tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-61889786160340398702024-03-13T23:56:11.668-05:00Nellie's BasketA blog to share some of my family history findings, stories and pictures.Nelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04312714636634341530noreply@blogger.comBlogger48125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188978616034039870.post-76404582637594466062018-08-07T19:58:00.001-05:002018-08-07T19:58:48.915-05:00My Life on a Shelf<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE0H8lxLe4I5Ny076ClVPs6wwNFcL14qoeLV5baMmcb0b9LuXBoBwUrM1e3L0zxpiewCmTa865ND3q8BN8sWeQ5ES5cC28eiO2EJybiP88HZIGWgas-sUp4XYBzgTPyYYAkm7L7OUzk7Ta/s1600/Shelf.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhE0H8lxLe4I5Ny076ClVPs6wwNFcL14qoeLV5baMmcb0b9LuXBoBwUrM1e3L0zxpiewCmTa865ND3q8BN8sWeQ5ES5cC28eiO2EJybiP88HZIGWgas-sUp4XYBzgTPyYYAkm7L7OUzk7Ta/s200/Shelf.jpg" width="158" /></a><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Yesterday, I had fun adding some cute paper to the back of this built-in shelf in my living room. As I was putting things back in place, I realized how many people contributed to the items here and how much of my life’s story can be told.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">As genealogists, so often we are focused on other people’s stories and forget about our own, so here is bit of my story and just some of the people in it.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">1. Great-grandpa John Erickson and his children.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">2. The gargoyle was a gift from my college history professor. I was his TA for 2 years and he and his wife were part of a trip I took to England, Scotland and Paris. What made the trip extra special was sharing it with my cousin Liz.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">3. From my friend Brenda. We exchange Christmas ornaments, but "Hope" stays up all year.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">4. A mug made by my sister, Britt, given to me during the years I owned and operated a coffee shop.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">5. A gift from one of my former coffee shop employees who went to work at a school in Peru.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">6. Actual foot-binding shoes from a college classmate who was a missionary in China.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">7. Great grandparents Cecil Lloyd Walters and Emma (Ransom) on their wedding day.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">8. A bird cage and baby’s breath that Mom and I used as part of the decorations for a bridal shower for our friend Ellie. We were so honored to have helped! The burlap roses are also from the shower.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">9. A favorite photo from a family get-a-way to Duluth a number of years ago. We set out on an unknown road and found a fun bridge and hiking paths.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">10. A camera from a day antique shopping with Brenda.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">11. Pen nibs and a container. I’ve always been fascinated with old pens and nibs. When Grandma Erickson moved out of the farmhouse, the family was invited to take some keepsakes and this was something I chose. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">12. Grandparents Chuck and Marion Walters.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">13. A star made by my cousin Kristina.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">14. Great-great grandparents, Victor and Nellie Vidlund.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">15. “Sisters by Heart” from my sister, Tami.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">16. A small jar found by my parents between the old walls in a house we lived in (and they renovated) in Wells, MN.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">17. A nesting doll Dad brought back from one of his mission trips to Belarus.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">18. I used to buy a tea set on every family vacation. This one Tami surprised me with after a fun visit to a museum near where she lived in Virginia.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">19. Great-grandpa Fred Wendorf’s World War 1 id tag.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">20. Grandma Lorayne Erickson</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">21. A watch that belonged to my Great-great Grandma Amy Phares, given to me by my aunt Jackie </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">22. Great-great Grandparents John and Eva Lundeen</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">23. A bowl from my cousin Kimberly, given to me after a mission trip to Africa.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Plus, scattered throughout are several antique shop and garage sale finds made with Mom.</span><br />
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Nelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04312714636634341530noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188978616034039870.post-85014402322218726812018-04-19T19:16:00.000-05:002018-04-19T19:16:03.214-05:00My First Murder Victim - Peter Didricsson<br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">To clarify: First murder victim I've discovered in my
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I'm pretty sure none of my Swedish <br />ancestors had a fireplace like this one at <br />the American Swedish Institute.</td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Peter Didricsson > Elin Petersdotter > Johan Nilsson > Eva Jonasdotter/Nilsson > Edward Lundeen > Marion Lundeen</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">This past winter I went through a bit of “Swedish phase.” I’m
not sure what triggered it, but I’m half-Swedish (with both my parents being
the same), so it was bound to happen. I bought a Swedish cookbook, made Swedish
recipes, and had a Swedish day with my sister as we visited the American Swedish Institute in Minneapolis, had Fika and ended with a trip to IKEA. I also took
full advantage of a free weekend offered by ArkivDigital, a website with
amazing Swedish records. If you aren’t familiar with the old church records
from Swedish, they are quite amazing when it comes to genealogy
resources (at least for the locations I’ve researched).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Once you find the right family, it can be quite easy to
trace family members back thanks to a system of cross-references across
different volumes and record types. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Although I don’t know Swedish, with some online helps, I was
able to quite confidently trace my way from person to person, generation to
generation.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Now we come to Peter Didricsson.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Peter is my 5-times great grandfather. He was born on 16
March, 1776 in Tingsås, Kronoberg, Sweden. He moved to Räveboda, Urshult
(parish), Kronoberg (county), Sweden around 1804, about the same time he married
Ingjerd Månsdotter, a widow with a young daughter. Peter and Ingjerd had 5 children. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Peter worked first as a tenant farmer and later owned a farm
in <span style="color: black; mso-ascii-font-family: Calibri; mso-bidi-font-family: Calibri; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-hansi-font-family: Calibri;">Rossvik
Storegård and Buskahult Tykagård, both in Urshult parish. Then in 1821, Peter
and his family moved to Hösjömåla where he was once again renting a farm. It
was while looking at a 1821 entry in a household examination (books used by the church to keep
track of the people and a major genealogical resource), that I noticed a
notation for Peter that read <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">mördad</i>. I pulled up my handy cheat sheet of Swedish
words and literally gasped to see it meant “murdered.”<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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to find a record of his death on 13 November, 1821. Unfortunately, it was
written in an old Gothic style of writing, making a translation (even with the
help of Google) impossible for me. Fortunately, I have found a group of <b>very
</b>helpful fans of Swedish genealogy on Facebook who know a lot more about these records than
I do. Within an hour of posting my inquiry, I was given a translation of the
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<span style="background: white; line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;">Peter Didricsson in
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: "arial" , "helvetica" , sans-serif;"><br />(It was also suggested
to me that since he was murdered, it might be possible to find court documents.
I will have to do some more digging and see what I can find. Stay tuned!)</span></div>
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and children ranging ages 3-16. Life appears to have continued to be hard for
the twice-widowed Ingjerd who later appears as <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">utfattig</i>
(beggarly, impoverish). She died on 24 March, 1843.</span></span></div>
Nelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04312714636634341530noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188978616034039870.post-44411048662360649932018-03-31T21:37:00.000-05:002018-04-01T14:14:42.749-05:00Marion's First School<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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My grandmother, <a href="http://nelliesbasket.blogspot.com/2014/07/charles-lloyd-walters-and-marian.html">Marion (Lundeen) Walters</a> was a grade school teacher. Much of her teaching career was as a first-grade teacher in Annandale, MN. Early in her career, however, she taught in a one-room school house at Camp Lake School near her home in Albion, Wright Co., MN.<br />
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During her first year in 1949, the pastor of the Albion Evangelical Free Church, Rev. Joy Cummings, came to the school with his movie camera to film Marion and her students.<br />
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My grandma died before I was born, so this video is very special. What fun to be able to see a little of her playfulness and "the look" I've heard so much about.<br />
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A few years ago, my mom had the film digitized. (There is no audio). Enjoy!<br />
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<br />Nelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04312714636634341530noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188978616034039870.post-69389157681018849572017-08-21T14:06:00.000-05:002017-08-21T14:06:55.379-05:00Cousins, cousins and more cousins<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">One of the things I enjoy about family history research is connecting
with various cousins from all across the county (and beyond), from different
branches of my family tree, connecting through a number of different places.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I’ve “met” family from California, Texas, New York, even
emails from Afghanistan. I’ve made connections with people through Ancestry
family trees, Ancestry DNA matches, Find A Grave photo requests, comments on my
blog, other blogs, message board posts, obituaries and more. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Most communications are by email with a few letters, but I’ve
had a chance to meet some people in the flesh too. When I was in college, my
mom and I traveled to Pennsylvania and met up with a cousin who showed us different
family sights. In more recent years I’ve had coffee a few times with a 4th
cousin, twice removed (or half 3rd cousin, twice removed, depending on how you
want to look at things). We first met and emailed through Ancestry a number of
years ago and then reconnected when I moved to “her” town.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My first look at Elizabeth (McPherson) Phares.<br />Thanks Cousin Gail!</td></tr>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">One of my recent DNA matches has a fun coincidence in that
we are twice related - he’s a 3rd cousin to my dad and a 3rd cousin to my mom!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">And of course the shared information is fantastic! One cousin
helped <a href="http://nelliesbasket.blogspot.com/2014/06/hans-larson-opsahl-mystery-solved.html">solve a family name mystery</a>, another shared information on family letter
from the 1600s she had discovered, and just this month I was sent some photos
and I saw my 3rd great-grandmother for the first time. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">And the story continues – this week, I’ve having lunch with
a couple more cousins I’ve recently connected with. Here’s to meeting more
