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Sunday, October 29, 2017

1936 :: Surprise Birthday Supper for Grandma Nettles


. . . A delightful affair was the surprise birthday supper given Mrs. M.N. Nettles [i.e., Mary Annie "Mollie" Nettles nee West] of the Cole Springs community Saturday night. Grandmother was born in Starkville, Miss., October 24, 1852, which makes her 84 years of age. She is a mere handful, this little grandmother of mine, weighing less than 100 pounds, but she enjoys fairly good health, and is able to be up and about her work most all day long. She keeps house with the help of the daily visit of a granddaughter, Miss Gladys Muston, for her bachelor son, Will. She is blessed with a large family, having six living children, twenty-seven grand-children, and forty great-grandchildren. 

Those visiting in her home Saturday night were:  

Written by Mrs. Robert Vance and published in The Rockdale Reporter and Messenger (Rockdale, Tex.), Vol. 64, No. 38, Ed. 1 Thursday, October 29, 1936 Page: 3 of 12 


Wednesday, December 21, 2016

1900 :: Death of P.J. Kirtley


On this date in our family history . . . 116 years ago . . . the following news clipping announced the death of our 1st cousin four times removed . . . 

P.J. Kirtley, a veteran of the Orphan Brigade, died at Russellville from blood poisoning, caused by a wound received in battle in 1864. Mount Vernon Signal, December 21, 1900


Saturday, June 18, 2016

1935 :: Natal Day


On this date in our family history . . . the 18th day of June . . . in the year 1935 . . . which would have been her 53rd birthday . . . Emma Patience Muston nee Nettles was probably remembering with fondness the gathering on the previous Sentimental Sunday which was held in honor of her upcoming "natal day" . . . the report of that birthday celebration is copied below . . . this Emma is the paternal great-grandma of the Keeper of this family history blog (who is being held by Emma in the following heritage collage) . . . 





The Rockdale Reporter and Messenger (Rockdale, Tex.), Vol. 63, No. 19, Ed. 1 Thursday, June 20, 1935

Cole Springs, June. 17. -- Mr. and Mrs. B. Hickman and children, of Austin, spent the week end with their parents, Mr. and Mrs. F.F. Moore, the occasion being the natal day of Mrs. Emma Muston. Her daughters entertained in her honor Sunday, June 16, at the Muston home.

The date falling upon Father's Day seemed fitting as Mrs. Muston has been both father and mother to her family. She was left a widow by the death of her husband with seven little girls, the youngest a tiny infant. By frugality and perseverance she has reared this family, giving them both school and social advantages. She is one of the fortunate mothers who enjoy the complete devotion of her children as they are constantly planning to make life fuller and sweeter for her. A beautiful cake decorated with fifty three candles, adorned the festal board, which contained an abundance of choice viands.

 
The children attending were:


Mr. and Mrs. Ben Beynolds of Houston were unable to attend.

Mrs. Muston's mother, Mrs. M.A. Nettles, a brother, J.A. Nettles, wife and daughter, Carrie Belle of Lexington, and Mr. John Taylor were the other guests who attended.

Saturday, June 04, 2016

1675 :: Birth of Ruth Perley


On this date in our family history . . . the 4th day of June . . . in the year 1675 . . . a baby girl is born in Massachusetts . . . the parents are Samuel Perley and Ruth Trumble . . . and their new daughter is named after her mother . . . this baby girl named Ruth is an 8th great-grandma to the Keeper of this family history blog . . . 

Published 1906

Friday, May 20, 2016

1599 :: Death of Elizabeth Twyne


On this date in our family history . . . the 20th day of May . . . in the year 1599 . . . Elizabeth Brooke nee Twyne dies somewhere in England . . . and is memorialized in 1603 when her son places a "brass" in the Whitfield Church . . . the wording from this brass is quoted below . . . this Elizabeth is a 12th great-grandma to the Keeper of this family history blog . . . in a letter from Vicar of Whitchurch, he wrote that . . . 


There is a beautiful Brass which I now give you :

PIETATIS OPUS

This grave (oh griefe) hath swallowed up with wide and open mouth
The body of good Richard Brooke of Whitchurch, Hampton South,
And Elizabeth his wedded wife, twise Twentie years and one.
Sweet Jesus hath their souls in heaven, ye ground flesh, skin and bone.

In Januarie, worne with age, daie sixteneth died hee.
From Christ full fifteene hundred years and more by ninety-three;
But death her twist of life in Maie, daie twentieth did untwine,
From Christ full fifteen hundred years and more by ninety-nine.

They left behind them, well to live and grown to good degree,
First Richard, Thomas, Robert Brooke the youngest of the three;
Elizabeth and Barbara and Dorothee the last
All six the knot of nature, love and kindness, keeping Fast.

