Nancy Graham of Jackson, Ohio, is also interesting because she received two stove patents (one omitted from LWP) in addition to her plaiting machine, and because she seems to have been an entrepreneur and manufacturer as well as an inventor. Born Nancy Jane Dobbs in Ohio, she married Christopher Graham before 1859. Her first two children were born in Indiana in 1859 and 1862. By 1865 she was back in Ohio, where her other six children were born, the last three between 1870 and 1880. As of 1870 Christopher Graham was a tinner. The family seems to have belonged to the Methodist church, as the Jackson-born children were baptized here.
 Nancy Graham died of cancer in her early 50s, just a few months after her second patent was granted. She was in Lamar, Missouri, in the last days of her illness; she died and was buried there, late in 1889. At the time of her death, she owned real property in Jackson and made a will to dispose of it and her other assets. Among her bequests is $250 to her eldest child and executor, Pelow Graham, intented, she says “as compensation for his service connected with my business at Jackson, Ohio.” She leaves $50 each to her three middle sons, and “all my real estate, ... particularly my real estate in Jackons, Ohio” equally to her three daughters, her youngest son, and her husband, Christopher’s share to go to these four children at his death, “share and share alike.”
 It is interesting to note that Graham makes her eldest son her executor, and leaves her husband only a life interest in a fifth of her real property. This, combined with her patenteed inventions and her entry into the business world, suggests that her husband may have been a poor provider or, at the very least, less ambitious and successful than his wife. An estrangement between Nancy and Christopher could also explain her move to Missouri just before her death. The other obvious explanation would be that her eldest daughter Martha had moved there, and Nancy went to her because she needed care. Interestingly enough, Martha does not seem to have been married by 1889, although she would have been 27 years old.
 The nature of Nancy Graham’s business is not yet certain, but it may have been a stove-manufacturing and / or sales entreprise.
 Nancy J. Graham was recently honored in her home town of Jackson, Ohio. The Herizon Women’s Collective included her in an exhibit, “Women to Be Proud Of — Historical Portraits of Notable Jackson County Women,” mounted at the City Library (D. Stanley, L-3/21,23,24, 6/11 & 27, 11/29/82; Jackson, Ohio, Birth & Death Records, 1867-1908; Will of Nancy J. Graham, Nov. 21, 1889; 1870 & 1880 censuses, Jackson, Ohio; Herizon, “WOmeb to Be Proud Of...,” November 1982; T. Tucker, L-8/20, 8/25, 9/1, and 9/4/84).
 Other laundry aids: Not machines per se, but definitely mechanical and thus pertinent here, are the folding ironing boards, the adjustable pant(aloon) stretchers or shapers, the curtain stretchers, and the reels and pulleys allowing clothing to be hung on a line inside and then conveyed out through an upper-floor window to dry, among other laundry aids that women invented during the 19th century. Following are single examples (all patented, all from LWP) in each group mentioned. — (Source : Mothers and Daughters of Invention: Notes for a Revised History of Technology, by Autumn Stanley). 1993. 

Naomi Trudeau Morris, Spent Her Life On The Water
From The Toronto Star, 2004.
by Cathernie Dunphy, Obituary writer

 No one ever told Naomi Trudeau Morris what to do. And no one dared tell her what she couldn’t do - especially if it was because she was a woman.
 At 12, she was winning paddling races at the Island Aquatic Club but getting no recognition or ribbons because of her gender. Still, that was the year she was chosen to stroke in the club’s war canoe. At 14, as a member of the Toronto Dolphinette swim club, she set a Canadian swim record for the medley relay. Only the war prevented her from going to the Olympics.
 When she was in her mid-20s, she bought herself a snipe sailing boat so she and her sister Vivienne could join the Queen City Yacht Club. The fact that women weren’t allowed to be sailing members didn’t stop her, and in 1948 the Trudeau sisters became the first full-fledged female club members.
 "Women sailed in those days but they couldn’t be full members of the club," recalled Vivienne Trudeau Doyle. At the end of that season they were third in racing points. And they won the club Sportsman Trophy. In 1953, Naomi Morris won the club championship flag in The Puffin, the dinghy that she bought because she wanted to go farther, faster. "Naomi was always the daredevil," said her sister. "She had to wear leather gloves to keep the wind from whipping off the sail. She loved speed."
 So of course, one year after the World Masters Games premiered in Toronto, which was when the Canadian Masters program started up in the city, she was down at the Balmy Beach Canoe Club ready to sign up for masters paddling. It was 1986, she was 64 and she was also almost legally blind.
 Russ Dunn was the man in charge of the Masters paddling program there. He was skeptical about Mrs. Morris’ ability."Usually paddlers don’t last long. You kneel on one knee when you paddle and after five minutes your knee starts to hurt," he said. "You have to be strong and it’s hard to keep in stroke."
 And usually master paddlers were closer to 30 - the minimum age then for the Masters category. (Now it is 25.) But Mrs. Morris had been working out at Alfie’s Gym. She was strong, she had perfect balance, and if they did tip, she certainly could swim her way out of trouble. Plus she had never quit anything.
 Dunn didn’t know that, nor did he know she couldn’t see much out on the water, so he gave her a tryout. "She was quite a find." They paired up and paddled C2s (two person canoes) in regattas as far afield as Halifax. With other women in the club, Mrs. Morris paddled C4s (four person canoes), kayak 4s, kayak tandem and even kayak singles a couple of times. The Canadian Canoe Association has a trophy in her name. She may well have been the oldest woman in the world still paddling when she stopped at about age 76.
 She and Dunn also starred in a Body Break television spot on the benefits of physical fitness. That commercial was on display along with a large tangle of racing medals, winning pennants, flags and photos from her long association on and in water at the Balmy Beach Canoe Club on May 9 at a celebration of Mrs. Morris’ life. She died at home April 12 with her daughter, Renee, and her guide dog, Juanita, by her side. She was 82. She wasn’t blind. She went where she wanted. Did what she wanted. She just couldn’t see," said karin larson, a publisher of a yachting magazine and one of Mrs. Morris’ oldest friends.
 They met on the Toronto Islands, where Mrs. Morris grew up after her family moved there from the Beach area of Toronto. Mrs. Morris was swimming by age 5, canoeing and kayaking a couple of years later.
 Yet her sister said she was sick most of her life. A 2-pound premature baby, at age 2 she pulled a pot of boiling water off the stove onto herself - and didn’t walk for a couple of years. A family maid mistakenly fed a 6-year-old Naomi deadly nightshade, which burned out the lining of her stomach. At 8 she was bedridden for two years with a very serious case of bronchitis that became pneumonia. "Then when she was 23, she fell into a stagnant pool. She developed a mastoid infection in both ears, meningitis, lockjaw and pernicious anemia a a result. The doctor declared her too weak for surgery, and predicted she wouldn’t make it." Her last illness left her deaf in one ear and with no reflexes. Her reaction time was always slow so that when the starting gun went off she was always last. But she always caught up.
 "Noni worked hard. She was determined and always wanted to win. And she did," said her sister.
 Some time after a brief first marriage that produced a daughter Linda, she met and married a yoyo salesman named Claude Morris and had two more children, Renee and a son, Andre, who died in 1995. An amateur artist, she taught crafts as a teaching assistant at Withrow Public School even after she was diagnosed with glaucoma at age 48. It didn’t hold her back. She used to ride her 10-speed silver Peugeot down to the Balmy Beach club when all she could see were vague shapes. She travelled to the downtown YMCA for aquafit swimming sessions three times a week. And she had her paddling.
 "She steered the boat. She couldn’t see but she could steer and she was strong and we depended on her," said Mary Ellen Fyfle, who paddled C4s with Mrs. Morris.
 In 1995, Mrs. Morris had a hip replacement and went to San Rafael, Calif. to meet and bring home Juanita, a chocolate brown lab guide dog who became her best friend. When her husband died in 2002 and she began suffering from Alzheimer disease, she and Juanita moved in with her daughter Renee and Renee’s husband, Larry Taylor. "Juanita allowed Mom independence and freedom. Now she is helping me get through this sad time," Renee said.
 

Old downtown hardware store’s fate is up in the air
Retail and residential seen as possible uses for antiquated building
Boston Business Journal – August 10, 2007
by Michelle Hillman – Journal staff

 The Hardware Outlet Co. is an odd duck among the sleek office towers on High Street. After the death of owner Francis Ramacorti, his widow and the law firm in charge of the estate are trying to decide what to do with the property.
The Hardware Outlet Co. was more than just a dirty, disorganized sliver of a store where office workers could go to find random knickknacks for home repairs.
 The store, which has been closed since the owner, Francis “Frank” Ramacorti died a year ago, was somewhat of a landmark in Boston given it was the home-improvement store in a district populated by the 9 to 5 crowd. Located in Boston’s Financial District at 51 High St., the store gained notoriety for its unusual location and purpose.
 Ramacorti also became known himself for his refusal to sell the property, which had caught the attention of many commercial developers eyes over the years.
 Now his widow, Karen Ramacorti, and Ropes & Gray LLP — the law firm in charge of the Ramacorti estate — are trying to decide what to do with the property which is sandwiched between the 99 High St. tower and Massachusetts Bay Transportation Authority offices.
 Karen, who resides in Reading, said she is in discussions with one hardware store operator who would like to lease the property but she has not made a decision about whether she will lease or sell the building.
 Though the slender building is just shy of 12,000 square feet and is assessed at $916,600, it could be an attractive site for a small retailer, boutique company or even for residential uses, said David Begelfer, chief executive officer of the Massachusetts chapter of the National Association of Industrial and Office Properties. Begelfer guessed that if sold, the property could garner approximately $1 million or possibly more depending on how many stories could be added to the four-story building. The lack of development sites in Boston, no matter how small, could also drive interest and price.
 “The location is great, it’s a relatively small building,” Begelfer said. “You (could) own your own building, and that’s rare in Boston.”
 Karen Ramacorti expects she’ll make a decision by this fall and said although there are sentimental reasons to see the property continue as a hardware store, she acknowledged “it’s not a very good business decision.”
 Her husband purchased the property in 1934 as a real estate investment and never intended to run the hardware store until the day he died. But Ramacorti knew a lot about hardware and repairs and grew to know his customers, said Karen. The store was so narrow that there was only one aisle up the center stacked from floor to ceiling with odds and ends.
 “I think he had a lot of years invested in it and he liked it,” said Karen Ramacorti. “A lot of people come in in the neighborhood… it was almost like a social club.”
 Customers would come to poke around in the old, unconventional hardware store to find things they couldn’t get elsewhere. Now the family is in the process of removing paints and pesticides from the building, which is stocked to the roof with hardware supplies. There are no family members interested in carrying on the hardware store’s legacy, said Karen Ramacorti.
 The closing of the Hardware Outlet is representative of more than just another small, family-owned business fading away or an antiquated piece of real estate ripe for redevelopment. It’s symptomatic of what is happening to small businesses across the region and country, said Steve Adams, regional advocate for the U.S. Small Business Administration in Boston.
 “This business is closing its doors not because they couldn’t make it but because the owner died,” said Adams. “This is a really interesting microcosm of what’s going to happen all over the city and all over the region because small business (owners) have no plan after they retire or after they die.”
 Adams, who used to visit the “beat-up old hardware store,” said he thought it was unlikely the store would continue as a hardware outlet, given the property’s value. 

Perry W. Craft was born on March 30, 1928, in Cambridge, Queens, NB. Perry first became interested in “Country Music” when he listened to Don Messer and His New Brunswick Lumberjacks on the radio. This influenced him to take violin lessons. He quickly became bored with classical music and decided to apply what he had learned to playing country music. By the time he was 16, he was playing for dances all around the country.
In 1948, he joined the Maritime Farmer Barn Dance Band in Saint John. They had a half-hour radio show each Saturday night and played for dances four to six nights a week. They also toured Nova Scotia playing at various locations throughout the province. In 1957, the band had a half-hour show on CHSJ-TV each week. Perry’s work forced him to give up band work in 1958, but he continued to play and enter competitions when his work permitted. He still plays for special functions and gatherings around the province.
Perry took first place in the Fiddle Contest at the Atlantic National Exhibition in 1967 and 1968 and second place in 1982 and 1983. Perry and his wife Marilyn live in Quispamsis. They have two children, Mrs. Barbara Lowney and Dr. James Craft, both of Saint John. (Source) 

Retired actor recalls area’s celebrity lifestyle
By Diane Welch (December 7, 2005) [Union-Tribune San Diego]
DEL MAR – Longtime resident Don Terwilliger is famous for his tales of a bygone era. His ability to recall Del Mar during the 1930s and 1940s, when celebrity sightings were common, make him a valuable resource for writers of local history. But Terwilliger’s stories retell only part of his colorful life.
 Encinitas writer Wendy Haskett has featured Terwilliger’s recollections of stardom in her book, “Backward Glances,” an entertaining collection of San Dieguito-area residents’ stories. “Don is unfailingly interesting,” Haskett said. “His stories are so unique.”
 As a professional dancer working in Hollywood, Las Vegas and San Diego’s Starlight Opera, then later as an actor on television, some of Terwilliger’s memories have a glamorous aspect with a humorous twist. There was the moment when one shoulder of Jayne Mansfield’s dress accidentally slipped down during one of her shows in Las Vegas. Terwilliger, who worked in Las Vegas for seven years, was partnered with her in the nightclub show, when part of her breast was suddenly revealed, he said during a recent interview. He let Mansfield know, in an aside comment.
 Then there was the time when, on the sitcom “Murphy Brown,” Terwilliger had a single word of dialogue aimed at a very pregnant Murphy. As she stepped out of an elevator, he uttered, “Moooooo.” Terwilliger said he worked on the show for five years, mostly as a stand-in for camera blocking and as an extra.
 Early in his show business career, Terwilliger appeared on television in the General Electric Theater, hosted by Ronald Reagan from 1954 to 1962. “It was so much fun. I not only danced but did skits and comedy spoofs,” he said. Later, Terwilliger was seated behind Reagan at a horse auction at the Del Mar Racetrack. After tapping him on the shoulder, Terwilliger chatted with Reagan about the show and shared pleasantries with Nancy Reagan, who was with him. “A year later, exactly the same thing happened again, at the same auction. I tapped Reagan on his shoulder to get his attention, and said to him, ’It’s me again!’ and Reagan burst out laughing,” Terwilliger said.
 When historical facts about Del Mar need verifying, Terwilliger is happy to oblige.Last month, he was invited to meet with movie stars Jane Russell and Terry Moore at L’Auberge Del Mar Resort and Spa. “They drove up in a chauffeured limousine,” he said. “Still looking fabulous! We talked about Del Mar back in the 1940s and looked at vintage photos in the L’Auberge’s Jimmy Durante Pub. I was able to name unidentified figures in those photos for them.” His knowledge of Jimmy Durante’s connection to Del Mar will be used in the special features of a DVD re-release of the notorious 1943 Howard Hughes movie “The Outlaw,” which starred Russell and Moore.
 When a cracked kneecap and, later, an Achilles tendon injury ended his 20-year dancing career, Terwilliger was hired by 20th Century Fox as a stand-in on several TV shows. “I knew the casting agent, who asked me if I’d consider doing stand-in work for Ryan O’Neal on ‘Peyton Place,’ ” Terwilliger said. His most memorable acting was an 11-year run on “Cheers,” where he had bit parts at the famous Boston pub. When the show went off the air in 1993, Terwilliger retired.
 Today, at 74, he is the former president and a current active member of the Del Mar Historical Society. Terwilliger is helping preserve the past by sharing his knowledge of local history. “It’s something that I’m very proud of,” he said, adding that he’ll continue to do it as long as he is able. 