family and sharing more stories!</span></div>
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Nelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04312714636634341530noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188978616034039870.post-22895237456650480392016-01-07T22:34:00.000-06:002016-01-07T22:34:06.694-06:00Verdette Walters - Minister and ... cheer leader?<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I made a fun discovery in yearbooks on Ancestry today. </span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In looking for Walters family in Iowa, I found several entries for Verdette Walters, the younger brother of my great-grandpa Cecil Lloyd Walters. Both brothers would become minsters, although I don't believe my Grandpa Walters had any formal training. </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Verdette, however, attended Morningside College in Sioux City, Iowa. The college was and still is affiliated with the Methodist Church.</span><br />
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<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTM68WcMOurGbAuDZl-3QExGwMXpn6zpkYiiVrct9vZTafQfzisRnE1yaIHLQacOGIedoNFR4rMMwWvVxzSKfKqdgkPalNE0D-vG_01C2s5ZGEqH3XF3uE3yGTu__vlmHwcuY5KVSTI-J_/s1600/Verdette.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTM68WcMOurGbAuDZl-3QExGwMXpn6zpkYiiVrct9vZTafQfzisRnE1yaIHLQacOGIedoNFR4rMMwWvVxzSKfKqdgkPalNE0D-vG_01C2s5ZGEqH3XF3uE3yGTu__vlmHwcuY5KVSTI-J_/s400/Verdette.jpg" /></a><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Verdette was involved in several organizations while at school, including being president and vice-president of several groups.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">From the yearbook, Verdette's Junior year, 1929:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">To see "Shorty" coming down the street you would think he was going to a fire somewhere, but owing to the fact that he is so tremendously short he feels that he must hurry to catch up with himself. He finds time to be a student-pastor at a small church in Luton, Iowa, balance a tray at the Dorm, and display his pugilistic tendencies on the mat in the gym to a profitable advantage.</span></blockquote>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">(Verdette had a twin sister who also went by the nickname "Shorty." I remember meeting her when I was young.)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Verdette added one more activity to his resume in his Senior year when he became a member of the Yell-leading Squad.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Before a really successful "Pep" Chapel can be held, it is necessary to have an organized team of yell-leaders to stir up the pep that is latent within us students. Accordingly, competitive tryouts for a cheering squad were held in the chapel a week before the first football game last fall. The judges, consisting of representatives from the faculty and three veterans...viewed the efforts of the ten or fifteen who had signified their desire to become contortionists for the glory of old Morningside. The hopeful aspirants, seated on the chapel platform, nervously awaited their turn. Each man led two yells, and when he had finished took his seat amid a storm of applause - whether any good or no. After considerable of [sic] solemn deliberation the judges decided upon Ervin Hutchison, a Freshman, and Verdette Walters, a Senior, to complete the roaring five. Our new yell squad, resplendent in uniforms of maroon and white, were first seen in action at the Augustana football game, where their earnest pleadings brought forth most satisfactory results, and gave promise of a successful cheer season.</span></blockquote>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Following college, Verdette married Vera Schuetz, also a student at Morningside. The couple made their way to California and Verdette served in various churches and as a chaplain in the US Army. He was in World War II and the Korean War. A sermon given in 1943 quoted Verdette on his feelings of serving the troops. “Not many of us relish the idea of ‘this war’ --- but under the circumstances, this opportunity to really serve one’s country through serving the young men in the army --- is proving to be an experience I would not have missed.” Verdette enlisted from 1943-1946 and again from 1947-1954.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sources: Morningside College Yearbooks, 1928-1930, 1933, Ancestry.com; <a href="http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=112884218">Find A Grave</a>; Department of Military Death Files, Ancestry.com; <a href="http://www.oocities.org/h_kingdon/sermons/1943/101743.htm">sermon</a> by Robert Wells Kingdon.</span>Nelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04312714636634341530noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188978616034039870.post-80011160256669200012015-09-28T10:00:00.000-05:002015-09-28T15:45:46.751-05:00Ruth Lindberg (1885-1918)<div class="MsoNormal">
Daughter of <a href="http://nelliesbasket.blogspot.com/2014/04/august-lindberg-52-ancestors-week-16.html">August and Alma Lindberg</a>, my great-great aunt.</div>
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I sometimes find myself feeling a bit melancholy when I come
across someone in my tree who died early in life. In a few generations, I
wonder, will anyone be interested in the great aunts and uncles who died
without leaving spouses or children? Will they be remembered?<o:p></o:p></div>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Ruth, Esther, Agnes, Carl, Beda, Lillie, Jessie<br />
Jeanette, August, Alma, Eldon</td></tr>
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One such person is Ruth Lindberg. She was the daughter of August
and Alma Lindberg, and sister to my great grandma, Agnes (Lindberg) Lundeen.
Ruth died at the age of 23 as a result of the Spanish Influenza, a pandemic
which (according to Wikipedia) killed 3-5 percent of the world population.<o:p></o:p><br />
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I recently visited the Wright County Historical Society to
research some family. One of the things I was hoping to find was an obituary or
some mention of Ruth in the local papers.
I wasn’t sure what I would find, mainly because much of the Lindberg
family had only been living in Cokato, MN for about a year.<o:p></o:p></div>
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I was glad to find the following article in the Cokato
Enterprise.</div>
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Obituary</blockquote>
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Friday morning, when the sudden and startling news was
broken, that Miss Ruth Lindberg was dead, her friends could hardly believe it.</blockquote>
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Ruth was a healthy and robust young woman and was admired by
all her many friends, for her sweet and smiling face that beamed with joy and
gladness. She had the charm of life which made for her friends who learned to
love and admire her.</blockquote>
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Miss Lindberg was ever thoughtful of others and found that
delight in whole-hearted Christian character helping others. Her unselfish and
[sic] won her many friends. Miss Lindberg had been in poor health while helping
her sister’s family, that was ill, and it was thought best that she be taken to
the hospital, and though she seemed to gain, pneumonia developed and her death
followed at 5 o’clock, Friday, Oct 25, 1918.</blockquote>
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She was born at Alta, Iowa, Feb. 2, 1895, and gave her heart
to Jesus Christ at an early age. She was a member of the Mission church and the
Young People’s society and an earnest Sunday school worker. She leaves to mourn
her, a father and mother, six sisters, two brothers and a host of friends.
Peace to her memory. Ruth is gone, but to us her life speaks sweetly. Soon the promised
great reunion will be here when Jesus Christ will bring them with Him, who have
died in faith, when their bodies rise in resurrection glory and we shall be
caught up together with them in the clouds to meet Him in the air. What a
gathering that will be. It is a blessed privilege to live in constant expectation
of this morning. Then shall we know the mystery of our sorrows, and the tears
wept down here will then sparkle like jewels, for we shall then find out that
all these things worked out for good for them who loved the Lord. </blockquote>
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Ruth is buried alongside her parents in the Cokato Cemetery.<o:p></o:p></div>
Nelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04312714636634341530noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188978616034039870.post-10450757724500474112015-09-27T11:25:00.000-05:002015-09-27T11:25:39.998-05:00New Amsterdam family, part 3<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">Magdalena
Dircks > Christina Rosenkrans > Johannes Cortright > Elisha Cortright
> Isaac Cortright > Mabel Cortright > Jameson Ransom > Charles
Ransom > Lillian Ransom > Charles Walters <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Arial, sans-serif; line-height: 18.2px;">(See <a href="http://nelliesbasket.blogspot.com/2015/06/new-amsterdam-family-part-1.html">Part 1</a> and <a href="http://nelliesbasket.blogspot.com/2015/06/new-amsterdam-family-part-2.html">Part 2</a>)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">Magdalena
Dircks was the daughter of Dirck Volckertson and Christina Vigne. She was born
sometime around 1635 and would have grown up witnessing the various incidents
that her father was involved in (not to mention a wide variety of troubles her
extended family caused, but that’s a whole other story). It is little wonder
then, that Magdalena herself would cause some trouble.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">In October
1652, Magdalena was married to Cornelius Van Dort. The couple had a daughter in
1654 and in 1655 Cornelius died. His death was probably a result of conflict
with local Native Americans. Magdalena then married Harmen Hendricksen (also
known as Harmen Rosenkrans) in March 1657, a time that also marks the beginning
of Magdalena’s first bit of trouble. Court records for March 1657 charge
Magdalena and her bridegroom with insulting the Fire
Warden of the City and causing a "street riot.” Magdalena appeared in
court without her new husband, where she admitted that she and her sister had
made a joke about Fire Warden Litschoe as they passed his home. Magdalena seemed
to think nothing of their comment, saying they always joked, but the warden
took great offense to it. It was ruled that such behavior was not "and
ought not to be tolerated on account of its bad consequences" and
Magdalena was fined 2 pounds, one to be paid to the church, the other to the
poor. She was warned if similar behavior continued other fines would follow.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">Unfortunately
for Magdalena, her wild behavior didn’t come to an end and unfortunately for
our story, the exact nature of her actions weren’t including in surviving
records. Whatever she did, it was bad enough for her to be sent back to
Netherlands, on account of her “dissolute life.” In June 1658, Harmen and
Magdalena petition to be allowed to return to New Netherlands. They asked that
their prior offenses be overlooked and if they were allowed to return, they
promised not to be involved in beer, wine or brandy. They said they would live
honestly, knowing additional charges against them would result in further
punishment.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">A
week later, the directors of the West India Company agreed to allow “Magdalena
Dircx, alias the Flying Angel” and her husband to return to New Amsterdam,
provided they lead a "quiet and honest life." The fact Magdalena’s
name was mentioned in the document, and not her husband’s, suggests she was
indeed the real reason for their banishment. (“Flying Angel,” it is thought, may
have been the name of a tavern ran by Magdalena.) <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">Sometime
around 1662, Magdalena and her family moved to Esopus in Ulster County. What
may have started as a clean slate for Magdalena, did not remain that way for
long. In October 1663, Magdalena was the defendant in a case against Roelof
Swartwout, a local official who oversaw that the laws were kept. He charged
Magdalena with hindering him when he was arresting Aeltje Claes. Magdalena said
she didn't interfere, but only questioned Swartwout why he was arresting her.
"Why do you want to disgrace her? She is neither a whore nor a thief.”
Magdalena was told to submit evidence in the next session to clear her name.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">The
conflicts and allegations surrounded Magdalena carry on for many more years,
however I have only been able to find partial books and records available online.
