In those days people made their own entertainment. They never had much money to spend, so had to rely on Spelling Bees, Festivals, Singing Classes and School Exhibitions. We would hire an old gentleman for two or three dollars a night to teach singing, with the understanding that there wouldn't be much singing but lots of intermission. He was very earnest in his endeavor to teach us the notes, but nobody paid much attention to him. It was a place for boys and girls to meet and spend the evening. When the Christian Endeavor Society would get new singing books, they would gather at different homes to learn the new music. They would sing until about nine-thirty or ten o'clock, then partake of a lunch, then all home and bed. There was a real sociability among the farmers of that day. They had to make their own social life, an art that is lost in this day. This had not always been the case in my township. The population was made up principally of descendants of German settlers, interspersed with a few Scotch Irish families. In my grandfather's day a meeting of these two factions usually ended in a fistfight. Things had improved in my father's youth, but still there was little social mingling. However, by the third generation they had learned to live together quite amicably. These people were an honest God fearing people, thrifty, hard working and very good citizens. They raised large families on a hundred acre farm, many of them quite hilly and in many instances abandoned now. They managed to clothe their children, feed them good, and often sent some to places of higher learning. As we had no High Schools, anything above the Eighth Grade was entirely at the expense of the parents. The farms were self-supporting; most of the food was raised on the farm and material for part of the clothing. In the fall they killed eight or ten hogs, a beef, and this lasted the year around. The hams were smoked and hung in the smokehouse or granary. Many a good ham dinner I ate at threshing time in the fall. These hams had a flavor you cannot duplicate in the supermarket. They spun their own wool, knit their own socks and stockings and mittens. They also had hides tanned to make calfskin boots and shoes, made at the local shoemaker. My father was a tanner by trade and tanned many of the hides for shoes and boots. Tanning was quite a complicated trade in that day. My father had twenty-eight vats for curing hides. These vats were formed by digging a square hole and lining it with plank and made watertight.

My grandparents Smith who lived on a farm near Eddyville had a scutcher hanging in their home after they moved to South Bethlehem for retirement. On Thu, 11 Dec 2003 20:01:39 -0800 "Tom" <tomchapman@adelphia.net> writes: > Our shoes or boots were made by Wagoner, who lived in an > old log house on the back of the farm. His son afterwards preached > in the Reformed Church at South Bend. The clothing was mostly > homemade. I recall scutching the flax, and the women helped prepare > it ready for tow. The break was the first thing. We broke the raw > flax, the wood part fell out, and the flax part was gathered up and > we had to flail that with a "scutcher." We had something that stood > up almost straight and we whipped the flax against it. That was > called "scotching." We whipped that with a thing made of wood with > a sharp edge something like a paddle. We knocked the extra wood off > the flax and made it ready for the heckle. It was then pulled > through the heckle, which had many sharp points, and it made it > ready for the spinning wheel, and then it was ready for spinning > into yarn. Mother was a great spinner. She spun the flax into > balls of linen thread, which was taken to the weavers. M! > other made many quilts. > > > > We used candles made out of tallow. We had a candle mold > and poured tallow into them. When oil was discovered in Butler > County it was first used in and around our section. > > > > For amusement we had log-rollings, barn raisings, apple > parings, and sausage-cuttings. To cut the sausage we used two > choppers and cut it on a table. > > > > A coal bank was opened on the lower farm, and coal was > taken out almost every winter. One winter we took it out of the run > next to the Thompson line. > > > > Squire Wherry's boys, my brother Elwood and I used to go > swimming a couple times a week through the summer at "Hickory Hole." > > > > > Not many people owned buggies when I was a young man. > They cost from $200 to $250. Father bought a two-seated surrey from > Hale Clark of Saltsburg. > > > > ==== PAARMSTR Mailing List ==== > > > >