Tochter eines Überlebenden spricht für ihren Vater
von Kathrin Aldenhoff – 09.11.2015

„Unsere Eltern waren Überlebende des Holocausts“, sagt Miriam Dvir, auf einer Gedenkfeier an die Reichspogromnacht. Sie ist von Israel nach Bremen gereist, um am Jahrestag für ihren Vater zu sprechen.
 Die beiden Schwestern sind hier, um die Mission ihres Vaters zu erfüllen. Sein ganzes Leben lang wollte Martin Bialystock seine Geschichte erzählen, damit niemand den Holocaust vergisst.
 Inzwischen lebt er in Tel Aviv, ist 92 Jahre alt und sitzt im Rollstuhl. Deshalb sind nun seine Töchter Miriam Dvir und Aya Stauber von Israel nach Bremen gereist, um am Jahrestag der Reichspogromnacht seine Geschichte zu erzählen.
 „Unsere Eltern waren Überlebende des Holocausts. Sie konnten nicht einen Tag ihres Lebens vergessen, was sie durchgemacht hatten“, sagt Miriam Dvir. Sie steht am Rednerpult vor den Gästen der Gedenkfeier der Fraktionen der Bremischen Bürgerschaft neben dem Gedenkstein an der Dechanatstraße. Die 67-Jährige spricht auf Deutsch, langsam, immer wieder stockt ihre Stimme. „Wir Kinder waren dazu da, ihr Leben lebenswert zu machen.“
 Sie und ihre Schwester Aya sind Holocaust-Überlebende der zweiten Generation. Ihr Leben und das ihrer Schwester sei von Schatten überlagert, die im Haus der Familie stets gegenwärtig waren. „Uns fehlte das wunderbare Glücksgefühl, von den Großeltern geliebt zu werden. Wir hatten keine.“ Ihre Stimme zittert, Miriam Dvir macht eine kurze Pause. Ihre Großeltern, also die Eltern ihres Vaters Martin, wurden in Auschwitz ermordet. Und auch Martins jüngere Schwester starb in Auschwitz. Miriam Dvir hat denselben Vornamen wie sie. Ihre Eltern gaben ihr den Namen ihrer Tante, die sie nie kennenlernen durfte, weil Miriam Bialystock als junges Mädchen in Auschwitz ermordet wurde.
 Martin Bialystock war 15 Jahre alt, als Nazis am 9. November 1938 die Scheiben des Bekleidungsgeschäfts seiner Eltern einwarfen und den Laden plünderten. Seine Schwester und er erlebten die Reichspogromnacht voller Angst in der Wohnung der Familie über dem Geschäft. Wenige Tage später musste er mit anderen jüdischen Jugendlichen Gruben auf dem jüdischen Friedhof ausheben. Für die Bremer Juden, die in der Nacht ermordet wurden.
 Kurze Zeit später wurde die Familie Bialystock gezwungen, ihr Geschäft an einen Konkurrenten zu verkaufen, die Familie flüchtete aus Bremen. Martin Bialystock floh in die Niederlande und von dort aus nach Palästina, damals britisches Mandatsgebiet. Mit 17 Jahren schloss er sich der britischen Armee an. Martin Bialystock kämpfte in Nordafrika und Italien gegen Nazi-Deutschland und suchte in Europa nach seiner Familie.
 Seine Eltern und seine Schwester Miriam flohen von Bremen nach Belgien, sie wollten ein Schiff in die USA oder ein anderes sicheres Land nehmen. Doch die Familie musste in Antwerpen warten, weil die Zahl der amerikanischen Visa beschränkt war. Sie musste zu lange warten: Die Gestapo verhaftete die Familie in Antwerpen, Martins Eltern und seine Schwester wurden nach Auschwitz deportiert und dort ermordet.
 Das ist die Geschichte, die Martin Bialystock sein Leben lang erzählen will, vor allem den jungen Menschen, damit der Holocaust nicht vergessen wird. Vor sechs Jahren war er in seine alte Heimat Bremen zurückgekehrt. Er hatte bei der Gedenkstunde für die in der Reichspogromnacht ermordeten Juden eine Rede gehalten, war Ehrengast der Nacht der Jugend im Bremer Rathaus gewesen und hatte mit Bremer Schülern über den Holocaust gesprochen. Damals hatte ihn seine Tochter Miriam Dvir begleitet. Noch einmal nach Deutschland zu kommen, dazu fehlte dem 92-Jährigen dieses Mal die Kraft.
 Rabbiner Netanel Teitelbaum stimmte bei der Gedenkfeier eine Totenklage an und betete mit den Anwesenden, Schülerinnen der St.-Johannis-Schule lasen die Namen von 60 Bremer Juden vor – stellvertretend für alle, die Opfer der NS-Diktatur wurden. Die Fraktionsvorsitzenden Björn Tschöpe (SPD), Thomas Röwekamp (CDU), Maike Schäfer (Grüne) und Kristina Vogt (Linke) legten einen Kranz nieder.
 In seiner Rede erinnerte Björn Tschöpe an die fünf Bremer Juden, die in der Reichspogromnacht ermordet wurden. Ihnen ist der Gedenkstein an der Dechanatstraße gewidmet. Er erinnerte auch an die 170 Menschen mit jüdischem Glauben, die in dieser Nacht festgenommen, durch die Stadt getrieben und ins Konzentrationslager Sachsenhausen deportiert wurden. Tschöpe mahnte: „Bremer waren sie wie wir. Aber kaum jemand hat damals protestiert, als sie zum Bahnhof getrieben wurden.“ 

Un Père Blanc dans le Sahara algérien
De Ludo Louis Lucet Lakhdar, Mafr

 Français et Parisien, je suis le sixième enfant d’une famille de quatorze enfants, dont dix filles. Je suis né le 5 septembre 1938. Mon père était un pharmacien. Si le désir de devenir missionnaire a commencé tout jeune, c’est après le baccalauréat que j’ai fait un choix de vie. Hésitant entre la médecine et la vie missionnaire, j’ai choisi à la fin d’entrer chez les Missionnaires d’Afrique (Pères Blancs). J’ai étudié la philosophie à Kerlois. Après le noviciat à Gap, j’ai étudié la théologie en Tunisie (deux ans) et en France (deux ans). Entre ces deux périodes, j’ai fait vingt-six mois de service militaire à Bizerte en Tunisie. Ces années furent marquées par des troubles en Tunisie et surtout la guerre d’indépendance en Algérie. J’ai été ordonné prêtre le 26 juin 1965 à Notre-Dame de Paris au milieu d’une trentaine d’autres jeunes.
 Ma première nomination missionnaire a été au Sud de l’Algérie, le Sahara algérien, et j’y suis resté plus de quarante ans. Fantastique ! J’ai commencé par une année d’acclimatation et d’étude de l’arabe à Ghardaïa et puis deux ans à Rome pour le PISAI et ensuite deux ans à Paris pour devenir technicien de laboratoire. Ensuite, je suis resté treize ans à Béchar. Il y avait le travail du laboratoire à plein temps mais aussi le service auprès des chrétiens coopérants, la visite des plus pauvres et la participation au centre de formation professionnelle. En fait, notre communauté (trois pères) était bien occupée. Le pays était en plein développement : la nationalisation des écoles, du pétrole… Cela était passionnant mais pas toujours évident. En juin 1985, j’ai été appelé en France pour quatre ans d’animation vocationnelle et missionnaire sur Nantes et Angers. Ce travail en milieu chrétien bien nouveau pour moi, fut intéressant mais un peu frustrant !
 Après ce temps en France et avant de revenir en Algérie, j’ai fait la session de ressourcement spirituel de trois mois à Jérusalem : session biblique, retraite ignacienne et pèlerinage en Terre Sainte. Cela était un excellent temps de recyclage avant que je ne commence en 1990 un nouveau séjour dans le Sahara Algérien sur Ouargla (proche de la Tunisie). Dans cette ville oasis de plus de 150 000 habitants, je suis resté dix-heuf ans en communauté Pères Blancs (deux ou trois selon les circonstances). Pour moi, ce fut d’abord un temps de travail dans un laboratoire privé jusqu’au moment de la retraite (soixante ans). Il y avait aussi l’animation pastorale de quelques chrétiens et chrétiennes présent(e)s (religieuses, coopérants, étudiants à l’université, pétroliers à Hassi–Messaoud (à 80 km de Ouargla), travailleurs migrants…). En outre, nous avions une bibliothèque spécialisée sur la culture, la vie et l’histoire de Ouargla et spécialisée pour les étudiants algériens ou étrangers en langue française. Par ailleurs, c’est aussi pendant mon séjour sur Ouargla que j’ai vécu, rencontré et travaillé avec des stagiaires africains Pères Blancs. La relève commençait et cela continue, el Hamdu Lillah.
 C’est à Ouargla que j’ai rencontré aussi des algériens chrétiens dont un couple de pasteurs évangélistes. Nous avons appris à vivre ensemble. Tout cela s’est vécu dans un climat politique pas toujours facile avec une islamisation latente de plus en plus forte. La décennie noire allait bientôt arriver. Je me souviens avoir accueilli mes deux confrères Raphaël et Bernard qui venaient d’échapper à un attentat sur leur maison de Ghardaïa en 1995. Cette maison est restée fermée pendant un certain temps ! Vers 2001, j’ai quitté Ouargla pour Ghardaïa où je suis resté environ neuf ans avant de monter sur Alger pour quelques années avec un problème qui ira grandissant au genou gauche. Tous ces temps-là, on a continué à vivre avec la pastorale classique, le service des migrants subsahariens, des cours de français, et d’anglais et même aussi d’arabe algérien pour les nouveaux venus à la mission car il y a eu de nouvelles congrégations qui sont venues faire des œuvres missionnaires en Algérie et dans le Sahara. El Hamdu Lillah ! En plus des activités habituelles (bibliothèque, cours, accueil des étudiants) se sont ouverts des différents services auprès des handicapés, des enfants, des prisonniers ou à l’hôpital. Actuellement, tout se vit dans un climat bien difficile sur tous les plans, économique, social, sanitaire, religieux ou culturel.
 Me voilà rentré en France depuis dix-huit mois et l’on me demande parfois, avec un esprit critique où va l’Algérie ? Ce que j’ai pu vivre dans ce pays depuis longtemps me fait croire que ce pays si jeune et si plein de ressources matérielles et humaines s’en sort. Il restera toujours que c’est un beau et magnifique pays où l’accueil, le sens de Dieu et la confiance en Lui, la fierté et l’entraide sont des vérités qui ne peuvent disparaître. Comme des amis me l’ont bien dit souvent : Il faut toujours dire merci à Dieu. Confiance en Lui. El Hamdu Lillah ! (Source : Relais Maghreb, n° 40, mars 2022) 

Who’s Who in Chicago 1931
Terwilliger, Edwin, lawyer; b. Mason, Ingham, Mich., Sept.21,1872; s. Edwin and Zipora Jane (Sherwood) Terwilliger; grad. Lansing (Mich.) High School,1892; LL.B., Univ. of Mich., 1896 Began as bank clk., Lansing, 1892; came to Chicago, 1896, and entered law office of ex-Gov. John M. Hamilton as asst.; began law practice 1896; mem. firm of Pringle & Terwilliger since 1900. Mem. Chicago Bar Assn. Republican. Mason (K.T., Shriner). Club: Palette and Chisel. Recreations: painting, golf. Home:1359 Hudson Av. Office: 7 S.Dearborn St..Died: South Haven, Michigan 12-20-1961 (89) 

“Reminiscent And Historical” — Berwick Register, Wednesday Evening, July 2, 1924.

 The following clippings from the Messenger and Visitor (now the Maritime Baptist) of May 10, 1905, refer to the lives and death of Rev. David Chase and his wife, in the year 1844, of whom reference was made in an item in last week’s issue of the Register. Mrs. Mansfield Nichols, granddaughter of Rev. and Mrs. Chase, has requested us to publish these clippings, which should prove of great interest, especially to the older settlers of Western Kings.

