Notes
Matches 1,051 to 1,100 of 3,136
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| 1051 | LDS Church documents arrival with Benjamin Gardner Company in 1852. Reggio Hawkins memoirs assert Jacob Bigglers Independent Company (though LDS shows no record of this company) http://www.celestialfamily.org/Genealogy/histories/Two%20histories%20are%20included%20in%20this%20file.htm Jacob Biggler does appear in the Benjamin Gardner company. LDS records show this, from Jacob Biggler's Trail Excerpt (his Autobiography of 1907): "on June 10, 1852 we started west. We crossed the Missouri River with a moderate outfit . . . and were organized in Captain Gardner's company, it being Company 10. I was captain of the first 10 families. We arrived . . . in Sept. " | Hawkins, Creighton (I59)
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| 1052 | LDS records say born on the 29th | Weaver, Mary Abbie (I226)
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| 1053 | LDS Temple Film No. 471805 (Only dist. to family, or with approval from LDS church). http://www.familysearch.org/Eng/library/fhlcatalog/filmhitlistframe.asp?display=filmhitlist&filmno=471805&first=undefined&last=undefined# | Cutter, Rachel (I827)
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| 1054 | At least one living or private individual is linked to this note - Details withheld. | Ray, L.G. (I13)
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| 1055 | legendary line? | Obotrites, Rodigastus of The (I1763)
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| 1056 | Lenore Speidel Smith's synopsis of her life -- Miki Bratt "Lenore was born in Corvallis. Hattie and Joe had a farm with some cows. Joe did blacksmithing there. (In 1940, the property was across from Oregon State University). These were horse and buggy days. When Lenore was just a little bit of a thing, she had a pony and would ride out to round up the cows for milking. Her playmates and best friends were her cousins. She was very fond of Ora and Jennie's oldest, and her parents made many visits, back and forth to George's farm near Eugene to cousins Edna, Mollie, and Beth. Once in the time before she started school, Lenore stood in her nightie near the wood stove to get warm. She stood too near and her nightie caught fire. Luckily, she was not badly burned. The family came to California. Lenore went to High school with Kuchel's, Stern's and Smith's. She fell in love with Will Smith. They were married in the Congregational Church in Buena Park. Lenore writes: "Lived in Fullerton for awhile. We moved back to Buena Park. Bought a little cottage that we made all over [remodeled] (Next to Park House Hotel). "In 1901 I had my first child, a boy, Harry Frances Smith. Later years, March 9, 1967, he died of heart trouble. Five years later, we were blessed with another boy, 1907, Stanley Dunbar Smith and in 1909, William Leslie Smith. We moved to Carlsbad where my husband was a foreman of a 640 [acre?] ranch for two years. Moved back to Fullerton. My husband was interested in Orange and Walnut Groves. In 1913, Aug. 29, a baby girl was born. Later, the crash came and we lost the big Orange Grove. Will was foreman of Thumb Ranch. Thumb made his money in sticky fly paper." From a 1909 Photograph. Fullerton ranch waa purchased from the Zeyn girls (1920). From photo taken at party to celebrate moving to the Fullerton Ranch. Stanley home at 511 W. Ash, Fullerton is on old ranch property. After the ranch was lost Hattie invited Lenore to come stay with her and keep house at 1342 Shatto St. In turn, Hattie promised Lenore half the house. Lenore lived there from around 1931, until a few months before her death in 1968. Will took a job as manager of a ranch on Orangethorpe (in Fullerton) across from Retta's place. He lived in a garage apartment. Lenore and Will visited back and forth. They fixed a clapboard room and a curtained room in the basement at 1342 Shatto St. There were two double beds and a day bed there. Sometimes Lenore stayed with Will, sometimes at Hanna's ranch nextdoor to Retta. In Fullerton, Lenore accepted care of Jeannie and Gloria Crawford children of Ted Crawford, a musician. Lenore had a lasting relationship with Ted. There were rumors. At the least he was a very gallant son. She gave him money from time to time. He was always in the hole. There were also rumors about Will at the same time with a relationship with Mary Milrick, a fashionable Anaheim dressmaker. At the least Will and Mary played cards together with the Simths. The Smiths were all great card players. Poker and Bridge. Will played cards regularly, much to Lenore's chagrin. he wouldn't play anything except rummy and a little casino. She usually did her iorning evenings while Will played with his sisters. There was a lot of ironing and it was still done with a flat iron, heated on a wood stove. But they had an automobile. Lenore was very proud of her home, her china and silver, and her position as a respected family in the community. | Speidel, Lenore Frances (I49)