There is mention of debts, theft, violence, vulgar insults and even Magdalena’s
marital unfaithfulness. Someday I hope to find these records and sources for
myself. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">The
last record of Magdalena is in the will of her daughter, Sara Rosenkrans,
written in 1726, making Magdalena over 90 years old. Sara’s estate was left to
her mother and following Magdalena’s death it was to be distributed to her
siblings and nieces and nephews.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">Sources<i>: Records of the Reformed Dutch Church in
New Amsterdam and New York</i>, archive.org; <i>Baptisms of New Amsterdam Reformed Dutch Church 1639-1730</i>; <i>Dutch Records in the City Clerk’s Office New
York</i>, part 1; <i>New York Historical
Manuscripts: Dutch/New Netherland Documents</i>, NewNetherlandinstitute.org; <i>Invading Paradise: Esopus Setters at War
with Natives, 1659-1663</i> by Andrew Brink, books.google.com; <i>The Records of New Amsterdam from 1653 to
1674</i>, volumes 3, 5, 7, archive.org; <i>The
Dutch Records of Kingston, Ulster County, New York</i>, archive.org; “The
Flying Angel,” Fulkerson.org.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
Nelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04312714636634341530noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188978616034039870.post-55993153415814407732015-06-19T19:17:00.000-05:002015-06-19T19:19:46.806-05:00New Amsterdam family, part 2<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">Dirck
Volckertsen and Christina Vigne > Magdalena Dircks > Christina Rosenkrans
> Johannes Cortright > Elisha Cortright > Isaac Cortright > Mabel
Cortright > Jameson Ransom > Charles Ransom > Lillian Ransom >
Charles Walters<o:p></o:p></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">Continuing with my New Amsterdam ancestors. Part 2 of 3<br /><a href="http://nelliesbasket.blogspot.com/2015/06/new-amsterdam-family-part-1.html">(See part 1 here)</a></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">Dirck
Volckertsen was from Norway and often called “Noorman.” He married Christina Vigne,
probably around 1630. The couple had at least 8 children, with the youngest
being baptized in 1653 in New Amsterdam. Sometime after his father-in-law’s
death, Dirck is alongside his mother-in-law in dealing with the deceased’s
estate.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">The surviving
New Amsterdam documents include a wide variety of records including financial
agreements, land transaction and court cases. Dirck can be found in several of
these documents. One of the earliest was in May 1638, when Dirck received a
loan of fl.720 from Director Kieft and the West India Company. He was given 3
years to repay</span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif;">.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">Two months
later, Christina and Dirck are at odds with her new step-father, Jan Jansen
Damen. Apparently their family, as well as the family of Christina’s sister
Maria, was living in the same home as their mother Adriane Cuvelier and her new
husband, Damen. Perhaps tired of sharing his home with so many, Damen ordered
his new extended family out of him home. Things became violent as Damen shoved
Christina out of the house. Knives were drawn between Damen and Dirck and blood
was shed. See more <a href="http://nelliesbasket.blogspot.com/2015/06/new-amsterdam-family-part-1.html">here</a>.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">In the
following years, Dirck can often be found involved in additional court cases.
In 1639, Dirck and 4 other men were fined for being aboard a ship without
consent. As it was the first offence, the men were changed a relatively small
fine. A couple years later, Dirck claims he innocently purchased a rope that
may have been stolen and he was told not to leave town until the matter was
settled.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">It is
possible that Dirck was finding himself in some financial problems in the 1650s
and 1660s. Court records show a number of times when the plaintiff was suing
Dirck for money owned. There were times when Dirck didn’t even appear in court
and other times, he admitted to his debt and was ordered to pay. On occasion,
Dirck was the one seeking what was owed him, including one case where Pieter
Cornelis, a fellow resident of Breuckelen (Brooklyn), was ordered to return
Dirck’s boar.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">Beginning In
October 1656, Dirck was involved in a court case that stretched into the next
year. Witness statements say that Dirck was playing dice with Jan Perie when an
argument occurred between the two men. The argument led to a fight and Jan was
stabbed. Jan then sued Dirck for surgeon fees and time lost. Dirck argued that
it was Jan who started the fight and he was only defending himself and therefore
should not have to pay for Jan’s injuries. In the end, Dirck ended up paying
Jan.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">But not every
time Dirck’s name appeared in the records was for a court case. Church documents
record the baptisms of his children and show Dirck and Christina as witnesses
for the baptisms of other children in New Amsterdam. A 1639 land transaction
shows Dirck entered into a 6 year lease with the director and West India
Company. In this deal, Dirck was given some livestock and each year received 50
Carolus Guilders to pay his servants. In return, Dirck was to pay 30 pounds of
butter for each of the cows he was leased as well as half of the grain he
produced. At the end of the 6 years, Dirck was to return the livestock plus
half of the livestock that was born to him during the lease.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">In the 1640s,
Dirck sold his home in Manhattan. A provision of the sale was that Dirck was
allowed to take 6 apple trees from the land as well as any of the produce from
the garden until the sale was finalized that fall. In 1646, he had a home built
for him on Long Island, perhaps the farm he later leased to his friend Jochem
Calder. Later, he bought and then sold land in Smith’s Valley on the East River
of Manhattan. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";">Sources: <i>New York
Historical Manuscripts: Dutch/New Netherland Documents</i>, NewNetherlandinstitute.org; <i>The Records of New Amsterdam from 1653 to
1674</i>, volume 1-5, archive.org; “Dirck
Volckertszen De Noorman,” Fulkerson.org<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif";"><span style="font-size: x-small;">I’ve come
across a number of websites, books and blogs that include more information
about my New Amsterdam relatives. While I have looked at some for reference,
the information I’ve included here is primarily from the New Amsterdam records
I was able to locate online and hope to add more later on. </span></span>Nelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04312714636634341530noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188978616034039870.post-66152796667081159832015-06-15T15:56:00.000-05:002015-06-15T15:56:50.556-05:00New Amsterdam family, part 1<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Guillian
Vigne and Adriane Cuvelier > Christina Vigne > Magdalena Dircks >
Christina Rosenkrans > Johannes Cortright > Elisha Cortright > Isaac
Cortright > Mabel Cortright > Jameson Ransom > Charles Ransom >
Lillian Ransom > Charles Walters<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Lately I’ve
been looking into my ancestors who lived in New Amsterdam, an early Dutch
settlement on the island of Manhattan. When the English took control in 1664,
its name was changed to New York. I found my New Amsterdam line contained some interesting
people. Their names appeared in all types of documents including land
transactions, law suits and even cases of violence.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">This is
generation 1 of 3 that I will be posting here. Look for the others soon.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In 1618,
Guillian Vigne and wife Adriane Cuvelier can be found in Leiden, Holland (at
that time known as Leyden). In September of that year, they brought their
daughter Rachel to the Walloon Church for her baptism and the following month
they were officially accepted into the church. Walloons were French-speaking
Protestants and the family may have come to Leiden to escape persecution from
the Catholic Church. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Before coming
to Leiden, Guillian and Adriane had two older daughters. Four additional
children would be baptized in Leiden in the next 5 years, although only one of
the children born in Leiden would reach adulthood. In 1623/4, Guillian, with
his wife and three surviving daughters, left Holland and became some of the
first settlers in New Amsterdam. Here, Adriane gave birth to a son, Jan,
believed to be the first European male to be born in New Amsterdam.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Guillian died
sometime before 1632, leaving Adriane with four children. Daughters Maria and
Christina were married or soon to be married at the time of their father’s
death, but children Rachel and Jan were still minors. When Adriane was planning
to married Jan Jansen Damen, the estate of her first husband needed to be
settled on their children. It was settled that Maria and Christina would
receive 200 guilders from their father’s estate, and Rachel and Jan would
receive 300 guilders at either the time of their marriage or when they became
of age. It was also put upon Jan Damen as his responsibility to provide for the
minor children, seeing that they were provided for and educated “as parents ought
to do.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Jan Damen
appears to have been an interesting man. The inventory of his estate was
extremely large, by far greater than other inventories included in the records.
He owned various land in present day New York City and was the first European who
owned the land where the World Trade Center is located. He was selected to
serve as church warden. A fellow warden was Peter Stuyvesant, the director of
the New Netherland colony. A few years later, it was Damen who acted on behalf
of Stuyvesant when the director wanted to purchase a large farm.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Some of Jan
Damen’s other actions and connections, however, show a different side of Jan.
In July 1638, shortly after his marriage to Adriane, Jan decided that he no
longer wanted his new extended family living with him. He ordered his
step-daughters Maria Vigne, wife of Abraham Van Planck, and Christina Vigne,
wife of Dirck Volckertsen, and their families out of his home. When Christina
refused to leave, things turned violent. According to witnesses, Jan forced Christina outside and struck her. He also thrust a
knife at Christina and cut her skirt. Dirck, coming to her defense, threw a
pewter can at Jan, but missed. Jan then turned on Dirck with the knife,
"cutting and thrusting at him."
Dirck used a post to defend himself. Jan then turned again on Christina,
hitting her with his fists and tearing her cap from her head. He told Dirck
"If you have courage, draw your knife." The witnesses testified that
Dirck, "being sober" did not attack, only defended himself, implying
that Jan was drunk. The matter was brought before the courts, however the
records don’t include a ruling.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Jan Damen was involved in another
altercation involving a blade a few years later. Philip Gerrady was seeing Jan
to his home sometime after midnight. When they arrived, they were met by one of
Jan's servants who threatened to shoot Philip. Jan told him to go to bed, but
the servant responded, "I will not." A fight ensued between the knife-wielding
servant and Jan who had a scabbard. During the fight, Jan was pushed down and
Philip stepped in to protect him. In the darkness, Jan cut Philip on the back,
possibly mistaking him for his servant. Philip survived his injury and said he didn’t
believe Jan meant him any ill will. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">A year and a half before his
death, Jan seemed to think the end was drawing near and gave his last testament.
