many of our oxen also died and we were forced to leave many wagons behind.”</span></i></div>
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<i><span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">[“]President Brigham Young was expecting us, and he sent some men with provisions to meet us as our supplies were getting very low.”</span></i></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Keziah Miles Goodman and her husband William Warner made it to the promised land where they had three sons and a daughter in 8 years, all with the middle name of Goodman. <a href="https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/75532565" target="_blank">William Warner died<span style="color: #b00000;"> </span></a> at the age of 36, making Keziah a widow at age 29. Eight months later she became the fourth wife of my 1st cousin 5 times removed, 55 year old Edward Maw, Jr. In Edward's three previous marriages his wives passed away very young. After the death of his third wife, Christiana Snell Maw (1831-1861)he set sail to Utah. He was the father of 11 surviving children by his three wives making a grand total of 15 children between the two. Edward and Keziah would have three sons (all with the middle name Goodman) and one daughter. 19 children in total. The photo on the right is of some of the blended family. From the left -</span><br />
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</span></span></span></span></span></span> <span style="color: black;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: transparent; display: inline; float: none; font-size: 16px; font-variant: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="box-sizing: border-box;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: normal;">Miss Hannah </span><span style="background-color: transparent; display: inline; float: none; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-size: normal;">Button was "presented for fornication" o<span style="background-color: transparent; display: inline; float: none; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">n 11 May 1672.</span> Fornication was only considered a misdemeanor and not a felony. From what I have read, to be a fornicator in Puritan times was to have consensual sex with someone who is not your spouse. If the other person was married, it constituted adultery. Here is a really interesting article about <a href="http://www.newenglandhistoricalsociety.com/way-more-than-the-scarlet-letter-puritan-punishments/" target="_blank">Colonial Crimes and Punishments.</a> We know Hannah lived to be at least 24 years of age because she is included in her father's will when he died in 1676. I haven't seen any other records. I've looked, too. I was hoping to find she got married and had a family, maybe even with her paramour. </span><span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: normal;">If there was an illegitimate child as a result of their crime, the man was compelled to pay child support. Since there is no record indicating who the man was, or that Hannah Button had a child, I assume they went their own ways.</span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="color: black;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: transparent; display: inline; float: none; font-size: 16px; font-variant: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="box-sizing: border-box;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: transparent; display: inline; float: none; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: normal;"> </span></span></span></span></span></span></span></span><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: transparent; display: inline; float: none; font-size: 16px; font-variant: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="box-sizing: border-box;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: transparent; display: inline; float: none; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><b></b><i></i><u></u><sub></sub><sup></sup><strike></strike><span style="color: black;"></span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"></span><span style="font-size: normal;"></span><br />
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">My maternal great grandfather, Archibald Ferguson Dempster, Jr. (pictured here) was born on Christmas Day, 1844 in Mineral Point, Wisconsin, USA. Mineral Point is <a href="https://www.mineralpoint.com/" target="_blank">"Where Wisconsin Began"</a> according to the town's website. </span></span><br />
<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: black;">His parents, Archibald Dempster and Sarah McCuen emigrated from Scotland, marrying in Wisconsin on June 25, 1845. Archibald, Ferguson Dempster, Sr. was born in Fossoway and Tulliebole, Kinross-shire in 1815. His occupation was listed as a draper (cloth merchant<span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; display: inline !important; float: none; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 16.52px; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">) when he first came to America in 1839. Mineral Point has a rich history in mining. Although there is no documentation that suggests that is what compelled my 3rd great grandfather to move out west, there are clues that it may be.</span></span></span></span><br />
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</span></span></span> <span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Following the death of my 3rd great grandmother, it was difficult to track what happened to the three children. My great grandfather Archibald Ferguson Dempster, Jr. (1845-1927) was the oldest. He had two sisters, Sarah Jane Dempster (1847-1926) and Emmaline Dempster (1849-1924). I found some information from a Kent County Commemorative Biography of Sarah Jane's husband, Dr. David Green. He was a renown veterinary surgeon in Ontario. Here is an excerpt:</span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">This was written in 1904, making may 3rd great grandfather Archie Sr. at least 89 years old at the time. Daniel Whitesell, who raised Sarah Jane Dempster, was the great uncle of her future husband, Dr. David Green, DVM (1847-1923). </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I spent way too much time thinking about who to feature this week. I ended up going through my List of Names and chose the 1st person I found who was born or died on November 30th. The last day before the last month of 2018. I got almost to the end of the "B"s before finding my 2nd cousin 3 times removed, Mabel Broadbent. She was born on July 28, 1870 in London, Ontario, Canada and passed away November 30, 1928. That is her in an undated photograph on the left.</span><br />
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Mabel</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> descends from my 4th great grandparents Isabella Hargrave and <a href="http://www.libbyonthelabel.ca/2018/04/if-i-have-ancestor-whose-life-was.html#.XAQlgIprybM.link" target="_blank">Zacharias Goff</a>. They were hard working people who were some of the first to settle in Lac Megantic, Quebec. Zacharias (1787-1874) had 23 children,11 with wife #2 Isabella Hargave. Mabel's grandmother was Mary Ann Goff McMechan, my 4th great aunt. Her parents, Sarah Jane McMechan (1845 - 1938) and Joseph Capes Broadbent (1840-1918) raised their family in London, Ontario, Canada. There are some really great photos of the Broadbents and the McMechans which were shared by Catherine Curtis on ancestry.com. Catherine's family and mine are in a DNA Circle for both Isabella Hargrave and Zacharias Goff. Her great grandmother was Florence Evelyn Broadbent, Mabel's younger sister. Here are some of Catherine's photos that were shared on ancestry.com:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The first is Sarah McMechan Broadbent (1845-1938), Mabel's mother and my 1st cousin 4 x removed. I'm not sure what the occasion is for the black veil and dark clothing, but they sure are striking. She's holding some kind of envelope. It appears as though something significant is happening here. A photo taken when Sarah was older is to the right. I just love the period dress.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><b></b><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"></span><span style="font-size: xx-small;"></span>Mabel's father was Joseph Capes Broadbent (1840-1918), born in Lincolnshire, England. Mabel was the oldest of four children. She married Harry Ira William Ball (1864-1947) from Hagersville, Ontario on June 29, 1892. The couple had four children, 3 sons and one daughter. According to the</span><span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> Canada, City and Area Directories, 1819-1906, Harry was a traveling salesman. His photograph on the right looks as though it was taken at the same sitting as Mabel Broadbent Ball's, above. They married in 1892. </span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">I practice yoga every day. There are many benefits beyond becoming more flexible and fit. One of those is cultivating a sense of acceptance and gratitude. We all spend a lot of time living in the past (regretting something you've done or didn't do), or in the future (making lists, plans, worrying about something that might happen). When you breathe and focus for a little bit every day you start to appreciate what is <i>actually</i> happening. I'm grateful to leave stress and anxiety behind every time I do my yoga. It is a work in progress. It's called a practice for a reason.</span><br />