Reminiscences of Oscar Mabon Wherry, written in 1964, when he was 80 years of age This is the story of a small village and surrounding country seventy years ago. It was a typical village of its day. A dozen houses, two stores, two blacksmith shops, a flour mill and a saw mill. Situated along Crooked Creek made a very picturesque and a very busy village for its day. People came for miles around to have their wheat or buckwheat ground into flour, and no money changed hands as the miller took only one-eighth for his toll. If the miller was a crook, some thought they were lucky if they got their sacks back. My mother said she never saw my father really angry but once, when the miller tried to short him on his flour. He raised cain and got his just amount. The stores were typical of their day. I remember being sent to the store for oysters. The storekeeper had them in a wooden tub with ice cakes floating around in them. You came home with a half dozen oysters and the rest ice water. The crackers came in barrels, and they were left open to flies and anyone that reached in and got a cracker. The pickles were in a keg and uncovered. One storekeeper, being chided about it, said it was the best flytrap he could get. Hanging from the ceiling would be horse collars, coal buckets, interspersed with a ladies' coat or a horseblanket. A pot bellied stove stood in the middle of the floor, with a wooden box for coal built around it. The farmers around the country would spend their leisure hours loafing at the store. They would perch themselves on the counters and nearly all chewed tobacco, and some could hit the coal box from their position on the counter. All the world problems were settled by these loafing farmers. They fought the Civil War over and over and usually the loudest talker was never in a battle or was home hiding in a haystack. New inventions were few and far between. I remember a man from the city brought a phonograph out to the country store to entertain the country boys. It was a small affair with a large horn and had to be wound up to play. The music was on a wax cylinder. We stood around or sat on the counter in utter amazement that a voice could come from a machine. I can remember one of the records. It was very uplifting and sounded like this: "The barber, Mr. Frazer, cut his nose off with a razor. And he breathes through his earlobes now." It was very enlightening and I never forgot that record. In summer, farmers would gather around the store, sit on the hitching railing or boxes, and while away the hours. If sixty, they thought they were too old to work, so they were like the story George Ade used to tell. He asked the old Hoosier how he accounted for his longevity, and the old farmer thought he was talking about his beard and answered, "I just let them grow." These farmers often had four or five boys at home to do the work. They stayed at home because they had no chance to go to public works, so they stayed home until they could earn enough money to start farming for themselves. I have known these boys to go to school when twenty-one or more years old. After the corn was put away and the butchering done, after Christmas they would attend school until the spring work started. They could at least keep warm until the spring. In the evening the boys would assemble at the country store, walking distances of two or three miles, loaf the evening away until about nine, when the storekeeper would close the store for the day. What a difference from today when the youth can not walk two squares to catch a bus. We would often buy a five-cent can of sardines and the storekeeper would throw in the crackers, and we thought this was a feast.

Hello List: Thank you for all the kind remarks about my contribution of J.N. Wherry's memories. Thanks again to his direct descendant, Barbara Britt, who provided them for us! I mailed a copy to everybody who requested one. Then it occurred to me to post it on my website, where you can find it at: http://www.genealogy.com/users/c/h/a/Tom-Chapman-/FILE/0049page.html I'll post to the list the transcriptions of Oscar Mabon Wherry's writing as I progress, then I'll make that available on the website. Tom

Dear Tom, Thanks so much for putting these online and yes, I would very much like to have to have you send an me a copy of the document. I have Georges and Bleakneys in South Bend, as well as Ralstons and Sharps in Plumcreek next door and across the border in Shelocta. Thanks again. Susan E ----- Original Message ----- From: "Tom" <tomchapman@adelphia.net> To: <PAARMSTR-L@rootsweb.com> Sent: Friday, December 12, 2003 12:03 AM Subject: Re: [PAARMSTR-L] South Bend Memories - 4 > <<...what a sacred reminder...>> > > > Yes, it really is sacred...... > > I was blown away when I received it. Wait until you read Oscar. > > If anybody would like to have a complete copy of my transcription, email me > privately and I'll send you the document in an attachment. > > > ==== PAARMSTR Mailing List ==== > >