In this statement, his personal effects and large sum of money was to go to his
nephew with additional money to be sent for the poor in Utrecht, Holland. The
remainder of his estate was to be divided between his brothers and sisters. His
widow, Adriane, was to have his farm (with the caveat that if she were to sell
or lease the property, Cicile, the West Indian maid servant was to be given her
freedom). There was no mention of any of the Vigne children receiving anything
from his estate.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Three days after his death,
however, men came to Adriane for the settling of Jan’s estate and it was
decided that Adriane could “dispose of the entire estate to the best advantage
of her and her children and heirs.” There is no mention of any of Damen’s blood
relatives being upset with the distribution of the estate, but considering the
size of the estate, I wouldn’t be surprised if some of his relations were unhappy
at the thought of his step-children benefiting from his death.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sources:
<i>New York Historical Manuscripts: Dutch/New
Netherland Documents</i>, NewNetherlandinstitute.org; <i>The Records of New Amsterdam from 1653 to 1674</i>, volume 1-5, archive.org; “The Vignes,” Fulkerson.org; <i>New Netherlands Connection</i>, Vol 3, No.1,
AmericanAncestors.org<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I’ve come across a
number of websites, books and blogs that include more information about my New
Amsterdam relatives. While I have looked at some for reference, the information
I’ve included here is primarily from the New Amsterdam records I was able to
locate online and hope to add more later on.</span></span>Nelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04312714636634341530noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188978616034039870.post-82832519356439029992015-03-13T19:43:00.000-05:002015-03-13T19:43:34.987-05:00Erickson family characteristic <table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: right; margin-left: 1em; text-align: right;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYhIgpnCYHVHYqnP7ea-8VZyqh2RU88qfT5yUHcPuA_gb7ErGsNsP_sr4c1UBp8RKXrvxFSdrjZKKWBnO9hW13_OD7mIMECfYauXf9xkeeorRdJ-PCZhfHTb6P4i8OCT4Vu7X-rneGVwHx/s1600/Erickson+pic,+brothers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiYhIgpnCYHVHYqnP7ea-8VZyqh2RU88qfT5yUHcPuA_gb7ErGsNsP_sr4c1UBp8RKXrvxFSdrjZKKWBnO9hW13_OD7mIMECfYauXf9xkeeorRdJ-PCZhfHTb6P4i8OCT4Vu7X-rneGVwHx/s1600/Erickson+pic,+brothers.jpg" height="202" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Erickson brothers</td></tr>
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Obviously I've been around Ericksons all my life, but it
wasn't until a few years ago, when at an Erickson reunion, that I first noticed
a family characteristic. As I looked around the room at the various uncles, first cousins, second cousins once removed, and so on, I realized all of the men had
similar foreheads - high, broad and slightly square, sometimes with a slight
vertical crease above the nose. Now
there is probably some of it in the females of the family, but thankfully I
don’t think it is as noticeable. It works for the men, but I’m not sure it
would look as great on the fairer sex. <o:p></o:p></div>
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I soon realized it wasn't just an “Erickson forehead.” In
looking at a picture of my great-great grandpa, <a href="http://nelliesbasket.blogspot.com/2014/04/erik-person-swedish-immigrant-52.html">Erik Person</a>, and his brother Nels Utterberg, I saw they too had similar foreheads. (Erik, or Erick, is where "Erickson" comes from.) To test my theory, I looked through some
pictures that an Utterberg cousin, Terri, had shared with me. (Visit <a href="http://www.territales.com/">her blog here</a>!) As I didn't know the people in
her pictures, I tried to identify my distant relatives by looking at their
foreheads. I was able to pick out most of the blood relatives.</div>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgATgOmpYChctjHTvly8WCYQe3nnOwZUVOE6PwsrukTv1L-XWcxy11ZO19RQnjyhh-O0qNPX8aK8GMRs8Iv3CVGb49_26ZA2kQcjSNdQx-JzhymXk6zXQerY45goYm0JqNwL8qNJFqnn1lH/s1600/Nels+Utterberg+and+Erik+Person+pic,+brothers.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgATgOmpYChctjHTvly8WCYQe3nnOwZUVOE6PwsrukTv1L-XWcxy11ZO19RQnjyhh-O0qNPX8aK8GMRs8Iv3CVGb49_26ZA2kQcjSNdQx-JzhymXk6zXQerY45goYm0JqNwL8qNJFqnn1lH/s1600/Nels+Utterberg+and+Erik+Person+pic,+brothers.jpg" height="320" width="236" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Brothers Nels Utterberg and Erik Person</td></tr>
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Have you noticed any characteristics passed through the
generations in your family?<o:p></o:p></div>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzWPm6OBxUSHxnwZKaN3DoVo0wJhFy2HJkb1gPyX9uStjLK4hdtpRbn16azk2yQgdtuIb5ritw4kaEPli-1uzT1ieLJum5YUvzOc-_hvOegszhMaluNoanCgaq-ceAwBkls-3bRyY5Y9Fm/s1600/Daniel+Erickson+pic,+family.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzWPm6OBxUSHxnwZKaN3DoVo0wJhFy2HJkb1gPyX9uStjLK4hdtpRbn16azk2yQgdtuIb5ritw4kaEPli-1uzT1ieLJum5YUvzOc-_hvOegszhMaluNoanCgaq-ceAwBkls-3bRyY5Y9Fm/s1600/Daniel+Erickson+pic,+family.jpg" height="227" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Daniel Erickson family</td></tr>
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Nelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04312714636634341530noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188978616034039870.post-77659028014530023652015-03-06T22:34:00.000-06:002015-03-06T22:34:04.073-06:00Merle Ransom and her Cinderella moment<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Most, if not all, of my posts have been about my
direct ancestors, but today I came across some newspaper articles that were too
good not to share.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The star of the story is Merle Ransom, daughter of James
Harley “Tod” Ransom and Daisy Van Note. Merle and I share a common ancestor in
Samuel Ransom (1795-1863). Samuel is my 4x great </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">grandfather and Merle’s
great-grandfather, making Merle and I 2</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13.3333330154419px;">nd</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> cousins, 3 times removed.
A bit distant, but still family.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In August 1916, 18-year-old Merle and a “merry party” were going for a
boat ride. As Merle was stepping from the pier (possibly in Clear Lake, near
Mason City, Iowa where she lived) she fell in the water. She quickly
resurfaced, uninjured. The local paper reports:</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">When she was again on Terra Firma she discovered that one
shoe was missing, but whether she, like Cinderella, will find fortune through
her shoe, is unknown. Certainly it is gone for they have hunted the spot over
but have found no trace of the missing foot covering. If any see a lovely
mermaid disporting herself on the sands with one dainty pump about her person
please report the same to Miss Ransom as she would be very grateful.</span></blockquote>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Shortly after, the paper was happy to report:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Miss Merle Ransom has recovered the shoe which she lost last
week when she overbalanced and fell into the lake. The fair “Cinderella” did
not, however, find the shoe herself. The dainty foot covering was discovered
half buried in the sand several feet from where it was lost by the kindly “Prince”
from next door.</span></blockquote>
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sadly the water-logged shoe was a bit bent out of shape and unwearable.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sources: Mason City Globe Gazette, Daily August 10, 1916; Mason City Globe Gazette, Weekly August 10, 1916, from FindMyPast.com</span><br />
<br />Nelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04312714636634341530noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188978616034039870.post-66964408207488810222015-02-16T15:51:00.000-06:002015-02-16T15:51:51.840-06:00William Lyons and the streets of London<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">William Lyons > John Lyons > <a href="http://nelliesbasket.blogspot.com/2014/03/elmira-lyons-loved-her-community-and.html">Elmira Lyons</a> > Lillian Ransom > <a href="http://nelliesbasket.blogspot.com/2014/07/charles-lloyd-walters-and-marian.html">Charles Walters</a></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Last weekend, Ancestry.com made available their United Kingdom records and I was excited to see if I could find anything new, specifically in the Lyons branch of my tree.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">William Lyons, my 4th great grandfather is my “most recent” ancestor who came from England. Family tradition says they were from London, but I was hoping for some proof.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">From letters written by son John Lyons as well as US census records, I had the names of several of William’s children, which made it fairly easy to find William and his family in the 1841 census. William, along with wife Elizabeth and children Sophia, Charles, Will, John, and Albert were living on Stafford Street in the area of Marylebone, London. William was a painter, the same occupation he held when the family moved to New Jersey sometime around 1850.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">After finding the census record, I was able to locate a number of baptism records </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">for some of William and Elizabeth’s children, </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">as well as a death record</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">. Earlier occupations for William list him as a coachman and a “painter and glazier” which suggests he was a commercial/residential painter rather than an artist. The family moved a number of times, but stayed within the same general area of Marylebone between Regent’s Park and Hyde Park.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The children of William and Elizabeth include: Sophia, Charles Henry, Edwin John (who died at the age of 2 in 1836), William Valentine (born on Valentine’s Day, 1836), John, Albert, and Emily.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Here is a quick recount of where the family was living:</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">1829 – Adams Street West (now Seymour Place)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">1831 – Devonshire Street (now Ashmill Street)</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">1834 and 1836 – John Street North (now Knox Street). This street was very near to the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St_Mary%27s,_Bryanston_Square">St. Mary’s Church</a>. A history of the area, written in 1833, described the church’s location as “being surrounded by streets of worse than a second rate description.”</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">1836 – The family returned to Devonshire Street</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">1839 and 1841 – Stafford Street (now Conway Street)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">My grandpa, <a href="http://nelliesbasket.blogspot.com/2014/07/charles-lloyd-walters-and-marian.html">Charles Walters</a>, moved around often as a kid.