<a name='more'></a><span style="color: black;">I do love visiting centuries past. I'm grateful that I renewed my interest in genealogy and for the hours of entertainment and satisfaction it brings. I think the line that I am most thankful for are my colonial American ancestors. I had no idea the deep history my paternal ancestors had, being some of the first Europeans in the New World. I wish I would have known when I lived within driving distance to some of the locations. My 1st cousin grew up here in Vancouver where I now live. He's lived a lot of places in the world, but he and his wife live and are raising their children in Boston, minutes from where our first American ancestors settled. Matthias Button, our 8th great grandfather, sailed from England landing in Salem, Massachusetts in 1628. It's less than a half an hour's drive! Definitely a field trip in the future.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">Lastly, I'm thankful for my "brick walls". They are a source of endless frustration, but it has only sharpened my resolve to track them down. A few come to mind, but none more than 4th great grandmother Phoebe Earl (Earls, Earll, Earle). She's so annoying! There is a lot of DNA proof linking her to the Earl family of upstate New York, but no birth certificate. My family group on ancestry.com is part of a DNA circle for her and we are all stuck. We are also in a DNA circle with who I believe is her mother, even though there are no records to prove or disprove it. I will find you Ms. Phoebe! 🕵It will be a red letter day when that happens. To be continued...</span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The Lyman Allen Museum looks interesting. A link to their website is <a href="https://www.lymanallyn.org/" target="_blank">here.</a> I used to live in Connecticut and never knew that I had ancestral links there. It is such a beautiful part of America that maintains a connection to it's colonial heritage. The next time I go for a visit, a day at the museum is on the to-do list.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I just realized there are only 7 more posts left in this challenge! Where did the time go? Thanks again to <a href="https://www.amyjohnsoncrow.com/" rel="nofollow">Amy Johnson Crow </a> for giving a nudge in the right direction to stay disciplined and focused with the ancestry research. I'm part a group of genealogists on <a href="http://wikitree.com/" rel="nofollow">Wikitree</a> that have been sharing 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks posts in a G2G forum. It's been fun forming that little community. Wikitree founder <span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; display: inline; float: none; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 21px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><a href="https://www.wikitree.com/wiki/Whitten-1" target="_blank">Chris Whitten</a> and <a href="https://www.wikitree.com/wiki/Langholf-2" target="_blank">Eowyn</a> have given us the added incentive of receiving a badge if we complete all 52 weeks and provide at least one ancestor or relative for each weekly prompt. Thanks to the challenge I have new people and sources to add to the communal tree (and some corrections to make with new sources) when this challenge is over. It's not too late to join the Wikitree group. Everything on the site is always 100% free. If you been participating you can add your ancestor and their information <a href="https://www.wikitree.com/wiki/Space:52_Ancestors_for_52_Weeks_in_2018_Challenge" rel="nofollow">here.</a> There are links to enter each week's prompt in the upper right hand corner.</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">His time in the asylum was brief. He was admitted on July 21, 1892 and passed away on November 21, 1892. The Kew Asylum in Melbourne functioned as a place of detention, not a place to receive treatment. There is a book written in 1900 by Dr. Paul Ward Farmer titled "Three Weeks in the Kew Lunatic Asylum". <a href="http://nla.gov.au/nla.obj-52768858/view?partId=nla.obj-88039690" target="_blank">Click here</a> to read a digitized version of it. Dr. Farmer was taken against his will and forced to spend three weeks there, as the title suggests. In one paragraph he describes a stomach pump tube that was used on patients who refused food. In James's asylum record, it appears that he had to undergo this treatment. He was just 67 years old when he passed away.</span><span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><br />
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<span style="color: black;">My subject this week would have been my paternal great uncle. Charles Clark Marr (1910 -1913) my grandmother's little brother. It's probable that I would have met him had he not died as a toddler. My grandmother and great aunt lived to be 92 and 100 years old respectively. They both had vivid memories of what happened when their brother died.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">I just recently found a family photo of the Marrs before Charlie, as he was called, passed away. He looked just as I pictured he would; a beautiful little blonde imp. 👼 My grandmother was very fond of him. He was the only Marr son, and the last in our branch of the Marr tree. His father, my great grandfather Delaski Marr had two brothers. Ralph (1875 - 1879) and Freddie (1876 - 1879). The two boys died within 10 days of each other. I could only find Ralph's death certificate, and can't make out what the cause of death was. If you have any idea what it is I would really appreciate if you would comment and let me know! You can click on the image to enlarge, but it really didn't help me at all.</span><br />
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<a name='more'></a><span style="color: black;">My great grandfather was 8 years old when both of his younger brothers died. I can only imagine how devastating it was to lose his only son as well. The story I remember is that little Charlie had eaten something that hadn't been refrigerated and he got a terrible case of food poisoning. His death certificate verifies that story. He died of gastro enteritis for a duration of one week, and he finally succumbed to heart failure after a duration of 4 days. My grandmother was nine years old, about the same age as her father was when his brothers died.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;"><a href="http://www.libbyonthelabel.ca/2018/09/there-is-lot-of-good-info-about-my.html#.W9aGVzue0io.link" target="_blank">Both my grandfather and great grandfather </a>were doctors and are listed as the attending physicians on Charlie's death certificate. His death left a lingering sadness in the family. He was never forgotten. I even gave my oldest son the name Charles for his middle name.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;">Here is the whole family photo that was taken just months before Charles Clark Marr died. My great aunt Frances Marr Adaskin, who I wrote about <a href="http://www.libbyonthelabel.ca/2018/01/52-ancestors-week-3-longevity.html#.W9aFvKSBvS4.link" target="_blank">here </a>is standing far left. Seated is my great grandmother Eunice Willard Little, and my grandmother Jean Treleaven Marr with the big bow in her hair is on the far right.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><i>10/31/2018 - An eagle eyed wizard figured out the Cause of Death for Ralph Marr is Tabes Mesenterica. It's a tubercular infection of the lymph glands in the abdomen. It is contagious, so it's possible and probable that the youngest son, Freddie contracted the disease from his older brother and that was his cause of death as well. </i></span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I've recently connected with a distant relative on my mother's side. I have absolutely no knowledge of my maternal family from my grandmother on back through time. My maternal grandmother passed away shortly after my mother was born, and there are no photographs or <span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; display: inline !important; float: none; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">verbal history</span> of any events in her life. It's always exciting to exchange notes with any newly discovered relative, but when it's on my mother's side, all the more so.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I was contacted by Sarah who was seeking information about her paternal grandmother who was an adoptee. Sarah's father and I are a DNA match. He also matches both of my sons. Because my tree is public, she was able to see that the family story about who her great grandparents were could be correct. My 1st cousin 3 x removed, Annie Moore, was the person they thought was her biological great grandmother. DNA tests show that Sarah's dad and I share 19.7 centimorgans across 2 DNA segments, so the possible relationship of 5th to 8th cousins makes sense. Annie Moore's father was my 2nd great grandmother's brother. We are trying to piece together a timeline from the records that are available on line along with her family stories.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: black;">According to what I can gather from their paper trails, there may have been a few family conflicts with my mother's ancestors. Some divorces, what seems to be unwed mothers, and just general stuff that probably seemed radical or taboo at the time, but is part of the fabric of life today. The Moores were newer immigrants to Canada. My 3rd great uncle Paddison Moore (1821 - 1878) was one of 11 children born in Lincolnshire, England to Mary Ann Paddison (1798 -1881) and Joseph Moore (1796 -1876). <span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; display: inline !important; float: none; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"> Some time after the 1841 English census and 1847 the whole family emigrated to Ontario, Canada. Joseph patented 100 acres in concession four in Ridgetown, Ontario on December 30, 1847. Two years later at age 27, Paddison Moore married Mary Ann Cross (1828 - 1905) in Maridian, Michigan, USA. Annie was their 2nd oldest child. She and sister Nancy were born in Canada. Four younger brothers were born in Michigan. The Moores moved back to Ontario, Canada where they had three more sons for a total of 9 children. It seems as though various children must have been living elsewhere when several censuses were taken. For example, Annie (aka Hannah and Anna) is listed on Michigan's 1860 census, but older sister Nancy is not. Nancy is back home in 1871 in Ontario, but Annie is living in a rooming house. Paddison's occupation is listed as hack driver in Michigan. When living in Ontario he is a farmer along with 2 of his sons, ages 15 and 12. His farm was in concession four, suggesting he was either working his father's land, or Joseph gave or sold it to him.</span></span></span><br />