Yes, I would like to have a copy. I was thinking of printing out your e mails but a copy would be so nice to have. I am enjoying reading these memories. How fortunate you are. Sue sujon@peoplepc.com ----- Original Message ----- From: "Tom" <tomchapman@adelphia.net> To: <PAARMSTR-L@rootsweb.com> Sent: Friday, December 12, 2003 12:03 AM Subject: Re: [PAARMSTR-L] South Bend Memories - 4 > <<...what a sacred reminder...>> > > > Yes, it really is sacred...... > > I was blown away when I received it. Wait until you read Oscar. > > If anybody would like to have a complete copy of my transcription, email me > privately and I'll send you the document in an attachment. > > > ==== PAARMSTR Mailing List ==== > > >

Thank you, Thank you, Thank you. The memories are wonderful - what a sacred reminder of those who walked this way so long ago. Donna Searching in South Bend: Kings, Georges,

My great grandparents, John Nesbit Weaver and Anna Margaret Beighley Weaver lived in South Bend. I don't know if there is a family connection because of the common middle name of Nesbit. I would enjoy reading the memoirs. Sue Weaver in Ohio ----- Original Message ----- From: "Tom" <tomchapman@adelphia.net> To: <PAARMSTR-L@rootsweb.com> Sent: Thursday, December 11, 2003 9:07 PM Subject: [PAARMSTR-L] South Bend Memories > Hello List: > > I recently acquired pages of memoirs kept by old South Bend residents John N. Wherry and his son Oscar Mabon Wherry. They were sent to me by a descendant of Oscar and Susan Kepple Wherry. > > If it's appropriate and welcomed, I'll post portions as I transcribe them. > > > Reminiscences of John Nesbit Wherry, > > November 27, 1932, in his 85th year > > > > > > My earliest recollection was of my sister, Harriet, and Mary Adair trying to kill a rooster I claimed. I was so angry that I used some bad language, and Lou Adair gave me a switchin. > > > > I must have been six or seven years of age when I started to school. The schoolhouse was on what is now the William Dunmire farm. Walter Lelless and James Kier later owned the farm. The schoolhouse stood to the right of the road as you go up from the Wherry schoolhouse. My first teacher was Alexander Wilson, a brother of "Billy" Wilson. He was a cruel teacher. One of his methods of punishment was to bore a hole in a board with a red-hot poker and then make the older, unruly pupils stick their fingers in these holes. A white thorn rod or two always stood in the corner of the room. The schoolhouse was of logs, hewed flat on the inside. The cracks were filled with yellow clay to keep out the cold air. The big fireplace about four feet wide was at the rear end of the schoolhouse. Logs three or four feet long were burned for fuel. The seats were made of slabs set on wooden pins. Wooden pins were placed in the sides of the walls under the windows, and boards placed on! > these serves as desks, and we sat on slab seats in front of these. Slates and pencils were used by the older pupils. Goose quill pens were used at that time. If the pupils could not make the pens themselves, the teacher made them. The three "R's" were taught. I think McGuffey's Speller and Reader were used. It may have been Cobb's Speller. > > > > Others who attended the old log schoolhouse were the Findleys, Fulmers, Kings, two or three Allshouse families, the Georges, and Susan, Nancy and Theodore Lelless. A fellow by the name of Hugh McKee also attended. He got a licking almost every day. He left the country, and I don't know what became of him. > > > > I was probably ten years of age when the Wherry schoolhouse was built. It was an improvement over the log schoolhouse. The schoolhouse was used as a meeting place also. Weekly "singings" were held. My first singing teacher was "Billy" James. He would hold a singing Friday afternoon and teach music. The round notes were used when I started to singing school. The buckwheat notes were used in father's time. A tuning fork gave the pitch. People came from all around for three or four miles to the singings. Silas King was one of the teachers after I grew up. > > > > We attended church services at Eldersridge in the first brick church there. Father had a surrey. Later the West Lebanon Church was erected, and the Presbyterians about South Bend went there. Dr. Donaldson preached at both churches. We often walked to West Lebanon and attended Sabbath School and Church. Dr. Donaldson used to come around once a year and ask catechism questions. He rode horseback and was a large man. We often rode horseback to West Lebanon. We kept four or five working or riding horses. We usually kept four or five cows. We used a dog churn and later a barrel churn. > > > > > > > ==== PAARMSTR Mailing List ==== > >