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| 1057 | Leonora is recorded as Son, name Limond Source Type: Census | Source (S124)
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| 1058 | Letter Dated 20 Mar, from Eula Ehresman | Guernsey, Martin L (I593)
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| 1059 | Letter from daughter Eula, Dated Dec. 11, 1949 | Guernsey, Martha (I597)
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| 1060 | Letter written by Grant Lupfer. April 10 It took my father six months in 1853 to make only a part of that trip - and to write a little history. My Father had Jane-10; Lewis-5; James-3; George-1; when they crossed the plains. My mother's family: Father and Mother-50 and 49; Oscar Warren -22; Lansing-20; De Lavantia Elizabeth-18-my Mother; James- 14; William-13. My father got thru well - but my mother's folks when they arrived at the Fort Hall location in Idaho near Boise were so badly off that they took the rear wheels of their wagon and made a cart of it and used the best yoke of oxen from there to the Portland area and the two remaining oxen to be killed for food. And all the children walked barefoot from there to the end of the trip and only carried what had to be for absolute needs. My mother had some sheets that she had woven and carried them until she had to throw them by the wayside - she was so little - never weighed more than 108 or 110. In later years my father's wife died and my mother had married and had Raleigh, David and Vesta Anne and became a widow. Grandmother Warren kept house for my father a while, then my mother moved in with her three children and they were married. And when I look back on that hardship, I wonder how they stood it. And my mother had the most wonderful discipline. One of our real sins was to snuff our nose instead of using our hankies. At the table once when we were all seated - help and all - about fourteen, help and all, I snuffed my nose (I was probably six) - I heard my mother's foot tap on the floor. I looked and caught her eye. A side-wise nod of the head that meant leave the table - and I quietly left until the meal was over and then I finished my meal but no one except myself and mother knew what had happened. And there were very few "don't's" in my childhood. I was allowed a lot of leeway. One day while on the old ranch, a man passing by while I was out in front, stopped to pass the time of day and asked who lived there, etc. And asked me it I was a good boy. I told him I "minded my mother". He said, "Well, you are a pretty good boy if you mind your mother." My early childhood was a very happy one - we were never "hard up" - good horses, cattle, sheep, wagons, etc., well-kept fences, barns, harness, etc. Source xerox page from my family history files. pp 100, 101. Foulkes, Allied Families, 1952. | Warren, DeLavantia Elizabeth (I540)
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| 1061 | Letter written by Grant Lupfer. April 10 It took my father six months in 1853 to make only a part of that trip - and to write a little history. My Father had Jane-10; Lewis-5; James-3; George-1; when they crossed the plains. My mother's family: Father and Mother-50 and 49; Oscar Warren -22; Lansing-20; De Lavantia Elizabeth-18-my Mother; James- 14; William-13. My father got thru well - but my mother's folks when they arrived at the Fort Hall location in Idaho near Boise were so badly off that they took the rear wheels of their wagon and made a cart of it and used the best yoke of oxen from there to the Portland area and the two remaining oxen to be killed for food. And all the children walked barefoot from there to the end of the trip and only carried what had to be for absolute needs. My mother had some sheets that she had woven and carried them until she had to throw them by the wayside - she was so little - never weighed more than 108 or 110. In later years my father's wife died and my mother had married and had Raleigh, David and Vesta Anne and became a widow. Grandmother Warren kept house for my father a while, then my mother moved in with her three children and they were married. And when I look back on that hardship, I wonder how they stood it. And my mother had the most wonderful discipline. One of our real sins was to snuff our nose instead of using our hankies. At the table once when we were all seated - help and all - about fourteen, help and all, I snuffed my nose (I was probably six) - I heard my