Rev. David Chase (Messenger and Visitor, May 10, 1905)
 Often when reading accounts of the lives and grand deeds of departed ministers, such as William Hall, Dr. Welton, and others, my mind invariably turns to one noble man of God, and the wife also being worthy of such a husband. This man was the Rev. David Chase, the first person granted a license to preach from the Second Cornwallis (now Berwick) church. His wife was Jane Morse, a sister of Daniel Morse of Nictaux, after whom her son, also D. M. Welton, was named. No family, I think, is better known today in the Annapolis Valley among Baptist people. Old Mr. Daniel Morse of Nictaux was grandfather of Rev. L. D. Morse, of Wolfville. One sister was Mrs. Sidney Welton, mother of Dr. Welton, another, Mrs. Abel Parker, mother of Rev. D. O. Parker and Rev. David Freeman’s wife. This makes Mrs. Parker grandmother of Mrs. L. D. Morse, also of Mrs. Dr. Trotter of Acadia.
 But the one of this family that my letter is especially intended to bring before our minds is gone, the baby of the household, who became, at the age of seventeen, the wife of the Rev. David Chase, left her home and went to a distant part of New Brunswick. In those days it seemed as far away as the North West or British Columbia does now. There at Jemseg this noble couple, rich in faith toward God, worked and prayed, forgetting their own health in their anxiety for the salvation of souls. In many places there were no carriage roads and they went on horseback through paths in the forest. Twice Mrs. Chase took her wedding ring off her finger and put in the mission box because she had no money to give. The ring was dear to her heart as her husband knew, and once he planned and bought it back, but the second time it had to go. How many would do the same today?
 After eight or ten years of hard work, exposure and anxiety, broke the strong constitution, and the faithful child of God laid down the cross and went to receive from his Master the crown. The young wife could not stand the blow (though she thought of her four little ones) and in less than two months they laid her beside her loved one. Mr. Chase died March 24th, and on the 22nd of May the same year, she closed her eyes to earthly scenes to behold the glories of heaven.
 Over the graves of this devoted couple the church erected a beautiful monument with told how much they thought of them. One of the sons died at the age of 22. Another son is doing business in England. The two daughters, one Mrs. Jonathan Sanford, the other Mrs. Reuben Loomer, still live in Weston, a branch of the Berwick church. Two gentlemen asked Mrs. Sanford for her father’s license to preach, as they wished to place it in the museum of Acadia College, I suppose it is there today.

Dear Editor: - I have read with interest the sketch of my uncle the Rev. David I. Chase in the Messenger and Visitor of May 10th. His paternal home was in Welsford, a few miles northward from Berwick. In my early boyhood I remember him visiting my parents, feeble and wasting away in consumption. I send you as a relic of the past a copy of the License given to him in the old Pleasant Valley meeting house seventy-one years ago. I am holding the original, in the Rev. Wm. Chipman’s hand-writing, and characteristic style of composition, with a number of other relics for the Acadia University museum among which is correspondence of Rev. Wm. Chipman and his son Isaac, when Isaac was a student at Waterville, Me., and his youthful autobiography, and journal when a student, and the last letter he wrote to his father, pleading for the college a few days before his untimely death in Minas Basin.

License of the 2nd Bapt. Church for Bro. D. I. Chase.
These may certify that our dear brother David I. Chase a member of the 2nd Baptist church in Cornwallis having improved his gifts for some time past in Prayer Exhortation and Preaching the Gospel of Jesus Christ, that being satisfied that he has public gifts, do now license him to improve the same in manner as heretofore and wherever the Lord in his wise providence may be pleased to direct his steps. And our prayer to God is, that he may be directed in infinite wisdom, and guided by his Holy Spirit into the mysteries of Redemption, and prove himself to be a good minister of Jesus Christ, and his labors of love hereby be abundantly blessed of the Lord.
Signed in behalf and by order of said church,
Alfred Skinner. – Done in Conference, 26th July, 1834.

[Source : Phil Vogler – P.O. Box 266 – Berwick, Nova Scotia – B0P 1E0]

David Chase, who was a brother of Rev. Skinner’s wife, pursued his ministry successfully for seven years until, as a young man of thirty-six died of tuberculosis. Three months later his wife Jane died of the same disease. (source: http://www.rubycusack.com/issue361.html) 

GEORGE TERWILLIGER   George Terwilliger, attorney at law, Justice of the Peace, Notary Public and insurance agent, at Fulton, was born in the town of New Scotland, Albany, N. Y., and is the son of John and Margaret (Reid) Terwilliger, his father being of Holland descent and his mother of Scotch.
 At the age of nine years he moved with his parents to De Witt, Onondaga, N. Y., and remained with his father on the farm, receiving the ordinary common-school education, until he entered the Onondaga Academy, located at Onondaga Hollow, where he took a four years’ course and graduated in the class of 1850. He then commenced the study of the law with Forbes & Sheldon, in the city of Syracuse, and was admitted to practice in all the Courts of New York State on the 5th of July, 1852. During the time he was studying law he frequently assisted in editing the Syracuse Daily Journal, one of the leading newspapers in the interior of New York State, and after his admission to the Bar became editor-in-chief of that paper. He remained in this position for about two years, when he resigned on account of a change in the proprietorship, he being Free-Soil in his proclivities, while the new proprietors were pro-slavery in their views. Shortly after his resigning he was elected City Attorney of the city of Syracuse, receivng the highest vote cast for any one on his ticket except the candidate for City Treasurer. In 1857 he removed to New York city, where he practiced law, and was also honored with positions in the Custom House, and in the Tax Commissioner’s office. While a resident of New York he was admitted to practice in the United States District and Circuit Courts.
 In the summer of 1870 he came West in accordance with a long considered intention, and purchased the Sterling Gazette, which paper he conducted with ability and success until March, 1872, when he sold out and moved to Fulton, purchasing the Fulton Journal. In the fall of 1872 he sold a one-half interest in the Journal to Dr. W. C. Snyder, now State Senator, he taking the editorial department, and Dr. Snyder the business department. In 1876 he sold his interest in the Journal, and virtually laid aside the editorial quill. When the Legislature of 1877 convened, his reputation was such that he easily secured a clerkship in the House of Representatives, and served during the session. In the spring of that year he was elected Justice of the Peace of Fulton, and on his return from Springfield entered upon the duties of his office. In June, 1877, he was employed in editing and compiling Bent’s History of Whiteside, and completed the work in the following January. At the session of the Legislature in 1879 he was elected First Assistant Secretary of the Senate, and was, re-elected at the session of 1881, the Senators being so well pleased with his services that at this session they presented him with an elegant gold watch. At the special session of 1881 he was elected Secretary of the Senate. During the years 1874, 1875 and 1876, he was City Clerk of the city of Fulton. He has been Justice of the Peace of the town of Fulton for eight years, and at the late spring election was again elected, without opposition, for four years more.
 Mr. Terwilliger has been a member of the Masonic Order since 1862, having been made a Mason in New York city. He was married while editing the Syracuse Daily Journal, to Miss Matilda B. Fowler, daughter of John and Eliza Fowler, Mrs. Terwilliger being a native of New York city. They have two children, both girls: Lillian, wife of Henry H. Denton, of Newtown, Queens, N. Y., and Georgiana, unmarried.
 Mr. T. is Republican in politics, and has been an active member of the party since its organization. He is a popular Justice, his thorough knowledge of law and judicial turn of mind enabling him to make his rulings and decisions in accordance with law and evidence, so that his judgments are seldom reversed. As a writer Mr. Terwilliger is favorably known throughout Northern and Western Illinois by his connection with the press, and his able compilation of the History of Whiteside County in 1877. (Source: Portrait and Biographical Album of Whiteside, Illinois, Chapman Brothers Publishing, Chicago, 1885., Page 327).

In the 1850 Census of DeWitt, Onondaga NY, p. 337, Roll M432_570, George is listed as 22 years of age, and a “student at Law” 

JOHN HARPHAM   John Harpham, dealer in harness and saddlery hardware, Third Street, Sterling, was born in Madison, N. Y., Oct. 27, 1828, being the seventh in a family of ten children, – four sons and six daughters. His parents were Septibah and Jane (McAlpine) Harpham, natives respectively of England and Scotland. The senior Harpham was a farmer by occupation, and died Jan. 11, 1840: the widow survived until 1863.
 John was reared on the farm and in the common school until 19 years of age, when he left home and went to Chenango Forks to learn the harness trade, remaining a year and a half. He then engaged in the same business for himself at Bridgeport, N. Y., for one and a half years. Then he sold out and for about three years attended the Fulton and Cazenovia Seminaries, a portion of this time teaching school. Then he married and settled in Fayetteville, Onondaga Co., N. Y., where he followed his trade a year and a half. Selling out, he came to Sterling, since which time he has been successfully engaged in the business stated at the beginning of this sketch, both wholesale and retail. In this line he is the leading man in Sterling.
 Mr. Harpham is a Republican and a Christian gentleman, belonging to the Congregational Church at Sterling. He was married May 22, 1853, to Nancy Terwilliger, a native of Onondaga Co., N. Y., and they have three children, Bertha A., Fanny E. and John L. Mrs. H. is also a member of the Congregational Church. (Source: Portrait and Biographical Album of Whiteside County, Illinois, Chapman Brothers Publishing, Chicago, 1885., Page 295).

 He was in the harness business in Bridgeport, but sold out to attend the Fulton and Cazenova Seminaries. After three years of study, he engaged in business in Fayetteville, NY for a year before moving to Rockford, IL, and then, via stagecoach, to Sterling in 1855. There he became a merchant in harnesses, saddlery, etc. His brother, Henry C., may have owned this business with him. All four of Henry C.’s sons worked in the business until 1884, when they moved to Lincoln, Nebraska, to form their own saddlery business, The Harpham Brothers Company, which continued to operate there at least until the 1930s.
 John M. C. built the John Harpham building, which graced downtown Sterling until the 1990s, when it was torn down. He and Nancy lived at 511 1st Street in Sterling. (Source: Geoffrey Galt Harpham, December 2, 2003). 

BILL, INGRAHAM EBENEZER   Baptist minister, journalist, and author; b. 19 Feb. 1805 in Billtown, N.S., son of Asahel Bill and Mary Rand; m. first 20 April 1826 Isabella Lyons in Cornwallis Township, N.S., and they had at least five children including one daughter; m. secondly 14 May 1873 Mrs Susan L. Dove in Boston; d. 4 Aug. 1891 in St Martins, N.B.
 Because his father died when he was about nine years old, the major influences on Ingraham Ebenezer Bill’s early life were his older brother Caleb Rand Bill and his minister, Edward Manning. By both men he was directed along the path of Christian commitment and public duty. On 8 Aug. 1824 he was baptized by Manning and joined the Cornwallis Baptist Church.
 After a long and intense struggle with his own fears and doubts, Bill began preaching in Cornwallis Township in 1827. The following year he moved to Nictaux, N.S., to assist the elderly Thomas Handley Chipman. Of Bill’s ordination on 2 March 1829 Manning recorded in his diary, “I never saw a more solemn and joyful lad ordained.” On Chipman’s death the following year, Bill became minister of the large and sprawling pastorate of Wilmot-Nictaux. He quickly established himself as one of the most effective and popular young ministers in the Maritimes. In a series of dramatic revivals he increased the size of his church until by 1837 it was the largest Baptist church in the Maritime colonies. Except for some 18 months as pastor of the Fredericton Baptist Church in 1840-42, he would remain at Nictaux until 1852. In that year he returned to New Brunswick to serve as pastor of the Germain Street Baptist Church in Saint John. In later years he ministered to churches in Carleton (Saint John) and St Martins.
 Given his effectiveness as a preacher, it is not surprising that Bill should be looked to for leadership in other areas of denominational affairs. Although he lacked much formal schooling himself, he developed an early and deep respect for education. His known sympathies for Baptist involvement in education made him a natural ally of the aggressive Halifax Baptists who by the fall of 1838 were determined to establish a denominational college. At a meeting with Edmund Albern Crawley and John Pryor, held at Bill’s house in Nictaux in October, the decision was made to found Queen’s College (renamed Acadia in 1841). When the decision was formally approved by the Nova Scotia Baptist Education Society on 15 November, Bill was named to the society’s managing committee and appointed financial agent for the new college.
 For the next 50 years Acadia would have few more dedicated or hard-working supporters. Between 1838 and 1884 Bill served first on the managing committee and then on the college’s board of governors. He repeatedly canvassed the Maritime colonies seeking financial support and students for the institution. In 1844-45 he travelled as far south as Georgia in his efforts to secure funding. The governor of South Carolina gave him $50, but most other Southerners would not contribute because Maritime Baptists supported the abolition of slavery. In 1849 and again in 1874 he travelled to Great Britain to raise funds. In recognition of his years of dedication to education, Acadia conferred on him an honorary doctorate in divinity in 1881.
 Bill’s visit to the United States had made him strongly aware of the need for “female education.” He had provided a good education for his only daughter, Mary, and in the fall of 1845, with his help, she opened a boarding-school for young ladies in her father’s home in Nictaux, the first such school run by Nova Scotia Baptists. Bill would campaign long and hard for greater educational opportunities for females and would live to see women graduating from Acadia College in the 1880s.
 Bill was clearly unafraid of change in society or in his church. He was one of the leaders of the temperance cause in the Nictaux area, and by 1834 he could proudly report that all dispensers of alcohol in the district had been forced to close their doors. During his brief ministry in Fredericton, he presided over a church that introduced organ music into the service. Several scandalized members transferred to other, more conservative churches.
 Bill was an enthusiastic advocate of Maritime Baptist involvement in foreign missions. He tried unsuccessfully in the 1850s to organize a Baptist mission to Australia, perhaps because two of his sons had gone there to settle. In 1870 he was one of the first to call for the establishment of a separate Maritime Baptist mission field in Asia; for 25 years the church had supported American Baptist work in Burma.
 Virtually every aspect of denominational life saw Bill’s energetic leadership. For ten years (1846-56) he served as secretary of the newly formed Baptist Convention of Nova Scotia, New Brunswick and Prince Edward Island, and later he was president of that organization. In 1852 he became editor of the Christian Visitor, a Baptist newspaper in New Brunswick, and he tirelessly filled this office until 1872.
 His long experience with the Baptist church, his central role in its development, and his intimate acquaintance with the founding fathers of the denomination led him as “a sacred duty” to compile a history of the Regular Baptists of the Maritime provinces. Aside from John Mockett Cramp’s series of articles in the Christian Messenger in the 1860s, Bill’s Fifty years with the Baptist ministers and churches of the Maritime provinces of Canada (Saint John, 1880) was the first attempt at such a compilation. Although the work is largely narrative rather than analytical, its publication was none the less an important event in the development of Maritime Baptists’ awareness of their past.
 An effective evangelist, pastor, and denominational organizer, Ingraham Ebenezer Bill was foremost among what might be termed the second generation of Maritime Baptist leaders.

