tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33059984668392880872024-03-05T17:53:48.956-05:00GenealojournalOur ancestors live on beneath everything we do. They have influenced and shaped our lives in countless ways. This is a simple journal of random notes on discoveries made and is meant as a companion blog to my original blog "Old Stones Undeciphered".Lisa Wallen Logsdonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13003873811444854964noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305998466839288087.post-71763074107192445022011-08-18T17:20:00.000-04:002011-08-18T17:20:33.600-04:00Unmarked! Mystery Photos - Fern Runyan Collection<div style="text-align: center;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">These are photos from the collection of my maternal grandmother, Mary Fern (Newby) Runyan. All are postcards except for the first two. All are completely unmarked, which is a rarity considering my grandmother had hundreds of photos that were all identified on the backs.</div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbsIBUCeS8Hh-kBvqDDwnkQ3A3_VUgWtMYQ6FEt4VyftIN7M6mNx3tVkZUmoPYTY-MFpAnNG8pgh2-PfBEFZ_3wuxNg_PD_24ssOEJtR411QNn56ziqUeAjh6VzEy716HZ4sl2sMLuxVdc/s1600/Unmarked+%2528Completely%2529002+copy+copy+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="192" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbsIBUCeS8Hh-kBvqDDwnkQ3A3_VUgWtMYQ6FEt4VyftIN7M6mNx3tVkZUmoPYTY-MFpAnNG8pgh2-PfBEFZ_3wuxNg_PD_24ssOEJtR411QNn56ziqUeAjh6VzEy716HZ4sl2sMLuxVdc/s320/Unmarked+%2528Completely%2529002+copy+copy+copy.jpg" width="320" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Five ladies. Very thin paper photo, not regular card stock. 3 1/2" x 5"<br />
None of these ladies look familiar or similar to persons in other marked photos.</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZF_Y_ZkYcCkDXT5xQad16Snk5RtofZy7W_B9ERjiT4FENs-9XULS1IyAGBag97IyOOI-wmqrPSJnozxgAKfFIp-MGqW_ci3ObjFP36e-vHgotWfzptHquwTl8dlsKA3FBSVopC3-ghmrP/s1600/Unmarked+%2528Completely%2529003+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgZF_Y_ZkYcCkDXT5xQad16Snk5RtofZy7W_B9ERjiT4FENs-9XULS1IyAGBag97IyOOI-wmqrPSJnozxgAKfFIp-MGqW_ci3ObjFP36e-vHgotWfzptHquwTl8dlsKA3FBSVopC3-ghmrP/s320/Unmarked+%2528Completely%2529003+copy.jpg" width="238" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Portrait of man on card stock 3" x 4"<br />
No clue to identity.</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrstQt3RZqvg3xtyC6AiebNGzbTPAmXYQpDG7V2znwXy7tWtpHgH5gM7iZGbVDL52gao7d4GVphNByswwBSXRJ24XOZ6BpuCiC9m9-RmXZvG35geqpbH4thXew_WB70VyAyNOVlUKv7XGX/s1600/Unmarked+%2528Completely%2529004+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgrstQt3RZqvg3xtyC6AiebNGzbTPAmXYQpDG7V2znwXy7tWtpHgH5gM7iZGbVDL52gao7d4GVphNByswwBSXRJ24XOZ6BpuCiC9m9-RmXZvG35geqpbH4thXew_WB70VyAyNOVlUKv7XGX/s320/Unmarked+%2528Completely%2529004+copy.jpg" width="242" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Portrait of two men. Postcard 3 1/2" x 4 1/2". <br />
Looks like the man on the right is black or mixed race.<br />
Both may be of mixed race. Completely baffled on this one too.</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8vRBrQvv2wbD2VgdD2isM-kQ_6GTEhl3rwz_Qmpmhb2_jQ4U4pVBRgd1Rn1k0_hkI3nQS6ikp7k7gzl_PCUxx86-IDGVHiosMcBm4FVx8ZJLVUTY1CA1RTzCDAyBfXWg96vTDAL2PYAfI/s1600/Unmarked+%2528Completely%2529005+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8vRBrQvv2wbD2VgdD2isM-kQ_6GTEhl3rwz_Qmpmhb2_jQ4U4pVBRgd1Rn1k0_hkI3nQS6ikp7k7gzl_PCUxx86-IDGVHiosMcBm4FVx8ZJLVUTY1CA1RTzCDAyBfXWg96vTDAL2PYAfI/s320/Unmarked+%2528Completely%2529005+copy.jpg" width="204" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Little girl in front of house. Postcard 3 1/2" x 5 1/2"<br />
Girl and house both unfamiliar.</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-vp6N3Gc72_KWMWSwpaT8h_Zbv6vXdTm0jP1Dcd0SVFsESLQ0GLAvjT5pqWct76ZAv2f7CMnypFHNF_NG9TNG2uMgXKN59rIHbVrFBD6u_0gM_FhIyrqTA-zg6FJ5yuyUSUlDJ5bW0Xp3/s1600/Unmarked+%2528Completely%2529006+copy+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-vp6N3Gc72_KWMWSwpaT8h_Zbv6vXdTm0jP1Dcd0SVFsESLQ0GLAvjT5pqWct76ZAv2f7CMnypFHNF_NG9TNG2uMgXKN59rIHbVrFBD6u_0gM_FhIyrqTA-zg6FJ5yuyUSUlDJ5bW0Xp3/s320/Unmarked+%2528Completely%2529006+copy+copy.jpg" width="193" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Young Woman in a neighborhood setting. Postcard 3 1/2" x 5 1/2"<br />
Wedding dress? Person and place are presently unknown.</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK-MyQeoKYrKNJrxRKU-AN1XR78Yn8WgYu8m6b5HhVtXWPVriVj1nnf_ceMZKS9UoNUQZFetFPBD4G-YoM9Wn8HabAYJSLZ3nmq-JxohyphenhyphenvUELMyuFij_6NgEwhRaQFzIKxtvJNJ1ISwAJN/s1600/Unmarked+%2528Completely%2529007+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhK-MyQeoKYrKNJrxRKU-AN1XR78Yn8WgYu8m6b5HhVtXWPVriVj1nnf_ceMZKS9UoNUQZFetFPBD4G-YoM9Wn8HabAYJSLZ3nmq-JxohyphenhyphenvUELMyuFij_6NgEwhRaQFzIKxtvJNJ1ISwAJN/s320/Unmarked+%2528Completely%2529007+copy.jpg" width="214" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Portrait of a young girl. Postcard 3 1/2" x 5 1/2"<br />
Possibly a Newby? Needs to be compared to marked photos.</td></tr>
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2_LExvZhxJfclG9s_49O0PGmws9HjTMCgH0qj7XgKRu0ePLPwYvZvqjZ-DM4JJkHxM7zAQ4eiBSnY5RkttAr9lDycxP9ISCECymRNYcllxlnYkwLqvuoZeqa9I2vJiFBhFLtfVb14zIAs/s1600/Unmarked+%2528Completely%2529008+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2_LExvZhxJfclG9s_49O0PGmws9HjTMCgH0qj7XgKRu0ePLPwYvZvqjZ-DM4JJkHxM7zAQ4eiBSnY5RkttAr9lDycxP9ISCECymRNYcllxlnYkwLqvuoZeqa9I2vJiFBhFLtfVb14zIAs/s320/Unmarked+%2528Completely%2529008+copy.jpg" width="185" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Full length portrait of two men. Postcard 3 1/2" x 5 1/2"<br />