mother's foot tap on the floor. I looked and caught her eye. A side-wise nod of the head that meant leave the table - and I quietly left until the meal was over and then I finished my meal but no one except myself and mother knew what had happened. And there were very few "don't's" in my childhood. I was allowed a lot of leeway. One day while on the old ranch, a man passing by while I was out in front, stopped to pass the time of day and asked who lived there, etc. And asked me it I was a good boy. I told him I "minded my mother". He said, "Well, you are a pretty good boy if you mind your mother." My early childhood was a very happy one - we were never "hard up" - good horses, cattle, sheep, wagons, etc., well-kept fences, barns, harness, etc. Source xerox page from my family history files. pp 100, 101. Foulkes, Allied Families, 1952. | Luper, Willys Grant (I541)
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| 1062 | Letter written by Grant Lupfer. April 10 It took my father six months in 1853 to make only a part of that trip - and to write a little history. My Father had Jane-10; Lewis-5; James-3; George-1; when they crossed the plains. My mother's family: Father and Mother-50 and 49; Oscar Warren -22; Lansing-20; De Lavantia Elizabeth-18-my Mother; James- 14; William-13. My father got thru well - but my mother's folks when they arrived at the Fort Hall location in Idaho near Boise were so badly off that they took the rear wheels of their wagon and made a cart of it and used the best yoke of oxen from there to the Portland area and the two remaining oxen to be killed for food. And all the children walked barefoot from there to the end of the trip and only carried what had to be for absolute needs. My mother had some sheets that she had woven and carried them until she had to throw them by the wayside - she was so little - never weighed more than 108 or 110. In later years my father's wife died and my mother had married and had Raleigh, David and Vesta Anne and became a widow. Grandmother Warren kept house for my father a while, then my mother moved in with her three children and they were married. And when I look back on that hardship, I wonder how they stood it. And my mother had the most wonderful discipline. One of our real sins was to snuff our nose instead of using our hankies. At the table once when we were all seated - help and all - about fourteen, help and all, I snuffed my nose (I was probably six) - I heard my mother's foot tap on the floor. I looked and caught her eye. A side-wise nod of the head that meant leave the table - and I quietly left until the meal was over and then I finished my meal but no one except myself and mother knew what had happened. And there were very few "don't's" in my childhood. I was allowed a lot of leeway. One day while on the old ranch, a man passing by while I was out in front, stopped to pass the time of day and asked who lived there, etc. And asked me it I was a good boy. I told him I "minded my mother". He said, "Well, you are a pretty good boy if you mind your mother." My early childhood was a very happy one - we were never "hard up" - good horses, cattle, sheep, wagons, etc., well-kept fences, barns, harness, etc. Source xerox page from my family history files. pp 100, 101. Foulkes, Allied Families, 1952. | Warren, Emmett Lansing (I566)
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| 1063 | Letter written by Grant Lupfer. April 10 It took my father six months in 1853 to make only a part of that trip - and to write a little history. My Father had Jane-10; Lewis-5; James-3; George-1; when they crossed the plains. My mother's family: Father and Mother-50 and 49; Oscar Warren -22; Lansing-20; De Lavantia Elizabeth-18-my Mother; James- 14; William-13. My father got thru well - but my mother's folks when they arrived at the Fort Hall location in Idaho near Boise were so badly off that they took the rear wheels of their wagon and made a cart of it and used the best yoke of oxen from there to the Portland area and the two remaining oxen to be killed for food. And all the children walked barefoot from there to the end of the trip and only carried what had to be for absolute needs. My mother had some sheets that she had woven and carried them until she had to throw them by the wayside - she was so little - never weighed more than 108 or 110. In later years my father's wife died and my mother had married and had Raleigh, David and Vesta Anne and became a widow. Grandmother Warren kept house for my father a while, then my mother moved in with her three children and they were married. And when I look back on that hardship, I wonder how they stood it. And my mother had the most wonderful discipline. One of our real sins was to snuff our