Since I have been posting the soldiers of Brimfield, I have received request for certain names that are not in the "History of Brimfield" I went to the Palmer library and made copies of early Palmer names. ------- **Elbow Tract-old name of Palmer: 1718 **The name changed to Palmer in 1752 ** parts of present day towns annexed to Palmer: i. part of Brimfield-1760 ii. tract of Palmer included in Ware-1761 iii. part of Western [today's Warren]annexed-1831 **Keep in mind the other towns when searching for your names..... ------------ No spelling has been changed....... -- The book "Elbow Tract Settlement,1718-1728" information came from the town of Londonderry,NH in the book "History of Londonderry" by Parker. The following names of inhabitants from northern Ireland,came to America to Boston in 1718. Some stayed in Boston, others went to Andover[Mass]and other adjoining towns.....however 16 families went eastward and settled at Nutfield [now Londonderry] Others went to Worcester,Mass.,not being happy there , some went to Unadilla,NY. Some moved to Spencer,Mass.,some in Stow, some Hopkinton,Mass,some into Connecticut, and last,some to the "Elbows". In 1736,more Irish families came over... some went to Colrain[old spelling Colraine],and others started a town called New Lisburne [now Pelham,Mass] 1739-40. ---- James Teatte Jeremiah Thompson Thomas Cobham John Mitchell Robert Houston James Paterson William Leech Joseph Curry Robert Higinbotham David Wilson John Porter Patrick Anderson Henry Nelle John Gray Thomas Elder James Greg Andrew Dean John MaLaughlen Alexander Dunlop George McLaughlen Archibald Cook James Henre Alexander Blair Thomas Ramsay B.Cochran Francis Richie William Galt James Gregg peter Thompson Robert Boyd Richard McLaughlen Hugh Tarbel John Muar David Tarbel William Jeameson John Robb Wm. Agnew Jeatter Fultone Robert Wear[Ware] Adam Thompson Alexander Donaldson Alexander Pattison Achibald Duglass Thomas Dunlop Robert Stiven John Willson Robert Henry David Willson James Pettey John Moor David Bigger James McKeen David patterson John Lamont David________ John Smith John Wight Patrick Orr Robert Willson William Orr James Ball Andrew Cord Jeames Lenox John Leslie James Nesmith John Black John Calvil John Thompson Samuel Boyd John Lason Samuel Wat Lawrence McLaughlen James Craford John Heslet David Henderson george McAlester Matheu Storah Thomas Ramadge David Widborn James Campbell Luk Wat David Lindsay Robert Henre Robert Giveen William Walas James Laidley Thomas Walas Benjamin Galt Thomas Cewch Daniel Todd William Boyd Robert Barr Hugh Orr Hugh Hollmes Robert Johnston Robert King Thomas Black John Black Peter Murray Peter Cristy John Jameson James Smith John Cochran Samuel Gonston Patrick Smith Thomas Shadely Sameuel Ceverelle William Ker James Craig Thomas Moore Samiuel Wilson Andrew Watson Gawen Jirwen John Thonson Robert Miller James McKerrall Thomas WIlson Hugh Stockman William Wilson Andrew Cochran James Brice James Carkley Ninian Pattison Lawrence Dod James Thompson Sandrs Mear John Thompson John Jackson Robert Thompson James Curry James Elder James Acton ----------- More later...at least 2 more parts Cynthia -- ...Look ups please use: Lookupsne@hotmail.com Listowner: Ma-Bay-Colony-L@rootsweb.com MaNorfol-L@rootsweb.com Ct-River-Valley-L@rootsweb.com Cthartfo-L@rootsweb.com --

Hello, are you on the SHERMAN mailing list? If not here is their address. Best wishes, Gloria Daum SHERMAN-L@rootsweb.com ---------- > From: Anne E. Wellman <annewellman@mindspring.com> > To: CT-RIVER-VALLEY-L@rootsweb.com > Subject: [CRV] SHERMAN > Date: Saturday, November 18, 2000 3:18 AM > > Is anyone tracing a Sherman family that went to NY? Am looking for a woman whose married name is Silence M. Sherman probably born late 1700s or up to 1800 possibly in Yates County NY. Do not know her husband's name. She had a daughter b. Jun 26 1821 Abigail Sherman born in Rochester NY (who married Alvah Wellman) and also a son Edward Mandleburt Sherman (who married an Ely). Edward had a son Augusta Adelaid Sherman. >