His dad, Cecil Lloyd Walters, was a minister and didn't</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"> often stay in the same
place more than a few years. From October 1929 to March 1933 the family was in
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In remembering their home in Lincoln, my great-grandma Lillian
(Ransom) Walters wrote that it was a
good home with “stucco outside,
plastered, varnish woodwork, glassed in front porch, 2 bedrooms, living room,
kitchen, pantry, and stairs to the attic from it. Woods all around, up on a
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from Lillian’s parents, there was no waiting to open it until Christmas. Chuck was “just so glad” that he had to write
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Lincoln, Minn.<br />
Dec 23, 1932<br />
Dear Grandpa and Grandma<br />
We just received your package. I was just so glad I had to write right away.<br />
Lloyanne likes her little doll very well.<br />
She has made it a dress already.<br />
Mama is getting supper. Daddy made baby a little wagon. It has bolsters and a reach on it.<br />
Are those apples you sent us off from your orchard?<br />
We had our program last night. Daddy said it was the best program we had had.<br />
We gave Mama panel and an oil cloth pillow.<br />
We are having warm weather now. There isn't enough snow for going skiing and sleding. <br />
I wish it would snow so we could go skiing.<br />
Daddy got some alfalfa and I went along.<br />
Connie is milking good on it. She gives over two quarts of milk a day.<br />
Mon PM<br />
I got another pencil for Christmas from Mrs. Johnson.<br />
We had a good Christmas. Mrs Johnson gave Richard a teddy bear.<br />
I can’t think of more to write so will close.<br />
Your Grandson,<br />
Charles</blockquote>
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Nelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04312714636634341530noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188978616034039870.post-76790601501002709202014-12-03T20:33:00.000-06:002014-12-03T20:33:24.122-06:00Thomas Tindall (d. 1713) (52 Ancestors, #35)<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
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Thomas is believed to have come from England to New Jersey
in 1678. He was selected as constable for 1692-3 and in 1695 he was listed among
the inhabitants of Nottingham township, New Jersey. According to the tax
records for Nottingham in 1703, Thomas owned 460 acres of land, an average size of property for the township. The land that he owned is in present day
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In 1703, Thomas was among the men who wrote to
the governor requesting permission to establish a church in the township of
Hopewell. The group had "a pious design to
promote the honor of God and the advancement of the Protestant religion and
Church of England" and had purchased land in order to build a church
"for the more decent worshiping of God." The St. Michael's Church was
established in 1703 and is still in existence today.</div>
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Thomas died between July and
October of 1713 when his will was written and proven. Included in his will is
wife Isabel and his 12 children. The will also mentions his 3 farms,
including one on the “Assunbinck” (probably the Assunpink Creek), one in
Hopewell Township and his “home farm.” The value of his personal estate was
valued at £505.2, a sizable estate for the time.</div>
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Sources: <i>History of Burlington and Mercer</i>; <i>History of St. Michael's Church</i>; <i>History of Trenton, NJ</i>; "Copy of the Minute Book of Nottingham Township"; Abstracts of New Jersey Will, Volume XXIII.</div>
Nelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04312714636634341530noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188978616034039870.post-73474287688269389262014-10-17T22:00:00.002-05:002014-10-18T00:37:21.434-05:00Great-Grandpa John Erickson (1875-1968) (52 Ancestors, #34)<div class="MsoNormal">
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on March 1, 1875 in Borgsjö, Västernorrland, Sweden and was the eldest son of <a href="http://nelliesbasket.blogspot.com/2014/04/erik-person-swedish-immigrant-52.html">Erik Person</a> and Juliana Marta Persdotter. John came to America on June 2, 1893 with 2
of his siblings. Their immigration was arranged by their father’s brother, Nels
Utterberg of French Lake, Minnesota. John and his siblings traveled from New
York by train to meet their uncle and his family. I wonder what thoughts were
going through John’s mind as they set out on their voyage. He was only 18 years
old and responsible for his 16-year-old brother, Erick (aka Conrad) and 14-year-old
sister, Anna. They were traveling to an unknown land to meet an uncle they
probably hadn't seen in over 10 years.</span></div>
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Deer Creek, MN in order to raise money. Using the money he earned, in 1896 he
purchased an 80 acre farm from Andrew Johnson of French Lake. The following
year, John sent for his parents and siblings, Edward, Julia and Ella, and they
joined him in French Lake. The original house on his farm was just a two-room
log home. In 1910, John built a framed home and also built a home for his
parents. The land John farmed has been in the Erickson family ever since. John lived
on his farm until he was 89, when he moved in with his sons Clarence and
Lawrence.</span></div>
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Erickson, John's brother. Edward died of tuberculosis in 1907 and Emma married John
on July 2, 1908. John and Emma’s household included their 8 children and 2
children from Emma’s first marriage. Sadly, Emma died following the birth of
son Edwin in 1923. Being left to raise an infant, along with his 9 other
children, John decided to have Edwin raised by John and Hazel Larson (Emma’s
brother and sister-in-law). Although he wasn’t part of the immediate household,
John made sure Edwin was often included as part of the Erickson family.</span></div>
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Sweden, John worked to educate himself and loved to read. He was first received
to the Grace Lutheran Church on May 13, 1900 and was an active member. He
taught Sunday School (and one of his young pupils was his future
daughter-in-law, my Grandma), and he served as Sunday School Superintendent for
a number of years. He also served on a number of boards including creamery,
school and town boards.</span></div>
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wife Emma in the Grace Lutheran Cemetery. At the time of his death John had 43
grandchildren, 47 great-grandchildren and 2 great-great-grandchildren.</span></div>
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you” in the local paper to thank the community for the $549 that was presented to
the family. He wrote, “May God help me bring [my children] up for Him and His
Kingdom, and to be worthy citizens of this great country of ours.” I like to
believe Grandpa John would be proud of his Erickson descendants. I know I am.</span></div>
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Newspaper clippings, Cokato Museum and Wright County Museum; family
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Nelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04312714636634341530noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188978616034039870.post-69863365957056710772014-10-13T16:47:00.001-05:002014-10-17T00:28:19.305-05:00Matthias Button -- Witch Trials, Fires, and Godfrey (52 Ancestors, #33)<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
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Button > Sarah Button > <a href="http://nelliesbasket.blogspot.com/2014/09/ephraim-kingsbury-1681-1756.html">Ephraim Kingsbury</a> > Rachel Kingsbury > Esther
Laurence > George Palmer Ransom > Samuel Ransom > Jameson Harvey
Ransom > <a href="http://nelliesbasket.blogspot.com/2014/03/charles-francis-ransom-iowa-farmer-and.html">Charles Francis Ransom</a> > Lillian Emma Ransom > <a href="http://nelliesbasket.blogspot.com/2014/07/charles-lloyd-walters-and-marian.html">Charles Lloyd Walters</a><o:p></o:p></span></div>
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unclear. Some histories say he was English, other that he was a Dutchman. We do
know he was in Boston by 1634, moved to Ipswich by 1641 and by 1646 he had settled
in Haverhill, Massachusetts. In looking through local and family histories, the
family live of Matthias is a bit unclear. He was married a number of times. His
first wife, Lettyce was a member of the First Church of Boston in 1634 and had
at least 2 children baptized in the church. It is believed his next wife was
Joan, followed by Teagel. (I’ve also seen it suggested that Lettyce and Teagel
could be the same person and Joan wasn’t married to Matthias). Elizabeth (Wheeler)
Duston was Matthias’ final wife who outlived him. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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unusual man. His background is unknown and he never seemed to settle into any
permanent home, instead moving from place to place, staying with various people.
One place he could be found, however, was in court. Between 1658 and 1675 Godfrey
was in court for a minimum of 132 cases, 89 times as the plaintiff, 30 times as
the defendant, and 13 times under criminal charges, all with a surprisingly
high success rate. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">What John Godfrey is most
notorious for however, were the charges of witchcraft. He was first charged in
1658/9 and although he was acquitted, the courts labeled him as “suspicious.”
Godfrey, it would seem, had little concern for how he was received by others.
Even though the communities regarded him as suspicious, Godfrey had a “tendency
to say things that would startle, or confuse, or annoy his listeners.” <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In 1665/6 he was again
charged with witchcraft and Matthias Button and his daughters Sarah and Mary were
called as witnesses before the court in Boston. The verdict of the court was,
“We find him not to have the fear of God in his heart. He has made himself
suspiciously guilty of witchcraft, but not legally guilty according to the law
and evidence we have received.”<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In 1669, Matthias sued
Godfrey for “firing his chimney which caused his house to burn and the goods
therein, also the death of his wife, and for running away as soon as he had
done it.” Matthias’ wife Teagel died in 1662 and it is believed that she was
victim of this fire. I find it curious that Matthias would wait so long to make
the claims against Godfrey. Perhaps the witchcraft and other charges brought
against Godfrey helped to spur Matthias to believing that Godfrey was to blame.
