Thursday, June 30, 2016

July 2016 Genealogy and Local History Calendar

July 1, Friday, FREE Fun Fridays sponsored by the Highland Street Foundation at these Massachusetts museums:  Heritage Museums and Gardens in Sandwich, Cape Cod Maritime Museum in Hyannis, and the Wenham Museum

July 1, Friday, noon, Navigating Quebec Notorial Records, part of the First Friday lecture series at the New England Historic Genealogical Society on 99 – 101 Newbury Street, Boston, Massachusetts.  Presented by Daniel Sousa and Sheilagh Doerfler.  Free to the public.  Please register at this link:

July 1 – 4, Friday to Monday, Boston Harborfest, historical re-enactments, walking tours, Tall Ships, live entertainment (including fireworks and concerts) and much more!  Some events have fees, most are free

July 1 – 4, Lexington 4th of July Carnival, patriotic music, food, games and fireworks in Lexington, Massachusetts.

July 3 and 4, Boston’s Fourth of July Esplanade Concert and Fireworks,   No fireworks at the Sunday July 3rd concert. 

July 3, Sunday, 10am, Colonial Style Worship Service, at the Trinity Church, 80 Route 125, Kingston, New Hampshire.  Communion liturgy from the Book of Common Prayer, 1662 edition, hymns by Henry Purcell, a psalm sung to "metric tune" Puritan style, and Puritan hymns from Boston composer William Billings. Prayers for King George III will be offered, and also the singing of America's first national anthem (which pre-dates "The Star Spangled Banner" by 40 years).  For the sermon, several New Hampshire lawmakers will read portions of the spiritual reflections of the founders.  1770 refreshments, and a cannon salute, too!  Following the service there will be educational opportunities and crafts from the volunteers at the American Independence Museum in Exeter, New Hampshire. 

July 4, Monday, 10am – 5pm, An American Celebration! At Strawbery Banke Museum in Portsmouth, New Hampshire. An old fashioned 4th of July, with children’s bike and wagon parade, field day for families, games and crafts.  Children under 17 free thanks to a donation from BAE Systems.  Veterans Free all day, too.  Active military and their families are free at all times through the Blue Star Museum program. 

July 4, Monday, An 1830 Independence Day Celebration at Old Sturbridge Village, Sturbridge, Massachusetts.  Celebrate the old fashioned way with a reading of the Declaration of Independence (including a giant reproduction for you to sign), make a tricorner hat, drill with the militia, learn dances and visit the village.  

July 4, America’s Oldest Independence Day Parade, Bristol, Rhode Island

July 6, Wednesday, 6:30 pm,  Liberty is Our Motto:  Songs and Stories of the Hutchinson Family Singers, at the Lane Memorial Library,  2 Academy Avenue, Hampton, New Hampshire.  A living history presentation by Steve Blunt about the most noted musical entertainers of the 19th century, whose songs advanced social reform and political causes such as abolition, temperance, women’s suffrage and the Lincoln presidential campaign of 1860.  Free to the public.

July 6, Wednesday, 6pm, Book Talk: The Culinary Lives of John and Abigail Adams, at the New England Historic Genealogical Society on 99 – 101 Newbury Street, Boston, Massachusetts.  Presented by author Rosana Wan.  Free to the public. Please register at this link:

July 7, Thursday, 7pm,  Who Won the War of 1812?  New Hampshire’s Forgotten Patriot Pirates, at the Moultonborough Public Library,  4 Holland Street, Moultonborough, New Hampshire.  Presented by historian J. Dennis Robinson.  Free to the public.

July 8, Friday, FREE Fun Fridays sponsored by the Highland Street Foundation at these Massachusetts museums:  Plimoth Plantation in Plymouth, Peabody Essex Museum in Salem, and the Cape Ann Museum in Gloucester.

July 8, Friday, 1:30, Irish Genealogy, at the Rogers memorial Library, 194 Derry Road, Hudson, New Hampshire.  Sponsored by the Genealogy Club, and presented by Michael Brophy.  Free to the public.

July 9, Saturday, 10am – noon, Walking Tour: Pine Grove Cemetery in Manchester, New Hampshire.   $5 Manchester Historic Association members , $10 General Public.  Pre-registration required call 603-622-7531, Meet at the Ursula Chapel at Pine Grove Cemetery.  Tour led by local historians Dick Duckoff and John Jordan. 

July 9, Saturday, 10am, New Visitor Welcome Tour at the New England Historic Genealogical Society, 99 – 101 Newbury Street, Boston, Massachusetts.  Free to the public, and you are welcome to use the library after the tour.  No registration necessary.

July 9, Saturday, Introduction to Genealogy with Edwin W. Strickland II: Getting Started, at the Connecticut Society of Genealogists Library, 175 Maple Street, East Hartford, Connecticut.  $20 per session, open to the public.  Registration information here:

July 10, Sunday, 11am, Vintage Base Ball Triple Header Game, at the Spencer Pierce Little Farm, 5 Little’s Lane, Newbury, Massachusetts.  Nineteenth century rules between the Essex Base Ball Association, the Newburyport Clamdiggers,  the Lynn Live Oaks, and Boston Bean Eaters.  Grass field seating (bring blankets and lawn chairs), no reserved seating.  Weather permitting.  Call 978-462-2634 for more information.  Free to Historic New England members, $5 non-members.

July 13, Wednesdays, July 13 – August 17, 2pm, On the Trail of Our Ancestors: Genealogy for Beginners, at the Community Learning Center, Johnson Mezzanine of the Boston Public Library, 700 Boylston Street, Boston, Massachusetts.  A six part series of classes.  Pre-registration required, please call 617-859-2323 to reserve your spot.  Basic mouse and keyboard skills are required.

July 14, Thursday, 7pm, Abraham and Mary Lincoln:  The Long and the Short of It, at the Cathedral of the Pines, 10 Hale Hill Road, Rindge, New Hampshire.  Presented by living historians Steve and Sharon Wood.  Free to the public. 

July 15, Friday, French Day (Bastille Day), at the French Cultural Center, Alliance Farncaise of Boston, on Marlborough Street between Berkeley and Clarendon,   French food, beer, wine, live music and dancing on Marlborough Street.    In advance $38, at the gate, $35. 

July 15, Friday, FREE Fun Fridays sponsored by the Highland Street Foundation at these Massachusetts museums:  Edward M. Kennedy Institute in Boston, the Boston Athenaeum in Boston, and the Larz Anderson Museum in Brookline.

July 15, 16 and 17th, 10th Annual Maine Celtic Celebration, Belfast Maine,

July 16, Saturday, 10am – 4pm, American Independence Festival, at the Gilman Garrison House, 12 Water Street, Exeter, New Hampshire.  A town-wide event celebrating the reading of the Declaration of Independence.  Free to the public.  Call 603-436-3205 for more information.