Would Lee Schneider please contact me..... Cyntia -- ...Look ups please use: Lookupsne@hotmail.com Listowner: Ma-Bay-Colony-L@rootsweb.com MaNorfol-L@rootsweb.com Ct-River-Valley-L@rootsweb.com Cthartfo-L@rootsweb.com --

I subscribe to a lot of lists, and have seen replies to nutty things go on for days. I have learned to not respond and contact the list owner, who takes care of things like that. Some people send such nutty things to get something going. Not responding on the list, makes them oh so sad cause you have spoiled their fun, by ignoring them. That's the point of why some send mess. not appropriate to the list, they just want to get something going, then they sit back and laugh at the responses, etc. The list owners almost always take care of things like this, and it doesn't spoil the list, remember there are all kinds of people in this world, send it on to the list owner, just a thought, as to how i handle inflammatory mess. dixie

Special thanks to you Warren Wetmore, cuz DIXIE SIMMONS

You're welcome, Cuz. But Debbie was the driving force behind it. Cheers, Warren ----- Original Message ----- From: <Adhemar4@aol.com> To: <CT-RIVER-VALLEY-L@rootsweb.com> Sent: Saturday, November 18, 2000 2:54 PM Subject: Re: [CRV] Savage book is online in html format! > Special thanks to you Warren Wetmore, > cuz > DIXIE SIMMONS > > > ==== CT-RIVER-VALLEY Mailing List ==== > http://searches.rootsweb.com/cgi-bin/listsearch.pl > Conn.River Valley Genealogical research library: http://www.quadrangle.org > > http://www.nehgs.org [New Eng.His Gen Society] > Listowner: NewEnglander1621@msn.com > > ============================== > Ancestry.com Genealogical Databases > http://www.ancestry.com/rd/rwlist2.asp > Search over 2500 databases with one easy query! >

--part1_5f.d0659b7.27483d29_boundary Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit Off subject, I know, but thought you all might appreciate it nonetheless. Ken --part1_5f.d0659b7.27483d29_boundary Content-Type: message/rfc822 Content-Disposition: inline Return-path: <Sailor817@aol.com> From: Sailor817@aol.com Full-name: Sailor817 Message-ID: <b4.d698b36.27483c50@aol.com> Date: Sat, 18 Nov 2000 15:10:56 EST Subject: A Thanksgiving Thought To: THenne1713@aol.com, HOOKTAH@juno.com, Alny18@aol.com, Mikeproc12@aol.com, stellarep@mindspring.com, bagvan@email.msn.com, jtwitt@yahoo.com CC: Sailor817@aol.com MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="US-ASCII" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-Mailer: Windows AOL sub 117 > The following is something to ponder: > > If you have food in the refrigerator, > clothes on your back, a roof > overhead and a place to sleep ... you > are richer than 75% of this world. > > If you have money in the > bank, in your wallet, and spare change in a > dish someplace ... you > are among the top 8% of the world's wealthy. > > If you woke up this morning with more health > than illness ... you are more blessed than > the million who will not survive this week. > > If you have never experienced the danger of > battle, the loneliness of imprisonment, the > agony of torture, or the pangs of starvation... > you are ahead of 500 million people in the world. > > If you can attend a church meeting without fear > of harassment, arrest, torture, or death ... you > are more blessed than three billion people in the > world. > > If your parents are still alive and still > married ... you are very rare, even in the > United States. > > If you hold up your head with a smile > on your face and are truly > thankful ... you are blessed because the > majorit y can, but most do not. > > If you can hold someone's > hand, hug them or even touch them on the > shoulder ... you are blessed > because you can offer healing touch. > > If you can read this > message, you just received a double blessing in > that someone was thinking of you, and furthermore, > you are more blessed than over two billion people > in the world that cannot read at all. > > > Have a good day, count your blessings, and pass > this along to remind everyone else how blessed we > all are. > > > --part1_5f.d0659b7.27483d29_boundary--