Totally unfamiliar faces.</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="text-align: justify;">As always, all comments are welcomed! Any comments that might help to date these photographs will be appreciated. I'm hoping to get a few familiy members to check these to see if they can help with identification.</div></div><br />
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Lisa Wallen Logsdonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13003873811444854964noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305998466839288087.post-59555017174021730552011-01-18T15:03:00.000-05:002011-01-18T15:03:37.922-05:00You Have The Wrong Beulah Smith!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE9-ibTf9VD3h3W-7vp3bk136MNIQdrMFaKjlffcXuGjvNEwxxFgex8LX5fkOoH5AtBMTwmY6b1jtSwxO-J1Z_9sEwoC3d2VmrSRUzX8OI98nm9GBtGK7fmOqzZ2TxdjnrgTb8lke6lTYi/s1600/Mistaken.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="41" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjE9-ibTf9VD3h3W-7vp3bk136MNIQdrMFaKjlffcXuGjvNEwxxFgex8LX5fkOoH5AtBMTwmY6b1jtSwxO-J1Z_9sEwoC3d2VmrSRUzX8OI98nm9GBtGK7fmOqzZ2TxdjnrgTb8lke6lTYi/s320/Mistaken.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;"><b>Beulah Smith, wife of Samuel Darling vs Beulah Smith, wife of William Darman - </b><b>Salem County, New Jersey</b></div><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;">Several years ago I received an e-mail from a distant Darling cousin. I found out later that it's contents were copied and pasted from yet another Darling cousin after I did some searches and found the identical note on a message board. This is the exact message I received (copied and pasted verbatim; italics mine):</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;"><i>"I have info on Beulah Smith Darling her grand mother Grace Tyler named Beulah in her will and named her mother .Grace left to her daughter Ann Smith she was m to Mark Smith in Salem she listed her two grandaughters to granddau Rebecca Tyler Smith,Bedding,Bureau, and silverware,to granddau Beulah Smith bedding, silver tablespoons marked P.E.A. and a tenplate stove and rag carpet now at Mark Smiths she also stated she wills her rights to the farm which she bot of Mark Smith,being his life estate in same,in trust to pay the profits arising from same to dau Ann Smith which income is not to be under control of her husband Mark Smith oct 16,1824"</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><br />
</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;">A second entry to the message boards by the same person adds just a little more information:</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><br />
</i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">"This the info on the will 1822,Jan 17 Tyler Grace,Salem.To my executor,my right of the farm which I bot of Mark Smith.being ,his life estate in same, in trust to pay the profits arising from same to dau.Ann Smith which income is not to be under control of her husband Mark Smith.To granddau. Beaulah Smith,bedding,silver<span class="apple-converted-space"> </span>tablespoons marked P.E.A,and a tenplate stove and rag carpet now at Mark Smith's Exec.John G Mason.Wit James Newell,Ebenezer Smith and Maskell Mulford. Proved Oct 16,1824"</span></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
</span></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Then, there was the "other Will" (again, message posted by the same person):</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
</span></i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">"This is another will Feb 27,1807 David Smith to his wife Mary , house and lot in Salem where I now live and a lot on a new st fronting John Tyler's. to hannah Carpenter Ellet and Maria Ellet 100 pounds each to nephew Steven Smith 300 pounds Elizabeth Fogg 25 pounds to Neices Beulah and Attila Smith house and lot on the creek,In Salem to Elisha Smith 15 acres of woodland. to nephew David Smith remaindre og me estate Exec Mary Smith Bro William Smith and nephew David Smith wit Jesse Bond,John Redman,and John Ellet proved mar 30, 1807"</span></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
</span></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I originally cast these carelessly typed notes aside because too many things were just "not right". My ancestor, Beulah Smith, was born in 1823 and married Samuel Darling around 1844. The first five of their ten children were born in or near Salem County, New Jersey. The first Will above was written a year before my ancestor was born and the second Will was proven <u>over a decade</u> before she was born. Normally, I wouldn't have bothered with doing any follow-up research on something so unlikely, but it bothered me that these Internet messages were going to mislead others. Add to that my curiosity concerning the names Beulah and Attila! Beulah and Samuel's oldest daughter had many names in the various records found for her throughout her life: Artilla, Atilla, Artmezy, Misha, etc. I am convinced she was named after Artemisia Newell<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"><b>*</b></span>, a neighbor of Samuel and Beulah's in 1850 and that Artmezy and Misha are derivatives of that name. Artilla or Atilla may have been a second, or middle name. Those are not the most common names and it made me curious; were these recycled family names and could all these Smith families of Salem county be connected? A bit of research turned up strong evidence that Grace Tyler was not the grandmother of my ancestor.