July 16, Saturday, Aptucxet Trading Post Colonial Day, 24 Aptucxet Road, Bourne, Massachusetts.  Re-enactments of pre-colonial and colonial groups all day long, ending with a flag ceremony at 3:45pm, tours of the Aptucxet Trading Post museum, activities and craft talbes.  For more information see   Fundraiser admittance is $2

July 16, Saturday, Introduction to Genealogy with Edwin W. Strickland II: Vital Records, at the Connecticut Society of Genealogists Library, 175 Maple Street, East Hartford, Connecticut.  $20 per session, open to the public.  Registration information here:

July 20, Wednesday, 7pm, Parlormaid, Laundress, Chauffeur, Cook, at the Hamilton House, 40 Vaughan’s Lane, South Berwick, Maine.  Go behind the scenes to learn about the daily routines of domestics, groundkeepers, and others who worked at the Hamilton House.  $8 historic New England members, $15 non members.  Call 207-384-2454 for reservations.  

July 20, Wednesday, 7pm, A Woman That Keeps Good Order:  Women, Tavern Keeping, and Public Approval, at the Freedom Town Hall, 16 Elm Street, Freedom, New Hampshire, sponsored by the Freedom Historical Society.  Historian Marcia Schmidt Blaine explored the world of colonial female tavern keepers.  For more information call 603-539-5799.  Free to the public.

July 21, Thursday, 11am, Children’s Scavenger Hunt, at the Governor Langdon House, 143 Pleasant Street, Portsmouth, New Hampshire.  Pack a picnic and enjoy the garden scavenger hunt, for ages 4-7 with their caregivers.  $5 Historic New England members, $8 nonmember and child.  Each additional child $3.  Registration required, call 603-436-3205.

July 22, Friday, FREE Fun Fridays sponsored by the Highland Street Foundation at these Massachusetts museums:  New Bedford Whaling Museum, Pilgrim Hall Museum in Plymouth, Fruitlands Museum in Harvard, and the Museum of Russian Icons in Clinton.

July 22, Friday, 10am, The Age of Innocence and the Tuckers of Wiscasset, Maine, at Castle Tucker, 2 Lee Street, Wiscasset, Maine.  Join Peggy Konitzky for a look at nineteenth century society, and the lives of Captain Richard and Mollie Tucker of Wiscasset.  $15 Historic New England members, $20 non-members.  Registration required 207-882-7169. 

July 23, Saturday, 11am – 5pm, Victorian Fair, at the Roseland Cottage, 556 Route 169, Woodstock, Connecticut, an event with penny farthings, vintage base ball, fortune telling, tours of Roseland Cottage. 2pm demonstrations of cane fighting and the Ladies Parasol Defense, 3:30pm tea in the garden.  Free to Historic New England members, $10 nonmembers.

July 23, Saturday, Introduction to Genealogy with Edwin W. Strickland II: Census Records, at the Connecticut Society of Genealogists Library, 175 Maple Street, East Hartford, Connecticut.  $20 per session, open to the public.  Registration information here:

July 26, Tuesday, 7pm, Field Trip to the Narragansett Historical Society with the Central Massachusetts Genealogical Society.  Met up at the facility at 1 Boynton Street in Templeton, Massachusetts for the tour.  For more information contact  

July 27, Wednesday, 6pm, Book Talk: Nathaniel Bowditch and the Power of Numbers, at the New England Historic Genealogical Society, 99 – 101 Newbury Street, Boston, Massachusetts.  Presented by author Tamara Plakins Thornton. Free to the public.  Please register at this link:

July 28, Thursday, 6pm, Solving Family History Mysteries with DNA, at the Boston Public Library, Copely Square,  Commonwealth Salon, presented by Jennifer Zinck.  Free to all.

July 29, Friday, FREE Fun Fridays sponsored by the Highland Street Foundation at these Massachusetts museums:  the John F. Kennedy Presidential Library and Museum in Boston, the Commonwealth Museum in Boston, Battleship Cove in New Bedford, the Marine Museum in Fall River, and the Nantucket Whaling Museum.

July 30, Saturday, History Camp Pioneer Valley, at the Kittredge Center at Holyoke Community College.  This is a gathering of adult history enthusiasts for a day of learning and sharing.  You must register to attend.  See the website for more details.

July 30, Saturday, 2 – 4pm, Walking Tour: Amoskeag Millyard and the Amoskeag workers Housing District, at the Millyard Museum, 200 Bedford Street, Manchester, New Hampshire (the tour starts and ends at the museum).  Led by author and historian Aurore Eaton, and  Kurt Sundstrom, the curator of the Currier Museum of Art. $5 Manchester Historic Association and Currier members, $15 non-members.   Please use this link to register:

July 30, Saturday, Introduction to Genealogy with Edwin W. Strickland II: Internet Resources and Genealogy Software, at the Connecticut Society of Genealogists Library, 175 Maple Street, East Hartford, Connecticut.  $20 per session, open to the public.  Registration information here:

July 31, Sunday, 10am – 4pm, 2016 Nipmuc Nation Powwow, at the Hassanamisco Indian Reservation, Grafton, Massachusetts.  $4 adults, $2 children, no pets.  For more info contact Sonksq Cheryll Toney Holley 508-853-5575

July 31, Sunday, 11am, Vintage Base Ball Double Header Game, at the Spencer Pierce Little Farm, 5 Little’s Lane, Newbury, Massachusetts.  1860s rules between the Essex Base Ball Association, the Portsmouth Rockinghams, and the Lynn Live Oaks.  Grass field seating (bring blankets or lawn chairs), no reserved seating. Weather permitting. Free to Historic New England members, $5 nonmembers.

Future events

August 3, Wednesday, 7pm, New Hampshire Cemeteries and Gravestones, at the Fritzwilliam Town Library, 11 Templeton Turnpike, Fitzwilliam, New Hampshire.  Presented by Glenn Knoblock.  Call 603-585-6503 for more information.  Free to the public. 

August 5, Friday, FREE Fun Fridays sponsored by the Highland Street Foundation at these Massachusetts museums:  The Old State House in Boston, the Springfield Museums, Historic Deerfield, the Hancock Shaker Village, The Old Manse in Concord, and the Worcester Historical Museum.

 September 9 – 10, Western Massachusetts Genealogical Conference, details coming soon.

September 15 – 17, New York State Family History Conference, at the Holiday Inn Syracuse, 441 Electronics Parkway, Liverpool, New York. 

September 17,  Saturday, Maine Genealogical Society, 40th Anniversary Conference, Keynote speaker will be Judy Russell, “The Legal Genealogist”, at Jeff’s Catering, Brewer, Maine, for more information see this link or MGS, Box 2062, Waterville, Maine, 04903

 September 17, Saturday, 1:30pm, Want to Join the DAR?  SAR? Mayflower Society? Early Jamestown Settlers? Etc., at the Connecticut Society of Genealogists Library, 175 Maple Street, East Hartford, Connecticut.  $20 per session, open to the public but please pre-register at 860-569-0002 or

September 24 and 25, Saturday and Sunday, The 12th Annual Portsmouth Fairy House Tour,  Rain or shine, tickets go on sale in July, Advance ticket prices are $25 per family, $12 per adult, $8 seniors, $4 children ages 3 – 12.  In the historic South End Neighborhood of Portsmouth, the grounds of Strawbery Banke, the Governor John Langdon House and in Prescott Park.  You are invited to build your own fairy house on Peirce Island and to see “Fairy Houses – the Ballet” in Prescott Park on the Festival Stage. All proceeds benefit the organizations and community groups that make the Fairy House tour possible.