We have added James Savage's book, "A Genealogical Dictionary of the First Settlers of New England before 1692," to the AHGP site. http://www.usgennet.org/usa/vt/state/savage/ Extra special thanks to Warren Wetmore for all of the help he has given with html. In addition I'd like to mention that he did an excellent job in formatting the text which was scanned by Robert Kraft and Benjamin Dunning. Ginger C. has done an outstanding job in making the graphics for this site, and I'd also like to thank Holly Timm for her assistance in html help with layout for this project. Thanks also to Janice Farnsworth, who introduced me to Warren. There are over 2500 pages of book in this project with many many names included. We have put a search engine on the site and would encourage you to run a search on your family names. Thanks to you all and we hope researchers will benefit from this.

Chapter XIII PIONEER MISSION WORK IN OHIO Cont'd The next morning was cold and clear, --- no wind. A fine, large horse was put before a sleigh, or rather a cutter, in New England style, large enough to accommodate the travellers and the driver who was engaged to take them to the Four Corner, a place where there were two log cabins five miles short of the Pennsylvania line. It was sunrise before the party started. In going out upon the frozen lake, they passed between mounds of ice and sometimes over large cakes thrown up by the storms of winter. But the driver knew his way, and horse and cutter were both strong. Mr. Chase says: "The scene before us, as we came out from the mounds of ice, was most brilliant and even sublime. Before us, up to the lake, was a level expanse of glassy ice from two to three miles wide, between two ranges of ice mountains, all parallel with the lake shore as far as the eye could reach. On this expanse and on these mountains, and on the icicles which hung in vast numbers and in infinite variety of forms, from the rocky shore on the left, the rising sun was pouring his cheerful beams. Light and shade, brilliance and darkness, were in such proximity and so blended as to produce a most bewildering effect. As we drove through this scene of beauty and sublimity, we were taught a striking lesson of God's lesson care,even for the wild eagles who were fasting upon the fresh fish just from the ice, as they upon the fresh fish just from the ice, as they sat upon these frozen mountains, each with a fish in his claws." "What noble birds! Where do they get these fish at this season? was asked. "They get them, " said the driver, "from the top of the ice. They were thrown up last winter in the storm and being frozen at once, have kept perfectly fresh, and the sun thaws them out for the eagles and ravens, who at this time have nothing else to eat." As the driver told this simple fact of the eagles, the fish, and the ravens, Mr. Chase's thought's turned upon his lonely and almost discouraged condition. "And will not He who feedeth the eagles and ravens feed and support a poor, defenceless, and solitary missionary, who goeth forth depending on His mercy to preach His Holy Word and build up his Church in the wilderness?" he asked himself. >From this hour he adopted as his motto, "Jehovah Jireh," "the Lord will provide, " --- -- the answer of faith. It was not quite noon the Cattaraugus driver stopped on the ice opposite the Four Corner. Thus far had the Lord helped. The travellers left their luggage on the bank and walked up to the two cabins. Mr. Chase, perceiving a pair of fine horses standing with harness on, and a man at work near-by, said: "Who owns these horses?" "I do, said the man. "Have you a good sleigh?" "Yes" "Will you put them before it at once, and take us up the lake as far as the Pennsylvania line?" At this time the man hesitated, but finally said: "I have just moved from the east and want money bad enough, having expended every cent in moving my family. The wind puts the water in the lake in motion and causes the ice to crack dangerously, but if you will give me a little extra, I think I will go." The bargain was soon made, and after eating a few doughnuts to allay their sharp hunger, and hearing the man whistling to his dog and cracking his whip over his prancing horses all ready to start, they ran to the shore and seated themselves in the sleigh. On they went over the ice at almost railroad speed; for the horses had a good driver and the travellers felt their spirits rise in the exciting but dangerous race for life that it really was, -- for the cracks in the ice became visibly wider as they advanced. But no word was spoken. The horses having trotted without injury over the narrow cracks, became accustomed to leap over the wider ones, but none were enough yet to let in the runners lengthwise, and the travellers thanked God silently for every successful leap.The horses seemed to enjoy the excitement; no whip was needed. The driver clung to his seat; swifter and swifter the good beasts carried them on until a house was in sight, and the driver pulled up to the smooth, pebbly shore. The