ANGUS MACDONNELL AND FAMILY
Angus Macdonnell of "Cullachy" in Glengarry, Scotland, came to Antigonish before the dawn of the 19th century. He was married to Ann Bigelow, a native of Cornwallis, Nova Scotia. She first belonged to the Protestant Church but became a convert to the Catholic faith, and lived to the age of 106 years. The issue of her marriage to Mr. Macdonnell was as follows: James, Angus, Charles, William, John and Ann. All the sons excepting James and Angus were, during the greater portion of their lives, Master Mariners, sailing their own vessels, as was their father before them.
The son James came to Port Hood in early life and remained there all the rest of his days. He was widely known, and everywhere respected in the County of Inverness. He was born in Antigonish on May 30th, 1821, and died at Port Hood, September 21st, 1880. He was appointed Prothonotary of the Supreme Court for the County of Inverness on November 30th, 1853; a Justice of the Peace on 13th August 1854; Inspector of Schools-the first for this County under the Public School law, in 1864; Commissioner for taking Affidavit’s in the Supreme Court in 1856; Captain of the 2nd Regiment of Militia, Inverness, in 1863; and Registrar of Deeds for this County in January 1871. In all these positions he did credit to himself, and justice to the public. He was an official of acknowledged accuracy and neatness, with a manner and memory that were quite uncommon.
Mr. James Macdonnell was married to Charlotte Fuller of Arichat. Her father was John Fuller, Esquire, who was successively High Sheriff and County Treasurer for the County of Richmond. She was born in Arichat on October 11th, 1824, and died at Port Hood on May 5th, 1894. The family of Mr. and Mrs. James Macdonnell were the following: William, who became a Master Mariner, sailed the seven seas for many years, and is now exploiting our absorbing Western heritage; John A., who succeeded his father as our respected Registrar of Deeds and Prothonotary; Thomas in Seattle, Washington; Mary Louise, who lives in Antigonish, and was married to the late Dougald MacDonald, formerly a prosperous merchant of Port Hood, and latterly one of the best respected commercial travellers of Nova Scotia; Annie Laurie, who is married to Samuel McAdam, a printer and publisher of long experience now in the United States; Ada, who died young and unmarried; and Maggie, who was married to the late Hon. Daniel MacNeil Judge of the County Court for District No. 6.
Angus Macdonnell, brother to James lived some years in Inverness County where he learned the trade of Saddler and Harness maker.. 3e removed from this, and ultimately settled down into a life, of mercantile business at Pugwash in the County of Cumberland.
John, son of Angus Senior, also spent some time in this, and was appointed Deputy Sheriff for the District of Juste-au-Corps n 1820. He afterwards moved away never to return.
Ann, daughter of Angus Senior, was married to Captain Artemus Cameron, a Nova Scotian, who was drowned on the Grand Banks. [n her early widowhood she came to Port Hood and started an hotel known at that time as the "Cameron House". She kept and conduce-;ed that house creditably all the rest of her life. After her death her mother took charge and held it till she was past the century mile stone. 4s a memorial of happy things that were, this aged and vacant house, till stands, silent, sad and gray. 

MEMOIR WRITTEN BY HENRIETTA C. SMITH
Omaha – November 25, 1935    Henrietta C. Jann Smith was born in New York January 13, 1854. In 1856 my father and mother moved to Iowa City, Iowa. They had just lost a two-month-old baby boy. There were three families: the Janns; the Hoetzes with two children and Grandma Hoetz; and the Groegler family. Also, two children and three unmarried men. One was my father’s half brother, Adam Gill, who I was very fond of and he liked me.
 They thought it would be best to move to a new country. Could live much cheaper and work than in New York. Father, Mother, and Uncle Gill had just received their share of money from their home in Germany. Mr. Hoetz was a carpenter so he built an eight room house. Uncle got married. Each had two rooms but the carpenter wanted his money. Did many things to destroy the property. At last the three others offered to buy his share. He wanted what it cost to build it, all four shares. They at last gave it to him. He built a much nicer house for himself at the next corner, but did not live long. My brother was born but passed away in 1859, the year sister Margaret was born.
 Father worked in a large stagecoach shop. In 1860 the company moved to Des Moines, Iowa, so Father was transferred. He went ahead of the family until he could find a place to live in Des Moines. Came back after us in two months, packed our household goods, sent them ahead on a big transfer wagon.
 One morning at 4 o’clock there was a stagecoach at Uncle’s door, (where we stayed after our goods had gone). Father, Mother, baby sister and myself started fro our new home, Des Moines. I loved my uncle -- was hard to part from them and little boy.
 Well, a long trip for only 125 miles. They changed horses every 25 miles. We were always glad to get out (and) walk to some spring or well for a drink of water while they were getting the horses ready. Sometimes a new driver. I do not remember any other woman besides my mother or children besides little Margaret or as we called her then, Dodie or Gretchen. We had the back seat (first class) for the trip. It was war time. There was one soldier with us. We had some lunch with us. Stopped at a tavern for supper, some of the meals, Grimmell one place. Drove until next day in the afternoon, 4 o’clock. 125 miles make it now in about three hours or less. When we arrived at the state office in Des Moines, very tired.
 They took us to my father’s boarding house. We had a nice large room. Good German meals. We had to stay two weeks until our goods came, then we moved into a small house with another family on the other side who we knew as they also came from Iowa City. Mr. Seburger (sp?) also worked for the stage company.
 Well, it was September. You could not get much to put up for winter. A few tomatoes. Mother made jam and pickles and half bushel apples bought from a man in a covered wagon from Missouri.
 I had five brothers and three sisters. Three brothers died when young. Sister Louly when she was four years old. August, the oldest to live married, passed away at 68. Albert, the youngest child, never married, died in 1905.
 There are we three sisters left. Pearl, 72 a widow, lives in her house alone. Margaret, 76, also a widow, lives with her daughter, Margaret Alden and family. Myself, now 82, oldest of family, live with my oldest daughter, Martha (Smith) Erion and family. Have a very good and comfortable home. Had many friends and good neighbors, but not many left now.
 Well, Christmas was coming and afraid we could get no evergreen tree then like now. So my father went out in the woods, got a wild cherry tree, kept it in limewater six weeks, did now some green. Could not get wax candles so he had some holders made, cut large candles in half. Bought gold leaf for nuts and apples. Mother baked and frosted cookies with anise. We were the only children who had a Christmas tree.
 Well, we got a larger house. Sister Pearl was born in May. In June little brother Andrew passed away. Next year Father put up a shop for himself, but soon it was war time. Father had so much work. Had to have more room so he bought some land from Reverend Bird, the First Presbyterian minister in Des Moines, built a small house and shop room for eight workmen and lumber and tools. Later put up a brick house. We children had an old stagecoach for a playhouse. When it rained we put down the curtains. Had so much fun.
 Right back of our place was an old farm, part was an old cemetery. All kinds of wild fruit, one of the biggest walnut trees I ever saw. Everybody came for nuts in the fall. We always gathered a barrel full. The old man who owned it finally sold the place to the City. They opened Second Street, dug up the graves they could find, built a City Hall and fire barn.
 Father had all kinds of vehicles for repair. Carriages, peddler wagons, ever hearses. Father did very fine and the best work; good material. Made all the farmers’ wagons for miles around. Got $165 for a wagon without paint. That was before there were any factories in the East, but one could soon get a wagon for $65 ready for use. He had to let his men go, had little work for himself.
 I went to public school and two years to German church school. Joined German Lutheran church at 12; later was a charter member of the English Lutheran, first one in Des Moines. I had a nice young life mostly with the Germans until I met Henry Smith in about 1875. Never was in his company until a few months before we were married on July 1, 1877. I had four children: Mattie (Martha) born 1878, Carl 1879, Etta 1881, and Nora in 1882. We lived in Davenport. We moved to Nebraska in 1887; lost my Etta in 1888.
 Mattie (Martha) married Dee Erion in 1899. Carl, I think married 1901, Nora 1903. Carl and May had Dorothy. We moved on the Clark place about 1906, then on the farm at Council Bluffs in 1910. Back to Omaha in 1913. Henry was sick; we lived with Carl (Smith) for a year. Henry got worse. We moved to Bellevue in 1915. Papa got some better and lived until 1918. Nora went to O’Neill, Nebraska and taught at St. Mary’s Academy. The next year she could not get a place for us to live so I stayed with Mattie (Martha). Little Ruth was sick, Mattie was in the hospital. Ruthie left us Nov. 6, then Mary and Dan were down with scarlet fever so we could not get out for six or seven weeks. Then I went to O’Neill and kept house for Nora, then came back the next year. Have been with Mattie (Martha) since. Nora was here until 1934 when she went to New York to live.
 I have not been doing much of anything, only hand work the last four years. I have a good comfortable home. Everyone is kind to me. My only trouble is if I could only do something in return for all that has been done for me. My children and grandchildren are all kind -- do all they can. Mattie (Martha) gives me everything to make me comfortable and dear Dee has never given me a cross word. Carl (Smith) and Nora do all they can. I miss Nora. We have lived together so much she understands me best.
 I am well at 82 years. Much better than I was when younger. I am a member of the Dundee Presbyterian Church, love all the people there, love my Bellevue friends.
 I did not have anything to do today so just wanted to see how much I could remember. I hope no one will see it -- bad writing and spelling afraid.
 I love my children, grandchildren and great grandchildren and my dear friends and sisters and their families. Many thanks and love to all.
 Signed: Henrietta Smith

I have seven grandchildren.
Mattie (Martha) and Dee (Erion) have six children: Carl, Alice, Henry, Donald, Mary and Gene.
Carl (Erion) has two little girls: Jeanne Marie and Carla Anne.
Alice and Harvey (Tiffany) had a boy, Lloyd Dewitt.

Donald and Frances (Erion) have a little girl, Mary Frances.
October 1, 1936 -- Have a little more to write.
Carl and Louise (Erion) have another girl, Frances Louise. Lovely children all.

Dorothy (Carl and May Smith’s daughter) married Rhinehard Alison, I think in 1930. Her first baby boy born January 21, 1938. Fine baby. His name is Rhinehard Errol Alison. Live in Omaha.
Carl (Erion) and family live in Hobart, Oklahoma.
Henry (Erion) and wife live in Florida.
Donald (Erion) and family live in Detroit, Michigan.
Alice (Erion Tiffany) live in Montana.
Mary (Erion) at home now. Has been teaching.
Gene (Erion) at college.
Nora (Smith O’Shea) in New York.
Carl (Smith) and family in Omaha.
Henry (Erion) has little girl born February 19, 1939 in DeLand, Florida.

Henrietta Christine Jann Smith died four years after she penned the above memoir on December 7, 1939 in Omaha, Nebraska. (Source: Deborah Astley, The Memoir of Henrietta Christine Jann Smith, my Maternal Paternal Great Great Grandmother). Picture of Henry & Henrietta Smith (source: Deborah Astley). 

ROBERT WETMORE HANNINGTON.
 One of the most able barristers in Vancouver and one of the most public-spirited and progressive men in the city is Robert Wetmore Hannington, practicing at the bar of British Columbia as a member of the firm of Harris, Bull, Hannington & Mason. He was born in Dorchester, New Brunswick, May 22, 1868, and is a son of Hon. Daniel L. and Emily M. (Wetmore) Hannington, the former late premier of New Brunswick and senior judge of the supreme court of that province.
 Robert W. Hannington acquired his early education in the grammar schools of Dorchester and afterward entered the University of New Brunswick, from which he was graduated in 1888 with the degree of B. A. Having determined upon a legal career, after three years study in the office of his father, he became a student at Dalhousie University in Halifax, Nova Scotia, attending in 1891 and 1892, and in the latter year was called to the New Brunswick bar. Shortly after he practiced at St. John for five years and in 1897 moved to Nelson, British Columbia, where until 1908 he engaged in general practice, first with S. Taylor as a member of the firm of Taylor & Hannington and later with Judge Galliher under the firm name of Galliher & Hannington. In 1908 Mr. Hannington moved to Vancouver and the firm of Russell, Russell & Hannington was formed in the city, the association continuing until 1911, when Mr. Hannington returned to Nelson. However, he remained only three months and then returning to Vancouver, aided in the organization of the present firm of Harris, Bull, Hannington & Mason. This is one of the strongest law firms in the city, all of its members being able, brilliant and resourceful men, and it is connected through an extensive and representative patronage with a great deal of notable litigation. In Vancouver Mr. Hannington is known as a strong and able practitioner, well versed in the underlying principles of law and possessing the incisive and analytical qualities of mind necessary to make his knowledge practical and effective. He has won a number of notable legal victories and has been carried forward into important relations with the public life of the city, his signal ability gaining him recognition in official circles. In 1912 he was appointed commissioner for the government to investigate the conditions existing in the Vancouver General Hospital and in the same year was appointed counsel to revise the Vancouver city by-laws. In both of these important capacities he accomplished the work in hand with thoroughness and dispatch, adding something to the respect and esteem in which his name is held in Vancouver.
 On the 16th of August, 1911, in St. John, New Brunswick, Mr. Hannington as united in marriage to Miss Louisa M. Skinner, a daughter of Robert C. and Elizabeth C. Skinner, the former for several years judge of the probate court of St. John. Mr. Hannington is a member of the Anglican church and fraternally is connected with the Independent Order of Odd Fellows. He belongs to the Vancouver Club and to the Press Club in Vancouver and is well known in the affairs of the Nelson Club of Nelson. His political allegiance is given to the conservative party and while he is not an active politician he is essentially public-spirited, interested in the welfare of the city and always eager to do his utmost to promote civic growth. In a profession where advancement depends entirely upon superior merit and ability he has made steady and rapid progress and his record is a credit to the bar of British Columbia which numbers among its representatives so many able and brilliant men. (Source: British Columbia from the earliest times to the present, 1914) 