October 15, Saturday,  Connecticut Society of Genealogists Seminar.  At the Four Points Sheraton, 275 Research Parkway, Meriden, Connecticut.  Come spend a day with Dick Eastman.  Open to the public.  See the flyer for more information and registration information:

October 22, Saturday, all day, The Battle of Red Horse Tavern, at the Wayside Inn in Sudbury, Massachusetts.  This is an annual one-day Revolutionary War era battle re-enactment and fair.

April 2017, NERGC 2017, at the Mass Mutual Center, 1277 Main Street, Springfield, Massachusetts 


Heather Wilkinson Rojo, "July 2016 Genealogy and Local History Calendar", Nutfield Genealogy, posted June 30, 2016,  ( accessed [access date]).

Wednesday, June 29, 2016

Weathervane Wednesday ~ A collection of weather vanes at a living history museum

Weathervane Wednesday is an on-going series of photographs I post weekly.  I started out by publishing only weather vanes from the Londonderry area, but now I've been finding interesting weather vanes from all over New England.  Sometimes these weather vanes are whimsical, or historical, but all are very unique.  Often, my readers tip me off to some very special and unusual weather vanes.

Today's weather vanes are located in Connecticut.

Do you know the location of the 3 weather vanes for post #267  Scroll down to see the answer...

Weathervane #1

All three of these weather vanes were photographed at Mystic Seaport Museum in Mystic, Connecticut.  This first one is a two dimensional sailing ship above the Maritime Art Gallery by the Visitor Center.  You can visit this shop and see this weathervane without paying admission since it is outside of the museum proper.  Mystic Seaport is a living history museum depicting life in a seaside New England village.  It is the largest maritime museum in the world with over 60 original buildings, and several wooden sailing ships including the Charles W. Morgan whaler, the Joseph Conrad training ship, the Amistad slave ship, and the L. A. Dunton fishing schooner.

Weathervane #2

This second weathervane is atop a sundial sculpture near the planetarium at Mystic Seaport.  Inside the orb are markings to tell time, and the sign below gives instructions for adjustments for Eastern standard time.  

Weathervane #3

 This third weathervane is a two dimensional Whale located on the sail loft building near the Charles W. Morgan, which is the last surviving wooden whaling ship.  I like this one because my 2nd great grandfather worked in a sail loft as a sail maker before he became the deputy custom collector in Salem, Massachusetts.  It reminds me of my maritime heritage.

Mystic Seaport Museum website

Click here to see all the previous Weathervane Wednesday posts!


Heather Wilkinson Rojo, "Weathervane Wednesday ~  A collection of weather vanes at a living history museum", Nutfield Genealogy, posted June 29, 2016,  ( accessed [access date]).

Tuesday, June 28, 2016

Tombstone Tuesday ~ Sarah (Treat) Goodrich, died 1711/12 in Wethersfield, Connecticut

This tombstone was photographed in the Ancient Burial Ground, Wethersfield, Connecticut

26 AN DOM 1711-12
48th YEAR

Sarah Treat, daughter of Richard Treat and Sarah Coleman, was born June 8, 1664 in Wethersfield, and died January 6, 1711/12 in Wethersfield. She was the first wife of Capt. Ephraim Goodrich, married in Wethersfield on 20 May 1684.  They had seven children:  Richard, Thomas, Ephraim, Gideon, Sarah, William and David.  He married second to Jerusha Treat, widow of Capt. Thomas Welles.

I sometimes see double dating used in vital records or town records, but not often do I see double dating on gravestones.  Click HERE for an explanation of why double dating was used before 1752.

Another example of the old style calendar on a gravestone in Portsmouth, New Hampshire can be seen HERE.


Heather Wilkinson Rojo, "Tombstone Tuesday ~ Sarah (Treat) Goodrich, died 1711/12 in Wethersfield, Connecticut", Nutfield Genealogy, posted June 28, 2016,  ( accessed [access date]).

Saturday, June 25, 2016

Surname Saturday ~ LEWIS of Saco, Maine

The Saco River in Maine


Thomas Lewis (1590 – about 1640), my 10th great grandfather, was a draper and a wine merchant, educated at the Shrewsbury School between 1600 and 1605.  On 12 February 1629 in London the “Council for the Affairs of New England in America” granted him and Capt. Richard Bonython land north of the Saco River. Thomas Lewis came to Maine on the ship Elizabeth in 1631.  His wife and children came from England to Maine in 1637.

In 1640 the executors of his estate left his daughters Judith (Lewis) Gibbons of Saco, Maine and Elizabeth (Lewis) Haywood of Barbados, part of the estate originally held by Richard Bonython and Thomas Lewis.  Judith Gibbons is my 9th great grandmother.   She inherited 32 square miles of the great Saco patent.  Her husband, James Gibbons acquired another 100 acres of the Biddeford side of the Saco River in 1642.

There is a book The Ancestry of Charity Haley, 1755 – 1800, by Walter Goodwin Davis, 1916 that describes Thomas Lewis, his property in Maine, and Judith’s descendants.   The English ancestry of the Lewis family at St. Chad’s church in Shrewsbury, Shropshire, England was published in the New England Historical Genealogical Register Volume 101, 1947, pages 3 to 23 in the article “Ancestry of Thomas Lewis and his Wife Elizabeth Marshall of Saco, Maine” by Walter Goodwin Davis.  There is a great sketch of Thomas Lewis in The Great Migration Begins, by Anderson, Volume II. 

My LEWIS genealogy:

Generation 1:  Thomas Lewis, son of Andrew Lewis and Mary Herring, born about 1590 in Shrewsbury, Shropshire, England, died before 28 April 1640 in Maine; married 29 August 1618 at St. Chad’s Church, Shrewsbury, Shropshire to Elizabeth Marshall, daughter of Roger Marshall and Katherine Mytton.  Eight children.

Generation 2: Judith Lewis, born 1626 in Shrewsbury, died 1699 in Saco, Maine;  married about 1646 in Saco to James Gibbons.  He was born about 1614 in England and died after 1692 in Maine. Eight children.

Generation 3:  Hannah Gibbons m. Robert Mace
Generation 4:  John Mace m. Sarah Frost
Generation 5:  Ithamar Mace m. Rachel Berry
Generation 6:  Abigail Mace m. Simon Locke
Generation 7: Richard Locke m. Margaret Welch
Generation 8:  Abigail M. Locke m. George E. Batchelder
Generation 9:  George E. Batchelder m. Mary Katharine Emerson
Generation 10:  Carrie Maude Batchelder m. Joseph Elmer Allen
Generation 11:  Stanley Elmer Allen m. Gertrude Matilda Hitchings (my grandparents)


Heather Wilkinson Rojo, "Surname Saturday ~ LEWIS of Saco, Maine", Nutfield Genealogy, posted June 25, 2016,  ( accessed [access date]).