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">The Will cited does indeed mention a Beulah Smith, daughter of Mark and Ann Tyler Smith. Ann Tyler was the daughter of Samuel and Grace Ambler Acton Tyler. Grace's maiden name was Ambler. She was a widow at the time of her marriage to Samuel Tyler and her previous married name was <st1:city w:st="on"><st1:place w:st="on">Acton</st1:place></st1:city>. However, as research would indicate, Grace's granddaughter Beulah Smith (b. 1818) married WILLIAM DORMAN (or DARMAN) and they and their children can be found in Gloucester Co., NJ in the 1850 census. Their two youngest boys are Mark and Samuel, named for Beulah's father and grandfather. Beulah DARLING (b. 1823) is likewise found in the 1850 census in Salem Co., NJ with her husband Samuel and three sons. </span></div></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> </span><br />
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</span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: justify;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-6gg5YBq_tD5UAWfc6wg5xYC58mmuz-ZqUDXvBjtpy4illS9AzRW-2KI2FJFzXin_X0KxMaSNvTd8cEmuzPo7cE0O3iEnQE-G17bF7kxReAOgueDD_n8VWrzW91vATL715tkdBBPfnW-n/s1600/Fenwick%2527s.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;"><img border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-6gg5YBq_tD5UAWfc6wg5xYC58mmuz-ZqUDXvBjtpy4illS9AzRW-2KI2FJFzXin_X0KxMaSNvTd8cEmuzPo7cE0O3iEnQE-G17bF7kxReAOgueDD_n8VWrzW91vATL715tkdBBPfnW-n/s200/Fenwick%2527s.jpg" width="113" /></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">The genealogy of the family mentioned in the Will of Grace Tyler can be found in the book "The History and Genealogy of Fenwick's Colony, NJ" on pages 279 and 280. Fenwick's Colony (a Quaker colony) was located in Salem county. Grace Ambler Acton Tyler's parent's were Peter and Elizabeth Ambler and it was they who were the likely original owners of the silver tablespoons marked "P.E.A.". It clearly says in this history that Grace's granddaughter Beulah married William Dorman (Beulah R. and William Darman in the census and in the marriage record dated 9 Feb 1841 in Salem Co., NJ).</span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Excerpt from "The History and Genealogy of Fenwick's Colony" by Thomas Shourds, pg. 280 "Tyler Family"</i></td></tr>
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</span></div><div class="MsoNormal">The other cited Will of David Smith appears to tie into this same family. It is highly possible that these Smith families, including that of my ancestor, are all related. More research is in order.</div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
</span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"><b>*</b></span>Samuel and Beulah named their first born child William "Newell" Darling and the name Newell is passed down once again to William's grandson Lawrence Newell Huckleberry. It is also interesting to note that a James Newell is a witness in Grace Tyler's Will.</span></div></div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana; font-size: 13px;"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="color: #6325ad; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/174/13D14ABCBF79EFA3C3092574E89BF4F2.png" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-color: initial !important; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /></a></span>Lisa Wallen Logsdonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13003873811444854964noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305998466839288087.post-14781223735354693402011-01-02T09:48:00.000-05:002011-01-02T09:48:26.313-05:00Ancestor Approved!<h3 class="post-title entry-title" style="line-height: 16px; text-align: center;"><a href="http://oldstonesundeciphered.blogspot.com/2010/05/ancestor-approved.html" style="text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black; font-family: inherit; font-size: large;">Ancestor Approved!</span></a></h3><div class="post-header" style="font-size: small; line-height: 16px;"><div class="post-header-line-1"></div></div><div class="post-body entry-content" style="line-height: 16px;"><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: small;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7RZWofJoAMVyEZGZRDRDYFTV5fRVs8OCNaBZ5gJLw831wifECrVE0cohIjZz7_T6ZnX4QJyqUF5ZUtjHBMu2afdRUJMMayJ5eLXbyxzCX2pbZCdeXHDGNFj31V01Svm4ynnpa5gQuux9c/s1600/Blog+ancestor-approved+%25281%2529+-+Copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh7RZWofJoAMVyEZGZRDRDYFTV5fRVs8OCNaBZ5gJLw831wifECrVE0cohIjZz7_T6ZnX4QJyqUF5ZUtjHBMu2afdRUJMMayJ5eLXbyxzCX2pbZCdeXHDGNFj31V01Svm4ynnpa5gQuux9c/s1600/Blog+ancestor-approved+%25281%2529+-+Copy.jpg" /></a></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I am humbled that this secondary blog of mine has recently become a recipient of the Ancestor Approved award which was initiated by </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #29303b; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: normal;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Leslie Ann Ballou of </span><a href="http://ancestorslivehere.blogspot.com/2010/03/ancestor-badge.html" style="color: #473624; text-decoration: none;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Ancestors Live Here</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> in order to show appreciation for those who write the blogs we read and enjoy. Thank you </span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Liz of <a href="http://gatapleytree.blogspot.com/">My Tapley Tree... and it's Branches</a> for bestowing this award!