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I have to toot my own horn this week with the "Sports" prompt. Hopefully one day my great grand children will find this post amusing! I was a serious athlete as a child. From age 8 until I was a teenager I swam every day of my life. Practices every morning and afternoon and a swim meet every weekend. While unearthing some storage boxes a couple of years ago, I found some old newspaper clippings and other mementos that my mom saved all these years. I'm really glad she did, because I have only vague memories of any of the meets. They all blend into each other over the years. Growing up in a (then) small town, local sports were covered in our newspaper, The Laurel Leader. That's me taking off in the backstroke competition above when I was either 13 or 14.<br />
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Swimmers are weird. Ask any swimmer and they will agree. I chalk it up to spending a large portion of your life submerged. For 4 hours every day you are in sensory deprivation hearing nothing but the sounds of splashing water and your own breathing. Even though it is very much a team sport, your training is done in a very solitary way. I loved everything about it with the exception of red eyes and chlorinated hair all the time. I have reconnected with some old swimmer pals from back in the day on social media which has been great. It's helped me remember some fun times I had long forgotten. I will keep this brief, because I'm not really an ancestor yet. 😁 Here are some pictures for my future family historians. (click photo to enlarge)<br />
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: black;">It took me a while to figure out who I wanted to post about with this week's prompt. I approached things differently and went looking for a family that I wanted to explore, hoping to find something "ten worthy" to focus on. I have many women named Eunice in one branch of my family tree, as I mentioned briefly <a href="http://www.libbyonthelabel.ca/2018/07/there-are-so-many-family-names-that-i.html#.W7z5r2wf1bc.link" target="_blank">here.</a> The original Eunice, as far as I can tell, was Eunice Hazen (Farwell) Willard my 6th great grandmother (1736 - 1808.) The name has been passed on through every generation since, up to and including my paternal aunt. Eunice married into the prolific <a href="http://www.libbyonthelabel.ca/2018/07/52-ancestors-week-27-independence-day.html#.W7z7QP0Tnu8.link" target="_blank">Willard family.</a> I've learned a lot about my 6th great grandfather, Nathaniel Willard and his history through the Willard Family Association, but know nothing about the Hazens. When I started this, I thought that Eunice was one of 10 children. Actually there were only 8, but if I hadn't chosen the Hazens for this week's post, I would have never known! Her parents (my 7th great grandparents) were Samuel Hazen and Sarah Harriman Hazen. That's an autoglyph of Samuel pictured above taken from "</span></span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="background-color: transparent; display: inline; float: none; font-family: "source sans pro" , "helvetica neue" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px; word-wrap: break-word;">History of the Town of Shirley, Massachusetts: From Its Early Settlement to ... "By Seth Chandler.</span></span></span></span></div>
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Libby Park Hermanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01413874020443090712noreply@blogger.com0Rowley, MA, USA42.7167483 -70.87872770000001342.6234193 -71.040089200000011 42.810077299999996 -70.717366200000015tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664168778050788113.post-78819928610574703632018-10-01T14:59:00.001-07:002018-10-03T09:49:51.101-07:00#52 Ancestors Week 39 - "On the Farm"<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Like most people, there are a lot of farmers in my tree<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">. My mother grew up on a farm. The first farmer that came to mind was my mother's nephew Leroy ( he is one year younger than her, so was more like an uncle to me). I remember visiting their farm as a child. He was also an inventor and had several patents. He actually sold one of his inventions to <a href="https://www.deere.ca/en/index.html" target="_blank">John Deere </a>which was quite profitable. More on that later when I post about their family in more detail. The photo here is their old farm house in Ontario - then and now. When my cousins lived there it was kind of in between the two pictures. It's a lot different, and is currently a solar farm. I got these photos from a distant Campbell cousin in Toronto whose grandfather built and later sold the farm to my uncle.</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The farming ancestor I want to mention this week is from Markham, Ontario. He could have been the subject of last week's prompt, "<a href="http://www.libbyonthelabel.ca/2018/09/52-ancestors-week-38-unusual-source.html#.W7KcQcWjgwc.link">unusual sources</a>", which is why he is comes to mind. There are two families who immigrated from the colonial United States to Markham and became very connected. They are the Marrs and the Buttons. A Marr son married a Button daughter, my 3rd great grandparents. In that same family a Button son married a Marr daughter, thus creating some confusing progeny with the names _______ Marr Button and ________ Button Marr. My 2nd great grandfather is Francis Button Marr, for example. There is also a Francis Marr Button. William Marr Button (1816 - 1908) is the son of Annie Marr and Colonel Francis Button, making him my 1st cousin 4 x removed. He was their eldest son and </span><span style="box-sizing: border-box;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">the grandson of Major John Button. The Button family developed the hamlet of Buttonville, Ontario giving it its name. William Marr Button like his father and grandfather was involved in the militia, participating in the 1837 Rebellion on the side of the Family Compact as well as in the Fenian Raids. He attained the rank of Colonel. He married Margaret Arnold and together they had eight daughters. They were farmers with several different parcels of land. Their daughter Meribah married Benjamin Hagerman who took over the farm for generations to come. </span></span><br />
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Libby Park Hermanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01413874020443090712noreply@blogger.com0Markham, ON, Canada43.8561002 -79.3370188000000143.6729787 -79.6597423 44.0392217 -79.014295300000015tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664168778050788113.post-47779788289197087012018-09-25T14:16:00.003-07:002018-09-27T21:30:40.141-07:00#52 Ancestors Week 38 - "Unusual Source"<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">One of my favourite parts of being a radio producer was researching anything and everything. In my former life I became really adept at sourcing and thinking outside of the box. Some call it "a nose for news". Genealogy research satisfies that personality trait that I no longer need for my work. I've used a number of traditionally unusual sources to find out what I want to know about ancestors. Google is your friend. You'd be surprised at the weird factoids that turn up with well worded google searches. For example, my great grandfather was a doctor. A search for him turned up a prescription for rosacea he came up with. We might take it to a pharmacy that compounds prescriptions and try it out!</span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Google books, too. All ancestors, whether notable people or not, have been reproducing for generations. I was happy to find newly discovered ancestors were subjects of books written by their more immediate family. A search of a town in Scotland where generations of one branch of my tree were born turned up a website devoted to it's history. There is a treasure trove of info on <a href="http://www.knapdalepeople.com/" target="_blank">Knapdale People's website.</a> There are other sites like this, too. Family historians can join various <a href="https://one-name.org/" target="_blank">One Name Study</a> groups for surnames as well as locations.</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"> I have a LOT of Campbells in my maternal line. Two cases of a Campbell marrying a Campbell and of course, naming their children for their ancestors. I wrote about the headache inducing group <a href="http://www.libbyonthelabel.ca/2018/05/52-ancestors-week-19-mothers-day.html#.W6qZmkftorw.link" target="_blank">here.</a></span></span></div>