nose instead of using our hankies. At the table once when we were all seated - help and all - about fourteen, help and all, I snuffed my nose (I was probably six) - I heard my mother's foot tap on the floor. I looked and caught her eye. A side-wise nod of the head that meant leave the table - and I quietly left until the meal was over and then I finished my meal but no one except myself and mother knew what had happened. And there were very few "don't's" in my childhood. I was allowed a lot of leeway. One day while on the old ranch, a man passing by while I was out in front, stopped to pass the time of day and asked who lived there, etc. And asked me it I was a good boy. I told him I "minded my mother". He said, "Well, you are a pretty good boy if you mind your mother." My early childhood was a very happy one - we were never "hard up" - good horses, cattle, sheep, wagons, etc., well-kept fences, barns, harness, etc. Source xerox page from my family history files. pp 100, 101. Foulkes, Allied Families, 1952. | Warren, Oscar (I568)
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| 1064 | Letter written by Grant Lupfer. April 10 It took my father six months in 1853 to make only a part of that trip - and to write a little history. My Father had Jane-10; Lewis-5; James-3; George-1; when they crossed the plains. My mother's family: Father and Mother-50 and 49; Oscar Warren -22; Lansing-20; De Lavantia Elizabeth-18-my Mother; James- 14; William-13. My father got thru well - but my mother's folks when they arrived at the Fort Hall location in Idaho near Boise were so badly off that they took the rear wheels of their wagon and made a cart of it and used the best yoke of oxen from there to the Portland area and the two remaining oxen to be killed for food. And all the children walked barefoot from there to the end of the trip and only carried what had to be for absolute needs. My mother had some sheets that she had woven and carried them until she had to throw them by the wayside - she was so little - never weighed more than 108 or 110. In later years my father's wife died and my mother had married and had Raleigh, David and Vesta Anne and became a widow. Grandmother Warren kept house for my father a while, then my mother moved in with her three children and they were married. And when I look back on that hardship, I wonder how they stood it. And my mother had the most wonderful discipline. One of our real sins was to snuff our nose instead of using our hankies. At the table once when we were all seated - help and all - about fourteen, help and all, I snuffed my nose (I was probably six) - I heard my mother's foot tap on the floor. I looked and caught her eye. A side-wise nod of the head that meant leave the table - and I quietly left until the meal was over and then I finished my meal but no one except myself and mother knew what had happened. And there were very few "don't's" in my childhood. I was allowed a lot of leeway. One day while on the old ranch, a man passing by while I was out in front, stopped to pass the time of day and asked who lived there, etc. And asked me it I was a good boy. I told him I "minded my mother". He said, "Well, you are a pretty good boy if you mind your mother." My early childhood was a very happy one - we were never "hard up" - good horses, cattle, sheep, wagons, etc., well-kept fences, barns, harness, etc. Source xerox page from my family history files. pp 100, 101. Foulkes, Allied Families, 1952. | Warren, James H (I3105)
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| 1065 | Letter written by Grant Lupfer. April 10 It took my father six months in 1853 to make only a part of that trip - and to write a little history. My Father had Jane-10; Lewis-5; James-3; George-1; when they crossed the plains. My mother's family: Father and Mother-50 and 49; Oscar Warren -22; Lansing-20; De Lavantia Elizabeth-18-my Mother; James- 14; William-13. My father got thru well - but my mother's folks when they arrived at the Fort Hall location in Idaho near Boise were so badly off that they took the rear wheels of their wagon and made a cart of it and used the best yoke of oxen from there to the Portland area and the two remaining oxen to be killed for food. And all the children walked barefoot from there to the end of the trip and only carried what had to be for absolute needs. My mother had some sheets that she had woven and carried them until she had to throw them by the wayside - she was so little - never weighed more than 108 or 110. In later years my father's wife died and my mother had married and had Raleigh, David and Vesta Anne and became a widow. Grandmother Warren kept house for my father a while, then my mother moved in with her three children and they were