</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal"><span class="apple-style-span"></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">The rules of this award specify to list ten things I've learned about my ancestors that have surprised, humbled, or enlightened me. As the recipient I am to pass the award along to ten other genealogy bloggers that I feel are also deserving of it! Since I received this award once for my blog <a href="http://oldstonesundeciphered.blogspot.com/">Old Stones Undeciphered</a> I will reuse the body of that blog and name ten new bloggers to pass this award on to. <i>(Any recipients who don't want to use the black and white version can go over to Old Stones or any other blog with the reward and use the color version.)</i></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="font-size: small;"><br />
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</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;">*</span></b><span style="color: #333333;">When I got so busy with less exciting things in my life, I took a break from serious research for almost 2 years. When I forced those encumbrances aside and came back to what I love to do most I was <s>surprised</s> <b><i>stunned</i></b> to find the Internet had exploded with a gazillion new databases and I was overwhelmed with all the new sources of information and new clues for me to follow!<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;">*</span></b>A woman I'd never met, shipped me a package of genealogy on her great grandfather who I strongly suspected was connected to my lineage in some way. I nearly peed my pants when I opened the package and a photo of him slid out! The photo was identical to one in my family's collection! It was of a Civil War soldier, unmarked and unknown. We kept it because we knew he was family but didn't know who he was. This woman's great grandfather was my great, great grandmother's brother!<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"><b>*</b></span><span style="color: #333333;">I'm surprised that blogging has opened up so many new avenues...very surprised! I thought I was just creating a place for family to come someday (if they EVER get curious about their ancestors...sigh!) and read stories about their kin...see photos and documents. I just wanted to leave something that would make their ancestors REAL.....real people, with real lives....and something more interesting than a hard to understand, boring, dry genealogy report!<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"><b>*</b></span><span style="color: #333333;">I have been surprised many times when someone has contacted me from a query I put on the Internet 10 years ago...or more!<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;"><b>*</b></span><span style="color: #333333;">I was surprised to find that now when I read all those BEGATS in the Bible, they are actually interesting! I used to skip over that part!<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
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</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;">*</span></b>Humbled when my sister-in-law Rose entrusted all the family photos and documents from her side of the family to my safe keeping.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;">*</span></b>Humbled when my great half-aunt Myrtle, at my timid request, shipped me the huge stack of her mother's letters (my great grandmother!), that were written during the depression years, for me to photo copy.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;">*</span></b>Humbled at the generosity of genealogists everywhere who love to help and give their time. Humbled to have received this award from my peers!<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="apple-style-span"><span style="color: #333333;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;">*</span></b>Especially humbled when once I had just a few minutes to search an older section of cemetery for my 4th great grandfather and I knew I'd never find his grave in the short time I had. So many rows of stones! I got to the middle of the third row and I suddenly stopped and I said a small prayer...."<i>Lord, you know who I'm looking for and you know how much time I have, please guide me!".</i> I opened my eyes and I looked over my shoulder....about two dozen stones back and about four or maybe five rows over, my eyes fixed on a stone. I couldn't possibly read it from that far but I pivoted and walked all the way to that stone without taking my eyes off of it, and there was my ancestor and his wife next to him!! THAT is humbling! THAT is a miracle!<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
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</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #783f04;">*</span></b>Every day that I read the blogs of others I am enlightened about something. I am inspired as well. I read of a database I didn't know of, a source for clues I'd overlooked, always something!</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Passing it on...</span></b></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small; line-height: 16px;"><br />