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">My maternal 1st cousin (once removed) Sally has contracted the ancestry bug. She is from the Campbell line as well. She has lived her whole life in Ridgetown, Ontario, Canada where some of them are buried. We are determined to get them sorted as a team, and are having a great time working on this project together. Here's where the "unusual source" happens. Over the weekend she headed over to the Campbell Cemetery. She realized an old friend of her brother lived across the street so she went and knocked on his door to see what he knew about the cemetery (pictured above). Unusual, but when you live in a small town and are from a big family, you know everyone! She found out</span> <span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; display: inline !important; float: none; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: pre-wrap; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">that it used to be back in the bush. The family that lived there ploughed over the graves and the municipality had the headstones moved up by the road. So the bodies are somewhere back in the field now where the bush used to be. Pretty sad. He thinks this happened many years ago. Now that she brought it up, it's bugging him too so he is going to see what further info he can come up with. We at least have photos documenting whose bodies are somewhere beyond the cornfield! 👻 Not our direct line, but many have the exact same names, of course. Another thing that Sally found out from her old friend is that there were 8 Campbell lines who all emigrated together from Scotland around the same time. Good clue...thanks! Here are some more photos of the headstones. It seems sort of eerie to me (and a little disrespectful, eh?) that no one knows where the bodies are! <span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; display: inline; float: none; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: pre-wrap; word-spacing: 0px;">💀</span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Very late posting for week 37. I went to Vancouver Island, BC, Canada for a few days visiting an old friend her husband. They have two little ones under the age of 2, which is a big change! Her son is three months old and they named him Clarke which is her maiden name. That got my vote because it's a strong boy's name and will make future genealogists very happy. After that I drove to Sooke on the south western tip of the island. It was stunningly beautiful and peaceful. Gotta soak up these last few days of summer! ☀</span><br />
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</span> <span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Eunice and I were born exactly 110 years apart. She was my 3rd great aunt. She was part of the extremely close knit Treleaven family. Her father John Treleaven immigrated from Lanlivery, Cornwall, UK. to Amherst Island, Ontario with his parents and six siblings in 1834. He married Eunice Willard on January 1, 1844. John and Eunice had 10 children and she was the 3rd oldest. She married <span style="background-color: transparent; display: inline; float: none; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"> Charles Secord in Lucknow, Ontario on February 27, 1871. In 1882 they moved, with other family members, to homestead near Crystal City, Manitoba. Later they moved to Pilot Mound where Charles was a pioneer merchant. They had one daughter named Maud Hildreth Secord. Eunice Maria passed away on February 4, 1902 in Pilot Mound. </span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Her birth, marriage and death all happened in freezing cold February. I can only imagine what life was like on the prairies of Manitoba in the days of Louis Riel. They certainly had an adventurous spirit to up sticks from their established lives in Ontario and move to the wild west.<!-- Go to www.addthis.com/dashboard to customize your tools --> <script src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=ra-5a6ffea3399d3f9e" type="text/javascript"></script> </span>Libby Park Hermanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01413874020443090712noreply@blogger.com0Pilot Mound, MB R0G 1P0, Canada49.2022693 -98.89316689999998349.1815183 -98.933507399999982 49.223020299999995 -98.852826399999984tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664168778050788113.post-85168921401024256602018-09-08T22:11:00.001-07:002018-09-09T21:47:41.312-07:00#52 Ancestors Week 36 - "Work"<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-size: normal;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">There is a lot of good info about my great grandfather, Delaski Marr's career in his obituary. My paternal grandmother kept this newspaper clipping from December 30, 1946 in The Toronto Star. He was a small town doctor who was very active in other hobbies and community organizations. Just before he passed away he attended his 3,000th birth. He was born in Almonte, Michigan on the 21st of April, 1871. His parents were Dr. Francis Button Marr and the former Mary Ann Smith. The Marr family moved to Ridgetown, Ontario when he was a year old. He was the eldest of 3 boys. His siblings, Ralph and Freddie were born in Ridgetown but sadly both brothers died when they were very young.</span></span><span style="font-size: x-normal;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: x-normal;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">He attended school in Ridgetown, before attending medical school at The University of Toronto Faculty of Medicine. He graduated M.B. in 1893. According to the 1928 Ontario Medical Register, Dr. Marr joined the College of Physicians and Surgeons on the 30th of May, 1893. He did post graduate work in New York and Edinburgh, Scotland and returned to Canada in 1899. He practiced medicine with his father, Dr. Francis Button Marr, in Ridgetown. Their office was located at 45 Main Street, pictured below. The drawing is on a greeting card from the Ridgetown Centennial in 1975, which was also in my grandmother's momentos. The building is no longer there. It was demolished and is currently the Town of Ridgetown Municipal Centre. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: normal;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Somehow my great grandfather found the time to take part in a lot of activities besides work. He was the founding member of the Ridgetown Rotary Club in 1930. He went on to be the District Governor of the 153rd District from 1940-1941. His funeral was attended by the President of Rotary International. He was a skilled bowler and toured Europe on the Canadian Bowling Team in 1932 and 1936. He enjoyed playing golf and tennis. He was an internationally recognized Dahlia grower, and was a judge at the New York Dahlia Show in 1939. Dr. Marr served on the Ridgetown Board of Education for the High School, was a director of the Ontario Society for Crippled Children and the Medical Officer of Health for Howard Township and Ridgetown, Ontario, Canada. He was mentioned in the Annual Report for the Department of Indian Affairs as being the doctor for the<a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Delaware_Nation_at_Moraviantown" target="_blank"> Moravians of the Thames</a> First Nations band for 1896 and 1897. </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-size: normal;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I found what looks to be a prescription for acne-rosacea that he came up with. It was in The Medical World, Volume 12 published in1894 right after he graduated from University. I wonder if it worked! 💡</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">This week I'm gathering some of the information I've read (and didn't save) about my 5th great grandfather Mungo Park. He was not an academic by any stretch of the imagination. He did, however, place a big emphasis on educating his children. He and my 5th great grandmother Elspeth Hislop would have 13 children, 8 reaching the age of maturity. His sons would go on to have careers as doctors, a lawyer, a Sherriff's officer and the renown botanist, surgeon and African explorer Mungo Park, Jr.. Because of my 5th great uncle's fame and accomplishments much has been written about him. Fortunately there have been mentions of other members of the Park family in some of his biographies. This week's prompt has given me the motivation to pull these together in one place for posterity. Mungo Park, Sr. was not an average 18th century crofter.</span><br />
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<span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; display: inline !important; float: none; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 19.99px; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: black;">Mungo Park Sr. (1714-1793) was second generation tenant farmer like his father, Archibald Park (1682-1768). He leased the farm of <a href="http://www.scottish-places.info/towns/townfirst4780.html" target="_blank">Foulshiels</a> from Henry, the 3rd Duke of Buccleuch. It was located <span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; display: inline !important; float: none; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"> in the </span><a href="http://www.scottish-places.info/councils/councilfirst25.html" style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;" target="_blank">Scottish Borders</a><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; display: inline !important; float: none; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"> on the </span><a href="http://www.scottish-places.info/features/featurefirst3434.html" style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;" target="_blank">Yarrow Water</a><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; display: inline !important; float: none; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">, 3 miles (5 km) west of </span><a href="http://www.scottish-places.info/towns/townfirst243.html" style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: justify; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">Selkirk</a>.</span> <span style="background-color: transparent; display: inline; float: none; font-family: "arial" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: justify; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: normal;">Pictured here is what remains of the cottage today. A plaque commemorating Mungo Park, Jr. was placed there in 1888, some 80 years after his death. </span><br />