Friday, June 24, 2016

Photo Friday ~ Another Wedding in Spain

My mother-in-law has a stash of photos in her apartment in Spain, and the lovely thing is that most of those photos are labeled!  Look at this one. It was carefully labeled with the date, place and a list of the food they ate at the wedding lunch. The image below is a photo of a photo, but when you are traveling you do what you have to do when you find a family photograph like this one:

On the right side of the table the last three people are my Mother-in-law, her mother Consuelo Martin (Vincent's grandmother), and her father (Vincent's grandfather Jose Garcia. 

Boda de Jose Manuel 23 -4-55
Comida en Biarrits

Jose Manuel's wedding  April 23, '55
Meal at Biarritz [a restaurant in Madrid]

[A list of what was on the menu]

                                           Entremeses         cold cuts, similar to Antipasto      
Cabeza de jabali           Boar's Head
Mortadela            Salami
Jamon de York             Boiled Ham
Ensaladilla rusa           Potato Salad
            Salchichon             Summer sausage
                 Paella                  [self explanatory!]
Filetes de Ternera con champinones          Filets of veal with mushrooms   
     Pollo asado              Roast chicken
Helado                   Ice cream
Cafe                 coffee
  copa                liqueur

Here is my mother-in-law with the bride and groom!   The newlyweds are her first cousin, Jose Manuel and his lovely wife, Antonia.  They are all still living and we will be visiting them in Spain this summer. 


Heather Wilkinson Rojo, "Photo Friday ~ Another Wedding in Spain", Nutfield Genealogy, posted June 24, 2016,  ( accessed [access date]).

Wednesday, June 22, 2016

Weathervane Wednesday ~ Two unique animals from Carson City, Nevada

Weathervane Wednesday is an on-going series of photographs I post weekly.  I started out by publishing only weather vanes from the Londonderry area, but now I've been finding interesting weather vanes from all over New England.  Sometimes these weather vanes are whimsical, or historical, but all are very unique.  Often, my readers tip me off to some very special and unusual weather vanes.

Today there are TWO weathervanes from Nevada!  These are the first weather vanes I have featured from Nevada.

Do you know the weather vanes in post #266?  Scroll down to see the answer...

Weathervane #1

Weathervane #2

Both of these photos were sent to me by genealogist Mary Urquhart Hasselmann, who lives in Carson City, Nevada but grew up in New England.  She said "The moose is on a wooden gazebo in the backyard of a house across the street from my sister.  The quail  (there's lots and lots of real quails running around here) is on a private residence."

I really love the moose with it's rusty patina and three dimensional antlers.  I've seen many moose weathervanes here in New Hampshire, but this is one of the best!   And this is the first quail weathervane I've seen photographed.

Good work, Mary!

Click here to see all the previous Weathervane Wednesday posts!


Heather Wilkinson Rojo, "Weathervane Wednesday ~ Two unique animals from Carson City, Nevada", Nutfield Genealogy, posted June 22, 2016,  ( accessed [access date]).

Tuesday, June 21, 2016

Tombstone Tuesday ~ Samuel Treat, died 1756 in Wethersfield, Connecticut

This tombstone was photographed at the Ancient Burying Ground in Wethersfield, Connecticut.

In Memory of
Who Departed this
Life Febry 2nd 1756
In the 33rd year
of his Age.

The winged soul on this tombstone is missing a piece of his cheek.
Many of the red sandstone gravestones in this cemetery were broken
because the material is very soft and crumbly.

Samuel Treat was born 26 December 1723 in Wethersfield, Connecticut. He was the son of Samuel Treat and Sarah Wolcott.  He married Jerusha Andrews and had five children - Sarah, Wolcott, Samuel, Jerusha and Martha.  Samuel Treat was the great grandson of immigrant ancestors Richard Treat and Alice Gaylord.

Another Samuel Treat (1650 - 1717) was the grandson of settlers Richard Treat and Alice Gaylord.  He married Elizabeth Mayo, my 8th great aunt.  I descend from her sister, Mary Mayo who married Jonathan Bangs. 


Heather Wilkinson Rojo, "Tombstone Tuesday ~ Samuel Treat, died 1756 in Wethersfield, Connecticut", Nutfield Genealogy, posted June 21, 2016, ( accessed [access date]).

Sunday, June 19, 2016

The Father's Day Tree 2016

1988- the day we planted the oak tree in Londonderry
Daughter was one year old, Vincent's first Father's Day















After 30 years in Londonderry,
 we moved and planted a new tree
This one is a River Birch
2015, in Manchester, NH - with Baby Bump! 

2016, with Grand Baby! 

Heather Wilkinson Rojo, "The Father's Day Tree 2016", Nutfield Genealogy, posted June 19, 2016, ( accessed [access date]).

Happy Father's Day! 1964

Dad and Me, 1964 at Uncle Al's Camp on the Crooked River, Naples, Maine

This is one of my favorite photographs.  I was almost three years old.  My uncle had an old summer camp on the Crooked River and the whole family would go up there over the Fourth of July holidays.  That was a lot of people, because my Mom and Uncle Al were from a family of seven siblings!

My Mom probably took this photo.  She was pregnant with my little sister at the time.  She should have been the one taking the luxurious nap! 

Happy Father's Day, Dad!


Heather Wilkinson Rojo, "Happy Father's Day!  1964", Nutfield Genealogy, posted June 19, 2016,  ( accessed [access date]).

Saturday, June 18, 2016

Surname Saturday ~ BATES of New Castle (Great Island), New Hampshire


There is nothing about William Bates in vital records, or in Pope’s Pioneers of Maine and New Hampshire.   In the Genealogical Dictionary of Maine and New Hampshire, page 82, mentions William Bates bought land at New Castle, New Hampshire from Elizabeth Fabes in 1704, and his two daughters Mary and Judith.  No mention in Hollick’s New Englanders in the 1600s or the Genealogical Dictionary of New England.   Also, there is no mention of William Bates in the New Hampshire State and Provincial Papers. No hits on the NEHGS database.  Nothing!

I found lots of information online, but none with reliable sources, about William Bates.  My favorite was a marriage with a wife named WALLIS.  Where did this come from?*

William Bates is my 8th great grandfather.  His daughter Mary is my 7th great grandmother.  Mary Bates married Jotham Berry on 11 November 1731 in Rye, New Hampshire.  The rest of this lineage is very straightforward, with lots of sources for births, marriages and deaths.  I’d love to know more about William, and his ancestry. 

My BATES genealogy:

Generation 1:  William Bates, born about 1675, died before 1731; married Unknown.  Two daughters

Generation 2:  Mary Bates, born about 1712, married on 11 November 1731 in Rye, New Hampshire to Jotham Berry as his first wife.  He was the son of Samuel Berry and Abigail Webster, born abut 1711 and died after 1790 (his second wife was Tryphene Philbrick, widow of John Saunders).  Six children with Mary Bates.