This toomstone with the plate thereon, thus graven fair and large
Did Robert Brooke, the youngest sonne, make of his proper charge.
A citizen of London State by faithful service Free,
Of Marchant great Adventurers a brother sworne was hee;

And of the Indian Companie, come gain or loss or lim
And of the Goldsmith liverie, All these God gifte to him
This monument of memorie in love performed hee
December thirtie-one from Christ, Sixteen hundred and Three.

Anno Domini, 1603 --

Laus Deo.

Sunday, March 27, 2016

Sentimental Sunday :: Easter Sunday at Goldfish Pond


On Easter Sunday in the year 1931, our Grandma Elizabeth was at Goldfish Pond with her baby boy . . . a baby girl would join the family the following January . . . that baby girl grew up to be our Mom . . . 



On that long ago Sunday, Elizabeth captured the above snapshot of one of the goldfish, saying that it was "partly out of the pond after a piece of popcorn" . . . this Goldfish Pond was apparently a favorite place for an outing for this little family . . . a few years later the following snapshot was taken . . . 




This is our Mom and her brother, sitting on the edge of Goldfish Pond . . . this would have been mid-1930s . . . mayhaps on another Easter Sunday . . . 

More than three hundred years before the above images were captured on film, that little body of water was known by another name . . . Ingalls Pond . . . 

Near this pond was the home of Edmund Ingalls, one of the founders of Lynn, Essex County, Massachusetts . . . this pond can be seen on the following map . . . towards the right . . . and in the bottom third of the image . . . 





On an unspecified day in the month of March in the year 1648 . . . Edmund Ingalls would meet a watery death when the horse he was riding fell through a faulty bridge while crossing the Saugus River on a journey to Boston from his home near Ingalls Pond . . . this Boston Street crossing can be seen in the bottom third of the above map . . . to the far left . . . 


This Edmund Ingalls is said to be the 5th great-grandpa of President James Garfield . . . he is the 7th great-grandpa of American author, Laura Ingalls Wilder . . . and as a result of on-going research regarding the ancestors of our Mom, just this past week this same Edmund Ingalls was revealed to be the 10th great-grandpa of the Mom of the Keeper of this family history blog . . .






Other blogposts regarding the same Edmund Ingalls . . . 



Wednesday, December 16, 2015

Pretty Ribbons of Blue


Two years ago today . . . on the 16th day of December in 2013 . . . an article was published on Willie Nelson's website entitled The Mystery of “Pretty Paper” Is Unwrapped . . . this article tells the story of Frankie Brierton who was apparently the inspiration for Willie's song, Pretty Paper . . . this song has always tugged at my heartstrings, but after reading the story behind the words, I will never "hear" this song the same way again . . . 

One of my "new" favorite Christmas movies is Angels Sing . . . one of the "moments" of this movie is when the family gathers in the living room of the grandparents . . . and Grandpa (aka Kris Kristofferson) picks up his guitar and begins to sing Pretty Paper, accompanied by Marcia Ball, et al . . . one of the "characters" in this movie is played by Willie . . . 







Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue
Wrap your presents to your darling from you
Pretty pencils to write "I love you"
Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue

Crowded street, busy feet hustle by him
Downtown shoppers, Christmas is nigh
There he sits all alone on the sidewalk
Hoping that you won't pass him by

Should you stop?, better not, much too busy
You're in a hurry, my how time does fly
In the distance the ringing of laughter
And in the midst of the laughter he cries

Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue
Wrap your presents to your darling from you
Pretty pencils to write "I love you"
Pretty paper, pretty ribbons of blue





Sunday, December 06, 2015

1955 :: Death of Berta Mary Henry


On this date in our family history . . . it was a winter's Tuesday in the year 1955 . . . the 6th day of December . . . when Berta Mary Henry nee Sharp died at her home on Scarbrough Street in Rockdale, Milam County, Texas . . . her funeral was held on the 7th . . . and her obituary was published in the local newspaper on the 8th . . . this Berta Mary is a maternal great-grandma to the Keeper of this family history blog . . . 






The Rockdale Reporter
December 8, 1955
 

Mrs. Edgar Henry dies Tuesday at home here



Mrs. Edgar Henry, 82, died at her home here Tuesday morning after an extended illness.

In September she had an accident that left her with a broken hip for which she underwent surgery. Later due to shock and other complications of her system she became bedridden and the long illness followed.


Mrs. Henry, as Berta Mary Sharp, was born in Houston county, Texas on November 10, 1873, the daughter of Sam and Nellie Lamar [sic] Sharp. She married Edgar Henry and had lived in and near Rockdale for approximately sixty-one years [sic], having in that time formed many close friendships. Her husband preceded her in death June 26, 1950.