THE CONTINUING BIOGRAPHY OF E.P. CROSSEN
 Ernest Perc (EP) Crossen is the colorful and urbane patriarch of the many descendants of Thomas Crossen, Sr., who came to the Cobourg area of Ontario from Comber, County Down, Ireland, about 1830 to farm. Now retired in Washington, D.C., Perc has had a distinguished career in Canadian and U.S. Investment counselling. Although he downplays his military activity, he also served with distinction as a fighter pilot in the Royal Flying Corps in World War I and as an administrative officer of the U.S.A.F. in World War II.
 Born 18 March 1894 on a rented farm near Sonya, Ontario, Perc broke away from the Crossen family tradition of farming. Recognizing his potential and drive, the principal of Lindsay Collegiate allowed him to enter studies there although work on the 200-acre Sunderland farm of his father, Robert John Crossen, had prevented him from getting full matriculation qualifications. Perc later entered Victoria College in Toronto to study classics following some well meaning advice whose validity he soon questioned. World War I had broken out and he signed up for training as a pilot in the Royal Flying Corps, then recruiting in Canada.
 During World War I, Canadians made up about one quarter of the flying personnel of the RFC and 40 per cent of its strength on the Western Front. Like many other Canadians recruited, Perc took what little flying instruction he had in England, soloing in a fragile, kite-like Maurice Farman "Shorthorn" biplane after only four hours instruction. He crash-landed it safely, the first of several other crashes he had in the combat duties he was rushed off to in France.
 In about 300 days of action Perc Crossen is credited with shooting down three enemy planes and two observation balloons. The combat reports of his exploits are part of the official records kept by the Canadian Government. His contribution is also recorded in CANADIAN AIRMEN AND THE FIRST WORLD WAR: THE OFFICIAL HISTORY OF THE ROYAL CANADIAN AIR FORCE by S.F. Wise (Toronto: University of Toronto Press, 1981).
 On one offensive patrol, for instance, an anti-aircraft fragment pierced Perc’s wing fuel-tank and lodged in the engine. The offending piece of shrapnel is one of his many operational souvenirs, which also include a piece of fabric from the Fokker triplane flown by Captain Manfred von Richthofen, shot down by another Canadian airman after the Red Baron had downed dozens of Allied aircraft. Ironically, Perc obtained this particular "souvenir" 21 April 1918 when he had to make an emergency landing at Bertangles Aerdrome, Somme, France, and found the Fokker had crash-landed with a dead German inside just before him. This was at the time the Germans were making their big push towards the Somme near Amiens and control of the air over the battlefield was vital. After another crash landing, again luckily behind his own lines, Perc was officially reported missing, believed dead. A welcome cable, countering the first tragic news, reached his family the day after the first.
 Perc Crossen was sent to Ireland on rest leave just before the Armistice. He was only a few miles from "Crossen Hill" in Comber, County Down, where his Crossen Irish ancestors had farmed for generations. Specifically he was at an estate named Bally Edmond at Killowen and his hostess was a Lady Nugent with her family. For the young man raised on hard work on a farm in Ontario who had just gone through the hell of aerial combat of the Battle of the Somme it was veritable heaven. Perc did not know at this time it was from this area his people had emigrated to Cobourg, Ontario, in the early 1800’s to seek a better living.
 Returning to Victoria College after peace came, Perc got his B.A. in 1921, being granted a year because of was service. He then went out to Macklin, Saskatchewan, to teach in a comprehensive, one-room, country school to earn enough money to continue his education. This was accomplished by postgraduate business studies at Harvard and Columbia in the U.S.A. to get his Master’s degree from Columbia in 1925 and other qualifications leading to a Ph.D.
 Perc then taught at the Brookings State College, Brookings, South Dakota. It was there he met his wife, the former Lela Skinner, and they were married in Toronto 16 April 1928 where they lived and worked for several years. It had been on a visit to Toronto Perc saw an advertisement by the Bongard and Company for a head for their Statistics Department. Perc continued with Bongard for three and one half years, then moved to Chicago to work in the investment house of Standard and Poors. Later he became a supervisory investment counsellor with the Chicago Title & Trust Company. He retired 1 April 1959 and moved to California, first to Los Altos then to Rancho Bernardo, San Diego.
 During World War II, Perc Crossen took time out from his business career to act as chief of the foreign installations section of the U.S.A.F. in Washington, D.C, with the rank of major in the Office of the Assistant Chief of Air Staff. He was cited for commendation by Robt. A. Lovett, then Assistant Secretary of War for Air.
 Perc Crossen has one sister living, Wynn, born 28 September 1897, in Riverdale Hospital, Toronto. Three other sisters were Etta Retta (Willmot) 188?-1975), Marion Janet Crossen (1889-1980), and Pearly Juanita Crossen (1891-1974), all of Toronto, and Olive Mary (Ziegler) (1887-1977), of Kichener, Ontario. Perc’s brother, Almer Crossen (1884-1938), remained farming with their father, Robert John Crossen (1857-1938), on the family farm at Sunderland when Perc left. Robert John, who was a volunteer cafalry [sic] man in the Canadian militia, and Perc’s mother, Maria Grace, nee Buckingham (1857-1937), both staunch Presbyterians, were strong influences on Perc. Robert John, born on the family farm north of Cobourg of his father, Thomas Crossen, Jr., was the youngest son, so he left the area to settle near Sunderland after having rented and operated several farms in the district. The original Crossen farm north of Cobourg in Northumberland County purchased by Thomas Crossen, Sr., was between the 4th and 5th Concessions comprising Lot 17.
 Perc and his brother and sisters used to visit this 200-acre farm near Camborne from Sunderland by train when they were young. One feature they remembered in the stone house was a butter-making churn operated by a dog on a treadmill. Perc also remembers visiting the Cobourg home of his cousin, Albert Stott, who was a volunteer fireman. The harness of the horses which pulled the fire waggon [sic] were stored above the horses in the stalls so they could be easily put on when the alarm was sounded. Perc’s aunt, Lizzie Crossen, was extremely tall and he can recall small boys asking her how the weather was up there.
 Margaret Marie Crossen, daughter of Perc and Lee, was born 29 September 1930 in Toronto. Always interested in merchandising, she became a retail store assistant buyer for a large department store in San Francisco. Here she met and married Wallace S. Hutcheon, Jr., who is now a Commander in the U.S. Naval Reserve, Retired. Doctor Hutcheon is presently head of the Department of History at Northern Virginia Community College, Annandale, Virginia. He is author of ROBERT FULTON: PIONEER OF UNDERSEA WARFARE. Thanks to the Hutcheons, Perc and Lee Crossen have two gradndaughters [sic], Dorothy Lee, born 7 July 1964 and Hillary Ann born 14 April 1967. Dorothy is now a student at the University of Virginia and Hillary is in high school. Perc and Lee Crossen live at 9717 St. Andrew’s Drive, Fairfax, Virginia 22030, close to the grandchildren, daughter, and son-in-law, whom they see frequently.
From Ross Willmot, October 1982 

CAPT. EVANDER EVANS
 Capt. Evans was born in 1820, at Westcock, where the Evans family have lived since the early settlement of the country; his father being Wm. Evans, and the family homestead being the farm later owned by Mr. George Ogsett. William Evans’ father’s name was Isaac Evans: he was a native of Wales, and was for many years ferryman between Westcock and Westmorland Point, at a period before highways can be said to have existed, and when communication was more sure and speedy by boats along our shores and up and down our rivers. On a voyage to Saint John in a schooner, the vessel sank during a violent storm off Partridge Island and he with his whole crew was drowned. The brothers of Capt. Evans were James Isaac, residing at Shediac, Edwin G. living at San Jose, California, and he had one sister, the wife of Marcus Trueman, Esq. formerly of Sackville, a wealthy resident of San Jose, California.
 Capt. Evans was one of the pioneers as well as one of the best known steam-boat men in Canada. In 1856, he took command of the steamer "Westmorland" a vessel built by the late Christopher Boultenhouse of this place, for the Bay of Fundy service. Previous to this he had seen considerable service: he was first officer, in her last days of the old "Maid of Erin" whose bones lay off Grand Aunce shore. The steamer "Westmorland", after running between Saint John and Sackville for a couple of years, was transferred to the Shediac-Summerside service, where she became mail boat. Here she remained until about 1862, under command of Capt. Evans, when she was sold to the United States government as a transport to be used in the war against the Southern Confederacy. Capt. Evans then took command, first of the steamer "Princess" and then of the "St. Lawrence" of the P.E.I. Steam Navigation Company from which he retired in 1886. During his active life, Capt. Evans had been steam boating with P. E. Island developing from small beginnings, employing but one vessel, to large proportions, keeping quite a number of steam vessels busy, either for local service or for the mainland, or for distant ports -- Halifax, Boston, etc. When the steamer "Westmorland" was first employed, there were not wanting many croakers amongst the leading business men, who predicted nothing but disaster for so rash an enterprise.
 Capt. Evans was widely known and wherever known was greatly respected. He was a popular commander and no man in the business, probably, ever gained so completely the confidence of the travelling public. He conducted his hazardous business with such good judgment and such caution and care, that during the whole course of his life, he was never met with any serious accident, or with loss of life. Few men could show a more successful and honorable career. He married Mary E., daughter of the late Thomas R. Lyons of Sackville, who came from Cornwallis, N.S.

Captain Evans left a wife and family of seven daughters.
 The funeral services were performed by Rev. W. P. Hall of the Baptist Church, assisted by the Rev. Dr. Burwash, Rev. B. C. Borden and Rev. Mr. Lavers.
 Two brothers of Capt. Evans, Edwin and Henry, fought for the North in the American Civil War. The latter, Corporal Henry A. Evans died from wounds in the Military Hospital at Washington and was brought home and buried in the old cemetery at Westcock.
 Capt. Evans was a son of William Evans, who was a son of Isaac Evans. His mother was Lois Estabrooks, a daughter of William Estabrooks, who was a son of James Estabrooks (Squire Jim) the first Sackville man to become a member of the local House of Parliament.
 James Estabrooks was a son of Valentine Estabrooks who came from Rhode Island to Sackville in 1761, and his monument is the oldest standing in the old Four Corner Cemetery. He died October 23, 1770 in his 48th year.
 Both Capt. Evans’ father and mother, William Evans and Lois Estabrooks died when he was a very young man. His only son, Ernest E., died when a lad of ten years of age, and there were seven daughters: Emma (Mrs. Captain Purdy) who died in 1908; Lois A. (Mrs. W. A. Russell); Grace (Mrs. Captain Charles Moore); Minnie (Mrs. R. C. Tait) who died in 1927; Annette (Mrs. F. J. Robidoux); Margaret and Gertrude Evans. The five daughters all reside in Shediac, New Brunswick.
 Mary E. Lyons, was of United Empire Loyal descent, daughter of Thomas Ratchford Lyons, who came from Cornwallis to Sackville. Capt. David Lyons of Sackville, who died at Benin on the African coast, was a half brother. Captain James Lyons, who was killed in Saint John, by falling from his ship, was her own brother. Captain Rufus and Henry Lyons were sons of Captain David Lyons.
 Hon. Sanford Bates, Federal Commissioner of Correction for U.S.A. is a grand nephew, being a grandson of her sister, the former Lucinda Lyons of Sackville. (Source: History of Sackville, New Brunswick, by Dr. William Cochran Miller, 1846-1939). 

CLAUDE G. DICKEY, M. D.
Dr. Claude G. Dickey, a well known and successful physician and surgeon of Cambridge, has enjoyed a steadily growing and most lucrative practice during the five years of his residence here. His birth occurred in Corning, Adams, Iowa, on the 6th of September, 1876, his parents being Charles H. and Mercy (Sherman) Dickey, who are natives of western New York and Cleveland, Ohio, respectively. Charles H. Dickey was brought to this state by his parents when a boy, the family home being established in Delaware, where he grew to manhood. He was a student in Lennox University at the time of the outbreak of the Civil war and in 1863 enlisted for service in the Union army. When his term of enlistment had expired he returned to Iowa and eventually located in Adams, where he became identified with general agricultural pursuits. In the fall of 1883 he took up his abode at Maxwell, Story, and was there successfully engaged in merchandising for a number of years. For the past four years he has lived retired, making his home with his wife and son Claude in Cambridge. His fraternal relations are with the Masons and he is a worthy exemplar of the craft. The period of his residence in this county covers more than a quarter of a century and he enjoys a wide and favorable acquaintance within its borders.
 Claude G. Dickey was reared under the parental roof, pursuing his studies in the Maxwell high school and later at Iowa College of Grinnell, Iowa, which institution conferred upon him the degree of Bachelor of Philosophy in 1900. In the fall of that year he took up the study of medicine, entering Rush Medical College of Chicago, from which institution he was graduated in 1903. Because of his scientific course at Grinnell he had been enabled to complete four years’ work in three years and three months. Locating at Garden City, Hardin, Iowa, he there followed his profession for two years and then came to Cambridge to take the practice of Dr. M. C. Keith, who removed to Casper, Wyoming. In the intervening five years he has built up an extensive and remunerative patronage, having demonstrated his skill and ability in coping with the intricate problems which continually confront the physician in his efforts to restore health and prolong life.
 In politics Dr. Dickey is a republican, while his religious faith is indicated by his membership in the Methodist Episcopal church. Fraternally he is identified with the Yeomen, the Modern Woodmen of America and Tabernacle Lodge No. 452, A. F. & A. M., of Cambridge. He maintains the strictest conformity to the highest professional ethics and enjoys in full measure the confidence and respect of his professional brethren as well as of the general public. (source: History of Story, Iowa Volume 2 by William O. Payne, 1911). 