Tom, I think that your postings of South Bend Memories is a wonderful idea. Thank you for taking the time to share this information with the rest of us on this list. Mickey 74bug@nauticom.net Mickey's Roll Call Mania Web Page http://www.pa-roots.com/~rollcall Mickey's Pennsylvania Genealogy Help Page http://www.mickey.150m.com Mickey's Genealogy Web Page http://www.geocities.com/Heartland/Valley/3027

Reminiscences of John Nesbit Wherry, November 27, 1932, in his 85th year ------------- Tom, I have a FEW ancestors that resided in Armstrong Co., PA, but even if I had none your transcriptions of John Nesbit Wherry's notes are to be treasured. Please keep posting. Pat-T

<<...what a sacred reminder...>> Yes, it really is sacred...... I was blown away when I received it. Wait until you read Oscar. If anybody would like to have a complete copy of my transcription, email me privately and I'll send you the document in an attachment.

Following are the last passages in the brief memoirs of J.N. Wherry. It gets better with his son Oscar Mabon Wherry. Listers - Has anybody ever seen this material before? If not, I would think that it would be quite an important holding for the Armstrong genealogy site and the historical society. Let me know what you think. Please credit Wherry descendant Barbara Britt for providing it to me. Tom Father went to Kiskiminetas Township to vote. He got tired of going such a distance and along about 1860 he got John Smith, of Eldersridge, who was a surveyor, to make a survey to form a new township called "South Bend," taking off three school districts form Kiskiminetas Township. When it came up first and was put to a vote, Father lost out and was very angry, but by the time of the next election, enough public sentiment was created, and he was successful in having the township created. Previous to this, he got a new road surveyed, which started at the locust grove on his farm and ran down to Sam George's run. Silas King was very angry over this, as it caused him to build some extra fences, satisfied to the change. The Indiana County Fair was a yearly event. Father was a stonemason by trade. He was five feet, ten inches in his stocking feet, and weighed about 160 pounds. He was a rugged, hard-working man. Large families were not uncommon. Seven or eight children was the average size family. Some had nine and ten children. Father took the contract for building three schoolhouses in Kiskiminetas Township, the first of three frame school buildings. He built the Wherry School, the Barrel Valley and the Olivet. Dan King and Ben Kinnard did the carpenter work. At that time the lumber had to be planed, plowed and grooved by hand. The lumber was hauled from the "Pines" to the lower (Jim Wray) farm and prepared in the barn. Father used to own a horse called "Mike." When Judge White went to the army and wanted a horse to ride, father got Alexander Montgomery to ride "Mike" up to Indiana, and he was chosen in preference to three or four horses brought in for the same purpose. The horse was a good loper. White was then a colonel in the army and in some battle was taken prisoner to Libby Prison, where he later made his escape. Bloodhounds were sent after him and he was recaptured, returned to prison and later exchanged for another colonel. Another soldier jumped on Mike and rode him out of the battle and made his escape. Later Harry White's brother Richard got the horse.

<<That was called "scotching.">> scutching

Our shoes or boots were made by Wagoner, who lived in an old log house on the back of the farm. His son afterwards preached in the Reformed Church at South Bend. The clothing was mostly homemade. I recall scutching the flax, and the women helped prepare it ready for tow. The break was the first thing. We broke the raw flax, the wood part fell out, and the flax part was gathered up and we had to flail that with a "scutcher." We had something that stood up almost straight and we whipped the flax against it. That was called "scotching." We whipped that with a thing made of wood with a sharp edge something like a paddle. We knocked the extra wood off the flax and made it ready for the heckle. It was then pulled through the heckle, which had many sharp points, and it made it ready for the spinning wheel, and then it was ready for spinning into yarn. Mother was a great spinner. She spun the flax into balls of linen thread, which was taken to the weavers. M! other made many quilts. We used candles made out of tallow. We had a candle mold and poured tallow into them. When oil was discovered in Butler County it was first used in and around our section. For amusement we had log-rollings, barn raisings, apple parings, and sausage-cuttings. To cut the sausage we used two choppers and cut it on a table. A coal bank was opened on the lower farm, and coal was taken out almost every winter. One winter we took it out of the run next to the Thompson line. Squire Wherry's boys, my brother Elwood and I used to go swimming a couple times a week through the summer at "Hickory Hole." Not many people owned buggies when I was a young man. They cost from $200 to $250. Father bought a two-seated surrey from Hale Clark of Saltsburg.