Mrs. Henry was a member of the Baptist church.

Funeral services were conducted Wednesday at 2 p.m. from the Chapel of Phillips and Luckey Funeral Home. The officiating ministers were the Rev. M.M. Fulmer of First Baptist church and Rev. Graham Pugh of First Christian church.

Burial was made at Oak Lawn cemetery with six of the grandsons serving as pallbearers.

The survivors are the following six children: George Henry, Mrs. Ruby Christian, Oscar Henry of Rockdale, Milton and Robert Henry of Sinton, Mrs. Nellie Peebles of Lexington; 18 grandchildren, 12 great-grandchildren and a sister, Mrs. Ida Halyard of Crockett, Texas. A son, Frank Henry, died here on July 8, 1952.

Wednesday, December 02, 2015

1889 :: Photo of Jerusha


On this date in our family history . . . the 2nd day of December . . . in the year 1889 . . . Mrs. A.F. Smith poses for a photo in the studio of Gardner & Philbrick in Biddeford, Maine . . . aka Jerusha Marilla Barker, Mrs. Smith was born in 1841 in Bridgton, Cumberland County, Maine . . . married Atwood Frank Smith in 1857 in Biddeford, York County, Maine . . . and died in 1899 at fifty-eight years of age . . . this Jerusha is a 2nd great-grandma to the Keeper of this family history blog . . . 



Mrs. A.F. Smith
Biddeford
Maine
Dec. 2nd 1889.




$3.00
We Stand at the Head

Our Photographs of all kinds are made bet-
ter if possible than before the rush. Certainly
as durable as any in the State. We make
Cabinets for the extremely low price of
$3 PER DOZEN.

GARDNER & PHILBRICK
131 MAIN ST., BIDDEFORD.

Biddeford Daily Journal, March 24, 1888


Sunday, November 15, 2015

1653 :: Marriage of Clemens and Osgood




 
On this date in our family history . . . in 17th century Andover, Massachusetts . . . 

It is the 15th day of November in the year 1653 . . . and a long-ago scribe by the name of Robert Clemens (father of the bride) will record this date as being the day he presided at the marriage of his young daughter (about sixteen years of age) to John Osgood, aged about twenty-two . . . the new bride is Mary, and she has only recently become a resident of Andover, having lived in "the city of Coventry in Warwickshire, Old England" after her father left England about 1642 . . . 

More than two hundred years later, one of Mary's great-grand-nephews would pen the following words regarding the love one would hope this Mary and John had for one another . . . 



Love came at dawn,
when all the world was fair,
When crimson glories’ bloom
and sun were rife;
Love came at dawn,
when hope’s wings fanned the air,
And murmured,
“I am life.”


It is said that both Mary and John were born in "old" England, as were many of their neighbors and fellow settlers in the "New" England . . . 250 years later these early settlers of the Andover in New England were remembered in a poem (which also paid homage to the Andover of "old" England), when the following verse was composed by Annie Sawyer Downs in honor of the 250th anniversary of the settling of the "new" Andover . . . 




And of the proud and noble fame
which through the years comes down
To flush the cheek, and thrill the hearts
throughout our ancient town,

For our own Andover so old,
and yet so young to-day,
Who ever to the mother land
will loving homage pay,

To an old borough on the Ande
is namesake, mental heir,
Which Saxon men called Andover
in English Hampshire fair. . . . 

O, mother land, O, mother town,
when dark days on you fell,
And those you set in places high,
for gold and gauds dared sell,

The freeman's right to name his faith,
the freeman's right to pray,
To seek his God with hymn or psalm
as seemed to him God's way,

The freeman's right to judge the Word,
to teach his simple child
That secret true of holy life
is Gospel undefiled;




And that to follow leaders blind
is weak and wicked thing,
For of the soul no prince, nor priest,
but God alone is king.

Then through thy quiet rural ways, 
O, lovely mother land,
And in thine ancient city streets,
and on the north sea strand

Was heard a sound like wind at night
among the leafy trees,
Or ceaseless break on sandy shores
of never silent seas;

And which in great waves rolled along
to break at last in song.



"We go, we go, across the wave
As Israel went of old,
To seek a home and find a grave,
In strange and distant fold. . . . 

Across the sea, across the sea,
Are valleys fair and lone,
And forests rich, and wild, and free,
Which yet may be our own,

And where, unvexed by bishop's rule,
Or envious tyrant's hate,
We with God's help, in wisdom's school,
May rear a noble state. . . . 