</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="http://sharnsgenealogyhints.blogspot.com/">Sharn's Genealogy Hints</a> Sharn</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="http://glimpsingthepast.blogspot.com/">Glimpsing The Past</a> Angie</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="http://justthinking130.blogspot.com/">Into The Light</a> Renate</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="http://mariahszepher.blogspot.com/">Mariah's Zephyr</a> Vicky</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="http://www.marksology.com/">Marksology</a> Kenneth</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="http://nebraskarootsandramblings.blogspot.com/">Nebraska Roots and Ramblings</a> Ruby</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="http://cangenealogy.blogspot.com/">Roots and Stones</a> Jenn</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="http://deb-adventuresingenealogy.blogspot.com/">Adventures in Genealogy</a> Deb</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="http://genealogyframeofmind.blogspot.com/">Genealogy Frame of Mind</a> Karen</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 16px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><a href="http://tjlgenes.blogspot.com/">TJLGenes: Preserving Our Family History</a> Travis</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana; font-size: 13px;"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="color: #6325ad; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/174/13D14ABCBF79EFA3C3092574E89BF4F2.png" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-color: initial !important; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /></a></span>Lisa Wallen Logsdonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13003873811444854964noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305998466839288087.post-85767664423509900222010-08-14T10:32:00.002-04:002010-08-14T10:39:41.672-04:00Aged Couple Fatally Burned - Noah And Lydia Sweigart Runyan<div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">This may be new news to a few Runyan/Runyon researchers out there. In the 15 years I've been doing research on the Indiana Runyans I have not once seen this story circulated. I found this clipping searching the newspaper archives at </span><a href="http://www.footnote.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Footnote</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">.</span></div><br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0-z-SfkOf7ItTfPjqIRdowXfUUsEaVwYxEu56yiP-ycNAMvP2-wo1pkkXW3PQd9xVDZlw84nI9QUFm6wrM3j5domSIDWm0jQlbCr3bLiRSDiVcdI1SuI6_M_1Ypv71TtjoSn7jOqo7N9K/s1600/Noah+Runyan-Lydia+Sweigart.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="236" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0-z-SfkOf7ItTfPjqIRdowXfUUsEaVwYxEu56yiP-ycNAMvP2-wo1pkkXW3PQd9xVDZlw84nI9QUFm6wrM3j5domSIDWm0jQlbCr3bLiRSDiVcdI1SuI6_M_1Ypv71TtjoSn7jOqo7N9K/s320/Noah+Runyan-Lydia+Sweigart.jpg" title="Clipping from the Fort Wayne Evening Sentinel - Indiana - April 25, 1905" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">The Fort Wayne Evening Sentinel. </span></b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">Tuesday, April 25, 1905</span></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;">.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i><br />
</i></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><b>AGED COUPLE IS FATALLY BURNED</b></span></i></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">____________</span></i></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
</span></i></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: center;"><b><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Noah Runyan Blistered Trying to Save Wife---Both of Them Will Die</span></i></b></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: center;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">____________</span></i></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
</span></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> Muncie, Ind. April 25 - Mrs. Noah Runyan, 73 years old, was fataly burned, her husband perhaps fatally injured and their granddaughter, Miss Hazel Lamb, painfully injured in a fire today as the result of Mrs. Runyan's apron catching fire from a natural gas stove while she was preparing breakfast at her home, eight miles south of this city.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> Seeing his wife's clothing aflame, the aged husband did his best to put out the fire, and finally succeeded but not until she had been burned beyond recovery. In his effort to save his wife Runyan was so seriously burned that it is doubtful if he can recover. Miss Lamb was seriously burned trying to save her grandparents.</span></i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">________________</span></div></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><br />
</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Noah died over a year after this accident. Lydia was Noah's second wife. Noah was a great grandson of Benjamin and Rebecca Barton Runyan, my 5th great grandparents. Noah, Lydia and Noah's first wife Ann Hewitt Runyan are all buried in the Batson Cemetery, Liberty Township, Henry Co., Indiana.</span></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana; font-size: 13px;"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="color: #6325ad; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/174/13D14ABCBF79EFA3C3092574E89BF4F2.png" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-color: initial !important; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /></a></span>Lisa Wallen Logsdonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13003873811444854964noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305998466839288087.post-8698890145906912512010-08-11T09:57:00.003-04:002010-08-11T10:06:34.059-04:00Wordless Wednesday: An Old Clipping From Reader's Digest<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDBgiyjYitIq5lqNvASZzoDVxA2DMFdfYDdjadh7iiHnGtMU2pDBNE68oDj-_32Alom86QPlXV9THsb8vnU6_ekNuwK-4k5tKBALVNUkNTj2YHE1hb_xgKRoZbNPZUkZCu17OtoG1HLM7h/s1600/scan0001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" title="Page from old Reader's Digest with quote by Mavis Fruge"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDBgiyjYitIq5lqNvASZzoDVxA2DMFdfYDdjadh7iiHnGtMU2pDBNE68oDj-_32Alom86QPlXV9THsb8vnU6_ekNuwK-4k5tKBALVNUkNTj2YHE1hb_xgKRoZbNPZUkZCu17OtoG1HLM7h/s400/scan0001.jpg" width="307" /></a></td></tr>