driver said: "This is the place where I promised to bring you, --the Pennsylvania line. You are now on the lake shore of that State." Mr. Chase replied: "I will go no farther on the lake." "I am glad of that, " said Mr. Hibbard, "my heart has been in my mouth all the way." "Why did you not say?" said Mr. Chase. "Because," said Mr. Hibbard, "I was ashamed to own I had not as much courage as a minister!" The driver received his pay, called for his dog, and was off for home. Once more the travellers were left upon the lonely beach. Any one who has seen the breaking up of ice on any one of the Great Lakes in the early spring can well feel the breeziness of this little sketch. Probably it was not without a certain very piquant enjoyment for all three of the men concerned. It is well to be hoped that the brave driver and the fine horses, as well as the dog, got over the cracks in the ice safely. There was a lonely log hut on the beach not far away; and our travellers, finding no accommodation for man or beast, succeeded in hiring a boy to carry Mr. Chase's trunk on horseback for two miles. Where they found a comfortable house, obtaining food and lodging for the night. They found no way to "get on," however, therefore went on foot, occasionally catching a ride on a country wagon, and sending the luggage on to Erie by means of a chance vehicle going in that direction. From Erie, they succeeded in getting a conveyance to Coneaut Creek, in Ohio; and thus the future Bishop of Ohio entered into his diocese that was to be! Mr. Hibbard, at this point, left his traveling companion of days, and they never met again. Here Mr. Chase began his missionary work in Ohio. Coneaut Creek, now Salem, was then a cluster of a few log houses. There was not a churchman in the place. Mr. Chase held service, using all that was possible from the Prayer Book, and preaching. "all present 'admired' the prayers; this was good so far, but it would have been much better had they joined in them." On Monday, the 17th, Mr. Chase obtained conveyance to Ashtabula, where he remained and officiated for a week, when a Mr. Seymour took him on to Rome (Ohio). It would seem that up to this time, in this part of Ohio, there were no public means of travel. Another matter is worthy of note, ---that Mr. Chase remained long enough in these new towns, not only to hold service and preach, but to instruct the ignorant in the ways of the Church, and to seek for those who might hitherto have known something of its usage, and who had already been baptized. The weather having changed to severe cold, he and his friend, Mr. Seymour, suffered; but they at last arrived at the home of a Mr. Cromwell, near Austinburg, who was an ardent churchman and welcomed Mr. Chase with expression of joy. He had lawyers kept his Prayer Book through all the varying influence of friends and neighbors, -- his family being at variance with him also, yet he found in time they would all see more clearly, and for this he had always prayed. "And here, " said Mr. Chase, "his prayer, was heard and in the end the whole family was trained in the way of primitive order." The same night Mr. Chase held service in Mr. Crowell's house, -- the neighbors coming in from their cabins in the surrounding forest, lighted by their hickory torches. >From Mr. Crowell's home in the wilderness, Mr. Seymour returned to Ashtabula, when the question arose how should Mr. Chase get to Windsor, a town where were several churchmen. Mr. Crowell offered to lend him his "stiff-kneed mare" to help him over the watercourses, which kindly offer he accepted. It was ten miles to Windsor, and the road, except for two or three miles was through dense forest. The path, a part of the way, was rough with frozen mud, and the poor beast with her stiff knee limped sorely. Before the second mile was over, in attempting to avoid a log on one side and a deep hole on the other, she caught her "game leg" and fell with the rider's foot under her, fast in the stirrup. A few struggles and his leg was released, but the poor animal lay there still. On examination her leg was found fast between two logs, and a long lever was needed to set it free. A rail was taken from the fence and then the puzzle came, where to stand? If he stood far enough back to raise the log by bearing on the outer end of the lever, he was not near enough to put a block under the log to keep what was gained. After several fruitless attempts, he felt inclined to indulge in a hearty laugh at the ridiculous he cut by the wayside, thus bothered. Sympathy for the poor suffering beast, however, enabled him, by great exertion, to throw off the log from her leg and she was once more on her feet. Mr. Chase left her at a house near-by, to be sent back to he owner, and with his bruised and aching foot went on his way to Windsor as bravely as he could on his own legs. Happily the way through the woods was frozen, with much smooth ice. "What a blessing to a man with sprained ankle and a bruised leg!" End! chapter XIII Harriet M. Chase hatchase@uswest.net