Farewell, farewell, we may not wait,
Our ships are in the bay,
And though to-night the tide is late,
Before the dawn of day,

We shall fare off on shifting wave,
Watch line of fading shore,
The fairest shore God ever gave,
But home for us no more. . . ."


Mary and John survived that journey across the sea . . . and the early days of life in "New" England . . . they had at least twelve children . . . and had been married for almost four decades when, in the year 1692, Mary found herself to be one of the unfortunate residents of Andover who was accused of being a witch . . . and wound up spending almost four winter months in a Salem jail . . . 

Upon her release, Mary would return to Andover, and would live on until October of 1710 . . . sadly, John died shortly following her release from jail in 1693 . . . and it is written that "His death is said to have been hastened by his grief at these sad occurrences." 



Love came at eve,
and when the day was done,
When heart and brain were tired,
and slumber pressed;
Love came at eve,
shut out the sinking sun,
And whispered,
“I am rest.”




This Mary and John are 9th great-grandparents to the Keeper of this family history blog  . . . and still today . . . 


We faintly trace their farm lands' bound,
Their cellars' green and sunken round;
Their meeting house upon the hill,
The stones of their first water mill.

Seek records of their parish wide
Who first was groom, and who the bride;
Whose child first sat on Parson's knee,
Who first paid hated tithing fee.





Yet seek in vain; but one dim page
Is wafted to us from their age;
But one faint name on tombstone gray
Reveals their brief and bitter day. . . . 

But still our loving fancy turns,
To many an ancient road,
Where aged houses lowly bend,
Beneath the centuries' load. . . . 



Click on the following links for more info regarding Grandma Mary and Grandpa John, and their home of Andover . . . 


  • Mary Osgood in the BeNotForgot AMT . . . this is free to look at, but if you are not already an Ancestry member, you will need to set up a free account before you will be able to view her page . . 



  • Andover - In the Neighborhood . . . besides the above mentioned Grandma Mary and Grandpa John, this article mentions numerous kith 'n kin, including these ancestors of ours . . . Ralph Farnum (1601-1648) . . .  Mary Farnum (1628-1713) . . . Ralph Farnum (1633-1691) . . . Elizabeth Holt (1636-1710) . . . Nicholas Holt (1602-1685) . . . John Osgood (1595-1651) . . . Sarah Osgood (d. 1667) . . . Daniel Poore (b. 1624) . . . Elizabeth Short (1606-1656) . . . most of these are said to have been born in England . . . 






This blogpost was researched and prepared specifically for The Seventh Annual Great Genealogy Poetry Challenge over at cousin Bill's family history blog which is known as . . . West in New England . . . 



Wednesday, October 28, 2015

1899 :: Death from a broken neck


On this date in our family history . . . the 28th day of October . . . in the year 1899 . . . Josephine Wingfield Henry nee Davis dies of a broken neck in Milam County, Texas . . . this Josephine is a maternal 2nd great-grandma to the Keeper of this family history blog . . . 





The news of her tragic death was reported in multiple newspapers, including the following article from the November 2nd edition of the Rockdale Messenger, which makes mention of her "gray mare" which is currently believed to be the animal in the above photo* . . . 


Accident - Mrs. W. P. Henry who has lived on the Cameron road, 3-miles from Rockdale for over 20-years left her son’s home on the Dr. A.C. Isaacs farm, about 3-miles beyond her home, to come home and as was her habit, she pushed her buggy animal, a gray mare that she has driven for several years, into a lope.



She drove over the hill at the home of George Banzhaf and turning down the hill, Mr. Jenkins and Mr. Bradly were going from Rockdale to their home beyond Minerva in a light spring wagon, seeing the vehicle coming down the hill near them, pulled their team, a pair of young mules, to one side to give the road, but before the left wheel had cleared the track to the right fore wheel of Mrs. Henry’s buggy struck the hub of the wagon wheel and smashed it.


The woman had probably never seen the wagon or saw it too late to stop, and she was pitched foremost and fell with her head between the left fore wheel of the buggy and shafts and was so held that her hair was wound around the buggy hub and spindle and she was held there until some young man, met the buggy at the gate near the old Ferguson place, more than a half-mile this side of where the accident occurred.


She was dead when found as her neck was broken. She was buried at the Pleasant Grove cemetery Sunday evening. She leaves a husband and five grown children, three sons and two daughters, all married. Brother Henry does not blame the drivers of the wagon for the accident but thinks they should have ascertained the results before driving home.






*P.S. . . . this photo is from the private photo collection of Josephine's daughter-in-law and is not labeled . . . the lady on the left closely resembles other photos of our Josephine . . . enough so for us to think it is indeed grandma Josephine (1842-1899) . . . at this time we do not have any idea who the lady on the right might be . . . 

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