<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"><i>Where one of my favorite quotes came from, as seen on my blog</i><br />
"<a href="http://oldstonesundeciphered.blogspot.com/">Old Stones Undeciphered</a>" and on my <a href="http://www.facebook.com/home.php?#!/profile.php?id=1072087966&v=info">Facebook Profile</a> and on my <a href="http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=mr&MRid=46492684&MSid=46492684&">Find A Grave Bio</a><br />
Quote by: <a href="http://www.afrigeneas.com/forum-aarchive/index.cgi?md=read;id=43552">Mavis Fruge</a> </td></tr>
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</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana; font-size: 13px;"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="color: #6325ad; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/174/13D14ABCBF79EFA3C3092574E89BF4F2.png" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-color: initial !important; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /></a></span>Lisa Wallen Logsdonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13003873811444854964noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305998466839288087.post-64578077151033849352010-08-05T19:04:00.004-04:002013-03-11T05:32:15.974-04:00The Case For Milton Runyan<div>
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<b>A RUNYAN OVERLOOKED</b></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Much of the early Runyan lineage has been well researched and documented over the years and I have documented my complete line from our earliest ancestor to arrive in America to my mother where the Runyan name "daughters out". (See my blog over at "Old Stones Undeciphered" entitled </span><a href="http://oldstonesundeciphered.blogspot.com/2010/04/uh-oh-dad.html"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">"Uh, Oh Dad!"</span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">)</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">But, to put it simply, Milton deserves a family. I don't know if his only son survived, but that shouldn't matter. Why have all the Runyan researchers ignored or overlooked this man? He's been there all along. None-the-less, in all the years I've been climbing my tree, of all the Runyan researchers I've met, I've never seen Milton placed in a family by any of them. <br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">So, I am here to help Milton along and to put this small accumulation of evidence out where anyone doing a search may find it. I need more proof but the evidence I have points to Milton being a brother of Michael Runyan, my great, great grandfather and the first born child of Noah and Anna Barnes Runyan.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">I will start with the 1830 census of Hamilton Co., Ohio because Milton was born in 1828 and Noah and Anna clearly have two boys (clue #1) under the age of five living in their household, one of those is Abraham. My ancestor Michael is the third boy and not born until the end of 1831. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">In 1850 the family is back in Hamilton Co., Ohio - Colerain Township. Milton is now age 22 and living with an unknown family of the surname Sparks just two residences away (clue #3) from Noah and Anna. His occupation is that of Cooper, same occupation as the head of household, Sparks. Abraham and Michael are also Coopers. Their father Noah is a Blacksmith. Milton is the only child not living with (his alleged) family. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">On December 29, 1857 Milton marries Celia Jane Woollen, first cousin to Michael's mother in law (clue #4). In 1859 Amos Henry Runyan is born to that union.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">In 1870 Henry Co., Indiana - Spiceland Township, Milton is now living with his alleged brother Michael (clue #5) and Michael's family. Milton is a Cooper and INSANE. Celia is still in Howard Co. with her mother and son "Amos H."</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">And here's where my information comes to a halt. I have not found Milton or his son in any census after 1870. I have not found a record of death for either of them. Noah and Anna Runyan lived to 1880 and beyond and Milton is not listed in their household. He may be in a home or an asylum if living but I have had no luck in finding a record....so far.</span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana; font-size: 13px;"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="color: #6325ad; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/174/13D14ABCBF79EFA3C3092574E89BF4F2.png" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-color: initial !important; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /></a></span>Lisa Wallen Logsdonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13003873811444854964noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305998466839288087.post-73144942631046557552010-08-04T12:17:00.000-04:002010-08-04T12:17:23.092-04:00Wordless Wednesday: Did I Just Scan A License Plate?<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