Whether Godfrey was at fault or not, we’ll never know, but the courts of the
day believed him to have some part in the tragedy. While the court did not have
the power to claim that Godfrey was responsible for the death, they did award
Matthias £238 2s.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The drama between Matthias
and Godfrey didn’t stop here. For years they continued to bring each other to
court over a variety of issues, many connected to the loss of his wife and
personal property. The troubles even extended past Matthias’ death as their
final court case was dismissed because Matthias was unable to make his court
appearance, having been dead for several weeks. Even after his death, Godfrey continued
to appear in the court records, seeking payments that were promised him from
previous cases involving Matthias.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Haverhill is only a few
miles from Salem, Massachusetts and in looking through some of the pages and
volumes of court case for Essex County, it is little wonder that, in about 20
years, the area would find itself in the middle of the Salem Witch Trials.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Matthias died on August
13, 1672 and didn’t leave a will. The estate’s inventory was taken, in part, by
Henry Kingsbury (his daughter, Sarah’s father-in-law) on March 9, 1673. The
division of the estate was finally decided by the courts on November 14, 1676,
more than four years after Matthias’ death. The estate was to be divided into
five equal parts, one part for each child. Two daughters were to have their
portions “delivered to their husbands as soon as possible” and the other shares
were to be delivered when the other children were of age or married.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sources: <i><a href="http://digitalcommons.unl.edu/cgi/viewcontent.cgi?article=1061&context=etas">The Records ofthe First Church in Boston</a></i>, 1630-1868, volume 1, Richard D. Pierce, editor;
Massachusetts, Town and Vital Records, 1620-1988, Ancestry; <a href="https://archive.org/details/recordsfilesofqu04esse"><i>Records and filesof the Quarterly Courts of Essex County Massachusetts</i></a>, vol. IV 1667-1671 (and
additional volumes); <i><a href="http://books.google.com/books?id=OtvxP7AuKssC&printsec=frontcover#v=onepage&q&f=false">Entertaining Satan: Witchcraft and the Culture of EarlyNew England</a></i>, chapter 2, “Peace with No Man” by John Putnam Demos, Google Books;
History of Haverhill, Massachusetts: From its first settlement, in 1640, to the
year 1860, Ancestry; <i><a href="https://archive.org/stream/probaterecordsof01mass#page/n5/mode/2up">Probate Court Records of Essex County, Massachusetts</a></i></span><span style="font-family: Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"><o:p></o:p></span></div>
Nelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04312714636634341530noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188978616034039870.post-49549900695932714992014-09-28T16:16:00.001-05:002014-09-28T16:17:40.657-05:00Ephraim Kingsbury (1681-1756) (52 Ancestors, #32)<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Ephraim Kingsbury > Rachel Kingsbury > Esther Laurence > George Palmer Ransom > Samuel Ransom > Jameson Harvey Ransom > <a href="http://nelliesbasket.blogspot.com/2014/03/charles-francis-ransom-iowa-farmer-and.html">Charles Francis Ransom</a> > Lillian Emma Ransom > <a href="http://nelliesbasket.blogspot.com/2014/07/charles-lloyd-walters-and-marian.html">Charles Lloyd Walters</a></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Ephraim Kingsbury was born on April 13, 1681 in Haverhill, Massachusetts to James and Sarah (Button) Kingsbury. By 1699, the family had moved to Plainfield, Connecticut. He married Phebe Main, probably around 1700-1702 as their first child, Ephraim Jr, was born Oct. 15, 1702.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">By 1709 Ephraim was voting for town officers. Between 1720 and 1741, he was selected 17 times to serve as Plainfield's representative to the General Assembly (selections were made in May and October). His daughter’s father-in-law, <a href="http://nelliesbasket.blogspot.com/2014/06/daniel-lawrence-of-groton-ma-and-canaan.html">Daniel Lawrence</a>, was also a representative during this same time. Ephraim was also part of a committee that selected a new location for the meeting house.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">His will was dated March 5, 1756 and it was brought to the courts on October 8, 1756, so Ephraim died sometime during that time. He leaves his estate to his wife, Phebe. After her death, the estate was to be divided between daughters Phebe Cady and Rachel Lawrence. He had previously given his sons Ephraim and John a "deed of gift" which was to go to their heirs. His grandson, William Cady was to be executor.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sources: Massachusetts Vital Records, Ancestry.com; Connecticut, Births and Christenings, FamilySearch.org; <i>The Genealogy of the Descendants of Henry Kingsbury, of Ipswich and Haverhill</i> by Frederick John Kingsbury, 1905, Google Books</span></div>
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Nelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04312714636634341530noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188978616034039870.post-83916633655943648262014-09-15T12:47:00.000-05:002014-09-15T12:47:26.267-05:00Richard “Bull” Smith, founder of Smithtown, NY (52 Ancestors, #31)<div class="MsoNormal">
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Richard Smith > Job Smith > James Smith >
Temperance Smith > Keturah Tuthill > Elizabeth Lamoreaux > Samuel
Ransom > Jameson Harvey Ransom > Charles Francis Ransom > Lillian Emma
Ransom > Charles Lloyd Walters<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The early life of Richard remains unclear, although tradition
says he was born in York, England and that his father fought alongside
Cromwell. After coming to the colonies, Richard may have resided in Boston for
a short time before moving to Long Island.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">According to the <i>History
of Long Island</i>, Richard was a resident of Southampton, NY until 1656 when
he was ordered to leave due to his "unreverend carriage towards the
Magistrates." From here he moved to Setauket, NY before settling in an
area on Long Island that would come to bear his name, Smithtown.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Richard is sometimes referred to as "Bull"
Smith and there are several legends surrounding the man and his nickname. One
tradition says he was called “Bull” because he rode a bull instead of a horse. Some
stories carry this further, saying that before the founding of Smithtown, the
local Native Americans’ told Richard he could have whatever land he could
encircle from the back of a bull. Whatever the truth behind his name, it has
become a piece of the history of Smithtown and a statue of a bull can still be
found, in honor of the city's founder. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">There was some disagreement over the rightful ownership
of the land Richard claimed was his. In a document signed May 4, 1665, Richard
states that he bought the land from Lyon Gardiner, a prominent settler and
soldier. Meanwhile, some of the Native Americans said the land belonged to
them, while others believed the land had been rightfully sold to Richard. In
the end, Richard "thought good to buy the land" for which he paid one
gun, one kettle, ten coats, one blanket, three hands of powder and three hands
of lead.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Richard and his wife Sarah had at least 9 children.
Richard probably died in 1693, as his will was proven on May 2, 1693. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Below I've included Richard’s entire will. It is a
typical will of the day, “misspellings” and all. (Standardized spelling didn't
come along until later, even in proper names. The will belongs to “Richard
Smith” but it is signed “Richard Smyth.”)<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">One thing I noticed with Richard’s will that differs
from other wills I've read, is that it seems to be written from both Richard
and Sarah. The will asks that “our” bodies received a decent burial and items
are given to “our children.” While Sarah’s name and seal are included at the
close of the will, there is no mention of her in the will itself. Usually, when
the wife is still alive, there are some provisions made for her. Maybe it was
thought that Sarah wouldn't long outlive her husband, but in actuality, she
outlived Richard by a number of years.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The will opens with Richard saying he is “of sound and
perfect memory” and gives the reminder that it is God’s will that determines
how long everyone lives. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">When reading these old wills, I always find it
interesting to see the differences in what each child is given. As was fairly
common, the eldest son, Jonathan, was given a larger portion that his siblings.
Also fairly common, and sadly so, two of the sons were each bequeathed a slave.
Most of the children were given a specific piece of land along with “a share of
land in division with the rest of the children,” however son Adam only received
a share of the land. I wonder why he was given such a smaller portion. (There
could be a number of reasons for this. Maybe there was a disagreement in the
family, or maybe Richard had simply given Adam his share prior to his death.) </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Richard’s
two daughters received land as well as his clothing which suggests how valuable
clothing was in the day, especially when it was the only household item singled
out in the will. Sons Jonathan and Richard were named executors and it was their
duty to pay Richard’s debts and see that the estate was divided among the
children.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The Will of Richard Smith</span></div>
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March the 5th 1691-2. In the name of God, Amen.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I Richard Smith Sen'r of Smithtown in the County of
Suffolk on Long Island, in the Province of New York, being sick & weake in
body but of sound and perfect memory, thanks be to God, calling to mind the uncertain
state of this life and that we must submit to God's will when it shall please
him to call us out of this life, doe make constitute and ordain this our land
will & testament, hereby revoking and anulling any former or other Will or
Testament made by us either by word or writing.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Imprimis. We give our soules to God who gave them &
our bodyes being dead to be decently buried in such place and manner as to or
Executors hereafter named shall seem convenient, and as for the lands, goods
& Chattels wherewith it has pleased God to endue us withal, our just debts
& Legacyes being first paid, we order and dispose in manner and forme
following.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Item. To Jonathan Smith our oldest son we give &
bequeath our house, barn and orchard joyning to his home log, and the homestead
as far as the old fence Northward and halfe way from the said house to Samuel's
house; and thence to the West ende of the barn, and the wood close on the East
side of the little brook over against the house and forty acres of land more than
his equall share in division with the rest of our children, and that lot of
meadow over against the hiss on the West side of the River.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Item. To our son Richard we give and bequeath our negro
Harry and an equall share of land in dividsion with the rest of our children.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Item. To our son Job we give & bequeath our negro
Robin for the terme of tweleve years and an equall share of land in dividsion
with the rest of our children, and at the end of sd twelve years the said Robin
shall be free.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Item. To our son Adam we give an equall share of Land
in division with the rest of our children.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Item. To our son Samuel Smith we give and bequeath the orchard
Southward of the house, & half the pasture bounded by the little Creek, the
Eastward parte thereof, & the lower or northward most fresh Island on the east
side of the river, with an equall share of land in division with the rest of
our children, and the swamp called the North swamp, with the land on the East
side which is fenced.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Item. To our son Daniel we give and bequeath the other
halfe of the pasture Southward of his house, the westward part of it, and an
equall share of land in division with the rest of our children. & our will
is that James Necke shall be and remaine for the use and improvement of my six
sons above said and their heires forever.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Item. To our daughter Elizabeth Townley we give &
confirm that land and meadow at a place called Sunk Meadow as it is mentioned
in a deed made by us, & also the one half of my cloathing.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Item. To our daughter Laurence we give & bequeth an
equall parte & share of land in division with the rest of our children