Listers, Could someone look up Joanna Pemberton on FTM Disc 24 and 25 for me. She was married to James Randall. Thank you. Bill Randall =================================================== Beebe, Cranmer, Hale, Lamb, RANDALL, Roberts and Wightman families in Connecticut, New Jersey, New York, Ohio and Rhode Island Randall Web Page: http://freepages.genealogy.rootsweb.com/~randall

Is anyone tracing a Sherman family that went to NY? Am looking for a woman whose married name is Silence M. Sherman probably born late 1700s or up to 1800 possibly in Yates County NY. Do not know her husband's name. She had a daughter b. Jun 26 1821 Abigail Sherman born in Rochester NY (who married Alvah Wellman) and also a son Edward Mandleburt Sherman (who married an Ely). Edward had a son Augusta Adelaid Sherman.

t09007@juno.com wrote: > Hi, > > Is anyone on the list researching this surname. > Hi - I have Bullards from the Greenfield, Franklin County, Massachusetts area who married into my Guillow family - can give you more detail if this is where you're looking. Fred Murphy (frpamu@cshore.com)

The CRV mailing list covers from 1635-1850....there are many BULLARD families all over New England.....could you repost with more info such as : 1. whom/which family you are looking for 2. area they lived 3. time frame Cynthia ---------- Original Message ---------------------------------- From: t09007@juno.com Reply-To: CT-RIVER-VALLEY-L@rootsweb.com Date: Fri, 17 Nov 2000 11:19:48 -0600 >Hi, > >Is anyone on the list researching this surname. > >Thanks, > >Conrad >________________________________________________________________ >GET INTERNET ACCESS FROM JUNO! >Juno offers FREE or PREMIUM Internet access for less! >Join Juno today! For your FREE software, visit: >http://dl.www.juno.com/get/tagj. > > >==== CT-RIVER-VALLEY Mailing List ==== >List your sources when giving information >http://searches.rootsweb.com/cgi-bin/listsearch.pl >http://www.quadrangle.org (Conn River Valley Gen.Library) >http://www.acpl.lib.in.us [Allen county library] >http://www.nehgs.org [New Eng His.Genealogical Society] >List owner: NewEnglander1620@mail.ccsinet.net > >============================== >Join the RootsWeb WorldConnect Project: >Linking the world, one GEDCOM at a time. >http://worldconnect.rootsweb.com > > -- ...Look ups please use: Lookupsne@hotmail.com Listowner: Ma-Bay-Colony-L@rootsweb.com MaNorfol-L@rootsweb.com Ct-River-Valley-L@rootsweb.com Cthartfo-L@rootsweb.com --

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Now you have me really confused!! and that aint hard :~] I have a note written in pencil I have no idea by whom... that has LADD written on the side of the paper with an arrow to her name........ How is that for documation? (((weak smile))) I stand corrected, and also I have to forgive myself, that was many many years ago... before I relized how important documation was... I probably was about 18 years old and I never gave documation a second thought! AND I find it kinda like the box full of pictures I have with no names on them... they came from my grandparents, great grandparents etc and they knew who the people were, so why write on the backs of the pictures... Wilma > > ----- Original Message ----- > From: <Lafehrmom@aol.com> > To: <CT-RIVER-VALLEY-L@rootsweb.com> > Sent: Tuesday, November 14, 2000 2:42 PM > Subject: [CRV] Re: Benj. WILMOT'S wife, Ann > > > > Wilma, what is the source for Ann's maiden name - and was it LADD or LORD? > > Torrey doesn't have it nor did Jacobus' Families of Ancient New Haven. No > > idea where in England they may have come from, though. I have that line from > > the first Benjamin > William > John > Mercy, who m. Steven Johnson. > > > > Regards, > > Arlys LaFehr > > I'd be interested in knowing the source for Ann's family name, too. > > Her daughter married LORD -- or was it LADD? > > Yrs aye, > > Warren > > > ==== CT-RIVER-VALLEY Mailing List ==== > http://searches.rootsweb.com/cgi-bin/listsearch.pl > Conn.River Valley Genealogical research library: http://www.quadrangle.org > > http://www.nehgs.org [New Eng.His Gen Society] > Listowner: NewEnglander1621@msn.com > > ============================== > Visit Ancestry's Library - The best collection of family history > learning and how-to articles on the Internet. > http://www.ancestry.com/learn/library >

