I sit here typing with two Toy Poodles on my lap. (I come from a long line of animal lovers!) Where did this love come from? Until recently, I assumed this passion for animals was nurtured through childhood. Certainly that is part of it, but I was intrigued by last week’s episode of TLC’s Long Lost Family, in which a woman was introduced to her biological father. While they had before never met, father and daughter learned they had one huge thing in common – a love for animals. Both were involved with animal foundations and rescue programs, and considered animals to be a huge part of their lives. Could this love of animals be partly genetic? Continue reading
This Facebook post so eloquently describes the passion…the mission…to know our ancestors!
We are the chosen in each family
There is one who seems called to find the ancestors.
To put flesh on their bones and make them seem alive again.
To tell the family story and to feel that somehow they know and approve.
Doing genealogy is not a cold gathering of facts but instead breathing life into all who have gone before.
We are the story tellers of the tribe.
Do you have a favorite poem or quote that explains your passion for genealogy?
Thomas Day, the son of Robert Day (immigrant ancestor who settled in Ipswich, Massachusetts) married Ann Woodward. Ann’s family seemed to constantly find themselves in the midst of drama and conflict. Perhaps the most interesting drama involved Ann’s sister, Sarah, who was the topic of discussion in court. Sarah Woodward was apparently unhappy in her marriage to William Rowe, and didn’t hide from others her ongoing attraction to former suitor, John Leigh. William Rowe, Sarah’s husband, finally said enough is enough, and on 28 March 1673, William brought suit against John Leigh “for insinuating dalliance and too much familiarity with his wife, drawing away her affections from her husband, to the great detriment both in his estate and the comfort of his life.” Thomas Day himself was witness to the ordeal, and on 19 June 1673 “Mary Sparke deposed that being at William Rowe’s house, together with Thomas Day and his wife one Sabbath day at night, arose a discourse between us about fishing….” A few days later, Ann (Woodward) Day’s aunt, Grace (Beamsley) Graves and husband Samuel Graves testified as follows:
…we speaking with Thomas Day our Cousin that married her sister about Sarah, He told us that when she was first married Sarah Carried well to her husband till John Lee frequented the House & her Company when her husband was abroad a fishing, & speaking of her husband Wm Roe he spoke of him in a deriding way of the disparagement of his person; & she answered, well why is he not as other men, If you had bene a sea man as long as hee you wold have had wrinkls in your forehead as well as hee excusing John Lee’s disparageing words…”
Not only did Leigh visit Sarah (Woodward) Rowe at her home, but Sarah was found at Leigh’s residence:
Samuel Hunt deposed that after Sarah Row was married he saw her in John Leigh’s house, where he asked her for some oil. Leigh replied that the town had given liberty to a company of ugly fishermen to come into town, but they were not any better for their coming but a hundred pounds worse. Leigh was very angry and walking to and fro, the woman sitting in a chair before the fire, weeping, etc.
Unfortunately, the court records do not mention Ann (Woodward) Day’s thoughts on her sister’s actions, and we only hear from her husband Thomas. However, Ann’s mother’s wisdom and somber advice to her daughter Sarah was revealed by Mary Fullar:
I hard Sarahs owne mother say to her Sarah have a care what you do: be sure you can loue him: if you can loue him tacke him: and do not say that I prswaded you: its you that must liue wth him and not I: therefor be sure you loue him and her mothr was very seariouse wth her.
How refreshing to see such words of encouragement from our ancestress, who is ensuring her daughter is marrying for the right reasons. One must ponder why Sarah proceeded with the marriage when she clearly still had feelings for John Leigh. If only she had heeded her mother’s advice, much misery would have been avoided. Without it, however, we would not have been given Samuel and Grace (Beamsley) Grave’s deposition in which they state “Thomas Day our Cousin that married her sister,” a clue that there is likely a relationship between the Grave(s) family that had hailed from Stanstead Abbotts, Hertfordshire, the same place where Thomas’s father Robert had lived.
Recently I was chatting with some members of my genealogical society, and I was surprised that not everyone thought of using eBay to locate items of genealogical value. Not only do I sometimes find books there, but my mom once purchased early 19th century letters written by our Stanwood relatives of yesteryear.
This morning, however, I awoke to an email alerting me to a new item added for a saved or “followed” search. This is handy when the item you are looking for isn’t on eBay, but you want to receive notification if someone posts it online for sale or for bidding. Such is the case with this rare book I wanted – The History and Genealogy of Chester, Maine (which I snagged after receiving this email notification this morning!)
I also used saved searches for geographic areas. For example, I’m interested in just about anything pertaining to Ipswich, Massachusetts, where John Day resided. So I do not have to search manually when sellers add items, I have set this as a followed search. To do this, simply click the “Follow this search” link that is show to the right of your search criteria:
So what items have YOU found on eBay lately?