Sam McCartney lived at South Bend and kept a store. There was a mill built by a man the name of France and a tailor shop stood across the road from the L.A. Townsend house. Dave Ralston bought the farm which now belongs to Will Coleman. He was some sort of a dealer. He sold part of the land around South Bend to Chambers Orr. He didn't own the Captain France farm. The Blacksmith shop was run for years by Jacob Buckley. He made his own nails by hand. You could hear his hammer pounding out nails in the mornings by five o' clock. He made the nails for use that day before the customers came in, then drove horses all day. He was a great worker. He then sold out and bought a farm up toward Advance. The Orrs sold out to Robert Townsend and his son Henry for $14,000. Later on after the Civil War Robert Townsend, Jr. joined partnership with Henry, taking over his father's half interest in the land. Lou Adair lived in the old log house near the Wherry schoolhouse for a number of years. Father rented the log house on what is now the Jim Wray farm. The house stood in the field below the Wray barn. Jake Starry lived there awhile. Levi Hill later lived there and raised a large family and farmed that 100 acres of the farm. Grain was cut with a cradle, and hay with mowing scythe. We threshed with an old strap machine. We fastened down on the barn floor the cylinder power and had a strap to go out to a four horse power that was fastened down with pegs to the ground, and four long levers ran out from it with a horse hitched to each one, and some one stood in the center and drove the horses around. The belt that went in to the thresher (about four inches wide) went through the box into the barn and around this pulley on the cylinder, and the horses had to step over the box each time they went around. One horse followed another. It required seven or eight men to do the threshing. One cut and handed up the sheaves, one raked away back of the machine, another raked from him and back, and about two men shook the straw and forked it up into a mow. Another man or two worked in the mow, taking care of the straw. When the run was through, the horses were stopped and the men, after the grain was ra! ked off clean, shoveled it up to the side of the barn floor. The next day we re-cleaned the day's threshing and carried it into the garner.

Hello List: I recently acquired pages of memoirs kept by old South Bend residents John N. Wherry and his son Oscar Mabon Wherry. They were sent to me by a descendant of Oscar and Susan Kepple Wherry. If it's appropriate and welcomed, I'll post portions as I transcribe them. Reminiscences of John Nesbit Wherry, November 27, 1932, in his 85th year My earliest recollection was of my sister, Harriet, and Mary Adair trying to kill a rooster I claimed. I was so angry that I used some bad language, and Lou Adair gave me a switchin. I must have been six or seven years of age when I started to school. The schoolhouse was on what is now the William Dunmire farm. Walter Lelless and James Kier later owned the farm. The schoolhouse stood to the right of the road as you go up from the Wherry schoolhouse. My first teacher was Alexander Wilson, a brother of "Billy" Wilson. He was a cruel teacher. One of his methods of punishment was to bore a hole in a board with a red-hot poker and then make the older, unruly pupils stick their fingers in these holes. A white thorn rod or two always stood in the corner of the room. The schoolhouse was of logs, hewed flat on the inside. The cracks were filled with yellow clay to keep out the cold air. The big fireplace about four feet wide was at the rear end of the schoolhouse. Logs three or four feet long were burned for fuel. The seats were made of slabs set on wooden pins. Wooden pins were placed in the sides of the walls under the windows, and boards placed on! these serves as desks, and we sat on slab seats in front of these. Slates and pencils were used by the older pupils. Goose quill pens were used at that time. If the pupils could not make the pens themselves, the teacher made them. The three "R's" were taught. I think McGuffey's Speller and Reader were used. It may have been Cobb's Speller. Others who attended the old log schoolhouse were the Findleys, Fulmers, Kings, two or three Allshouse families, the Georges, and Susan, Nancy and Theodore Lelless. A fellow by the name of Hugh McKee also attended. He got a licking almost every day. He left the country, and I don't know what became of him. I was probably ten years of age when the Wherry schoolhouse was built. It was an improvement over the log schoolhouse. The schoolhouse was used as a meeting place also. Weekly "singings" were held. My first singing teacher was "Billy" James. He would hold a singing Friday afternoon and teach music. The round notes were used when I started to singing school. The buckwheat notes were used in father's time. A tuning fork gave the pitch. People came from all around for three or four miles to the singings. Silas King was one of the teachers after I grew up. We attended church services at Eldersridge in the first brick church there. Father had a surrey. Later the West Lebanon Church was erected, and the Presbyterians about South Bend went there. Dr. Donaldson preached at both churches. We often walked to West Lebanon and attended Sabbath School and Church. Dr. Donaldson used to come around once a year and ask catechism questions. He rode horseback and was a large man. We often rode horseback to West Lebanon. We kept four or five working or riding horses. We usually kept four or five cows. We used a dog churn and later a barrel churn.