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</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: normal;">T</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: normal;">here are written descriptions stating the cottage was built of whinstone and lime, with no more than 3 apartments (rooms). </span></span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; display: inline !important; float: none; font-size-adjust: none; font-stretch: 100%; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; line-height: 19.99px; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: transparent; display: inline; float: none; font-family: "arial" , "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: justify; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: normal;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-size: normal;">In the book <a href="https://www.gutenberg.org/files/52285/52285-h/52285-h.htm" target="_blank">Mungo Park and the Niger</a>, Mungo Park Sr. is described as "<span style="display: inline; float: none; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">one of that type of Scottish fathers who will pinch his own body and double the slavery of his life in order that his children may receive a better </span><span style="display: inline; float: none; font-family: "arial" , "arial" , sans-serif;">education than he himself had, and that their minds at least may not be starved and stunted." In Mungo Park the explorer's <a href="https://archive.org/details/journalamission01parkgoog" target="_blank">memoirs</a>, posthumously published in 1815, it states that "among the estimable qualities which distinguished his father's character was a constant and unremitting attention to the education of his children. His family being numerous, he did not content himself with personally supervising every part of their education; although far from being in affluent circumstances, engaged a private teacher to reside in his house and assist in their early instruction. It is most satisfactory to add that these paternal cares were followed by the happiest results and received their appropriate reward. Mr. Park had the gratification of seeing the greater part of his children settled during his life, and witnessing their success and prosperity."</span></span></span></span> I'm left wondering how they all fit in the small cottage!</span></span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;">My direct ancestor was Mungo and Elspeth's 8th born child Alexander Park. He became a lawyer, </span><a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Society_of_Writers_to_Her_Majesty%27s_Signet" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;" target="_blank">Writer to the Signet</a><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;"> and later a banker. He is credited in brother Mungo's posthumous book… </span><i style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;">"the editor has been likewise assisted by much useful information which he has received from … Mr. Adam Park </i><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;">(who was also a doctor</span><i style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;">) of Gravesend and Mr. Alexander Park of Selkirk, the latter of whom is unfortunately since dead."</i><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;"> I wrote about the major banking scandal that my 4th great grandfather became associated with </span><a href="http://www.libbyonthelabel.ca/2018/01/victorian-odyssey-1858-1872-letters-of.html#.W4yhVkobdQk.link" style="font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;">here.</a><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: 16px; text-align: justify;"> I've made a few enquiries in Scotland to find out more about his untimely death, but to read the strange wording in this acknowledgment adds to my feeling that he committed suicide. </span></span></div>
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</span>Libby Park Hermanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01413874020443090712noreply@blogger.com0Scottish Borders, UK55.548569699999987 -2.786138800000003454.39808219999999 -5.3679258000000036 56.699057199999984 -0.20435180000000353tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664168778050788113.post-47376778313048333552018-08-25T22:23:00.002-07:002018-08-26T11:46:09.074-07:00#52 Ancestors Week 34 - "Non Population"<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I realized with this week's prompt that all of my direct line ancestors left the United States before 1850. While none of them were card holding <a href="https://www.thecanadianencyclopedia.ca/en/article/united-empire-loyalists-association-of-canada/" target="_blank">United Empire Loyalists</a>, they were some of the first European settlers who emigrated from various states to Upper Canada (present day southern Ontario) in the early 1800's. Other branches emigrated from England and Scotland. From before1840 to the 1920's, all of my progenitors were Canadian. 🍁 Like always, researching for 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks turned up some interesting stuff...</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Reading about t</span><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">he U.S. 1850 - 1880 Industry and Manufacturers schedules sent me on frustrating hunt for the Canadian equivalent. I specifically went looking for more details about my great grandfather, Archie Park and his brothers. I knew they ran a successful manufacturing business. They had payroll expenses of approximately $200 a week. (Adjusted for today's dollar value that's about $5,540<span class="cwcot gsrt" id="cwos">. The average wage for a machinist working was about $14.50 a week according to <a href="https://outrunchange.com/2012/06/14/typical-wages-in-1860-through-1890/" target="_blank">this</a> fun blog which chronicles changing times.) I read about their payroll in a letter written by my great uncle, John Mungo Park, in 1890. He was my great grandfather's partner along with their eldest brother David James John Park. The various Canadian non population schedules are out there somewhere. A search of the <a href="https://www.bac-lac.gc.ca/eng/census/Pages/census.aspx" target="_blank">Library and Archives of Canada </a>gave me a headache. <a href="https://www12.statcan.gc.ca/census-recensement/index-eng.cfm" target="_blank">Statistics Canada </a>also analyzes the population using different schedules throughout the years. If anyone reading this knows how to easily find Canadian non population schedules, please let me know!</span></span><br />
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</span> Samuel Martin (1839-1908) was an entrepreneur/realto<span style="font-size: normal;">r. In 1878 he purchased 600 acres of marshland in Dover Township, Ontario for $75. He planned to drain and cultivate the land. He set up a 50 acre test plot where he constructed a 4 foot dyke. There were failed attempts to remove the water using wind and steam powered pumps. He came up with the idea to construct a large scooper type wheel that would be powered by an engine to continuously lift the water up and over the dyke.</span><span style="font-size: normal;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "arial" , sans-serif;"> <span style="font-family: "arial" , "arial" , serif;">He commissioned the Park Brothers Foundry to construct the wheel according to specs by local engineer E.B. Jones. In 1880, the wheel successfully drained the 50 acre test area within a week's time. The land was then planted and produced a high yield corn crop that summer! They would go on to transform thousands of acres of marshland into some of the most fertile land in Chatham-Kent. The photo is the cover of a book written about the big project, compiled by Marion Matt in 1979.</span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">There's a whopper of a <span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">"Family Legend" that has been circulating in the Marr family for centuries. Family historians, genealogists and fortune seekers have been trying to prove their connection to the Earl of Mar, and claim their stake in vast land holdings in the UK. Years ago, I found a notice in my grandmother Jean Marr Park's old papers. I posted it on ancestry where it has been shared over 200 times, and reposted even more<span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; display: inline !important; float: none; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">.The original is in a file in storage, and I'm too lazy to go hunting for it at the moment. I'll post a transcript of the whole thing after the jump. Scroll through if you would rather just read why the descendants of Lawrence Marr (my 6th great grandfather) are convinced he was the rightful heir to the Earldom.</span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<i><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: transparent; display: inline; float: none; font-size: 16px; font-variant: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><b>Calling The Marr Families if Early New Jersey, Pennsylvania, Canada, Michigan </b></span></span></span></span><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: "times new roman"; font-size: 16px; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="background-color: transparent; display: inline; float: none; font-size: 16px; font-variant: normal; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">On September 4, 1874 this notice appeared in a Lansing, Michigan newspaper: "Marr Family Convention, September 1, 1874: On Tuesday afternoon, representatives to the number of 26 held a meeting in this city at the Chapman House and formed a state organization for the purpose of proving their right to the Marr estate in Scotland... the meeting Tuesday brought together uncles, aunts, nephews, and nieces who had not seen each other for years.." As far as the writer knows, this was the only meeting held. It seems evident that it was sparked by the descendants of Lawrence Marr. Data on this family appear in a number of sources, but the "Marr Family Chart," by William Price Marr (1919) - a copy in the Library of Congress - show the family:</span></span></span></span></i></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: "times new roman"; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; display: inline !important; float: none; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><i><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">WILLIAM (2) MARR, b. 1751, said to be buried in Cherry Valley PA; m. Ann --- and lived in Mt. Bethel, PA. Records are sketchy. It is thought, but not proved, that *<b>William was the father of the Marr brothers who emigrated to Markham, York Co., Ontario in 1801.