where it shall be most suitable & convenient, also the other halfe of my
clothing.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Lastly we doe hereby nominate and appoint our beloved
sons Jonathan & Richard Smith, Executors of this our last Will, &
Testament, to pay all our just debts and to make an equall partition amongst
all our children, of all the goods & chattels & what moveable estate
shall be left.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In Witness whereof we have hereunto set our hands and
seals the day and year above named.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Richard Smyth [seal]<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sarah Smyth [seal]<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sealed & delievered in presence of <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">John Roe<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Jonathan Lewis<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Thomas Helme<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Proved May 2, 1693<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sources:
A History of Long Island by Peter Ross, 1902; Portrait and Biographical Record
of Suffolk County (Long Island) New York, from Google Books; will and other
documents from Records of Smithtown, longislandgenealogy.com/smithtownrecords (In
the will, “the” was written as “ye” but I changed it to make the reading
smoother).</span></span>Nelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04312714636634341530noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188978616034039870.post-75371293930422536442014-09-08T18:27:00.000-05:002014-09-08T18:34:13.179-05:00John Cortright (1714-1783) (52 Ancestors #30)<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">John Cortright > Elisha Courtright > Isaac Cortright > <a href="http://nelliesbasket.blogspot.com/2014/04/mabel-dodson-cortright-ramsey-ransom-52.html">Mabel Dodson Cortright</a> > Jameson Harvey Ransom > <a href="http://nelliesbasket.blogspot.com/2014/03/charles-francis-ransom-iowa-farmer-and.html">Charles Francis Ransom</a> > Lillian Emma Ransom > <a href="http://nelliesbasket.blogspot.com/2014/07/charles-lloyd-walters-and-marian.html">Charles Lloyd Walters</a></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">John Cortright was born in New York in 1714. I’ve come across a wide variety of spellings and variations of his name, including Johannes and Hannes Kortrecht. His baptism is recorded in the records of the Dutch church of Kingston, Ulster Co., New York on August 15, 1714. His parents were “Cornelis Kortregt” and “Christina Roose-krans.” The Cortright family lived in the area, known as Minisink, a region that included parts of New York, New Jersey, and Pennsylvania. John married Margriet Dennemerken, and the baptisms of 7 of their children were recorded in the Walpeck Church (New Jersey) and the Wachackemeck Church (near Port Jervis, NY). </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Around 1744, John and his family moved near Smithfield, PA and the 1772 tax records for the area include John and his sons John, Christopher and Elisha. John died sometime between January 31, 1783 (when his will was written) and May 12, 1783 (when the inventory of his estate was taken). In a number of Cortright histories, I have seen mention that John’s sons John and Christopher were both killed in the Battle of Wyoming (My ancestor <a href="http://nelliesbasket.blogspot.com/2014/02/captain-samuel-ransom-52-ancestors-5.html">Capt. Samuel Ransom</a> also died in that battle). However, according to the abstract of John Sr.'s will, while Christopher is deceased, his son John is still living. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In the early days of every colonial community, the people’s attention soon turned to organizing church meetings. Beginning in 1741, the Dutch Reform Churches of Minisink employed Rev. Johannes Casparus Fryenmuth as their first minister. On his vacation Sundays, Fryenmuth would spend them in the area of Rochester and it wasn’t long before the people of Rochester wanted him as their pastor. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">When the people of Minisink learned they could have their pastor “seduced” away from them, they sent the following strongly-worded letter to Rochester. The authors, including John Cortright, made no qualms about what they thought of the attempted theft. The fact that the Minisink people had only recently welcomed Fryenmuth back from Holland after paying for his voyage and education may also have had something to do with their fear of losing their new pastor. As Fryenmuth remained with the Minisink churches, it appears the letter had the desired effect.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">We, your servants, having learned that you have had correspondence with our pastor, and <b>have seduced him</b>, so far as to send him a call, thinking that the large amount of salary promised him will induce him to leave us – <b>the Lord who thus far has caused your acts of supplanting to fail will further direct them to a good end. We find ourselves bound to obey the command of the Saviour “Do good to them that hate you;” we therefore will deal with you hereafter, as we have before, “doing you good.”</b> It is true you give us no thanks for his services among you. You are bold enough to say that he has eight free Sundays during the year, which is as true as the assertion of the Devil to Eve, “You will not surely die.”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">If you desire, then, to have our minster four or six times during the year, we will grant your wish cheerfully, and leave it with our pastor to settle with you as to the amount of his compensation. If this cannot prevent the execution of your unjust intention, and the Lord wishes to use you as a rod to chasten us, we shall console ourselves with his gracious words, Heb, 12, “Whom the Lord loveth he chasteneth, and he rebukes every son whom he adopts.” <b>If it please the Lord to permit you to deprive us of our pastor, then we hope that your consciences will not be seared to much as to take away our livelihood amounting to £125 12s 6d.</b> (over paid salary)</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Should this however be the case, then<b> we will not hesitate to give the matter into the hands of a worldly judge.</b> We expect your answer, and conclude our discourse with the wish that the grace of our Lord and the love of God the Father, and the communion of the Holy Ghost, may remain with you until a blessed eternity. Amen. We remain your servants.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">John Cortright</span><br />
<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">John Van Vliet</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sources: Letter and its English translation from <i>A History of the Minisink Region</i> by Charles E. Stickney, 1867 openlibrary.org, emphasis is mine; Sons of the American Revolution Membership Applications, Ancestry.com; <i>Minisink Valley Reformed Dutch Church Records, 1716-1830</i>, The New York Genealogical and Biographical Society, openlibrary.org; <i>Baptismal and Marriage Register of the Old Dutch Church of Kingston</i>, openlibrary.org; <i>History of the Van Kortryks or Courtrights</i>, by Dudley Vattier Courtright, 1923; New Jersey Abstract of Wills 1670-1817, Ancestry.com </span><br />
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Nelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04312714636634341530noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188978616034039870.post-57869409581627319072014-08-25T13:34:00.001-05:002014-08-25T13:41:53.464-05:00Eva Margareta Nilsson (1866-1947) (52 Ancesters #29)<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Eva Margareta Nilsson > Edward Lundeen > Marion Elisabeth Lundeen</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Eva Margareta Nilsson was born to Johan Nilsson and Anna Jonasdotter on Oct 12, 1866 in Lekaryd, Kronoberg, Sweden in the province of Småland. In 1884, at the age of 17, Eva came to America.** She was in Bay City, Wisconsin for a short time before moving to Minneapolis, Minnesota. While living there, she visited the area of Albion, near Annandale, Minnesota. It was on that visit that she met John Lundeen. The couple was married in Minneapolis on April 16, 1887.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">John and Eva lived and worked their farm in Albion. Eva gave birth to 6 children including Alice who died at the age of 3 years old. (I remember hearing something about an accident with a stove or fire?) The couple also had an adopted daughter, Agnes. In 1917, John and son Carl opened a garage in Annandale, called “John Lundeen and Son.” Later, John would step aside and his sons Walter and Henry would join Carl. The business became Lundeen Bros., Inc., a Ford agency, and is still in business in Annandale. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Son Edward continued to work the family farm, and the 1940 census shows Ed’s family and John and Eva lived on the farm together. Following John’s death in 1940, Eva moved to Annandale and lived with her youngest son, Henry (or as I remember him, Uncle Hank). Eva died on January 18, 1947 and is buried in the Albion Free Church Cemetery. One of the 4 pastors that officiated her funeral, Rev. Wallace Larson (at that time pastor at the Annandale Free Church) was <i>my </i>first pastor more than 30 years later, (then at the Albion Free Church).</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In April 1937, John and Eva, along with 350 family and friends, celebrated their 50th wedding anniversary. The afternoon included an informal program where memories of their love and generosity were shared and congratulations from those absent were read. The final speech was given by son Carl, and as the local paper reported, “In the remarks by Carl, the stranger could picture this couple starting married life in a very small house, the floor of which was of wide, rough and loose boards, with very little furniture. Little by little improvements were made until the farm was comfortably equipped with buildings and furnishings that makes farming easier.” </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The conclusion of Eva’s obituary focuses on her faith. At a young age, Eva had given her heart to the Lord. She was a faithful member of the Albion Free Church and the oldest member at the time of her death. As stated in a family history, “John and Eva’s high ideals and Christian hospitality were an inspiration to all who knew them and lived in their children’s lives and that of successive generations.”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sources: Newspaper articles from Annandale Advocate from Wright County Historical Society; Census records from Ancestry.com; family photos and clippings.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">**Does anyone know if she came on her own or if she was traveling with or meeting family in America? The info I have says her parents died in Sweden and her obit only mentions siblings in Sweden.</span>Nelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04312714636634341530noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188978616034039870.post-81426144299631124572014-08-17T18:13:00.003-05:002014-08-17T18:14:52.599-05:00John Tuthill, Graffiti Artist? (1658-1754) (52 Ancestors, #28)<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">John Tuthill > James Tuthill > John Tuthill > Keturah Tuthill > Elizabeth Lamoreaux > Samuel Ransom > Jameson Harvey Ransom > <a href="http://nelliesbasket.blogspot.com/2014/03/charles-francis-ransom-iowa-farmer-and.html">Charles Francis Ransom</a> > Lillian Emma Ransom > <a href="http://nelliesbasket.blogspot.com/2014/07/charles-lloyd-walters-and-marian.html">Charles Lloyd Walters</a></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">John Tuthill was born in Southold, New York on February 14, 1658 to John and Deliverance (King) Tuthill. He married Mehetable Wells and the couple had at least 11 children. John’s father and father-in-law are listed among the founders of Southold which is located at the eastern end of Long Island.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">John owned a large amount of land in Southold. He was also a member of the New York Provincial Assembly in from 1693-94 and again from 1695-98. He served as Justice of the Peace and Sheriff and was one of the men responsible for establishing the first road that ran the entire length of Long Island.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In a speech given in 1868, one of John’s descendants described John as having “great natural shrewdness and energy of character” and this combined with his friend manner and honesty made him “a great favor with the people.”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">John was known as “Chalker John” Tuthill because of his habit of always carrying chalk with him which he used to mark various things and to do figures as the need arose.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">John died on November 21, 1754 at the age of 96.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sources: <i>Salmon Records</i>;<i> English Origins of New England Families, Second Series Vol III</i> - speech by Hon. William H. Tuthill from Ancestry.com; <i>The Tuthill Family</i> by Lucy Dubois Akerly; <i>Ancestors of James Wilson Yates and his Wife Nancy Davis Terry</i> by Josephine C. Frost</span>Nelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04312714636634341530noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188978616034039870.post-35348805676940797872014-08-05T22:34:00.000-05:002014-08-05T22:34:13.753-05:00John Walters (52 Ancestors, #27)<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">Earlier