married. And when I look back on that hardship, I wonder how they stood it. And my mother had the most wonderful discipline. One of our real sins was to snuff our nose instead of using our hankies. At the table once when we were all seated - help and all - about fourteen, help and all, I snuffed my nose (I was probably six) - I heard my mother's foot tap on the floor. I looked and caught her eye. A side-wise nod of the head that meant leave the table - and I quietly left until the meal was over and then I finished my meal but no one except myself and mother knew what had happened. And there were very few "don't's" in my childhood. I was allowed a lot of leeway. One day while on the old ranch, a man passing by while I was out in front, stopped to pass the time of day and asked who lived there, etc. And asked me it I was a good boy. I told him I "minded my mother". He said, "Well, you are a pretty good boy if you mind your mother." My early childhood was a very happy one - we were never "hard up" - good horses, cattle, sheep, wagons, etc., well-kept fences, barns, harness, etc. Source xerox page from my family history files. pp 100, 101. Foulkes, Allied Families, 1952. | Warren, William Orlando (I3110)
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| 1066 | Letter written by Grant Lupfer. April 10 It took my father six months in 1853 to make only a part of that trip - and to write a little history. My Father had Jane-10; Lewis-5; James-3; George-1; when they crossed the plains. My mother's family: Father and Mother-50 and 49; Oscar Warren -22; Lansing-20; De Lavantia Elizabeth-18-my Mother; James- 14; William-13. My father got thru well - but my mother's folks when they arrived at the Fort Hall location in Idaho near Boise were so badly off that they took the rear wheels of their wagon and made a cart of it and used the best yoke of oxen from there to the Portland area and the two remaining oxen to be killed for food. And all the children walked barefoot from there to the end of the trip and only carried what had to be for absolute needs. My mother had some sheets that she had woven and carried them until she had to throw them by the wayside - she was so little - never weighed more than 108 or 110. In later years my father's wife died and my mother had married and had Raleigh, David and Vesta Anne and became a widow. Grandmother Warren kept house for my father a while, then my mother moved in with her three children and they were married. And when I look back on that hardship, I wonder how they stood it. And my mother had the most wonderful discipline. One of our real sins was to snuff our nose instead of using our hankies. At the table once when we were all seated - help and all - about fourteen, help and all, I snuffed my nose (I was probably six) - I heard my mother's foot tap on the floor. I looked and caught her eye. A side-wise nod of the head that meant leave the table - and I quietly left until the meal was over and then I finished my meal but no one except myself and mother knew what had happened. And there were very few "don't's" in my childhood. I was allowed a lot of leeway. One day while on the old ranch, a man passing by while I was out in front, stopped to pass the time of day and asked who lived there, etc. And asked me it I was a good boy. I told him I "minded my mother". He said, "Well, you are a pretty good boy if you mind your mother." My early childhood was a very happy one - we were never "hard up" - good horses, cattle, sheep, wagons, etc., well-kept fences, barns, harness, etc. Source xerox page from my family history files. pp 100, 101. Foulkes, Allied Families, 1952. | Warren, Willis (I3111)
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| 1067 | Letter written by Grant Lupfer. April 10 It took my father six months in 1853 to make only a part of that trip - and to write a little history. My Father had Jane-10; Lewis-5; James-3; George-1; when they crossed the plains. My mother's family: Father and Mother-50 and 49; Oscar Warren -22; Lansing-20; De Lavantia Elizabeth-18-my Mother; James- 14; William-13. My father got thru well - but my mother's folks when they arrived at the Fort Hall location in Idaho near Boise were so badly off that they took the rear wheels of their wagon and made a cart of it and used the best yoke of oxen from there to the Portland area and the two remaining oxen to be killed for food. And all the children walked barefoot from there to the end of the trip and only carried what had to be for absolute needs. My mother had some sheets that she had woven and carried them until she had to throw them by the wayside - she was so little - never weighed more than 108 or 110. In later years my father's wife died and my mother had married