</b> The four brothers were: William, who died in 1862 aged 92 years; Joseph; John who died in 1808; and Alem. The petition of John Marr from Stamford "humbly sheweth that your petitioner came into the province about two years ago from Pennsylvania with three of his brothers and their families and with his mother and sister (who are since married) who constituted your petitioner's family, his father being deceased. That your petitioner has a yoke of oxen, et cetera... and prays your Excellency to give him a Lot in Markham for immediate settlement. Granted Nov. 9, 1801." Another source mentions a James and Mary Marr of Mt. Bethel, PA, who also went to Canada and settled in Markham Township.<b> Please contact this writer if you are connected with the William Marr branch.</b></span></i></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: "times new roman"; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; display: inline !important; float: none; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><i><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">THOMAS (2) MARR, b. 1753 is said to have died enroute to Canada. He had lived at Mt. Bethel, PA. Charles S. Marr, elected Secretary of the Meeting in Lansing, Michigan was a grandson of this Thomas whose children were: John; Richard, b. 1778; Lawrence; and Michael Loomis.</span></i></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: "times new roman"; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; display: inline !important; float: none; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><i><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">It appears that probably those individuals who attended the Marr Convention in Lansing were either descendants of the above persons or of other brothers and sisters, or close relatives. Those at the conventions were: MICHIGAN: CHARLES S. MARR, Battle Creek; DANIEL R, MARR, Dowagiac, CORNELIUS M. CAMERON, son of ELIZABETH MARR, Flint; ERASTUS R,. MARR, Caro, Tuscola;<b> </b> JESSIE {my gg- grandfather} , EOS, HARLAN, and CRYUS, Howell, Livingston County; MRS. EUNICE MARR BUTLER, Waterloo, Jackson Co.; PARKER MARR and P.O. NILES, Berrien Co./ A.N. RUNDIO and wife; ALBEAN BUTLER, son of EUNICE MARR BUTLER; Adrian; J.W. MARR, Edwardsburg, Cass Co.; GEORGE MARR, Hickory Corners, Barry Co. ILLINOIS: DENNIS MARR, Waukegan; DAVID CAMPBELL and wife, Durand; and HARRIET KETCHUM, Rockford. IOWA: JAMES F. MARR, Fort Madison; and J.W. Cushman, Sheridan, Cucas Co. WISCONSIN: R.P. MARR, Kenosha. INDIANA: DAVID MARR and P.O. ANGOLA, Steuben Co. LOUISIANA: J.M.B. TUCKER, husband of CALEDONIA MARRS, Natchitoches. CANADA: JOSEPH MARR, Woodhouse, (Mrs. Cambell, Mrs, Ketchem and the wife of A.N. Rundio were sisters, the daugs. of Mollie, a dau. of JAMES MARR, Gratiot Co., MI) {end of article}</span></i></span></span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: "times new roman"; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; display: inline !important; float: none; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">William Marr Sr. was my ancestor. According to the U.S. and International Marriage Records,1560-1900, he was born in 1732 and married Ann (also known as Anna L.) in 1764. He was a Private for the Pennsylvania Militia during the Revolutionary War. He died on February 4th, 1789 in Northampton, Pa. His son William Jr. (along with the brothers mentioned above) did emigrate to Markham, Canada in 1801. I posted about their journey for Week 28 - "Travel" <a href="http://www.libbyonthelabel.ca/2018/07/52-ancestors-week-28-travel_11.html#.W3RbO9LQYv5.link" target="_blank">here.</a></span></span></span><br />
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</span></span></span> <span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: "times new roman"; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; display: inline !important; float: none; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">If you're a fan of the TV show Outlander, you've heard of the Earl of Mar. <span style="color: #001003;">He is one of the real life characters featured in the show. He is described as "</span>a Jacobite whom Jamie corresponds with. An elderly, courtly man, he is the most respected of the Scottish Jacobites in Paris and had been the primary supporter of King James during the first Rising in 1715." Apart from corresponding with lead character Jamie, the description is historically correct. </span></span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; font-family: "times new roman"; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; display: inline !important; float: none; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">This is where it gets confusing for me, not to mention far fetched. According to one Marr family legend, Lawrence Marr is the brother of that Earl of Mar. The following description is from <i>"The Longpoint Settlers; Sketch XXV - The Earl of Marr, The Marrs and the Lemons of Longpoint" ...</i></span></span></span><br />
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: "times new roman"; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; display: inline !important; float: none; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="background-color: transparent; display: inline; float: none; font-family: "source sans pro" , "helvetica neue" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><i></i><br /></span></span></span></span></span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: "times new roman"; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; display: inline !important; float: none; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="background-color: transparent; display: inline; float: none; font-family: "source sans pro" , "helvetica neue" , "arial" , sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">"It is said the Earl of Mar who led the insurrection in 1715 was a bachelor, and left a fine property in the vicinity of Paisley, County of Renfrew; and it is said Lawrence was the only brother who married and had children. It is upon this condition of things that the descendants of Lawrence Marr base their expectations of receiving a fortune. It has cost them a considerable sum already by way of investigations, and the chances are that, after incurring additional expenditure, the fortune will still " be acomin'," as is the case with the fortunes of so many of our old families. As before stated, there is good circumstantial evidence in favor of the claim. Lawrence is said to be the name of the missing heir, and Lawrence was the name of the grand-ancestor of the family in America, and, according to a family tradition, he was a refugee from his native land on account of his participation in the Highland Revolt. David Marr, t</span><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">he old Norfolk pioneer, had in his possession, it is said, a pair of massive silver knee-buckles and a pair of silver shoe-buckles which had belonged to his father; and if these silver trappings had been worn by him in the Highlands, it would signify a social standing several degrees above the commonalty of the Highland peasantry."</span></span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: "times new roman"; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; display: inline !important; float: none; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">You can read the whole story with source annotations <a href="https://sites.google.com/site/longpointsettlers/owen-chapter-5" target="_blank">here.</a> There are two possible ancestry lines that have been claimed as belonging to Lawrence Marr, the other in the footnotes.</span></span></span></span></span><br />
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</span></span></span></span></span> <span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: "times new roman"; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; display: inline !important; float: none; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; box-sizing: border-box; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">I grew up being vaguely aware of the "we're descendants of the Earl of Mar" story. It's reassuring to note that there were many other people that were raised with the same tall tale. Here's what I know for sure. My great grandmother and great grandfather had tea with the Countess and Earl of Mar! My aunt remembers the story well, but not exactly where it took place. We figured out the date must have been before World War 2. Her grandparents, Dr. and Mrs. Delaski Marr, were in Europe around 1937 -1938. Prior to their trip my great grandmother wrote a letter to the esteemed couple saying that they would be travelling to England, and asked if they could visit the castle. They received a response with an invitation to come for tea! The Earl of Mar at that time must have been Walter Erskine and his wife Lady Violet Ashton-Cooper. Their <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Alloa_Tower" target="_blank">ancestral home </a>is in Scotland, but my aunt's memory is that they had tea at a castle in the south of England, maybe Devon. There are many castles in the area, but I have no idea which one it might have been.</span></span></span></span></span><br />
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Margaret Ainslie Veitch was the youngest child of John Veitch and Barbara Ainslie Veitch. My Veitch ancestor was the ill fated Alison Veitch Park who I wrote about for <a href="http://www.libbyonthelabel.ca/2018/01/victorian-odyssey-1858-1872-letters-of.html#.W23sIn3vPo4.link" target="_blank">Week 4 - "Invite to Dinner".</a> They were sisters. Alison Veitch Park's husband, Alexander Park, died suddenly when he was 41. This left her with a huge bank debt and 10 children to raise, ranging in age from 3 months to 14 years. Alexander Park was a "Cautioner" at the wedding of my 5th great aunt, Margaret Ainslie Veitch, just two years before he passed away. The groom was Gilbert Amos, a lawyer and writer, the same occupation as Alexander. It makes me wonder if the two men were colleagues of some kind.<br />