Generation 3: Rachel Berry m. Ithamar Mace
Generation 4: Abigail Mace m. Simon Locke
Generation 5: Richard Locke m. Margaret Welch
Generation 6: Abigail M. Locke m. George E. Batchelder
Generation 7: George E. Batchelder m. Mary Katharine Emerson
Generation 8:  Carrie Maude Batchelder m. Joseph Elmer Allen
Generation 9:  Stanley Elmer Allen m. Gertrude Matilda Hitchings (my grandparents)

*UPDATE!  At noon today I found a private message on Facebook from genealogist Nancy Riley referencing the History of the Town of Hampton, New Hampshire: From its settlement in 1638, to the autumn of 1892, Volume II, page 1047 "Marriages - William Beats and Mary Walles, September 10, 1702" - So this is the source for the marriage of William Bates to Mary Wallis!  Thanks, Nancy!


Heather Wilkinson Rojo, "Surname Saturday ~ BATES of New Castle (Great Island), New Hampshire", Nutfield Genealogy, posted June 18, 2016,  ( accessed [access date]). 

Thursday, June 16, 2016

Annie Eliza (Jose) Crane (1846 - 1941) Memoir

The Emery Homestead in Buxton, Maine

Every once in a while I get email from someone who finds a “cousin connection” to my family tree via my blog.  Sometimes they send me interesting stories, but this time it was so fascinating that I wanted to post it on my blog.   Emery Schweig of Danbury, Connecticut connected to me through our common ancestor Anthony Emery (1601 – 1680) of Newbury, Dover, Kittery and Portsmouth.  Her grandmother Annie Eliza Jose was born in Buxton, Maine which was settled by Emery descendants.   Emery introduced herself in her email as my “one millionth cousin”, but if I figured out the kinship correctly we are eighth cousins.

This memoir was written in 1930 by Annie Eliza (Jose) Crane when she was 74 years old.  It was a letter to her son Walter Sanger Crane, who was Emery’s great uncle.  Annie was born in Buxton on 28 February 1846 and died in Brookline, Massachusetts on 29 January 1941.  Emery was especially proud to share Annie Eliza’s proto-feminist attitudes and abolitionist beliefs.  She was also amused by the Annie Eliza's views on religious differences.

If you also find a “cousin connection” to this lineage, please leave a comment for Emery on this blog post.  I’ll make sure she sees all the messages. 

Here is Emery Schweig’s lineage:

Anthony Emery m. Frances  (our common 9th great grandparents)
James Emery m. Elizabeth (our common 8th great grandparents)
James Emery m. Margaret  Hitchcock (I descend from James Emery’s sister, Sarah Thompson)
Thomas Emery m. Susannah Hill
Thomas Emery m. Hannah Harmon  (lived in the house pictured above)
Sally Emery m. Alexander Jose
Mark Emery Jose
Annie Eliza Jose m. Joshua Crane
Mary Crane
Louis McClennen
Emery McClennen Schweig


                                           The year of our Lord Nineteen Hundred and Thirty

Dear Walter:

I was born in the town of Buxton, Maine, a small village fifteen miles from Portland.  I well remember the house, as it stood for many years after I was married.  It was on the road to Saco, a modest little home.

I think I must have a good memory, as I do remember sleeping in a trundle bed which was pulled out from under the high bed where my parents slept.

My father ran a stagecoach from the town of Limington to Portland.  This was the only means of transportation in those days.

I was born on the twenty-eighth of February 1846, and I think I must have been about three years old when my parents moved to Portland, as being more convenient for his occupation.  I must have been knowing what happened in the next three years, as I remember about the house we lived in on Brown Street off Congress, the main thoroughfare of Portland.  It had a yard and shed which I used to play in.  I remember perfectly one night when my mother undressed me for bed, of her leaving only my little chimmy on me and of dancing and singing for the amusement of my mother’s sisters who were visiting her.

My father was taken seriously ill with an attack of cholera Morbus and was always a delicate man after that, and died when I was twelve years old.  But in spite of the drawbacks of weakness he was evidently a man of ambition, and so he was obliged to give up the stage driving he went into the hotel business, as he knew many people who had traveled with him on the stagecoach.

The first house was called the Casco House (Indian name of that vicinity) a small hotel back of where is now (or was the last time I went on Middle Street) a main business street of Portland, the Casco Bank.

There was a path or road, which led up to the Hotel, and there my father began his hotel life.

We had a number of regular boarders who used to pet me a good deal.  I had a little bank they used to put pennies into.  My mother was very helpful in the business, looking after the kitchen and care of the building.  A very capable woman.

We must have been there only a year or so, as Pa (we always said Pa and Mother) moved into a larger house on Congress Street on a corner of Elm Street.  I think his former boarders must have gone with him, as well as having transients, and he was apparently, from what Mother told me, doing a lucrative business.  This was called the American House.

We were there only a short time as the house and stable were burned down.   I remember perfectly that night.  My sisters Mary and Sarah had a party of young people in our rooms, which were on the corner of the house.  I was allowed to stay up, and after the young people had left (hours must have been earlier then) I went down to the office to get a drink of water.  The clerk, named John Crocker (I always called him Johnny Trotter, and remember him perfectly, as he always petted me) was just helping me when he looked out of the window which was overlooking the stable on Elm Street, and cried “My God, the stable is on fire”.  I remember it perfectly.  I ran upstairs and told Mother, and she at once began to gather belongings.  I remember perfectly well she had just had a tippet muff of Fitch fur, which she was bound should be saved.  I remember of seeking her throwing things out of the windows on the sidewalk, and think people must have been very honest in those days, as I do not remember that we lost things.  The house must have been of wooden construction, as most of the city was built of wood, as it burned quickly, and many houses were burned.  Our good neighbors and friends of the United States Hotel on the corner diagonally opposite, took us in but my Father at once began to plan, and we went down for a few months to a small hotel opposite the original Station House of the Boston and Maine R. R. on Fore Street.  I don’t seem to remember anything of our sojourn there, but Pa got a chance to go to Bath, Maine and take charge of a hotel there, called Sagadahoe House, an Indian name.

I remember perfectly well that hotel and our rooms.  And it was there that Pa had our crayon portraits done by a Boston artist named Alfred Ordway.  I can remember perfectly well sitting in a high chair for him, and when he thought I would be tired keeping so still, would tell me to get down and run about in the hall.  I was then about six years old.

I remember that Tom Thumb, the famous dwarf, was then going about the country, and that I sat beside him on the sofa, as he was staying there with his manager;  and of seeing his little pair of Shetland ponies drawing about a gay carriage, with him driving.  An advertisement of course.

I think we only stayed there about a year or a little over, as Pa wanted to get back to Portland, and we went to the Elm House when he was, as he always seemed to be, successful.  He evidently had a faculty of making friends, and kept a good hotel.

I think we must have been there about two years when his health gave out, and he, with three other men whom we knew, built a block of four wooden houses on Congress Square.  We had the corner house on Congress and High Streets.  They were built on leased land, which was to run for 99 years, and belonged to the Preble family.  The block is still there, in a very dilapidated condition.  Pa always kept a horse and carriage, and I used to go out with him near Portland to see Madam Preble on business.  Our horse was white and named “Romeo”, - a beauty.