FREDERICK SALATHÉ, PhD
The youthful but progressive young state of Wyoming is fortunate in many ways, not the least one of these being the great number of men of acknowledged and conspicuous ability who have cast in their lots with her fortunes. Each calling, profession, vocation, that has its place in the wide range of the capabilities of the state has its representative men of the most distinguished order, men of not only preeminent ability in their respective spheres of action but also possessed of sterling character, animated by high principles, considering the public good through able, well-directed personal endeavor. Among the most distinguished of the sons of the state, standing in the foremost rank of the world’s great chemists, is Frederick Salathé, Ph.D., now of Casper. Wyo., whose distinctive talents and fame are bounded by no narrow horizon, but are known and honored by the most distinguished scientists of America and Europe.
 Doctor Salathé was born at Basle, Switzerland, on May 8, 1857, the son of H. and Dorthoy (Baerwart) Salathe, also natives of Basle. They trace their Huguenot ancestry to a residence in France in the time of the Moorish wars in the years immediately antecedent to the middle of the sixteenth century, where they stood in the full splendor of the grace, courtesy and other brilliant qualities then attaching to the people of their faith, renowned alike as scholars, soldiers and lovers of country. The name was then spelled Saladdin, and the family enjoyed life in the sunny land of France until after the Revocation of the Edict of Nantes in 1685, when they were among the half-million of Protestants who fled to foreign countries, and locating in Basle, they soon became prominent as merchants and in civic life. The paternal grandfather was for long years the treasurer of the federal government of Switzerland, holding this office by repeated and consecutive elections until he resigned on his retirement from business. The father, also, was a successful merchant, and the originator of and the pioneer operator in the silk industry of Basle, which has attained such huge proportions and is now largely devoted to the manufacture of silk ribbons. Owing to the high reputation he had acquired as the leader in this industry and on account of his high moral character, business capacity and integrity, he was commissioned by President Grant as U. S. consul at Basle, retaining the appointment during Grant’s successive administrations. The Doctor’s maternal uncle, Edward Baerwart, was one of the leading merchants of Rio Janeiro, Brazil, during the past generation, and his extended mercantile operations (the wholesaling and importation of woolen goods) are now continued by the Doctor’s younger brother, Edward.
 Receiving his preliminary educational training in the schools of Basle, Frederick Salathé supplemented this by an attendance at and a graduation from the Basle Industrial School, thereafter pursuing a full course of three years at the Federal Polytechnic School at Zurich, being graduated there from with the highest honors and acquiring thereby the appointment of assistant director of the Chemical Technical Laboratory under, first, Prof. E. Kopp and second. Prof. George Lunge, here remaining two years, within which time he had prepared his thesis for submission to the faculty of the University of Zurich upon the derivatives of aniline, for which he received the degree of Ph. D., after this the doctor invented the process by which aniline colors and dyes are manufactured from the refuse of petroleum oils. Applying for a patent in Switzerland, he came to this country to introduce his invention, and in 1879 he had suitable chemical works for his process erected in Titusville, Pa. These proved very successful under the doctor’s supervision until the tariff on aniline products was largely reduced, the price of certain necessary imported chemicals at the same time being increased, and these changed financial conditions caused the business to become unprofitable. Doctor Salathe was then employed as chief chemist of the Tidewater Oil, with headquarters at New York City, and introduced new processes of refining mineral oils, and from there was called to California by the Union Oil, with a salary of $10,000 and an interest in the plant to erect and conduct the first oil refinery operated in that state. Three years from this time his services were obtained by an English syndicate operating in Uvalde, Tex., to erect and put in operation a large plant for the refining of a natural asphaltic product, which the doctor named litho-carbon, and from which he produced various valuable commercial substances, useful in the manufacturing of artificial rubber and insulators for electricity. Accomplishing this labor the doctor established himself in Los Angeles, Calif., devoting his especial attention to lubricating oils, paving asphalts and the installations for the use of fuel-oils in all branches of railroad work and other industries, in this connection putting in the first oil burner used in a locomotive on the Santa Fe system, this being done on the California Southern Railroad, a branch of the Santa Fe. In 1897 Doctor Salathe was called to Wyoming to conduct the refining business of the Pennsylvania Oil & Gas, and in this he is largely interested and has here introduced the latest processes for the refining of the Salt Creek oil, which he claims to be the finest natural oil of the world, his claim being supported by such eminent scientists as Redwood of London and others of equal reputation. The Doctor has also constructed the electric lighting plant of Casper and to his scientific skill the people are indebted for the excellent light they are privileged to enjoy, Mr. C. H. King being associated with him in this enterprise.
 Doctor Salathé has attained the Thirty-second degree of the Scottish Rite of Masonry, also is a Knight Templar and a member of the Royal Arcanum. In scientific circles his abilities have been acknowledged by his admission to numerous European scientific societies, general and special, being the German member of the National Chemical Society of Berlin, and he also affiliates with the American Society for the Advancement of Science.
 The marriage ceremonies uniting Doctor Salathé and Miss Antionette Michaelis were solemnized on September 16, 1886. She is a native of New York, where her father, Edward Michaelis, who was born in Hamburg, Germany, has long conducted a prominent real-estate agency. Their children are Frederick, now attending a preparatory school preliminary to entering a university; Valerie, a student of the Casper high school; Antoinette and Edward. The family is one of the most popular in the community and its home is a center of attractive hospitality. [source: “Progressive Men of Wyoming” written by A. W. Bowen in 1901 transcribed by a Friend of Free Genealogy] 

HENRY TOWN NAMED BY GOV. BLAINE FOR BOARD OF CONTROL
Warden of Prison at Waupun Will Take Place of E. A. Everett On July 1
 Henry Town, for 15 years warden of the state penitentiary at Waupun and for over 40 years engaged in charitable and penal work in Wisconsin and Michigan, was Tuesday appointed by Gov. Blaine a member of the state board of control. He takes the place of E. A. Everett, Eagle River, who has resigned to take effect July 1.
 The Senate confirmed the appointment unanimously and immediately. The term of office to which Mr. Town has been appointed is until the first Monday in February, 1925. The salary is $5,000 a year. It ss not expected that action will be taken upon the appointment by the senate for several days.
 Mr. Town is 59 years old, having been born in Cicero, N. Y. on July 5, 1861. He moved to Michigan at the age of eight. In 1881, when only 20 years of age, he entered the employ of the Michigan state penitentiary at Jackson, as a foreman of one of the workshops and remained there for two years. From the Michigan prison he went to Joliet, Ill., and was employed as a foreman of the state prison of that state for three years. He then removed to Madison, and entered the employ of the Singer Sewing Machine, being the general manager of the southern half of Wisconsin. In 1902 he was appointed warden of the state prison at Waupun and continued in that position until 1911. He was re-appointed warden in 1915 by Gov. Philipp and continued as such to date.
 As warden, directing the discipline and control of the convicts of the prison, Mr. Town has been a strict disciplinarian. Mr. Town does not believe in what he terms some of the modern coddling and advocated by many well meaning reformers. He believes it is error to make a term of penal servitude an enjoyable vacation rather than a term of punishment. Mr. Town was one of the first wardens to organize a band and orchestra and the many other entertainments and recreation privileges granted.
 “Wisconsin has waited too long for the appointment of a non-political board to conduct the affairs of the charitable and penal institutions of the state,” sais Senator Al. C. Anderson in the senate when the town confirmation came up. “The first move to place this board and this all important work upon a higher plane was taken today by the appointment of Henry Town, as a member of the state board of control.
 “The first merit of this appointment is that it marks a new and better state policy for Wisconsin. Good men and honest men have been appointed to the board of control in the past, but the appointment of Mr. Town indicates a new policy of appointing a man because of his preeminent fitness for the office. Such an appointment, without the suggestion of political interest, is truly commendable and in the years to come this new move will show its impress in better organized, better managed and more efficient charitable and penal institutions.
 “Moreover, Mr. Town has ability. If there is any class of people who need the protecting arm of the state it is the unfortunates in the institutions. I am glad today that ther will be placed on the board of control a man whose long experience will aid in bringing co-operation and efficiency to these unfortunates. 

THE PEOPLE OF THE STATE OF NEW YORK   To Simeon Terwilliger, Oronoca, Olmsted, Maine; Charles Terwilliger, Garner, Hancock, Iowa; George Terwilliger, Garner, Hancock, Iowa; Richard Terwilliger, Sheridan Center, Poweshiek, Iowa; Ebenezer Terwilliger, Malcom, Poweshiek, Iowa; Etta M. Ward, Scipio, Cayuga, N.Y.; John R. Ward, Scipio, Cayuga, N.Y.; Catherine Humphrey, Ira, Cayuga, N.Y.; Clara Humphrey, Ira, Cayuga, N.Y.; Clara H. Duffus, Syracuse, Onondaga, N.Y.; Hannah Terwilliger, Meridian, Cayuga, N.Y., Emma H. Ward, Scipio, Cayuga, N.Y.
 You and each of you are hereby cited to appear in the Surrogate’s court, of the county of Cayuga, at the office of the Surrogate, in the city of Auburn, in said, on the 7th day of November 1882, at 10 o’clock in the forenoon of that day, then and there to attend the judicial settlement of the acounts of John W. Patterson and William Duffus, Executors of, &c., of Richard Terwilliger, deceased.
 And that if any of te aforesaid persons are interested in the estate of said deceased are under the age of twenty-one years, they will please take notice that they are required to appear by their general guardian, if they have one, or if they have none, that they appear and apply for the appointement of a special guardian, or in the event of their neglect of failure to do so, a special guardian will be appointed by the Surrogate to represent and act for them in the proceeding.
 In testimony whereof, we have caused the seal of our said Surrogate’s Court to be hereunto affixed.
 Wittness, John T. M. Davis, Surrogate fo the county of Cayuga, ate the Surrogate’s Office, in the City of Auburn, this 12th day of September, in the year of our Lord, one thousand eight hundred and eighty-two.
 FRANK S. WRIGHT
 Clerk to Surrogate’s Court.
(Source : Auburn News and Bulletin, Thursday, September 14, 1882)
 

Historical Encyclopedia of Illinois and history of Ogle County, Volume II, by Horace and Rebecca Kauffman, 1909. Page 1006):

ROW, William Henry — No more earnest and enlightened exponent of twentieth century farming methods has been evolved from the experiences of the past half century in Ogle, than is found in William Henry Row, who was born in Washington, Md., August 28, 1850, and came to this part of Illinois with his parents, Joseph and Nancy Row, during the summer of 1865. Benjamin Row, the paternal uncle of William Henry, came here in 1855, and in 1870 removed to Dallas, Iowa, where he is engaged in lumber business. Joseph Row seems to have followed closely upon the fortunes of his brother Benjamin, for in 1875 he also located in Dallas, Iowa, and after many years of successful farming, is enjoying in fair health and excellent spirits the approach of his eigthy-first year. Besides his son, William H., he had a son Martin, who went in Iowa about 1876 and was killed there by the cars in 1898. His son Courtney, after losing his wife, moved too his present home in Iowa. A daughter, Mary, lived for some years in Iowa, but now makes her home in Mount Morris with her retired husband, William Marshall. Nettie Row married, first William Smith, and now is the wife of Henry Miller, of Cedar Rapids, Iowa.
 Like many another youth of limited resources, William Henry Row entered his preferred arena of life throuth the ante-chamber of school teaching, equipping himself therefor in the country schools and the high school at Forreston. For twelve consecutive years he taught in the winter and farmed in the summer, and September 23, 1875, was united in marriage to Alice Swingley, daugher of Benjamin Swingley, and cousin of Nathaniel Swingley, partner of Samuel Hitt. Benjamin Swingley came in 1847 with his family of four children from Washington, Maryland, locating on what since has been the swingley farm, two miles north of Mount Morris. In 1892, Mr. Swingley moved to the town of Mount Morris, where his wife died the following year, and thereafter he made his home with his daughter, Mrs. Joseph Moats, until the latter’s death four years latter. He then went to live with his daughter Ellen, wife of J. E. McCoy, and there his life came to an and September 8, 1905, at the age of eighty-nine years. He was one of the original members of the Silver Creek Brethren, and until old age laid its limitations upon him, he was an active worker and deacon in the church.
 After his marriage, Mr. Row for three years rented a part of the Reuben Marshall farm, then mad his first land purchase of forty acres in Pine Creek Mount Morris Township. This land he operated in summer teaching school in winter, and at the end of four years, in 1881, bought 120 acres a mile and a half north of Mount Morris. For this land he paid $55 an acre, which was by no means cheap, as it was flat and undrained, and far from being a model of fertility. Owing to the untiring energy and good judgment of the new owner, it was converted into an admirable property, and in 1904 it was sold for $125 per acre, a gain of seventy dollars over the original cost. Mr. Row engaged in general farming an stock-raising on a large scale, rotated his crops to insure greater fertility and energy of soil, and fed large numbers of stock each year. He was widely recognized as a farmer who kept pace with the times, and was as much in accord with scintific agriculture when he abandoned the calling as he was when starting in to carve his fortune unaided. He now is living on a place on and a half miles north of Mount Morris, where he has an ideal country home, modern in every particular, and furnished with electricity obtained from the town. He owns forty acres of splendid land, which he contemplates converting into as fine and productive property as can be found in the, and this, with a home recognized as the superior of anything thus far constructed outside of the city limits, gives him a prominent place among the most abitious and progressive landsmen of his section. He also owns a farm of 280 acres, three miles east, in Rockvale Township, now being operated by himself.
 Politically, Mr. Row is a Democrat, but he does not blindly follow the supposed leaders of his party. He was not in favor of free-silver, but stanchly defended the cause of sound money. He is not a member of any church, but is philanthropically inclined, and a generous donator to any worthy local cause. In all respects Mr. Row is a home man, devoted to his family and friends, and to the improvement of his agricultural surroundings. He has led an exceptionnaly moderate an temperate life, avoiding th temptations and excitement of office, and caring little for the diversions afforded in his wide awake and progressive community. Of his five children, Edith, formerly a teacher for four years, is the wife of Fay Coffman, of Buffalo Township ; Benjamin is operating his own farm of eighty acres in Mt. Morris Township ; and Effie, Frank and Morris are living in the paternal home.

Will from Record of Wills in Ogle, IL (27 April 1996):

William H. Row of the Village of Mount Morris County of Ogle and state of Illinois being of sound mind memory and understanding do make this my last will and testament in manner and form as follows:
 I name and appoint my son Frank O. Row and my son-in-law Alva Houpt jointly as Executors of my will and direct that they shall not be required to give bond. After paying all my just and lawful debts and my burial expenses and the expenses of adminstration said adminstrators shall make distribution of my estate as follows.
 a. To Oakwood cemetery association shall be paid the sum of three hundred dollars for the upkeep and care of my family lot therein
 b. To Plainview cemetery association shall be paid the sum of fifty dollars for the care of the graves of my wifes grandparents
 c. To Silver Creek Cemetery shall be paid the sum of one hundred fifty dollars for the care of the graves of my wife’s parents Benjamin Swingley and Catherine Swingley and my parents Joseph Row and Nancy Row.
 d. And the residue of my estate shall be given to my children Edith L. Coffman, Benjamin S. Row, Effie May Houpt, Frank O. Row, and Morris W. Row share and share alike any idebtedness that may exist against any of the aforesaid on account of my monies or other valuable contributions that they may have received from me shall be reckoned as so much paid in the above distribution.
 I direct that the aforesaid executors shall make an effort and if not to disadvantage so to do, to sell all of my property both Real and personal within two years after my demise provided however that if in the judgement of a majority of my above named children my said property might bring more advantagious income by waiting longer the time may be extended a resonable time beyond two years, and in any question concerning the management or disposal of my estate a majority of my children may decide and the executrs shall comply with the wishes of said majority.
 In witness whereof I William H. Row, the testator, have to this, my last will and testament, set my hand and my seal this first day of August A.D. 1921.

