Hi Y'all! My name is Presley Calvin Harper. I am a retired Federal employee, and currently divide my time between Millersville, MD (Annapolis-area) and Pensacola, Florida, where I was born and raised. My e-mail address is included with this message. Anyone wishing to have my Maryland or Florida address, please send me e-mail and I will be glad to provide that information. I am currently at my Maryland address, however, I am toying with the idea of returning to Florida sometime within the next 30 or 45 days. I am seeking information on Andrew Bowman TENNANT: one of my paternal great great grandfather's. Below is copy of his obituary. Andrew married Isabella MACKEY, daughter of William MACKEY and Hannah MURPHY, on December 25, 1865. (There is some question about whether William MACKEY hailed from South Carolina or Virginia. But regardless where he came from, I'm pretty sure he and Hannah were married in south Alabama (Escambia County) or Escambia County, Florida (Pensacola). I am especially interested to know if there is any marriage between the BOWMANs and the TENNANTs. Since Andrew's middle name is Bowman, it seems plausible there may have been a marriage between these families. Also, the BOWMANs relocated to northwest Florida at the same time as the TENNANTs. The Escambia County (Florida) voter rolls for 1845 show TENNANT, J. B., TENNANT, R. J., TENNANT, Wm., and TENNANT, A.B. It is reasonable to assume the "A. B." is Andrew Bowman, and the others are brothers or perhaps a father and brothers. There are linkages between the TENNANT family and a multitude of other families of south Alabama and northwest Florida. Some of these include BAILEY, BULLARD, HALL, HARPER, DAVIS, FLEMING, JOHNSON, ... I will gladly share my information with anyone interested. Presley Harper **************************************************************************** ************************************ The following is taken from a newspaper clipping dated July 13, 1876. The clipping contained no information to identify the newspaper. Concerted effort was made to spell words and punctuate sentences exactly as they appeared in the clipping. - Presley C. Harper, 1408 E. Brainerd Street, Pensacola, FL 32503. April 1, 1997. Andrew Bowman Tennant was born in Sumter, S. C., April 11, 1809, and died in Escambia county, Fla., April 9, 1876. The affectionate son of a pious mother, with whom he lived until her death, which occurred only a few years since, it is said that he was never known to swerve from his duty to that mother. This speaks volumes! It is not a wonder that lessons of piety, early installed into his mind, were lasting. Late in life he was married to Miss Isabella Mackey, who, with five little orphaned children, mourns his loss in realizing the fact that husband and father is gone. The many ordeals through which he passed were fiery, yet he came out conqueror through Christ. His disease (hernia) prayed upon his system for years, rendering him very weak and emaciated in his last days. Toward the last his suffering was great. For a number of years he was a member of the Methodist Church, and, according to the statement of those who knew him well, he was known as a man of strict Christian integrity. I think that meekness must have been his leading characteristic in health, so humble and submissive was he in sickness. As his pastor I visited him frequently in his last illness. His conversations were of a heavenly nature. Ha gave every assurance of his peace with God. The thought of leaving wife and children troubled him for days, but as he neared the "valley and shadow of death" perfect resignation to the divine will calmed all his fears. His end was peace. On the afternoon before his death I called to see him. It was evident that he would soon be at rest. I asked him: "My brother, is your sky clear?" "Not a cloud," said he, "is before me." "Your faith in God is strong?" "Yes," he exclaimed. "I have trusted God a long time. I can say I have never known one of his promises to fail, and I feel like trusting him still; my faith increases." He died on a calm, holy Sabbath eve. As he was nearing the "turbid stream" his brethren and friends sang the "Land of Beulah," and as the chorus, "Oh, come, angel band," was born upward on the air, angles descended to bear his spririt [sic] home to God, and a seraphic smile lit up his face, betokening his happy entrance into rest. He suffered much in life, but his sufferings are no more. He fought a good fight; he laid hold on eternal life. W. P. Dickenson