Just before the Civil War Jefferson Davis came to Portland visiting a family who were Democrats.  I can see him now as he passed our house - a tall, thin man, wearing a tall hat and a frock coat.  It was said afterwards that he came North to find out about the forts in our harbor.

One episode before my Father died was rather interesting.  I was about eleven years old.  Mother was a strong Abolitionist and Pa a Democrat.  When Buchanan was elected, there was a great torchlight procession, and Pa had the whole front of the house lighted up with small candles in little tin frames stuck i every pane of glass.  But Mother stayed in a dark room at the back of the house, refusing to see the procession.  Pa stood on the sidewalk, setting off Roman candles, and almost ruined a new overcoat with the sparks.  Mother was so provoked.

Pa was never able to do much, but he had the reputation of being the smartest of the three brothers, and though only forty-six years old when he died, in spite of having moved so many times, he had managed to accumulate enough to leave his family a home and modest income.  Mother was a helpful and most prudent wife, and much of their success was due to her, an untiring worker.

As girls did not go out to work, as they do now, Mother, recognizing that we three girls had musical ability, had us all take lessons.  Mary sang alto in the Unitarian Church quartette.  Sarah with a fine soprano voice, married, and at sixteen I sang alto in a quartette choir in the Park Street Church, and got $1.00 a Sunday, which looked big to me, as girls could not earn money except as teachers - the only vocation open to them.

Mother always said she moved about fifteen times in as many years, and we three girls were born in different places.

Sarah married unhappily and got a divorce from an unworthy man, and went to Boston and got a position in church with a good salary.  We left Portland and went to Boston, where Mary married Oliver Hooper.

Then we sang in a quartette choir in Boston.  After that Sarah had an offer to go to Brooklyn at a salary of $1,000.00, big for those days.  She wanted me to come on and spend a winter in New York, and we both took lessons of an Italian teacher.  Then I came back to Boston, and got a position as alto in a quartette choir at $400, a fine salary for those days.  Then, when I married, I gave it up, and we moved to Brookline, where you two boys were born, a small house nearly opposite the one which your father bought, which you will always remember as your home in Brookline, when you went to school, and after that, to college.  I think Sybil was born in the same house.

I remember my father taking me to a circus, which was on just about the spot where Richard (Dr.) Small now lives.  There was only a big pasture there, extending down to the Oaks, now a city park.  The pasture was called “Dernings” and was owned by that family.

When Edward VII, then Prince of Wales, came over here about 1858, with Lord Melbourne, he made a tour of many of our States, and, on its conclusion, went aboard a ship for England, at Portland.  With other young girls, I chased the procession all over the city to see a real Prince.  I had a small photo of him, and when I sold my house in Dedham in 1927, I came across it.  It was so like the present Prince, and I brought it to Washington, went to the Embassy and asked to see an official.  A very pleasant attache’ came, and looked at it, and said he was sure the Prince would be glad to see it.  So I wrote a proper description and it was forwarded.  I was much pleased to receive a note from his secretary Lacelles, saying the prince was very glad to have it, thanking me most sincerely.


            My relatives on my Father’s side.

            Alexander Jose-------------------married-----------------------Sally Emery

            Mark Emery                           Charles Edwin             Sally Emery
            Horatio Nelson                       Hannah                        Emily Motley

Hannah first married a Small and had two daughters.  Hannah afterwards married Henry McKenny of Lewiston, who had four daughters.  They had one daughter (or two).  John Perkins was the son of Martha McKenney
Abigail married Richard Small, and had two sons and two daughters, Horatio, John, Sally and Abby.
Sarah married Samuel T. Hooper.
My Grandfather was a tall handsome man showing distinctly some Indian blood.  Mother always said his Mother was a half breed.  She knew her.

Carleton Small, who has been quite interested in genealogy, says this is not true that she was of Scottish descent.  But I feel quite sure she had some Indian blood in her as two of Alexander’s children Hannah and Horatio were distinctly of Indian type:  tall, dark hair and eyes.  The others being typical of Emery looks:  fair, blue eyes, etc.  Mark, Charles, Abigail, Emily, & Sarah.

Mother says Grandfather and the other children and their children were terribly afraid of her, and as she was confined to her chair, were very careful not to go near her as she kept a cane by her side, and could use it, too.  I really am quite proud of the story of part Indian, and that I may claim some native American blood.  It is not unlikely that one of her ancestors marries an Indian or half-breed, as it was common enough in those days.  At any rate Mother felt it was so, and that there was some foundation for the assertion.  The two distinct types in Alexander’s children seemed good evidence to me.

Grandfather had a brother Richard who went to sea and Emily Porter has in Lancaster an English pitcher which he brought home to Aunt Abby Small with her name on it:  Abigale Jose, quite a common thing for sailors to do in those days.  Merrill Shurtleff told me he saw a similar one in the Salem Museum marked Jose that could be easily seen there at any time.

I remember my Grandfather Jose very well, as he paid us a visit to Portland every year.  I do not know what he did, but suppose when he was young he was a farmer.  His house in the south part of Buxton was standing a few years ago, but in a dilapidated condition.  Sally Lu and I went to Buxton a few years ago (also Priscilla, who drove us up).  We went to this house and also to the Emery house at Buxton lower corner, where Grandfather wooed and won Sally Emery.  I used to go there when a child and young woman.  It was then occupied by Peter Emery, Uncle of my Father and his wife Eliza Sands.  She was also a niece of my Grandmother Hanson.  She was quite a favorite of mine, being doubly related, was very voluble, and told me a good deal of the Emery history.  I wish I could remember more of it, but she told me that Hannah Dustin of pre-revolution fame and who was carried off by the Indians, but escaped from them, was a direct ancestress.  If true this would be very interesting.

The Emery cradle which Sybil Crane now has, I got from this house.  Also the two banister-back chairs, one of which I gave to Emery Crane in Westwood.  The Alexander Jose arm-chair and a box to hold papers which Grandfather inherited, was given by Sally Ray to Alexander Crane, for his name.  If I had known as much as I do now, and the interest in preserving these recollections, I could have learned a great deal more about the whole family from Aunt Eliza.  This she told me:  the after the Colonial Wars that an Emery, named Thomas, was paid off, no money being available, with a lot of land in what was then Massachusetts and migrated there from Newbury with his wife and children.  Buxton was divided into lots named Naragansett No’s 1, 2, etc. and his was one of these.  There he built a log hut and Aunt Eliza took me out to see it, degenerated into a pig-sty.  In the Autumn after housing his family, he walked back to Dover through the woods over an Indian trail, and brought back on his back two bags of corn, one to grind for food for his family, the other for seed in the coming Spring.

The house built by a later Emery is still in good condition, and is really quite a good house, roomy and attractive.  It has passed on to other hands, but before that I got a tray there which I had restored and gave to Katherine Kimball for a wedding present.  There was a lovely knocker on the door, but they would not part with it.  This was the house where Sally Emery was wooed by Grandfather.  Evidently the family had grown more prosperous by that time.