and had Raleigh, David and Vesta Anne and became a widow. Grandmother Warren kept house for my father a while, then my mother moved in with her three children and they were married. And when I look back on that hardship, I wonder how they stood it. And my mother had the most wonderful discipline. One of our real sins was to snuff our nose instead of using our hankies. At the table once when we were all seated - help and all - about fourteen, help and all, I snuffed my nose (I was probably six) - I heard my mother's foot tap on the floor. I looked and caught her eye. A side-wise nod of the head that meant leave the table - and I quietly left until the meal was over and then I finished my meal but no one except myself and mother knew what had happened. And there were very few "don't's" in my childhood. I was allowed a lot of leeway. One day while on the old ranch, a man passing by while I was out in front, stopped to pass the time of day and asked who lived there, etc. And asked me it I was a good boy. I told him I "minded my mother". He said, "Well, you are a pretty good boy if you mind your mother." My early childhood was a very happy one - we were never "hard up" - good horses, cattle, sheep, wagons, etc., well-kept fences, barns, harness, etc. Source xerox page from my family history files. pp 100, 101. Foulkes, Allied Families, 1952. | Rochester, Raliegh (I4215)
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| 1068 | Letter written by Grant Lupfer. April 10 It took my father six months in 1853 to make only a part of that trip - and to write a little history. My Father had Jane-10; Lewis-5; James-3; George-1; when they crossed the plains. My mother's family: Father and Mother-50 and 49; Oscar Warren -22; Lansing-20; De Lavantia Elizabeth-18-my Mother; James- 14; William-13. My father got thru well - but my mother's folks when they arrived at the Fort Hall location in Idaho near Boise were so badly off that they took the rear wheels of their wagon and made a cart of it and used the best yoke of oxen from there to the Portland area and the two remaining oxen to be killed for food. And all the children walked barefoot from there to the end of the trip and only carried what had to be for absolute needs. My mother had some sheets that she had woven and carried them until she had to throw them by the wayside - she was so little - never weighed more than 108 or 110. In later years my father's wife died and my mother had married and had Raleigh, David and Vesta Anne and became a widow. Grandmother Warren kept house for my father a while, then my mother moved in with her three children and they were married. And when I look back on that hardship, I wonder how they stood it. And my mother had the most wonderful discipline. One of our real sins was to snuff our nose instead of using our hankies. At the table once when we were all seated - help and all - about fourteen, help and all, I snuffed my nose (I was probably six) - I heard my mother's foot tap on the floor. I looked and caught her eye. A side-wise nod of the head that meant leave the table - and I quietly left until the meal was over and then I finished my meal but no one except myself and mother knew what had happened. And there were very few "don't's" in my childhood. I was allowed a lot of leeway. One day while on the old ranch, a man passing by while I was out in front, stopped to pass the time of day and asked who lived there, etc. And asked me it I was a good boy. I told him I "minded my mother". He said, "Well, you are a pretty good boy if you mind your mother." My early childhood was a very happy one - we were never "hard up" - good horses, cattle, sheep, wagons, etc., well-kept fences, barns, harness, etc. Source xerox page from my family history files. pp 100, 101. Foulkes, Allied Families, 1952. | Rochester, Vesta Anne (I4216)
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| 1069 | Letter written by Grant Lupfer. April 10 It took my father six months in 1853 to make only a part of that trip - and to write a little history. My Father had Jane-10; Lewis-5; James-3; George-1; when they crossed the plains. My mother's family: Father and Mother-50 and 49; Oscar Warren -22; Lansing-20; De Lavantia Elizabeth-18-my Mother; James- 14; William-13. My father got thru well - but my mother's folks when they arrived at the Fort Hall location in Idaho near Boise were so badly off that they took the rear wheels of their wagon and made a cart of it and used the best yoke of oxen from there to the Portland area and the two remaining oxen to be killed for food. And all the children walked barefoot from there to the end of the trip and only carried what had to be for absolute needs. My mother had some sheets that she had woven