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</tbody></table><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana; font-size: 13px;"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="color: #6325ad; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/174/13D14ABCBF79EFA3C3092574E89BF4F2.png" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-color: initial !important; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /></a></span>Lisa Wallen Logsdonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13003873811444854964noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305998466839288087.post-22828810770824987402010-08-03T10:02:00.001-04:002011-02-22T09:27:59.977-05:00LOUISA TYREE: More Sources Required<div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><b>Louisa's birth parents, will I ever know for sure?</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b><br />
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</span></div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I have not been able to locate a birth, marriage or death certificate for Louisa...and then there's her missing headstone...in an e-mail received on March 10, 2003 from my cousin Connie Borgren: <i>"Grandma swears that she went to the cemetery and Louisa had a headstone. Mom could not find it when she was there in the late 90's and in one of the letters in grandma's stash, there is mention of it not being in very good shape."</i> [Pollard-Gregory Cemetery in Denton Co., Texas]</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">UPDATE: This mystery has been resolved! See the story over at my other blog "Old Stones Undeciphered" by</span></b> <a href="http://oldstonesundeciphered.blogspot.com/2010/11/treasure-chest-thursday-finding.html"><b>clicking here.</b></a></i></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><br />
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</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, Tahoma, Verdana; font-size: 13px;"><a href="http://www.mylivesignature.com/" style="color: #6325ad; text-decoration: none;" target="_blank"><img src="http://signatures.mylivesignature.com/54488/174/13D14ABCBF79EFA3C3092574E89BF4F2.png" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: transparent; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; background-position: initial initial; background-repeat: initial initial; border-bottom-width: 0px !important; border-color: initial !important; border-color: initial; border-color: initial; border-left-width: 0px !important; border-right-width: 0px !important; border-style: initial !important; border-style: initial; border-top-width: 0px !important; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" /></a></span>Lisa Wallen Logsdonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13003873811444854964noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3305998466839288087.post-89578536794558589622010-08-02T11:05:00.003-04:002011-02-22T09:29:27.314-05:00Monday's Mystery: The Parents Of Louisa Tyree Wallen<div style="text-align: center;"><b>Louisa Tyree Wallen</b></div><div style="text-align: center;"><b></b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"><b>(My paternal 3rd great grandmother, always known as "Grandma Wallen" in Oliver's Diary)</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;">b. February 1830 - d. bet. 1813-1814</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div>NOTE: For this new blog I have created my own Monday theme: "Monday's Mystery". I have chosen Mondays to post clues and evidence collected in my research for various family members where I have not (yet) been able to provide certain proofs.<br />
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<div style="text-align: justify;">For years <a href="http://oldstonesundeciphered.blogspot.com/2010/04/saga-of-olivers-diary.html">cousin Charlie (Charles Homer Wallen)</a> and I were sure Louisa was a daughter of David Tyree Sr. However, I have recently found clues in my great grandfather's diary (diary of Oliver Morton Wallen) that point to David's son William and wife Lucy Osborne as her parents. The 1840 census for both William and his father David show them living with females in their household that fit into this age slot. William actually has two 10 to 15 year old females in his household at that time.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Louisa Tyree married Jesse B. Wallen circa 1848/49. Jesse's family lived in Kyles Ford, Hancock Co., Tennessee just a couple of miles south of the Blackwater, Virginia area of Lee Co. Jesse and Louisa are found in the 1850 Hancock Co. census (taken Dec. 7, 1850) with a 7 month old child.</div><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Wabd, Rockcastle Co., Kentucky</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div style="text-align: justify;">The Wallens, Tyrees, Bloomers and other families from the same general area between Blackwater and Kyles Ford, appear to have migrated together to Rockcastle Co., Kentucky in 1852.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">After his wife Lucy Osborne died circa 1854, William Tyree married the widow Martha Kilgore Francisco. They lived very close to Jesse and Louisa's farm in Wabd, Rockcastle Co., Kentucky.</div><div style="text-align: justify;">(Wabd, I found out, is pronounced "Webb" by the locals). </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">In fact, the Wallens and Franciscos shared <a href="http://oldstonesundeciphered.blogspot.com/2010/05/headstones-and-cow-pies-cleaning-up.html">a small family burying ground</a>. </div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">Martha left the Francisco farm in charge of her son-in-law and oldest daughter, Andrew D. & Mary Jane Francisco Baker, and went to live with William in his home just a short distance away.</div><br />