this week I had a delightful lunch with my cousin – my fourth cousin twice-removed,
to be exact, but a cousin all the same. We chatted about our common line and shared
stories about other branches too, as well as life in general. I thought it fitting
that my next post be about our common ancestor.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Walters was born on June 11, 1783 and was christened at the First Reformed
Church in Lancaster, Pennsylvania. His parents were Melchior and Barbara
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after 1800, the Walters family moved from Lancaster to Bath in Steuben County,
New York. He married Pamela Chapman, daughter of Caleb and Lydia Chapman,
sometime before 1810.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Arial","sans-serif"; font-size: 12.0pt;">John,
along with his father-in-law, Caleb Chapman, was one of the founders of the
town of Urbana. It was formed on April 17, 1822 out of the township of Bath,
New York. The first elections were held in March 1823 and John was one of
several men elected as "Path Master." A history written about the
area stressed the importance of this position, saying it was one of “the most
essential and important offices in the town.” The Path Masters, or Overseers of
the Roads, were responsible for the roads in this untouched land and “to have
good roads was the key to the rapid development of the township.” John was also
chosen to be a fence viewer. A fence viewer would be in charge of inspecting
the conditions and location of fences and settling any disputes that may arise
due to placement or escaped livestock.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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on census records, it appears John and Pamela had at least 7 children, although
not all lived to adulthood. Son Melchior is my direct ancestor and his brother
Franklin is the forefather of my cousin. Following Pamela’s death in 1822, John
married Susanna.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Pamela, Susanna and a number of other family members are also buried there.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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records from Ancestry.com; birth records from Familysearch.org; <i>An Outline History of Tioga and Bradford
Counties in Pennsylvania, Chemung, Steuben, Tioga, Tompkins and Schuyler in New
York</i> from Google Books; cemetery report from paintedhills.org</span><br />Nelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04312714636634341530noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188978616034039870.post-19562676739863147652014-07-15T18:30:00.000-05:002014-07-16T18:32:44.681-05:00Charles Lloyd Walters and Marion Elisabeth Lundeen - My Grandparents (52 Ancestors, #25 & 26)<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Chuck and Marion - My Grandparents</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Of all the ancestors in my tree whom I have never met, these are the two people who have had a profound influence on my life. My mom’s parents, they died a few months before I was born and </span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">I love the stories I've heard about them and their love for each other.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">35 years ago today, they died tragically, in an accident that also claimed the life of their infant granddaughter Jessica. Even after all these years, I still run into people who remember them. Some remember their deaths, still saddened by it, but others remember their lives. I remember seeing an elderly gentleman, with tears in his eyes, telling my mom what Marion, his Sunday School teacher, had meant to him. Some may argue that you can’t miss something that you never knew, but it is in moments like those, that I do miss my grandparents. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Their faith and belief in God that they taught and shared with their daughters has continued, and sad as it was, their deaths were a deciding factor for my dad becoming a pastor, sending our family along a path, that although my siblings and I may have groaned and joked about being “pastor’s kids,” I can imagine my life any differently.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>Charles Lloyd Walters</b> was born on June 29, 1923 in Clear Lake, Iowa to Cecil Lloyd and Lillian Emma (Ransom) Walters. Chuck moved around a lot in his young life. He father was a preacher and the family was often moving from one place to another. Eventually the family settled on a farm near Annandale, Minnesota. Chuck farmed along his father and then on his own. It was here he raised his own family until the time of his death. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><b>Marion Elisabeth Lundeen</b> was born on February 20, 1925 to Edward and Agnes (Lindberg) Lundeen, of Albion, Minnesota (near Annandale). She attended college in St. Cloud and then taught at Annandale. My mom says she had a variety of different colored shoes she would wear to school to keep the attention of her first graders. She also considered herself "half-dressed" if she didn't have her earrings on.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Chuck and Marion were married on July 12, 1952 at the Albion Free Church, the sam</span><span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">e church where many Lundeens and Walters worshiped, were married and buried. The bride “wore an ice blue gown of nylon tulle and lace, an ice-blue veil caught at the temples with blue forget-me-nots. Her bouquet was of pink camellias, pink and white carnations. Her pearl necklace and earrings were a gift from the groom. For ‘something old’, the bride wore her grandmother’s ring of Swedish gold.”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Chuck and Marion died on July 15, 1979 and are buried next to each other in the Albion Free Church.</span><br />
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Nelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04312714636634341530noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188978616034039870.post-14148316296662957942014-07-07T16:49:00.001-05:002014-07-07T16:49:35.452-05:00Benjamin Brooks 1671-1755 (52 Ancestors, #24)<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Benjamin Brooks > William Brooks > Lemuel Brooks > Aurel Brooks > Almira Allen > Emma Sanderson > <a href="http://nelliesbasket.blogspot.com/2014/03/elmira-lyons-loved-her-community-and.html">Elmira Lyons</a> > Lillian Emma Ransom</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Benjamin Brooks was born in Springfield, Massachusetts on July 25, 1671 to William and Mary (Burt) Brooks. He married Mary Barnard around 1692 and the couple had 12 children together. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Benjamin was a soldier in Father Rasle's War. Father Sebastien Rasle (or Rale) was a French Jesuit missionary to the Native Americans. Father Rasle worked with the Abenaki people, located in Maine, where he preached Christ to the Indians. The English, on the other hand, were certain that Rasle was instigating the Indians against the English and even had a price on the Father's head. On August 23, 1724, a force of 208 soldiers attacked the Abenaki village of Norridgewock were 26 natives were killed along with Father Rasle. The English claimed it a victory and the Indians looked upon their fallen leader as a martyr. Benjamin's brother Joseph, and nephew Nathaniel (son of brother Nathaniel) was also in the war.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">While the attacks of the Father Rasle's War were to the extreme, any fear and dislike the Brooks family may have felt towards the French and Indian forces wasn’t without reason. Nathaniel Brooks, Benjamin’s brother, was living with his family in Deerfield, Mass, in 1704 when French and Indian soldiers raided the village. Nathaniel, along with his pregnant wife Mary and their two children were forced to march north to Canada. Along the way, Mary fell on some ice which resulted in a miscarriage. Mary was unable to continue on the march. She told the Rev. John Williams, who later told of the groups trials, that she would "not be able to travel far, and I know they will kill me to-day; but God has by his spirit, with his word, strengthened me to my last encounter with death. I am not afraid of death. I can, through the grace of God, cheerfully submit to the will of God. Pray for me that God would take me to himself." Mary was indeed killed and the fate of the two children is unknown. Nathaniel was able to return from Canada in 1707. Another of Nathaniel’s children, also named Nathaniel, faced a similar fate. He was capture by Indians in 1756 and brought to Canada where he was last heard from in 1758.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In the Springfield town meeting held on March 9, 1702/3 Benjamin was one of six men to see to the “law about swine” and the “ringing & yoking them.” Apparently the town’s swine were a common topic of discussion including where they should be penned, when they were allowed at certain places and what to do if there was a wondering pig. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Benjamin is also in the town records as having received various land grants. There are also a number of records of him receiving money for the hiring of his bull in which he was paid anywhere from 15s to £2 a year. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Benjamin died in Springfield, Massachusetts on May 3, 1775.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sources: Massachusetts, Springfield Vital Records, 1638-1887 from FamilySearch.org; <i>William Brooks of Springfield, Mass., and Some of His Descendants</i> by Joel Nelson Eno, from the NEHGS Register, Vol. 72, Google Books; <i>The First Century of the History of Springfield, The Official Records from 1636 to 1736</i> from Google Books; history about Father Rasle’s War from Wikipedia</span>Nelliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04312714636634341530noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6188978616034039870.post-18264333554249457182014-06-26T20:42:00.002-05:002014-06-26T20:51:16.385-05:00Florence Eugene Walters (52 Ancestors, #23)<div class="MsoNoSpacing">
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Florence Eugene Walters was the son of Freeman and Jennie (Baisley) Walters. He was born on May 14, 1862 in Rochelle, Illinois. By 1870, his family had moved to DeWitt, Clinton Co., Iowa. On April 26, 1888 he married Amy Phares in Clinton, DeWitt, Illinois. At the time of their marriage, Florence Eugene, (aka Eugene or Gene) was working as a locomotive fireman, but soon after the couple was married, Eugene began farming near Maroa, Illinois. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Around 1907, Eugene, Amy and their six children moved near Holstein, Iowa. Eugene recorded that he earned $900 in 1914 while working the farm near Holstein. It may not sound like much, but considering the average income was less than $700, the family was probably doing alright. While Eugene had always rented his farm land in the past, when the family moved near Winterset, Iowa, he now purchased his farm. After just a few years, Eugene purchased the home (valued at $12000 in 1925) that would be his last, a farm in Lincoln Township, between Clear Lake and Mason City, Iowa. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">On the morning of September 27, 1926, Eugene milked his 10 cows and upon returning to the house to rest on the couch, he suffered a heart attack and died shortly after. He is buried in the Clear Lake Cemetery.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">In 1947, Eugene’s brother-in-law, William Marshall Phares, wrote a book about his family. He included the following description of Eugene:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">“During his active years – and they never were otherwise – Gene was a man of extraordinary constitution and stamina. He probably scaled a little under the average in height, yet was built like an iron man and often performed physical feats that astonished. All of his life he engaged in the hardest sort of manual labor with little visible effort. He was extremely ambitious, working at difficult tasks early and late, and always proud of the finished job. His chief, and unselfish, aim was to provide his flock with the comforts of life.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">“Though possessed of a fiery temperament, reflected in piercing brown eyes – almost black - that shone brightly in anger or in merry-making, he was one of the kindest of men. He would go to extremes to relieve the distress of another, whether friend or foe. He was known as a good neighbor and held the esteem of everybody in the various communities where he had lived. He was a great ‘tease’ and loved to have fun in his idle moments and when feeling well.”</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Sources: Census records from Ancestry.com; Robert Phares, Patriarch by William Marshal Phares; family records and recollections of Lillian Ransom Walters.</span></div>
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