William H. Row
 Signed Sealed published and declared by the above named William H. Row as and for his last will and testament, in the presence of us, who have hereunto subscribed our names at his request, as witnesses thereto, in presence of the said testator and of each other. — D.S. Cripe, W.W. Peacock

 

Calvin Farrell – Riverway Insurance Agency in South Easton, MA is a private company categorized under Insurance. It was established in 1965 and incorporated in Massachusetts.

From Land being dedicated to Easton couple:
By Staff reports, Wicked Local Easton – 4 Oct 2010.
EASTON — The Massachusetts Division of Fisheries and Wildlife will dedicate 278 acres of wilderness land in Ashby, Massachusetts to Calvin and Annette Farrell of Easton on Tuesday, Oct. 5 at the Ashfield Rod and Gun Club, 161 North St. in Plainfield.
 Calvin Farrell passed away in 2007 and left more than $300,000 to the state to purchase land to be preserved free from development.
 Farrell was an avid fisherman and outdoorsman who moved to Easton in 1968 with his wife, the former Annette Metrick, who grew up in Hyde Park. Annette Farrell passed away in 1991.
 The couple moved to Easton after they married in 1968.

From Easton couple’s bequest preserves open space.
By Paul Vogler, GateHouse News Service – 7 Oct 2010.
EASTON — The Ashfield-Hawley Wildlife Management Area was dedicated Tuesday, Oct. 5 complete with a plaque with the couple’s name at the entrance to the area and the appreciation of many of the local and state officials in attendance.
 “The gift of land or funds to protect critical habitat does more for wildlife conservation than anything else people can do,” state Department of Fish and Game commissioner Mary Griffin said.
 The Farrells moved to Easton in 1968 after they got married. In addition to building their own home on Bay Road, they always had a large garden in their backyard, according to family friend, Bill Bradley of Easton.
 Bradley said when the Farrells were building their house, Calvin made sure those clearing the land returned the topsoil for his garden. That garden had a variety of plants and seeds in it, including giant tomatoes from Russia which his wife’s parents still grow tomato plants from. Bradley also said Calvin loved to fish and would keep track of the type of fish he caught and their size to report to the state. “A lot of his spare time he spent outdoors,” Bradley said. “This is a culmination of a friend’s desire to preserve land that won’t be built on.”
 Calvin also loved to rebuild outboard motors and donated 12 motors to the Museum of Transportation in Brookline. He also donated his collection of more than 50 vintage license plates to the museum.
 Bradley said Calvin was not into computers or cable TV and preferred to correspond with letters. He sent out a yearly newsletter filling people in on what the year was like. “He was just a unique soul,” Bradley said. Annette Farrell passed away in 1991 and Calvin died in May 2007. Bradley said it took three years to see his wishes carried out and his estate administered.
 Bradley and his wife traveled out to Western Massachusetts to attend the dedication this week. Bradley said originally Farrell wanted to leave the money to the state of Maine but officials there could not guarantee what the money would be spent on. He said Massachusetts officials committed to buying land and promised the money would not be used for anything else. Farrell chose western Massachusetts because the eastern part of the state was more developed. “We were reluctant to turn money over (to the state) and leave it open ended so the state agreed to make a purchase within 18 months and they stuck to it,” Bradley said. “It’s much more than I think (Calvin) would have expected.” 

Carte de sûreté à Paris :
DESAROLÉE, Toussaint, 53 ans, orfèvre.
Né à : Liège (Belgique)
Date arrivée à Paris : depuis 32 ans
Domicile : 190 rue Denis.
Domicile précédent : Rue Saint-Martin
Date : 10 octobre 1792.

Note : Les cartes de sûreté, instaurées sous la Terreur, ont été établies à Paris entre 1792 et 1795. Elles étaient, avant l’heure, des cartes d’identité permettant aux habitants de Paris (hommes de plus de 15 ans) de circuler librement. Chaque citoyen devait se présenter accompagné de deux témoins à son Comité de surveillance (ou d’arrondissement après 1794). Celui-ci, après enquête, établissait le document en y mentionnant l’âge, la profession, l’adresse et le lieu dont était originaire le citoyen. 

Carte de sûreté à Paris :
SAROLEA, Michel Clément, 19 ans, citoyen.
Né à Paris. Domicile : 105 rue Denis.
Date : 21 août 1794.

Note : Les cartes de sûreté, instaurées sous la Terreur, ont été établies à Paris entre 1792 et 1795. Elles étaient, avant l’heure, des cartes d’identité permettant aux habitants de Paris (hommes de plus de 15 ans) de circuler librement. Chaque citoyen devait se présenter accompagné de deux témoins à son Comité de surveillance (ou d’arrondissement après 1794). Celui-ci, après enquête, établissait le document en y mentionnant l’âge, la profession, l’adresse et le lieu dont était originaire le citoyen. 

From Coast Tire & Auto Service (2012) : Ron Outerbridge, President & CEO – Ron is the majority owner of Coast Tire & Auto Service, having acquired the company in 2002. Originally from Bermuda, Ron received his Bachelor of Commerce degree from Mount Allison University and then moved on to earn his C.A. designation. Ron has directly and indirectly been associated with Coast Tire for the past nine years. As the Director of Strategic Planning for Baxter Foods Ltd., Coast Tire was one of his responsibilities. Prior to becoming President and CEO of Coast Tire, Ron held the positions of Director of Finance and Assistant General Manager, and then Vice President and General Manager. Ron and his wife Carol live in Quispamsis, NB with their two children. 

From Leonard LeRoy Dufford (message posted 5 Oct 1999) :
I’m looking for my grandfather Horace Chase Skinner. born in 1870’s; married in Joplin area to Susan Estella Tilley. They had three children, all daughters. Emma who died young, Edith Kathryn, who married LeRoy Edgar Dufford in Muskogee, Oklahoma, and Hazel, who married Ed Beardsley in Muskogee, Oklahoma. All three were born between 1906 and 1913. Horace and Susan divorced and no one would talk about grandpa (who his parents were, etc). I sure could use some help on this. Thanks. Len Dufford. (pokeyokie1@aol.com)

From Leonard LeRoy Dufford (message posted 11 Jan 2000) :
Horace Chase Skinner – This is my brick wall. Because of a nasty divorce, no one would talk to me about my grandfather Skinner. All I have is his name, the approximate date of marriage (1902), place of marriage (Joplin Mo. area, most likely), and that he moved to Washington or Oregon early 1910’s. any help would be appreciated. Len.

MULDROW — DUFFORD, Leonard LeRoy, 71, retail sales purchasing agent, died Thursday (Jul, 17th 2008). Services 2 p.m. today, Paw Paw Cemetery, south of Muldrow, Agent Funeral Home, Muldrow.

He resided in Muldrow, Oklahoma (2007) : age 69 

Library Employee to Retire – Our dear friend and fellow employee Shirley F. Libby is retiring this June after more than thirty-four years of service with the Bangor Public Library. As our most enduring staff member, Shirley began her long tenure in the autumn of 1964, after working for Dun & Bradstreet for over eleven years. By that winter, her part time position as a Circulation staffer had shifted to include typing and other responsibilities with both the Cataloging and Reference departments.
 By 1975, Shirley was married to Lloyd A. Libby, working full time at the Library, and had moved on to become Head of both the Acquisitions and the Periodicals Departments. More than ten years later, Shirley’s two departments were folded in with Cataloging to create Technical Services. Shirley remained Head of Acquisitions, however, with the responsibilities of ordering, checking in, and processing all new Adult materials. Mending all of the Adult and Reference books has also been her responsibilty since 1991.
 “I will miss all the good people and all of the good times” says Shirley, adding that she has really enjoyed her work at the Bangor Public Library.
 Mrs. Libby, we wish you health and good fortune as you take your leave of the Library and the collection you have helped to enlarge and strengthen. Thank you for your dedication and for your absolute attention to detail. This Library and its people, patrons and staff will miss you. (source: Bangor Public Library Newsletter, May/June 1999.) 

Name: Leo Laser
Birth date: 30 Mar 1883
Remarks: previous firstname: Leibisch; died 15 Dec 1949; Ast. Dr. Max Mandellaub
https://www2.landesarchiv-bw.de/ofs21/olf/struktur.php?bestand=17956&baumSuche=Las&standort=Lase
http://www.landesarchiv-bw.de/plink/?f=2-2322027
 

New England Medical Gazette, 1909
Dr. Helen M. Junkins, class of 1903, BUSM, is, to be married at Stanford University, California, on April 6th. to Mr. Edward James Beach, a graduate of Massachusetts Institute of Technology. Mr. and Mrs. Beach will make their home at 1182 Locust Street, Dubuque, Iowa. The editor has receive with pleasure the annoucement of the marriage of Dr. Helen MacDuffee Junkins, B.U.S.M., ’03, to Mr. Edward James Beach in California, and etends to them his most sincere congratulations.

Source:
Family genealogy of Richard Beach as researched by Eugene H. Beach, Jr. 

The Crescent of Gamma Phi Beta – Page 287:
Born to Mr. and Mrs. Frank E. Kneeland (Bertha Junkins, Delta, ’98), a daughter, Helen Crockett, on December 24th, 1911.

She resided in Dover, NH during the 1930’s. 

The Pittsburgh Post, May 10, 1916 :
Marriage licenses
[...] Riggs, Henry B.; Skinner, Caroline 

U.S. Passport Application (8 Dec 1921)
Ella Louis Michaelis | b: 23 sept 1861 | bp: New York City | husband: Emil M. Michaelis (bp: New York City ; d:7 Dec 1908 in New York City) | witness: Clarence G. Michaelis (son; res: New York City)

New York, Passenger and Crew Lists
Ella Louise Michalis | arrival in NY: 4 Jan 1933 | b: 23 Sep 1861 | bp: New York 

WALTER M. OLIVE, a leading and extensive hardware merchant in Mission, is also postmaster of the town, is a man of great popularity and has achieved a gratifying success. The success which has crowned the labors of Mr. Olive is due to careful industry and wise management of the resources placed within his hands. He has a fund of excellent business ability and his genial ways have won for him hosts of friends.
 Walter M. Olive was born in St. John, New Brunswick, on November 15, 1875, the son of Herbert J. and Isabella (McHenry) Olive, natives of New Brunswick. The father comes from a long line of pioneers in his native place who were of English ancestry. He with his wife now dwells with the subject of this sketch. The mother is a descendant of the celebrated Bill family. Our subject was reared and educated in his native place until sixteen and then entered McGill College, Montreal, whence he graduated in the class of 1895. For two years subsequent, he traveled in the United States to secure relief from asthma. In 1897 he settled in Mission and now is entirely recovered from his complaint. For a time Mr. Olive wrought on a farm, coming here without capital, then opened in the hardware business where he has won a manifest success. In 1900 he was appointed postmaster. He owns considerable property as fruit farm, ditch stock, town property, and so forth, in addition to his mercantile interests. Mr. Olive also handles considerable real estate.
 He has two sisters, Harriett Scammell, wife of C. C. Ward, of Seattle; and Mabel C., wife of Marion Chase, of North Yakima. Mr. Olive is a member of the A. F. & A. M., of the Elks, of the A. 0. U. W., of the M. W. A., of the 1. 0. 0. F. and of the Eagles. He is a strong Republican and is a member of the state central committee. Mr. Olive is prominent in his county and is known as a man of public mind, patriotism and always ready to assist any measure for the general welfare. His wife was Ida L. Foster, of St. John, New Brunswick. (Source: History of North Washington, an illustrated history of Stevens, Ferry, Okanogan and Chelan counties, published by Western Historical Publishing, 1904.) 

WITNESSES BLAME SURGERY
Doctor Facing Hearing In Death Of 2 Patients
 PHOENIX (UPI) — A hearing continued today into whether to revoke the license of a Sunnyshape physician accused of performing intestinal operations that resulted in the deaths of two persons.
 Two doctors testified yesterday that the operations performerd by Dr. Kenneth E. Hall, 54, were unnecessary and dangerous.
 Hall’s attorney, Tucsonian Lawrence d’Antonio, said his client was the victim of “Monday-morning quarterbacking” and vowed to appeal to Superior Court if the state board of medical examiners revoked the license.
 The accusations against Hall involved the deaths of Gwyn Ellis, 34, and Isabelle Eldridge, 66, both of Phoenix. Ellis, who weighted 310 pounds, died March 9, 1970. Mrs Eldridge died two hours after surgery on July 29, 1969. [...] (Source: Tucson Daily Citizen (Tucson, Az.), 22 January 1971)
 

Détail des services
- 1854 (22 avril) : Engagé volontaire au 1er régiment des cuirassiers
- 1855 (3 mai) : Brigadier
- 1857 (31 décembre) : Maréchal des logis
- 1859 (6 juillet) : Maréchal des logis fourrier
- 1860 (11 septembre) : Passé au 3e régiment de chasseurs d’Afrique
- 1860 (26 décembre) : Maréchal des logis fourrier
- 1865 (1er juillet) : Nommé provisoirement sous-lieutenant par le Maréchal commandant en chef le corps expéditionnaire du Mexique (confirmé par décret le 13 août 1865)
- 1867 (28 décembre) : retraité pour blessures

Campagnes
- Algérie (du 19 octobre 1860 au 7 septembre 1862)
- Mexique (du 8 septembre 1862 au 25 janvier 1867)

Blessures
Coup de feu ayant fracturé l’humérus gauche, et quatre coups de baïonnette au bras gauche, au côté gauche de la poitrine, à l’épaule gauche, à l’omoplate droite, le 12 septembre 1866 au combat de Palos Prietos (Mexique)

Décorations
- Médaille militaire (le 30 décembre 1864)
- Chevalier de la Légion d’Honneur (le 18 octobre 1866)
- Médaille du Mexique
- Chevalier de l’ordre de N.D. de Guadalupe 

Mystère autour de Roubert Briat
On trouve dans le registre d’état-civil de la commune de Ligneyrac, à la date du 15 mars 1836, l’acte de décès d’un très jeune enfant (cinq jours) qui correspond exactement à « Roubert Briat ». Il est rédigé comme suit :
 « L’an dix huit cent trente six et le quinzième mars, devant nous Antoine Roche, maire officier de l’état civil de la commune de Lignerac, canton de Mayssac, département de la Corrèze, sont comparus Vignes François, âgé de trente deux ans, et [illisible] Antoine, âgé de quarante un ans, cultivateurs habitans du village de La Martinie, voisins du défunt, lesquels nous ont déclaré que Roubert Pierre, âgé de cinq jours, né à La Martinie, fils à Antoine et à Jeanne Sarrant est décédé ce jourdhui au même village de La Martinie en la maison de son père. Les déclarants ont dit ne savoir signé, après leur avoir donné lecture du dit acte de décès. » 

A daughter weighing 6 pounds 6 ounces was born to Mr. and Mrs. Gould K. Holland, Clear Lake, at the Park hospital Thursday. (Source: The Mason City Globe-Gazette, Friday, October 29, 1943) 

A farmer in Nova Scotia, fruit-grower. His son David took over the farm when Robert retired. Was in the Army in 1945, and a member of the R.C. Legion. 