This family of Hamiltons migrated to Sparland Marshall Co., Illinois ca 1851 . I believe Issac Hamilton is a brother to Margaret Hamilton wife of Milton Osborne whom also migrated to Sparland Illinois area from Red Bank Township, Armstrong co., Pa. same time period. Parents of Issac and Margaret Hamilton not known at present.Thanks Jerry Redbank Township, Armstrong County, PA October 1, 1850 By Hugh Campbell Page 543 * 107 110 Isaac Hamilton 35 M (Blank) PA Sarah " 30 F PA Charles " 14 M PA X Elizabeth J. " 12 F PA X Melica " 10 F PA X Nancy " 8 F PA X David " 6 M PA John " 2 M PA Pa. Census 1840 Osbourn, Milton Armstrong Co., Pa. 1840 021 (Page 1850 Armstrong co., Pa. Census 539) Book Page 272 Listed D *** 77 79 William Ausbunn 33 M Carpenter 200 PA Margaret " 32 F PA Jane " 12 F PA X Mary A. " 10 F PA X Amanda " 8 F PA X William N. " 5 M PA X Winfrild S. " 2 M PA *** - indicates that on the census it looks more like Milton, but William was put in the book.

You might try contacting one pf the 3 Hamiltons that live in New Bethlehem, Clarion county It is very close to Red bank twp,Armstrong co. Good luck, Michelle -----Original Message----- From: Linda J. Walker <ljwalker@worthington-pa.us> To: PAARMSTR-L@rootsweb.com <PAARMSTR-L@rootsweb.com> Date: Sunday, December 07, 2003 7:39 PM Subject: Re: [PAARMSTR-L] HAMILTON >I have a Samuel Shaw HAMILTON, 1880-1929. >Married to Alice Carey WALTER. > >Children of this couple: >Mary K. HAMILTON >Alice C. HAMILTON >John W. HAMILTON >Samuel N. HAMILTON >Virginia M. HAMILTON >William P. HAMILTON >James F. HAMILTON >Leslie M. HAMILTON >George T. HAMILTON > >However, they were in Washington Twp, Westmoreland County. > >I know very little about Samuel Shaw HAMILTON. >Anybody have ANY of these HAMILTONS? >Any connections at all??? > >Linda > > >----- Original Message ----- >From: "Jim" <jgw@direcway.com> >To: <PAARMSTR-L@rootsweb.com> >Sent: Saturday, December 06, 2003 3:42 PM >Subject: Re: [PAARMSTR-L] HAMILTON > > >> >> --Boundary_(ID_7PpyJyv7SHq3a3oaR2fpwA) >> Content-type: text/plain; x-avg-checked=avg-ok-2BDE2728; charset=us-ascii; >> format=flowed >> Content-transfer-encoding: 7BIT >> >> At 11:14 PM 12/5/2003, you wrote: >> >Does anyone have access to a will or estate index for Armstrong Co., PA? >> >I'm looking for anyone with surname HAMILTON in 1800s; possibly in Red >> >Bank Twp. >> >> Hi Bev, >> >> I also am interested in HAMILTONs in Armstrong Co. and it doesn't seem >that >> many of us are. My gg-grandfather was Thomas B. HAMILITON b. abt 1837 m. >> (Sarah?) Catharine BOWSER b. abt 1851. In 1870 they lived in Washington >> Twp. and in 1880 in East Franklin Twp. >> >> Do you have any information on any HAMILTONs who might be connected to >mine? >> >> Thank you, >> JIm Wise >> >> --Boundary_(ID_7PpyJyv7SHq3a3oaR2fpwA)-- >> >> >> ==== PAARMSTR Mailing List ==== >> >> >> >> > > > >==== PAARMSTR Mailing List ==== > > >