Rootswebber: Why did the chicken cross the road? Definitely to check out the tombstones in the little cemetery across the way hoping to see his ancestral name "Chicken" emblazoned with clear dates and ideally a quaint inscription, better yet a poem with carved picture. As he bends his scrawny neck to read each one, all of a sudden we hear him cackle. Another brick wall gone!

I received this from a group on another message board forum. It's off the topic of genealogy, but I just had to pass it along. > In a message dated 11/17/00 12:58:39 AM Central Standard Time, Dreamrun1 > writes: > > > Why did the chicken cross the road? > > > > VICE PRESIDENT GORE > > I fight for the chickens and I am fighting for the chickens right > > now. I will not give up on the chickens crossing the road! I will > > fight for the chickens and I will not disappoint them. > > > > GOVERNOR GEORGE W. BUSH > > I don't believe we need to get the chickens across the road. I > > say give the road to the chickens and let them decide. The > > government needs to let go of strangling the chickens so they > > can get across the road. > > > > SENATOR LIEBERMAN > > I believe that every chicken has the right to worship his or her > > God in his or her own way. Crossing the road is a spiritual > > journey and no chicken should be denied the right to cross the > > road in his or her own way. > > > > SECRETARY CHENEY > > Chickens are big-time because they have wings. They could fly if > > they wanted to. Chickens don't want to cross the road. They don't > > need help crossing the road. In fact, I'm not interested in > > crossing the road myself. > > > > RALPH NADER > > Chickens are misled into believing there is a road by the evil > > tire makers. Chickens aren't ignorant, but our society pays > > tire makers to create the need for these roads and then lures > > chickens into believing there is an advantage to crossing them. > > Down with the roads, up with chickens. > > > > PAT BUCHANAN > > To steal a job from a decent, hardworking American. > > > > BILL CLINTON > > I did not cross the road with THAT chicken. What do you mean by > > "chicken" Could you define "chicken" please? > > > > GEORGE BUSH > > I don't think I should have to answer that question. > > > > JERRY FALWELL > > Because the chicken was gay! Isn't it obvious? Can't you people > > see the plain truth in front of your face? The chicken was going > > to the "other side." That's what "they" call it - the "other > > side." Yes, my friends, that chicken is gay. And, if you eat that > > chicken, you will become gay too. I say we boycott all chickens > > until we sort out this abomination that the liberal media > > whitewashes with seemingly harmless phrases like "the other > > side". That chicken should not be free to cross the road. It's > > as plain and simple as that. > > > > MARTIN LUTHER KING, JR. > > I envision a world where all chickens will be free to cross > > without having their motives called into question. > > > > ARISTOTLE > > It is the nature of chickens to cross the road. > > > > KARL MARX > > It was a historical inevitability. > > > > SADDAM HUSSEIN > > This was an unprovoked act of rebellion and we were quite > > justified in dropping 50 tons of nerve gas on it. > > > > LOUIS FARRAKHAN > > The road, you will see, represents the black man. The chicken > > crossed the "black man" in order to trample him and keep > > him down. > > > > BILL GATES > > I have just released eChicken 2000, which will not only cross > > roads, but will lay eggs, file your important documents, and > > balance your checkbook - and Internet Explorer is an > > inextricable part of eChicken. > > > > FREUD > > The fact that you are at all concerned that the chicken crossed > > the road reveals your underlying sexual insecurity. > > > > EINSTEIN > > Did the chicken really cross the road or did the road move > > beneath the chicken? > > > > DR. SEUSS > > Did the chicken cross the road? Did he cross it with a toad? Yes! > > The chicken crossed the road, but why it crossed, I've not > > been told! > > > > ERNEST HEMINGWAY > > To die. In the rain. > > > > GRANDPA > > In my day, we didn't ask why the chicken crossed the road. > > Someone told us that the chicken crossed the road, and that > > was good enough for us. > > > > CAPTAIN JAMES T. KIRK > > To boldly go where no chicken has gone before. > > > > FOX MULDER > > You saw it cross the road with your own eyes. How many more > > chickens have to cross before you believe it? > > > > THE BIBLE > > And God came down from the heavens, and He said unto the chicken, > > "Thou shalt cross the road." And the chicken crossed the road, > > and there was much rejoicing. > > > > COLONEL SANDERS > > I missed one? > > > > caw > > > > [Non-text portions of this message have been removed] > > -------------------------- eGroups Sponsor -------------------------~-~> > eGroups eLerts > It's Easy. It's Fun. Best of All, it's Free! > http://click.egroups.com/1/9698/4/_/_/_/974447020/ > ---------------------------------------------------------------------_-> > > To unsubscribe from this group, send an email to: > PaulPeckFamily-unsubscribe@egroups.com