<div style="text-align: justify;">My great grandfather Oliver, grandson of Louisa and Jesse, wrote in his diary:<i> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">"</span><b><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Oct. 15</span></span></span></b><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> – Went to </span></span><st1:place w:st="on"><st1:placetype w:st="on"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Mt.</span></span></st1:placetype><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"> </span></span><st1:placename w:st="on"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Vernon</span></span></st1:placename></st1:place><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">. Met grandma Wallen’s cousin Sam Tyree, wife and two little daughters at H. C. Gentry’s. They all promised to come to my house tomorrow</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">.</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">" <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;">and</span> <span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;">"</span></span></span></i><b><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><i>Oct. 16</i></span></span></span></b><span style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-image: initial; background-origin: initial;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><i> – Jess staid with us last night. He and uncle Billy went to church. Grandma and Ola came over early. Sam Tyree, Wife and two daughters, George Gentry and wife and Rebeca Gentry came at ½ past </i></span></span><st1:time hour="10" minute="0" w:st="on"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><i>10 A.M.</i></span></span></st1:time><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><i> Uncle Billy and Jess came back for dinner. Papa came afternoon. We all had a real nice time."</i></span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: white;"><i> </i></span></span>Sam was son of David Tyree Jr. and was living in Laurel Co., Kentucky at the time of that writing (1904). Laurel Co. borders Rockcastle Co., where Louisa and the rest of the family lived, on the southeast. While Sam was in Rockcastle Co. he and Louisa got together with Sarah Tyree Gentry and Rebecca Tyree Gentry - daughters of Jesse Tyree Sr. who married Gentry brothers. They all met at Oliver's home along with other family members and spent the day together. It is certainly fact that Sam, Sarah and Rebecca are all first cousins. Later on the same day of the cousin reunion at Oliver's: <i>"Grandma went to Mt. Vernon with her cousin to be gone a few days."</i></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">On February 18, 2003 I was contacted by a distant cousin, Connie Borgren, who is also a 3rd great granddaughter of Louisa. Her mother and grandmother had done research on the family in the mid to late 1900s. Connie shared with me their notes and letters. These writings indicated that Louisa died in 1913 or 1914 in Cooke Co., Texas and indeed the last we find of her in the census is in 1910 when she is found living with her son <a href="http://oldstonesundeciphered.blogspot.com/2010/07/treasure-chest-thursday-from-diamond.html">D. T. "Uncle Tom" Wallen</a>. These notes also state that Louisa told of having a sister Sarah who also married a Wallen and went to live in Arkansas. Bingo! Another clue pointing to Louisa as a daughter of William & Lucy Tyree. David Tyree Sr. did not have a daughter named Sarah. However, William and Lucy did have a daughter named Sarah and she married James Wallen, a cousin of Jesse's. James and Sarah Tyree Wallen left Kentucky and lived out their lives in Howell Co., Missouri, not Arkansas; however, Howell Co. is right on the border of upper Arkansas. Sarah also had a sister Elizabeth who married her husband's brother John Wallen. I think the reason this was not mentioned by Louisa is that John Wallen died early in the marriage and Elizabeth married John Sowder to whom she was married for 40 years before Louisa died.</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: justify;">With the diary entry and the statement of my cousin's grandmother combined with the rest of the evidence, I am quite convinced that Louisa is a first cousin to Sam, and Sarah and Rebecca and that she is the daughter of William and Lucy Osborne Tyree. If she were David Tyree Sr.'s daughter she would be their Aunt. My great grandfather called someone an Aunt only if she were actually an Aunt or a great Aunt. He never called a cousin an Aunt or vise versa. There were times he called an unrelated person a "brother" or a "sister" if they were a member of a congregation, but he was very distinct about actual family relationships.<br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;"><i><b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;">UPDATE: This mystery has been resolved! See the story over at my other blog "Old Stones Undeciphered" by</span></b> <a href="http://oldstonesundeciphered.blogspot.com/2010/11/treasure-chest-thursday-finding.html"><b>clicking here.</b></a></i></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br />
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