One of Aunt Eliza’s daughters was Nancy, about my age.  She married a Libby of Moderation and lived until a few years ago.  I always kept in touch with her and went to see her when in Buxton.  She left sons and a daughter, Eliza, whom I also keep in touch with and send messages through Alice Perry.  She has been a school teacher for many years, and took care of her Mother, and lives on the same road as the Jose house.  There are some very good pieces of furniture there.  I’ve never known or seen the boys as they live elsewhere, but Eliza and I are quite friendly cousins.

Aunt Eliza told me that Isaac Emery, a brother of Sally, who lived in Boston, and whom I used to go and see when I lived there had a chest which came over in the Mayflower with the first Emery.  When Uncle Isaac and his first wife died, there was an auction of their belongings, and in the advertisement in the paper this chest was mentioned.  I wanted your Father (Joshua) to try and get it but he was rather skeptical as to its authenticity, and took no interest.  I don’t know what became of it.  They had two sons, and I knew their families at one time, but they have now passed out of my ken.

Eleanor Reed, who married Royden Loring, went abroad with me in 1908.  She was the daughter of Stephen Emery, a cousin of William and George.  She lives in Harley Street, Dorchester, but I have not seen her for some time.  Her married name is Loring.  She has an Emery Aunt, who the last I knew, lived in Hyannis.

To go back to Alexander Jose, Sally Emery died and he afterwards married the widow of a Dr. Bradbury, who had previously been married twice.  One of her daughters by her first husband, was Kate Douglass Wiggin, the writer of some note, and she and your Aunt Sarah Hooper (Stevens?) always kept up a friendship, and in Buxton she is remembered by her books in which many of the old families and residents are mentioned.  What made the widow Bradbury marry Grandfather, I cannot imagine.  Perhaps his looks, as he was a handsome man.  Anyhow it didn’t last long as they were divorced.  I think he must have married her for a home, as the house at Salmon Falls on the Saco River is a fine old Colonial type, and was kept by Kate Wiggin, now passed on.  She named it “Quillcote”.

There are many things worth remembering about the Emerys.  I think some are in a little booklet I have given you, written by Mrs. Samuel Hall of Brookline.  One story was that in the time of persecution of the Quakers in Massachusetts, two came to the town of Newbury, and no one would give them a lodging.  Our Emery ancestor was liberal and fearless enough to give them food and a place to sleep.  The town officials were so indignant that they fined Emery ten shillings for harboring Quakers.  When the Quaker persecution passed over, the town voted to give back the ten shillings.  Another Emery was made representative to the general court in Boston.  He was enormously stout and had to wait till snow came when he was put in his big chair onto an ox sled and taken to the court.


Going back to Alexander Jose, after he was divorced from Mrs. Bradbury, he left Buxton.  My father had come into possession of the farm in Guildhall in Vermont on the Connecticut River, and he proposed to Grandfather and Richard Small, who had married my Aunt Abby, and had four children:  Horatio, Sally, John, and Abby, should go up there.  They moved from Buxton in the winter, it being easier to move their belongings on an ox sled.  The family rode a sleigh.  When they got about two miles, Horatio put his head out from under the robes, and asked “Are we almost there?”  They went up through Fryburg, Conway, and the Notch.  It was a lovely place, and I spent many happy days there.  I remember how one day Abby and I went down to the river and went in bathing as there was a nice sandbank at the lower end of the farm.  I think we must have gone in without much covering, as some boys came down on the opposite bank and shouted they were coming over, which frightened us terribly.  We got out, seized our clothes, and ran for our lives.  Abby had a hoop skirt, and being hard to carry through the cornfields, stopped and put it on.  I can see her now, running through the corn, a narrow space, the hoop hitting the side every step.  It of course bobbed up behind and it was too funny to see her bare legs, however the boys did not come across, and Aunt Abby put an end to our going down there anymore.  They had a flock of sheep, and Aunt Abby gave me a handful of salt and told me I could have a lamb for my own if I could put salt on his tail.  I chased one for a long time but couldn’t succeed in doing it.  What good times I had there.  The glorious White Mountain Range could be seen across the meadows.  Aunt Abby was a dear.  I can’t remember that Grandfather ever did any work.  He used to come down to Portland and Buxton every year.  Mother was always kind to him, but the daughters-in-law didn’t like him enough to have a visit from him, but Grandpa, although a devoted reader of the Bible, was what is now called a Universalist, and believed that no one was damned after death.  He was considered somewhat of a heretic, much to Grandmother’s sorrow, as she was a devoted Baptist.  I can remember seeing her on her knees praying for the lost souls.  Some of the children followed Grandpa.

My mother was the oldest of ten children.  She was named Dorcas Rebecca.  You have the sampler Mother made.  The names are:  Dorcus Rebecca, Samuel Dunnell, Ansel, Charles, Ann, Eliza, Almira, Emily, Zenas, and Alice.  Grandpa Hanson was named Stephen.

Great-grandfather Hanson was born in Buxton, October 4, 1871.  His name was Phineas.  Mother never said much about him or Great-Grandmother.  But they always came to visit every year from the lower part of Buxton.  Grandpa was a tailor by trade.  A that time they used to go around to houses, and made the cloth up for men and boys, that was from their own raising of sheep, and spun and woven into material.  When Sam was about seventeen, his father sent him to Boston to learn the trade;  but the family was poor of course.  Zenus was the only one who really had any education, graduated from Bowdoin, but that was done by Sam, who was the Father of the family after Grandpa died.  Sam came back from Boston with new ideas, and opened a store with a tailor shop connected, in which, by an arrangement with a Boston firm, he carried on a large business.  The women from all over the town came for the garments (cut in Boston) to finish and return buying all their goods from the store.  It was a boon to the farmer’s wives and daughters who had never been able to earn money, so it was a benefit to the whole town.  When the Civil War broke out, they did a big business in army clothing.  Uncle Sam, who never married, was devoted to his family, and all the other children except Zenus, worked in some way for the shop.  Uncle Ansel ran the store.  He was a very fine looking man, taking after Grandmother, the others smaller in build.

Grandmother Hanson was the daughter of Joseph Dunnell.  He married Anna Woodman, a family of some position in the town.  The name Anna comes down to me.  It was corrupted into Anne and Annie, and I have always regretted that I was Christened Annie, as I think Anna is so much more dignified.  The name Dunnell was evidently Donald or even McDonald, but the town records in those days were badly spelled, and so pronounced.  They were a tall fine-looking family, and Great-Grandfather had what was called the finest farm in York County, now utterly gone to rack and ruin.  My Great-Grandmother Anna, I, of course, do not remember, but Mother was very proud of the connection with the Woodman family who have made names for themselves in various ways.