and carried them until she had to throw them by the wayside - she was so little - never weighed more than 108 or 110. In later years my father's wife died and my mother had married and had Raleigh, David and Vesta Anne and became a widow. Grandmother Warren kept house for my father a while, then my mother moved in with her three children and they were married. And when I look back on that hardship, I wonder how they stood it. And my mother had the most wonderful discipline. One of our real sins was to snuff our nose instead of using our hankies. At the table once when we were all seated - help and all - about fourteen, help and all, I snuffed my nose (I was probably six) - I heard my mother's foot tap on the floor. I looked and caught her eye. A side-wise nod of the head that meant leave the table - and I quietly left until the meal was over and then I finished my meal but no one except myself and mother knew what had happened. And there were very few "don't's" in my childhood. I was allowed a lot of leeway. One day while on the old ranch, a man passing by while I was out in front, stopped to pass the time of day and asked who lived there, etc. And asked me it I was a good boy. I told him I "minded my mother". He said, "Well, you are a pretty good boy if you mind your mother." My early childhood was a very happy one - we were never "hard up" - good horses, cattle, sheep, wagons, etc., well-kept fences, barns, harness, etc. Source xerox page from my family history files. pp 100, 101. Foulkes, Allied Families, 1952. | Rochester, David (I4217)
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| 1070 | Letter written by Grant Lupfer. April 10 It took my father six months in 1853 to make only a part of that trip - and to write a little history. My Father had Jane-10; Lewis-5; James-3; George-1; when they crossed the plains. My mother's family: Father and Mother-50 and 49; Oscar Warren -22; Lansing-20; De Lavantia Elizabeth-18-my Mother; James- 14; William-13. My father got thru well - but my mother's folks when they arrived at the Fort Hall location in Idaho near Boise were so badly off that they took the rear wheels of their wagon and made a cart of it and used the best yoke of oxen from there to the Portland area and the two remaining oxen to be killed for food. And all the children walked barefoot from there to the end of the trip and only carried what had to be for absolute needs. My mother had some sheets that she had woven and carried them until she had to throw them by the wayside - she was so little - never weighed more than 108 or 110. In later years my father's wife died and my mother had married and had Raleigh, David and Vesta Anne and became a widow. Grandmother Warren kept house for my father a while, then my mother moved in with her three children and they were married. And when I look back on that hardship, I wonder how they stood it. And my mother had the most wonderful discipline. One of our real sins was to snuff our nose instead of using our hankies. At the table once when we were all seated - help and all - about fourteen, help and all, I snuffed my nose (I was probably six) - I heard my mother's foot tap on the floor. I looked and caught her eye. A side-wise nod of the head that meant leave the table - and I quietly left until the meal was over and then I finished my meal but no one except myself and mother knew what had happened. And there were very few "don't's" in my childhood. I was allowed a lot of leeway. One day while on the old ranch, a man passing by while I was out in front, stopped to pass the time of day and asked who lived there, etc. And asked me it I was a good boy. I told him I "minded my mother". He said, "Well, you are a pretty good boy if you mind your mother." My early childhood was a very happy one - we were never "hard up" - good horses, cattle, sheep, wagons, etc., well-kept fences, barns, harness, etc. Source xerox page from my family history files. pp 100, 101. Foulkes, Allied Families, 1952. | Rochester, James (I4218)
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| 1071 | Life History at Hurst family site. Also copied at http://www.celestialfamily.org/Genealogy/histories/aurelia.htm Note: history suggests the ship Zetland first landed in New Salem MA. I believe they actually sailed to New Orleans. | Hawkins, Aurelia (I246)
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| 1072 | Life of John David: https://www.nysm.nysed.gov/albany/bios/d/jodavid7772.html | David, John (I4095)
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| 1073 | Listed ad D. L. E. Luper Source Type: Census | Source (S194)
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| 1074 | listed as 5th child | Conner, Eben (I2001)