----- Original Message ----- From: <Lafehrmom@aol.com> To: <CT-RIVER-VALLEY-L@rootsweb.com> Sent: Tuesday, November 14, 2000 2:42 PM Subject: [CRV] Re: Benj. WILMOT'S wife, Ann > Wilma, what is the source for Ann's maiden name - and was it LADD or LORD? > Torrey doesn't have it nor did Jacobus' Families of Ancient New Haven. No > idea where in England they may have come from, though. I have that line from > the first Benjamin > William > John > Mercy, who m. Steven Johnson. > > Regards, > Arlys LaFehr I'd be interested in knowing the source for Ann's family name, too. Her daughter married LORD -- or was it LADD? Yrs aye, Warren

Hello list, Does anyone have access to Family Archive 231 cd - rom Mass marriages 1633 to 1850 who would be willing to do a look up for me?? Looking for marriage of Hannah Hamlett, Topsfield or perhaps Bellirica, Mass, hopefully around 1770?? Thanks in advance, George E. Hood

by Laura Chase Smith, Dutton Press, 1903 Chapter XIII PIONEER MISSION WORK IN OHIO (for those keeping apt attention Chapter XII has been omitted , though perhaps a bit interesting has little to no bearing of historical or genealogical significance) (this will describe how the journey was made from Hartford, CT to Buffalo, New York. Mr. Chase met his flock (in Hartford) for the last time on the 2n of March, 1817, and administered to them the Holy Communion. He had delivered no farewell sermon on that sad day, yet all present were in tears and all went silently away, praying that God would watch and protect their friend and pastor; and one may believe that these prayers were heard by Him who hath all things in His hand. The rector walked from the church to his home on Burr Street alone; "cold blew the night wind, drifting fast the snow." One may imagine how his heart was chilled, how drear the prospect seemed, when early next morning the stage called for him, the farewell words were spoken to wife and child, and he began his melancholy journey to "the Ohio." Bishop Clark, of Rhode Island, refers to this in a commemorative sermon preached in Christ Church in 1879. "some of you can recall the ministry of the ardent and energetic Bishop Chase; and perhaps you now remember that wintry afternoon when he held his farewell service, while the snow was beating against the windows in the plain, old wooden biding where you then went to worship. You may have seen him starting the next morning in the storm, as he went forth, relinquishing the comforts and refinements of the place where , he declared, he passed the sunniest portion of his eventful life, to discharge the rough work of a pioneer of the Church in what was then a western wilderness. I do not know that any of those whom I address to-day can recall the scene, for it was now more than sixty years since he laid down his rectorship of this church, to become, two years afterward, the first Bishop of Ohio, and, in 1835, the first Bishop of Illinois. And as an indication of the estimate that was placed upon his labors here, I quote from a long letter addressed by the wardens and vestry, 1818, to the standing committees of New Jersey and Pennsylvania: 'When he entered upon his parochial duties here he found the parish weak and containing scarcely thirty communicants, and when he quitted it he left it augmented in members and in attachment, and with communicants increased to about one hundred and ten.' As there was very little of commonplace in the life of Bishop Chase, so there were no neutral tints in his character; the lines were sharply drawn and the coloring deep and strong. Right or wrong, he was not to be easily diverted from his course, and his own strong conviction that he was sure to be right was one of the secrets of his power. He was never ashamed of his Divine Master, and did not seem to know what the fear of man meant." The four hundred miles from Hartford to Buffalo on Lake Erie made the beginning of the journey to Ohio. Coach-bodies set on runners were the means of winter travel in those days. The snow held until Mr. Chase reached Canadaigua, (New York, if I remember correctly), from thence the coach went on wheels. This caused much suffering in body and mind, as he feared that a trouble