I have a Samuel Shaw HAMILTON, 1880-1929. Married to Alice Carey WALTER. Children of this couple: Mary K. HAMILTON Alice C. HAMILTON John W. HAMILTON Samuel N. HAMILTON Virginia M. HAMILTON William P. HAMILTON James F. HAMILTON Leslie M. HAMILTON George T. HAMILTON However, they were in Washington Twp, Westmoreland County. I know very little about Samuel Shaw HAMILTON. Anybody have ANY of these HAMILTONS? Any connections at all??? Linda ----- Original Message ----- From: "Jim" <jgw@direcway.com> To: <PAARMSTR-L@rootsweb.com> Sent: Saturday, December 06, 2003 3:42 PM Subject: Re: [PAARMSTR-L] HAMILTON > > --Boundary_(ID_7PpyJyv7SHq3a3oaR2fpwA) > Content-type: text/plain; x-avg-checked=avg-ok-2BDE2728; charset=us-ascii; > format=flowed > Content-transfer-encoding: 7BIT > > At 11:14 PM 12/5/2003, you wrote: > >Does anyone have access to a will or estate index for Armstrong Co., PA? > >I'm looking for anyone with surname HAMILTON in 1800s; possibly in Red > >Bank Twp. > > Hi Bev, > > I also am interested in HAMILTONs in Armstrong Co. and it doesn't seem that > many of us are. My gg-grandfather was Thomas B. HAMILITON b. abt 1837 m. > (Sarah?) Catharine BOWSER b. abt 1851. In 1870 they lived in Washington > Twp. and in 1880 in East Franklin Twp. > > Do you have any information on any HAMILTONs who might be connected to mine? > > Thank you, > JIm Wise > > --Boundary_(ID_7PpyJyv7SHq3a3oaR2fpwA)-- > > > ==== PAARMSTR Mailing List ==== > > > >

There were Hamilton's living in Redbank Twp in the late 1800's early 1900's that were associated with Hawthorn Pottery. E.A. Hamilton and J. A. Hamilton. Would these be connected? ----- Original Message ----- From: "Jim" <jgw@direcway.com> To: <PAARMSTR-L@rootsweb.com> Sent: Saturday, December 06, 2003 3:42 PM Subject: Re: [PAARMSTR-L] HAMILTON > > --Boundary_(ID_7PpyJyv7SHq3a3oaR2fpwA) > Content-type: text/plain; x-avg-checked=avg-ok-2BDE2728; charset=us-ascii; > format=flowed > Content-transfer-encoding: 7BIT > > At 11:14 PM 12/5/2003, you wrote: > >Does anyone have access to a will or estate index for Armstrong Co., PA? > >I'm looking for anyone with surname HAMILTON in 1800s; possibly in Red > >Bank Twp. > > Hi Bev, > > I also am interested in HAMILTONs in Armstrong Co. and it doesn't seem that > many of us are. My gg-grandfather was Thomas B. HAMILITON b. abt 1837 m. > (Sarah?) Catharine BOWSER b. abt 1851. In 1870 they lived in Washington > Twp. and in 1880 in East Franklin Twp. > > Do you have any information on any HAMILTONs who might be connected to mine? > > Thank you, > JIm Wise > > --Boundary_(ID_7PpyJyv7SHq3a3oaR2fpwA)-- > > > ==== PAARMSTR Mailing List ==== > > >