A son of John N. & Rosanna Green Caldwell. He was a life long resident and he died at his home on Scotland Avenue. He was married in 1900 to Sara Fisher.
They were the parents of these children:
 Ralph Caldwell, who passed away in December 1952;
 George Caldwell, at home;
 Allen Caldwell, who lives in Pittsburgh;
 Ruth Caldwell, at home.
John was a Bricklayer, a member of the First Baptist Church in Punxsutawney and the Bricklayer’s Union.
Source: Punxsutawney Spirit; Punxsutawney, Jefferson Co., Pennsylvania (April 1953). 

About Michael: Retired. Spends half the week at home in York, Maine and half the week (incuding week-ends) at apartment in Boston. Sings in choir at Trinity Church on Copley Square in Boston. Wife, Lee, teaches classics and English at Phillips Exeter Academy in Exeter, NH. (Source: Facebook, 2013) 

Acadia studied at American University of Paris (2009-2011), and Columbia University (2012). 

According to MacLean, History of Antigonish, vol 2, p 182: living in New York.
“Before I was born and as a small child (maybe 4, which would have been 1950) my grandmother had a flat at 110 St. and Amsterdam Avenue in NYC. She stayed there in the Winter and returned to Heatherton in the Summer. I do not know the exact dates, but I do know she was doing this before 1945. At the time, my father, Fauster and his brother Wallace both lived in NYC. Another brother, Graham lived in Albany, NY or just north of Albany in Brant Lake, NY. But, then she stopped coming to NY and we would go to Heatherton every summer to see her. She died at the Sanitarium in Kentville in March of 1961.” [Mary Ann McDonald McConnell, Dec. 2000] 

According to “Biographical Review… Province of New Brunswick”, Samuel Skinner was born in Nova Scotia and during his life was a leading builder and contractor of St. John, N.B.
 

Adam is a Journalist.

From The Telegraph, 7 Jan 2012.
Adam Edwards: Life as a widower
Since the death of his wife, Adam Edwards has come to realise that a widower’s existence doesn’t have to be miserable.

 It was late last spring when my half-Russian wife Natasha died at the age of 54, after a long and debilitating illness. After a quarter of a century of marriage, I was on my own. It was not a role for which I was prepared. It was not just the grief, for which nobody can prepare, but also the readjustment to living. I was like a motorcycle that had suddenly lost its sidecar; wobbling along without a companion to help me around the corners.
 The last time I was driving solo I was living in a top-floor, one-bedroom Notting Hill Gate apartment that was so small that no matter where I was in the flat, I could reach the corded landline after just one ring. It was a bird perch; a “sock’’, as Martin Amis famously described such soulless bachelor pads, for sleeping, smooching and refuelling. Suddenly, at the age of 60, I was in a sock once more, only this time it is a modest-sized country house, a building that I had never before thought of as mine but rather as a family home owned mostly by the bank and, until this year, consisting of wife, dog, child and a ship’s container of white goods.
 Since Nat’s death, the place has subtly begun to revert to a rural version of my old bachelor flat. The dog, Zeb, a Jack Russell of uncertain pedigree, had to go if I was to build any sort of social life. He was, anyway, my wife’s tail-wagging mutt who would come to her call but not to mine and would welcome her by wriggling around on the carpet like a woolly worm. He would greet me, on the other hand, with complete indifference, which was unbecoming in a dependent animal who, in human years, was 57 years old. Nat’s death left him bereft, and a wonderful neighbour adopted him.
 My daughter Katya had left for the fleshpots of London shortly before the bereavement, and as for the white goods, I view them now as I always had, with antipathy. I dare not change the washing machine dials that are still on the setting last used by my wife, the swanky American fridge is now so over-capacitated that I have taken to using the fridge section as a wine cellar and the freezer as an ice bucket, while the cost of cooking a baked potato in the cream-coloured four-door electric Aga, which neither heats the water nor the central heating, could save the euro. The cooker was once the mother lode that fed my wife, daughter and myself. Now it only has me to service and its primary role is to cook a spud once a week. It would be cheaper to dine out at El Bulli.
 I moped about in those early months of widowhood. As a freelance journalist, it was easy to skive. I watched daytime television for the first time in my life, increased my intake of cigarettes and spent a lot of time clearing cupboards. The Polish “daily’’ said, somewhat undiplomatically, that the house needed a complete spring clean and the drone of her hoover was a tolling bell that drove me to the local wine bar, although not necessarily to drink (the doctor recently told me that my liver was “good... for Gloucestershire’’).
 By midsummer, nihilism had replaced grief and it took a rocket from my daughter, who has become something of a de facto wife, to pull me out of my self-pity. Quite soon after that, I began to realise that a widower’s life is not all gloom and domestic doom; quite the reverse, in fact.
 In the early autumn, invitations started to arrive. At first they tended to be for Sunday lunch - a feast in the Cotswolds that is as momentous as the Last Supper. Sometimes there was an awkward moment because nobody knew quite what to say other than, “I’m so sorry to hear your news.” And I, in turn, never knew exactly what to reply except “thank you’’. But after a few drinks, the stiffness disappeared. Nat was toasted and praised, her wit was celebrated and any foibles that she may have had were long forgotten.
 As I crept back into social life, I was frequently given the advice “don’t do anything for a year’’, which I had no intention of doing, and then asked the contradictory question: “Are you going to move back to London?’’
The latter was not, I think, meant rudely but rather it was a genuine inquiry. In the countryside, a single man is socially acceptable, even desirable at the occasional party, while a single woman, particularly a widow, is deemed an outcast. A host of attractive solo women have told me how lucky I am to be in my new role and how unfortunate they are. The reason for their wretched situation, they say, is that it is married women who run the social life in the shires and that they, as single women, pose a threat to the husbands.
 I am not sure that this is necessarily true, but the question about moving to London was usually followed up with the advice that I would be “mad’’ to do so as there were so many divorcées on the prowl. So far I have not been overwhelmed by rural crumpet but perhaps, because I am so out of practice, I am missing the signals.
 My friend Ricki, a single man who has been playing the field in Gloucestershire for several years, tells me that I should have an affair with a married woman to “gain some credibility” in the county - but not more than one, otherwise I will be shunned as a cad. In fact, it is only in London where I can claim so far to have been “hit on’’. And there I notice that the difference between the life of a callow bachelor in the early Eighties and an ageing widower in 2012 is that the matter of sex and whether or not it is available is brought up by the woman within the first few minutes of meeting her. In my new world, it is the women that are the aggressors. One ageing divorcée I met recently looked me up and down like a teenager ogling a stripper and commented: “nice bum’’.
 It is good to know my bottom is still the subject of approval after the fattening years of domestic bliss, but it is no substitute for my wife’s shapely behind beside me. She was there to prompt me when I forgot names, as a recipient of my moans when I had to sit next to the bore and to drive me home when I had a schooner or two too much to drink. In the country one works as a pair; every social event, with the exception of a Saturday drink at the pub, is based around couples, and to be single is to be a stray.
 There are other interesting sides to widowhood. Nat, a woman for whom politics and sport held little of interest, controlled the television remote. Since her death I have not watched a single soap opera, hospital drama or reality show. Instead I now subscribe to Sky Sports and have invested in the complete boxed sets of The West Wing. I have got rid of the dull family car, which was a four-wheel temple to health and safety, and replaced it with a two-door sporty number. And I have bought an iPod. There is no room on it for the crooning of the Rat Pack, of the Sinatras, Dean Martins and Sammy Davis Jnrs that my wife was so insistent on playing. Instead I have loaded it up with classic Sixties rock - in particular Pink Floyd, a group that had been banned in my house for a quarter of a century. Nat had only two requests before her death - the first was that the words “I’ve been to a marvellous party” should be on her headstone, and the second that Midnight Train to Georgia by Gladys Knight and the Pips should be played at her funeral. I have left that song off the iPod as I cannot listen to it without blubbing.
 Meanwhile, I no longer worry about budgeting for a family and I have changed supermarkets from Tesco and its Stalinist Club Card for the more sophisticated climes of Waitrose. My marriage was a gourmet war between my preference for red meat and my wife’s fondness for white meat, with a pasta dish as the frequent compromise. Now I pick and choose the finest grub the supermarket deli has to offer (a slice of rare beef for one, for example, is no more expensive than spag bol for three), I give the vegetable section a miss and I do not have to stand like a dunce in the cosmetics department while Nat flirts with a decision. Furthermore, there are no more squabbles over the Chinese takeaway menu - I’ll never have to eat lemon chicken again.
 Other small things have come as a pleasant surprise. Nat insisted on cut flowers in the house - something about which I thought I cared little - and could not go shopping without bunching herself. After her death, I missed the flowers and the house is now never without them. My complaints about knick-knacks cluttering up the place were also misplaced. They are, I now realise, what make a home, although I’m not sure about the ghastly Russian cup and saucer that is, according to Nat, a very valuable heirloom that I dropped 10 years ago and which ever since has sat in shattered pieces on the drawing room mantelpiece waiting to be fixed.
 Perhaps the hardest thing about my new life is to resolve it with the old, to get on with life without guilt, to do things without always wondering if Nat would approve. Dr Samuel Johnson, in a letter to a friend about the state of widowhood, wrote: “The continuity of being is lacerated; the settled course of sentiment and action is stopped; and life stands suspended and motionless, till it is driven into a new channel.’’
 As the black clouds of despondency skid over me less frequently, a new channel is slowly emerging. But I know that it will take more time; probably much more time than I thought, as it is a racing certainty that Nat will continue to haunt me until I mend that damn Russian cup and saucer. 

Adam Mackay Ganson (1862- ?), who emigrated from Scotland in 1862, was credited with being the George A, Fuller Company’s Superintendent of Construction for the Flatiron Building...in the parlance of the industry.."He built it". He and his wife, Maria Bull Ganson (daughter of the famous surgeon and scientist, George Joseph Bull) lived on Hamilton Avenue in New Rochelle. Adam is also said to have built the "Realty", "Pennsylvania Terminal", the "Trinity", and the "Trinity Annex Buildings", all for the George A. Fuller Company. The George A. Fuller Co. was considered to be the pioneer of the modern steel skeleton building. — David C. Garcelon April 17, 2009 

Addison J. Platt was mayor of Sterling (1913-1914) 

Adele Mandellaub (born August 10, 1893 in Kolomea ; † October 31, 1941 in the Belzec extermination camp) was the wife of the businessman Simon Mandellaub. She lived in Heilbronn from around 1912 and had Austrian citizenship at that time. In 1918 the entire family, who lived at first at Turmstrasse 14, later at Gartenstrasse 32 and from 1936 at Sicherheitserstrasse 9, became Polish. In 1933 Adele and Simon Mandellaub, who ran two shoe stores, had to sell their house at Kirchbrunnenstrasse 12. In the course of the “Poland Action” in October 1938, Adele and Simon Mandellaub were deported together with their nine-year-old daughter Silvia, whereas the older children Gisela, Markus and Eugen managed to emigrate to Palestine in March 1938. Adele Mandellaub and her husband arrived with their youngest daughter in their native Kolomea, although they had been deported via Bentschen. Allegedly, Adele Mandellaub returned to Heilbronn three months later to take care of the furniture she had stored. In August 1941 the German Wehrmacht set up a ghetto in Kolomea. Like her husband and daughter, Adele Mandellaub was deported from there to the Belzec extermination camp. The officially determined date of death is October 31, 1941. (Source) 

After graduating from McDonald Consolidated School in Middleton, Arthur joined the RCAF and served overseas in the Second World War as a flight sergeant air gunner. He survived when his plane was shot down and escaped capture, eventually returning to Canada where he went into training as a pilot. In 1945, he retired from the RCAF. At a ceremony at Government House, Halifax, he was awarded the DFN by Lt.-Gov. J.A.D.McCurdy. He was a member of the Caterpillar Club, an organization formed by those whose planes were shot down during the Second World war and managed to elude the enemies. Following several years of employment with the Maritime Life Insurance Company, he re-enlisted in the RCAF, serving many years on various bases throughout Canada and retiring as a major. He then took employment with Canex as a buyer, and transferred to Lahr, West Germany, where he served as purchasing agent for almost four years. Prior to his death, he was a partner of Ottawa Travel. He was cremated in Capitol Memorial Gardens. 

After his father suicide, Ralph lived by his uncle Edward M. Skinner. He is mentionned in Tufts university records (Skinner, Ralph Douglas Jamaica Plain, 1900) He graduated as a physician, and moved with his spouse to New York city (1920 and 1930 census).