caused by a long residence in a hot climate would unfit him for the laborious life before him. However, he comforted himself with prayer and patience, two words that go very well together and proved a panacea for pains of many kinds. Mr. Chase preached on Sunday at Batavia and also at Buffalo, where he found a few houses, and fewer hopes of "getting on." There was no coach and no other means of conveyance on the southern shore of Lake Erie, and it might be a month before the ice would give way. "to an ardent mind, " says Mr. Chase, "bent upon progress, these were circumstances most unpleasant." Travel on a frozen lake, though considered dangerous, was still continued. While looking over this rather chilly prospect, Mr. Chase espied a man standing upright on his sled with his horses facing the lake. "Will you kindly inform me whither you are going? " said Mr. Chase. "Up the lake," replied the man. "And will you allow a stranger to ride with you for a reasonable compensation?" "I am only going twelve miles, but if you wish, jump in." Mr. Chase obeyed, and as he afterward remembered this incident, was amazed at his temerity in view of the dangers he encountered farther on. He always felt a loving Father guided and protected him, hiding from him step by step the way, and bringing him safely to the end through all. This twelve miles was soon over, a mere beginning. The ice on the lake reached only to Erie; the spring winds and the waves of Lake Erie on the Pennsylvania shore had rendered the ice unsafe, and the spring floods and absence of bridges rendered a journey by land impossible. The settlements through the new country were few and far between; in short, the outlook was almost disheartening. Mr. Chase had thought when the chance offered for "getting on" twelve miles, that would be something gained; and as he with his luggage, jumped into the farmer's sleigh, he was cheered by the presence of a fellow-traveler, a Mr. Hibbard, who just at that moment asked the same privilege. Hardly had this little trip ended when an opportunity presented of engaging another man , to take both gentlemen twenty-five miles farther on to Cattaraugus Creek. The ice up to this time seemed strong. It was not cold, and the sleigh with no friction glided swiftly along. propelled by a fine pair of horses; before dark they were at Cattaraugus Creek. It was a dismal scene. No human habitation on this side of the dark, muddy stream, pouring its overflowing waters, upon the ice, far and wide over the lake. There were houses on the other side, to which it was understood they were to be carried for the money agreed upon. The stream could not be forded, it was now too deep and rapid. "What shall we do?" was asked the driver. "I have brought you to Cattaraugus Creek, " said the man, "and I want my money, "throwing out Mr. Chase's trunk and coat and Mr. Hibbard's valise upon the beach. "But you do no intend to leave us here, where there I snow house to perish?" "I agreed to bring you to Cattaraugus Creek, and here you be." "And my money is in my pocket, which is another fact!" said Mr. Chase. "Now hark you! if you leave us here, as the night is coming on, where there is no shelter, we shall die; this was no part of the contract between us. But there is no use in further parley; as this obstruction was unexpected and may cause you some delay, we are willing to pay you extra for helping us out of this trouble. Now! turn your horses out upon the ice till you get beyond the part weakened by the warm, muddy water of the creek and then cross the stream and take us to yonder house, which we saw before dark." By this time the sun was down and dark clouds covered the nothereast horizon. The man surely but immediately obeyed, and lashing his horses, took them out to what seemed a safe distance. "Now turn to the left." said Mr. Chase. And he adds: "It was terrible to hear the water pour over the runners as they crossed over this muddy stream in dark, so far from the shore. But it was done, and the man, well rewarded, went his way; and ourselves, tired and hungry, found shelter and refreshment in Mack's Log Tavern." Chapter XIII To be Continued Harriet M. Chase hatchase@uswest.net