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| 1075 | listed as 6th child | Conner, Elias L. (I2002)
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| 1076 | Listed as border at same address as Frederika Bratt. | Bratt, Joshua Rathbun (I9)
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| 1077 | Listed as Invalid in 1870 Oregon Census, Stone cutter in 1880 Census | Bridges, Gorham (I4295)
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| 1078 | Listed as Jeannie Weaver, Aunt | Weaver, Jane M. (I3102)
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| 1079 | Listed as Lodger. No other relatives in household Source Type: Census | Source (S309)
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| 1080 | Listed as miner. Will was 22 years old. | Smith, William Jasper (I71)
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| 1081 | Listed as Moses Moscrip. Probably in error. | Weaver, Mary Abbie (I226)
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| 1082 | Listed as self employed musician on WW 1 Registration card. | Cutter, Winthrop Jackman (I91)
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| 1083 | Listed as Stepson | Owenby, James E (I3109)
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| 1084 | Listed in 1930 and 1940 US Census, Divorced, San Francisco. Listed in 1870 Census (Benicia) Age 3, 1880 Census (also Benicia) Age 12 | Mullaney, Mary Evelyn (I655)
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| 1085 | Listed in 1970 and 1860 Portland Census -- with family of TM and Sarah Arnold. | Knox, Caroline (I4904)
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| 1086 | Listed in Albany 1697 Census 3 men, 1 woman, 3 children cf http://www.nysm.nysed.gov/albany/census1697.html Pieter BOGARDUS [Parents] was born in 1645. He was christened on 2 Apr 1645. He died in 1703 in Kingston,,NY. He was buried in 1703. He married Wyntje\\Wyntie Cornelise Van Westbrook BOSCH on 10 Feb 1665. Wyntje\\Wyntie Cornelise Van Westbrook BOSCH died on 28 Jan 1712. She married Pieter BOGARDUS on 10 Feb 1665. They had the following children: F i Maria BOGARDUS | Bogardus, Pieter (I205)
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| 1087 | Listed in Albany NY Census 1697. One man, one women, no children http://www.nysm.nysed.gov/albany/census1697.html | Bratt, Daniel Barentszen (I397)
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| 1088 | Listed in Annals of Albany, volume 6: (Inscriptions of Ref. Prot. Dutch Burial Ground Inscriptions (p 138) James Henry Bratt, who dies July 8, 1847, aged 13 years, 9 months, 10 days. | Bratt, Henry (I3526)
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| 1089 | Listed in California Death Index. Confirms Birth and Death date. Also Mother's (and middle) name. | Goodman, Marcus Schwabacher (I4556)
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| 1090 | Listed in Report of the British and Foreign Bible Society v. 78, 1882, , Sutton treasurer (p59) v. 103 (1907). Treasurer of Sutton chapter. (p120) https://books.google.com/books?id=CeRHAQAAMAAJ&dq=f%20a%20cuter%20sutton&pg=RA1-PA120#v=onepage&q=cutter&f=false | Cutter, Dr. Frederic Augustus (I212)
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| 1091 | Listed in SAR application 79194 | Family: Lupfer, Hans / Stulz, Katharina (F332)
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| 1092 | Listed in The Gove Book, P 180, 181. ID 986 | Chase, Miriam M (I60)
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| 1093 | listed in US Army Military Service Register, Rank Lt. Col. | Luper, Col James R Jr (I4700)
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| 1094 | listed in US Army military service registery, awarded Distinguished Flying Cross, Purple Heart, Air Medal, Silver Star | Luper, Col James R Jr (I4700)
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| 1095 | Listed on P. 119 in McGill University Calendar, published in 1878 | Cutter, Dr. Frederic Augustus (I212)
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| 1096 | Listed Widow of Gerrit, deceased "Sept 23" (presumably the previous year). | Goodman, Frederika (I173)
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| 1097 | Listed with Ships Officers | Peake, Charles Fredrick (I267)
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| 1098 | listing in military service register | Luper, Col James R Jr (I4700)
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| 1099 | listing in US Army Service Register, Rank Second Lieutenant (No. 259 on page136) | Luper, Col James R Jr (I4700)
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| 1100 | listing in US Army Service Registry, promoted to Major | Luper, Col James R Jr (I4700)
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