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Gilbert Amos died just after his youngest child was born, around 1822, at age 32. The couple had 7 young children ranging in age from 9 to 1 years old. Several of the children emigrated to Ontario, Canada as young adults. My newly discovered cousin's ancestor was one of those kids. I had never known about the Veitch branch of the family tree before I started researching ancestry. I am very excited to connect with a relative who has an oral history of their stories. Her ancestors emigrated to Canada a generation before mine (in this tree branch). They ended up settling about 200 kilometres from one another, and I doubt they were even aware. How fitting that we connected on "Youngest" week!<!-- Go to www.addthis.com/dashboard to customize your tools --><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><b></b><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"></span><span style="font-size: xx-small;"></span>Finding an old letter is like hitting the jackpot. Most of the time the letter writer never imagined that their correspondence would find a captive audience hundreds of years later. Sometimes the chatty bits offer more clues than official documentation. One can see that a family member moved around the world, but a Passenger Manifest offers no insight about the motivation for the migration. A letter inquiring about my great great grandfather, who had gone missing, proved more insightful than any of his paper trail. He was the focus of Week 26's post <a href="http://www.libbyonthelabel.ca/2018/06/52-ancestors-week-25-black-sheep.html#.W2KMy0i8elQ.link" target="_blank">"Black Sheep"</a> . Recently I found the "oldest" letter, which was intended to be passed down from generation to generation.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">This week's prompt led me back to the Willard family tree branch. I wrote about the friendly, inclusive and knowledgeable <a href="https://www.willardfamilyassn.org/" target="_blank">Willard Family Association</a> <a href="http://www.libbyonthelabel.ca/2018/07/52-ancestors-week-27-independence-day.html#.W2TCuMSUens.link" target="_blank">here.</a> I have ancestors with Willard as a middle name and first name, stemming from my father's maternal line. There weren't any stories handed down about the Willards that anyone living can remember. My great grandmother's name was Eunice Willard Little. She was the last anyone knew of with that name. I joined the facebook group for the "WFA" and together we figured out my connection to Simon Willard (pictured), who immigrated from Horsmonden, Kent, England to the Massachusetts Bay Colony in 1634. It was relatively easy because from Eunice Willard's father on back, all my antecedents were male.</span></span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">For the purpose of this post I want to talk about this letter, which has been reproduced and passed on for years, as a letter written by Simon Willard himself to his imagined progeny. The locution and phraseology struck me as too "modern" to be written in the 1600's. It begins like this:</span><br />
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<span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; display: inline !important; float: none; font-size: 16px; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"> </span><i><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: black;"><b style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; font-size: 16px; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 700; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">To my children</b><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; display: inline !important; float: none; font-size: 16px; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">, - for so I call you, though belonging to different generations, - listen to my words of instruction, warning, and advice. </span><br style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; font-size: 16px; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;" /><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; display: inline !important; float: none; font-size: 16px; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"> It is my privilege and my duty to hold converse with you, as I have been constituted by our heavenly Father, the founder of a numerous race on these Western shores. Born before the settlement of Jamestown and Plymouth, and of an age to remember the voyage of the 'Mayflower,' - the news whereof was brought even to my retired village of Horsmonden, - I was permitted to live through an important epoch, when great principles were in discussion, the settlement of which would affect future generations in the establishment of justice and right, or the perpetuation of wrong under forms of law.</span></span></span></i><b></b><u></u><sub></sub><sup></sup><strike></strike><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: black;">The gist of the letter was to tell of his life and journey to the Colonies ("<span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; display: inline !important; float: none; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">I determined to join those who were seeking a home in the wilderness, where we might worship God in a way which we thought was of his appointment."), and his emotional uncertainty in leaving all that he knew and loved behind. The letter is not dated. He waxes nostalgic about all that had happened since his arrival in the New World. (Among his many accomplishments, <span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; display: inline !important; float: none; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">Simon Willard, with Peter Bulkeley, bought Concord, Massachusetts from the Indigenous people. He </span><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; display: inline !important; float: none; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">held the many of the highest offices. He was one of the </span><span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; display: inline !important; float: none; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">Governor's council, a member of the Supreme Judicial Court, and deputy to the General Court for fifteen years.) </span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">His son, Reverend Samuel Willard, a devout Puritan, was instrumental in ending the mass hysteria known as the Salem Witch Trials. <a href="https://www.bostonteapartyship.com/boston-attractions/old-south-meeting-house/samuel-willard-salem-witch-trials" target="_blank">Here</a> is an account of what brought him to this position. The photo from the Massachusetts State House Mural is "The Dawn of Tolerance in Massachusetts. Public Repentance of Judge Samuel Sewall". It is Reverend Samuel Willard reading the Judges' apology.</span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">This sent me into a research tizzy, because the date of this event, January 14, 1697, is over twenty years after his father, Major Samuel Willard, died. How could he have written a letter mentioning his son's opposition to the Salem Witch Trials (the greatest delusion that ever visited this land) when it hadn't happened yet?! 😑</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: black;">That is why it is Thursday, and I'm finally getting around to posting for the week! The letter was published in <span style="-webkit-text-stroke-width: 0px; background-color: transparent; display: inline !important; float: none; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; orphans: 2; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">the Willard Memoir; Life and Times of Major Simon Willard, 1858, by Joseph Willard. You can read the entire book <a href="https://archive.org/details/willardmemoirorl1858will" target="_blank">here.</a> Don't you just love the internet? As it turns out the "Letter" was written by the book's author circa 1858. After years of exhaustive research, he felt a strong enough bond to imagine Simon Willard's words, as he states in the Conclusion of his memoir, <a href="https://archive.org/stream/willardmemoirorl1858will#page/446" target="_blank">here</a>. This letter has been widely disseminated to be the words of Simon Willard. Not so! </span></span></span><br />
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Libby Park Hermanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01413874020443090712noreply@blogger.com2Concord, MA, USA42.4603719 -71.34894839999998342.366653899999996 -71.510309899999982 42.5540899 -71.187586899999985tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664168778050788113.post-85049337870922874332018-07-25T22:47:00.000-07:002018-07-28T11:56:00.605-07:00#52 Ancestors Week 30 - "Colourful"<br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Since I live in Canada now, I always add the "extra" vowels, and I don't want to get out of the habit. I have already written about the most colourful character in my family for Week 2- Favourite photo, my grandmother <a href="http://www.libbyonthelabel.ca/2018/01/week-2-favourite-photo.html#.W1lZ84_Y03Y.link" target="_blank">Jean Treleaven Marr Park</a>. I'm going to feature someone else, but going through more of her old photos, I found a few that literally made me lol. These were taken at Rondeau Park in Morpeth, Ontario circa 1920. Her friends were hilarious, too!</span><br />
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<span style="color: black;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I remember her telling me that she had a crush on <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guy_Lombardo" target="_blank">Guy Lombardo's</a> brother, and I think I found a<span style="background-color: transparent;"> picture of the two of them. <span style="background-color: transparent; display: inline; float: none; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"> </span></span><span style="background-color: transparent;"><span style="background-color: transparent; display: inline; float: none; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">My aunt tells me they were "an item". After both of my Grandma Jean's husbands passed away, she moved to</span></span></span></span><br />