My Great-Grandfather, Thomas Emery, married Hannah Harmon - the mother of Grandmother Sally Emery Jose.  A brother of Great-Grandma Hannah Hamon, also connected with the Dunnell’s on my Mother’s side, a boy of seventeen when the Revolution broke out, walked all the way from Buxton to Cambridge, where General Washington had his headquarters.  He told the guards about the house, that he wanted to see the General, but naturally they laughed at him, but he persisted, saying he had come all that distance to see the General.  Finally one of the men went in and told the General who said, “Bring him in.”  He was pleased with the boy’s looks and courage and made him orderly for his horses.  He came out of the war Major.  Wasn’t that fine?  There are descendants of the Woodman’s who have made names for themselves in various ways.  One Cirus always kept a cousinly friendship with Mother, and also Aunt Abby, whom he knew when they were young.  He lived in Cambridge the latter part of his life, and had one daughter, Mary, who died there not long ago, over eighty years of age.  Sorry I did not look her up, but her Father (Cyrus Woodman) wrote the Woodman book, probably published in Portland.  Of the Dunnell’s, one was a member of Congress about twenty years ago, and when Alice Hanson was here in Washington one winter we called on his wife.  I think they came from Minnesota.
Grandfather Hanson had a sister Deborah, who married a Decker.  We always called her Aunt Debby Decker.  She lived on a farm in Hollis, which is across the river from the town of Moderation.  When you were a little boy I took you down to Grandmother’s.  I wonder if you have any recollection of it.  She died at the age of seventy-six.  I also took you up to Aunt Deborah’s, and we stayed to supper.  She did all the cooking by the open fire.  I told you to remember that, as you might never have a chance to see it again.  (The biscuits were the toughest ones outside of Middlesex School that could be imagined.)  There were two spinning wheels in the room, one large and one small, and there was an old crone sitting in the corner in her rocking chair, smoking a pipe.  Shortly before Aunt Debbie died, she was baptized in the Saco River near where she lived.  Evidently “got religion” late in life.

Mother being the oldest was a worker (had to be a worker) and not only had to help with the younger children, but with Uncle Sam used to go around to the farms with Grandpa when he worked at his trade even when only six years old.  Their part was pulling out the bastings, and other simple work.  She was always clever with her needle and I think I have the same faculty.  Only last summer when in Boston, I cut and made for myself a dress for myself at eighty five years of age, simply to feel I could do it, and have not lost my ability to work.

The life at Grandmother’s must have been a very hard one with such a large family to feed and clothe.   I can remember Mother’s telling me that when the hearth fire was banked up for the night sometimes the coals did not last, and in the morning she would have to take a tin box, kept for the purpose and run to neighbors to get some live coals.  I can remember perfectly Grandmother cooking by the open fire and the tin baker were the bread and meat was roasted.  Also the brick oven where every Saturday enough food to last the day following was cooked, as it was sinful to cook on the Sabbath day.  Pots of beans, pies, brownbread, a wood fire, was started early Saturday morning in the oven, and when things were ready to go in, the ashes were quickly swept out and the food put in.  I can see the long handled shovel now, but they did taste good then.  Grandmother always favored me when I went out in the summer time, for she let me cut the doughnuts, and would clean and cook for me the little fish which I used to catch in the nearby brook when I went fishing with Uncle Zene, when he was home from college in the summer.  No matter how small the fish were, she always did them.  I can remember when the hogs were killed in the first cold days of the Autumn, a butcher coming around to stick them (hung up), and how I ran away not to see the deed done, but even now I can remember the squeals.  Then the butcher and Steve, man of all work, cut up the hog, and Grandmother and the younger daughters, Emily and Alice, and the helper, tried out the lard, made sausage meat, etc., etc.  It was a job, I can tell you, to salt down the fat pork.  The loins were eaten for some time, as fresh meat was a luxury, but what a job to take care of all the parts.  The pig’s feet were a great treat and the hog’s head cheese made from the meat in the head.  But everyone took hold and helped.  I can see Grandmother now in the evening reading her Bible by the light of the tallow candle which she made herself.  But her later days were more comfortable for the hard labor was over, Uncle Sam doing everything possible to reliever her, and for many years she had a woman to the work, that is the hard part, as she never wholly gave up.  I can remember when she came into Portland to visit, of seeing her leave the house for church, a tall, rather good-looking woman, wearing a handsome black satin coat, for Uncle Sam saw to it that she was well clothed.  Sometimes Mother would let me go out to Buxton in the winter time, and how I did love sliding down hills, as there were good coasting hills.  They looked big to me then, but now not so much.  I love the country and the simple pleasures, the fishing, picking wild strawberries, ivory plums, as we called them, climbing the apple trees, and eating the apples.  I guess I ran wild, always liking to play with the boys, flying kites, and helping to make them.


I might have put into my early married life about people of note who have passed on a two hundred and fiftieth anniversary of the West Church where James Russell Lowell gave the address, as his Father preached there.  It was most interesting as relating to noted members of that church.  He pointed to a front pew where as a little boy he would stand on a cricket and look about, and the happy way in which he spoke of his Father, in summer starting off with him in his horse and chaise to visit the churches in the Western part of the State, taking with him a little boy, as he expressed it, through the shady lanes of New England.
Also I heard Oliver Wendell Holmes at a meeting to raise money to preserve the old South Church as a museum.  He recited his poem “Dorothy Q”, and afterwards retired to a very large armchair on the platform and being a very old man probably used to retiring early, curled up in the chair, he was very small, and went to sleep.  It was too funny.

I remember a wonderful Eulogy on Wendell Phillips by George William Curtis, in Tremont Temple.  It was nearly two hours, but I was spellbound and did not realize the time.

Written by Annie Eliza Crane (formerly Annie Eliza Jose) to her son, Walter Sanger Crane.  He is Grandfather to Kenneth Crane Haselden and Meraud Berti Haselden, and Father to Sarah Lucy Crane (Haselden, then Dane).

Digital transcription by Emery McClennen Schweig
Great-granddaughter of
Annie Eliza Jose


To the Editor of the Transcript:
On Wednesday, Jan. 29, 1941, Mrs. Joshua crane died in her ninety-fifth year. Annie Eliza Jose, the daughter of Mark E. and Dorcas Hanson Jose, was born in Buxton, Me., Feb. 28, 1846. After spending her early life in Portland, Me.,when came to Boston, where she married Joshua Crane, a name in Boston for the past one hundred and fifty years. Her life with Mr. Crane was for many years in Brookline, and there she and her husband were citizens of great influence. Mrs. Crane was a faithful member of the First Parish Church of Brookline, keenly in every activity of that influential church. In the social, philanthropic and educational life of Brookline, Mrs. Crane was long a fellow and colleague with all those who strove to uphold the ancient of New England history and were eager for every effort to promote the highest interests of social before the changing life of that community.  In 1901, Mr. and Mrs. Crane made their residence in Dedham. After the death of her husband in 1905, Mrs. Crane spent many years in Washington; and in Boston, where she was a devoted member of King's Chapel. A woman of marked energy, a lover of music, a promoter of public education, a leader in every effort to advance the rights and responsibilities of women, Mrs. Crane had part in the many pioneer movements to improve the cultural life of her community.  Mrs. Crane's oldest son, Walter Sanger Crane, died in 1940. She is survived by a son, Joshua Crane, and a daughter, Mary, wife of Edward F. Mclennen of Cambridge and by eleven grandchildren and twenty-two great-grandchildren. - Boston JOHN CARROLL PERKINS

[a note from Emery Schweig:  “Her daughter, Mary, is my grandmother.  In this notice, my grandparent's name is misspelled.  It is McClennen, not "Mclennen." “] 


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