The American Civil War, or War of the Rebellion, was a long, bloody war. Certainly many deaths were the result of combat, but just as significant is the numbers of soldiers who died due to disease. Such was the case for Alson L. Day, who was drafted into the 16th Maine on 30 September 1864. It appears that he did not actually begin his service until the beginning of the following year. What follows are letters written by Alson to his family:
24 February 1865
Camp of 16th Maine
Having a few leisure moments I will [write] a few lines to let you know where I am[.] I left Camp Distribution the 18th and arived at the Regiment the 21st, I was paid three months pay yesterday. I shall send home about twenty dollars. If you have a chance I wish yo would exchange my bounty money for green backs. I should lik[e] to know what Osgood has done about paying that note. Uncle George [Grover] went to the Hospital before they started on this last move[.] I don’t know what Hospital he is in[.] you can send me a pair of stockins by mail by puting on about six cents postage you can roll them up in a news paper or do them up snug and put a wraper around them. I don’t think of any thing more now to write so I will bid you
Alson L. Day
Please write as soon as you get this.
Can you help William Maling with his family history? Please email him at drumsir at aol dot com if you would like to collaborate! (Note: William’s great grandmother, Joanna Augusta (White) Maling, is the sister of my 3rd great grandmother, Caroline (White) Stanwood).
By William Maling
I traced our branch of the Maling family back to Nova Scotia (NS), Canada in the 1800s. I was unable to find out how and when the earliest ancestors (William and Ellen) got there or when they were born, married or died; in spite of my hiring a genealogy consultant in Halifax, NS for that specific task. No immigration records were kept until 1880 in Nova Scotia, and passenger manifests on incoming ships were far from being specific as to names or ages. Here is a summary chart, Descendants of William and Ellen Maling.
Although I have much more information on these Maling descendants in pedigree chart form, I do not include in this history the many lines of all the “cousins.” I have an unpublished Descendants of William H. Maling genealogy on, who I call, our Penobscot County Maine Malings done in classic written form by Nathan P. Maling. Continue reading
Jonathan Day was born 3 September 1820 to John and Elizabeth (Skillings) Day. He was beloved by his family. Lucy Hutchins, the granddaughter of Jonathan Day, wrote:
It was 23rd of February in the year 1851. Young Jonathan day tiptoed carefully into the newly finished room parentheses built in the southern end of the addition to the little old house.
There his Aunt Sarah Nichols with his baby daughter into his arms. Smiling into the tiny face he laid her down tenderly beside her mother, sweet Lucy Sherburne Day. Telling of it long afterward he said, “I did just as Aunt Polly (with whom he lived) told me to do.” She had said that to do that instead of handing the child back to the nurse meant that he owned her as his. And how happy he was to greet his firstborn!
In his old age he wrote as an acrostic on her name:
Feb. 23, 1908
Ere the short day was gone
My little girl was born.
My sakes! How proud we felt
And full of sweet content
Long years have passed since then.
Days weeks and months have flown,
And does this woman live?
Yes with her husband lives.
How great our mercies are
Under our Makers care.
Then let us pass our days
Considering wisdom’s ways
Homeward our steps we’ll bend
In heaven our troubles and.
Nearer to Him we’ll be,
So near to Thee.
Jonathan and Lucy had been married nearly a year. She had come in the winter of 1849-50 to visit her mother, who years after her first husband’s death, had married, second “Uncle Ira Young” and was living in the Starks neighborhood.
That was a winter of much sickness. Aunt Polly’s husband sickened and died. She herself was ill and Jonathan needed help. Lucy Sherburne came the stranger but the acquaintance quickly ripened from mutual respect and when she left it was with the promise of returning as a bride. She went down to Mount Vernon her former home and returned in late March with her sister and a “pung” load of her possessions. The going was “breaking up” that is, the hardpacked snow in the road was softening making traveling hazardous and the young women had a hard time near the end of the journey.
The sister Sarah after they were safely arrived got to laughing hysterically over their mishaps and “couldn’t stop” for a long time.
They went to their mothers and their on the 27th of March 1850 Grandpa Jonathan went to claim his bride. He had lived with Aunt Polly and her husband Uncle Wm. Sutherland since 1825, they having no children of their own took him when he was a child of five.
So now the whole care of the farm came to him and he built an addition to the old house. In the southern part of this he finished off the best room where the baby was born. Here was grandmother Lucy’s bureau, her Boston rocker and stand, etc. The bed was cleverly contrived so it could be lifted up and fastened to the wall by hooks when not in use.
There was a passageway from the old house extending the length of the addition. A door from it opened into the best room- beyond that led to the woodshed part
On the very day that little Emma was two years old another great event came to the family. A little boy was born and a happy mother gave him the name of her own father, Samuel Sherburne. He was called Sherburne, mostly abbreviated to Sherb. In later years he signed himself S. S. Day except in family letters when it was “Sherb” or perhaps “Uncle Sam”.