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<span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Vancouver and lived with my aunt. Apparently, Mr. Lombardo came to visit her when he was in town along with his much younger wife. Maybe he wanted to show her what she missed out on! </span><br />
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</span> <span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">So far I can verify the connections with the Pioneers on my mother's side of the family. They are from the same small towns in Lincolnshire, England as my direct ancestors. The churches there kept meticulous records of every major event in their parishioner's lives. My mother was a religious person. When I was a child we went to church every Sunday. She was even a Sunday School teacher for a time. It makes you wonder about the nature/nurture aspect of what makes people tick. 💜</span><br />
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<script src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=ra-5a6ffea3399d3f9e" type="text/javascript"></script><br />Libby Park Hermanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01413874020443090712noreply@blogger.com0Salt Lake City, UT, USA40.7607793 -111.8910473999999940.568390300000004 -112.21377089999999 40.9531683 -111.5683239tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1664168778050788113.post-39590731866725831232018-07-18T21:49:00.000-07:002018-07-21T22:03:11.665-07:00#52 Ancestors Week 28 - "Music"<div style="background-color: transparent; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy1iXFe649carcEI1RPTkAFHYLz5HoCAl1JsUbuMDbflvb911H-Rw_8Ez5_IK7MIcGmcZemhnrpAVS_aIfhvvY18NK7avFYYxX5TlrecGVsMqKJoh5_w9Q5pH6Bt59isxtVyGuW9xM5nI/s1600/Minerva+Tweed.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="306" data-original-width="210" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiy1iXFe649carcEI1RPTkAFHYLz5HoCAl1JsUbuMDbflvb911H-Rw_8Ez5_IK7MIcGmcZemhnrpAVS_aIfhvvY18NK7avFYYxX5TlrecGVsMqKJoh5_w9Q5pH6Bt59isxtVyGuW9xM5nI/s200/Minerva+Tweed.jpg" width="137" /></a></div><span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">There are so many family names that I wish I'd had known about. I really like them. They're old timey, but still classic. Eunice is one. There has been a Eunice in my paternal line since Eunice Hazen Willard in 1736. My paternal aunt is a Eunice, although she goes by her middle name. Another repeating name that I love is Minerva. Minerva was the Roman goddess of music and poetry, so I thought I'd look into 3rd great aunt Minerva Anne Treleaven Tweed who was a music teacher! Maybe her lyrical name was an omen.</span></div><div style="background-color: transparent; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"></div><a name='more'></a><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: black;"><br />
</span></span> <span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: black;">There is a musical superstar in the family, but since she lived to be over 100 years old I wrote about her for <a href="http://www.libbyonthelabel.ca/2018/01/52-ancestors-week-3-longevity.html#.W1AXKIonjZc.link" target="_blank">Week 3 - "Longevity</a>.Frances Marr Adaskin was a gifted pianist and accompanied her husband who was a violin virtuoso. They <span style="background-color: transparent; display: inline; float: none; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="background-color: transparent; display: inline; float: none; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">toured Canada, the USA, Great Britain and Europe and performed often for CBC radio. They were both appointed Officer of the Order of Canada, Harry Adaskin in 1974. Frances received the honour on December 15, 1976 and was invested as a Member on April 29, 1777. Her award was for "a life devoted to music as an accompanist of international repute and as a soloist and teacher". </span></span></span></span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><div><b><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;"> Eunice Willard Litte Marr (centre)</span></b></div><div><b><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">Frances, Charlie & Jean </span></b></div><div><b><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: xx-small;">her children (l-r)</span></b></div></td></tr>
</tbody></table><span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><b></b><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"></span><span style="font-size: xx-small;"></span><b></b><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"></span><span style="font-size: xx-small;"></span><b></b><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"></span><span style="font-size: xx-small;"></span>Auntie Fran's mother was musical as well. My great grandmother Eunice Little Marr played the piano and had a beautiful singing voice, according to my dad. Minerva Ann Treleaven (Tweed) was Eunice's aunt, my great great grandmother Esther Melissa Treleaven's (Little) sister. According to the Census of 1881, at 22 years of age Minerva was married with two children, and listed as "music teacher" under occupation. I don't think a lot of women worked after they got married, and with a two year old and a baby, I'm impressed!</span></div><div style="background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"></span><span style="color: black;"></span><br />
</div><div style="background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">The Treleavens were a very close knit family. I wrote about a big gathering they had for my 3rd great grandparents 60th wedding anniversary <a href="http://www.libbyonthelabel.ca/2018/02/insomnia-and-youtube.html#.W1ADTcKaH1o.link" target="_blank">here.</a> John and Eunice Willard Treleaven married on January 1st, 1844 on Amherst Island, which is about 10 kilometers west of Kingston, Ontario. Eight of their ten children were born there. In 1861 they moved their growing family to Lucknow, Ontario. Records show that John operated a general store in Lucknow until 1882. That is when seven of their nine living children and their families <span style="background-color: transparent; display: inline; float: none; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">moved with John and Eunice to Manitoba. </span> Only two daughters, my great great grandmother Esther Melissa and her sister Elizabeth Jane Treleaven remained in Ontario.</span></div><div style="background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"></span><span style="color: black;"></span><br />
</div><div style="background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="background-color: transparent; color: black; display: inline; float: none; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">Minerva Ann Treleaven, her husband George Fenyk Tweed and their two oldest children, Florence Minerva and Harvey Russell Tweed made the move to the Northwest. <span style="background-color: transparent; display: inline; float: none; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"> Minerva's sister, Alvina Loretta Treleaven married George Tweed's brother, William Errington Tweed in Lucknow, Ontario in 1882 just prior to moving with the family. All nine of their children were born in this new frontier.</span> The Treleaven clan lived very close to one another, farming and homesteading. No mention of Minerva being a music teacher here! </span></div><div style="background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="background-color: transparent; display: inline; float: none; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><br />
</span> <span style="background-color: transparent; display: inline; float: none; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">The Tweed progeny have been generous with their photos and recollections on social media. Their <a href="https://wc.rootsweb.ancestry.com/cgi-bin/igm.cgi?op=GET&db=ltweed&id=I538" target="_blank">RootsWeb </a>page includes a story that one of Minerva's grandchildren says they were told as children:</span></span></span></div><div style="background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><span style="color: black;"><span style="background-color: transparent; display: inline; float: none; font-size: 16px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><br />
</span> <i><span style="background-color: transparent; display: inline; float: none; font-size: 16px; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;">Min and George's farm was next door to her parent's, John (1820) and Eunice Treleaven. Min looked out the window one day and saw Indians setting fire to the prairies. She quickly hitched up a team to a wagon, put her four children in the wagon, and raced to her parents. When they (the Tweeds) returned to their homestead next day, all was burned. That would be about 1887 or 1888.</span></i></span></span></div><div style="background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><i><span style="background-color: transparent; display: inline; float: none; font-size: 16px; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"></span><span style="color: black;"></span><br />
</span></i></div><div style="background-color: transparent; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: 400; letter-spacing: normal; margin: 0px; text-align: left; text-decoration: none; text-indent: 0px; text-transform: none; white-space: normal; word-spacing: 0px;"><span style="color: black; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">I have a feeling that Minerva might have been a name passed down through the Willard family. My 3rd great grandmother, Eunice Willard Treleaven named a daughter Minerva, and her brother, George Willard also named a daughter Minerva. Not much is known about their mother's side of the family. No Birth, Death or Marriage records, or even a name that can be verified 100%. Her name is probably Lydia. I wouldn't be surprised at all if there is a Minerva somewhere on her side of the family, maybe her mother or sister.</span><br />
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