For my February ancestor, I've decided to combine the topics of Far Away and Prosperity and write about my three times great grandfather August Leisten.
August Leisten (Lehsten) was born on July 14, 1838, in Mistorf which was located in the Duchy of Mecklenberg-Schwerin, which would later be part of Germany. His parents were Frederick Leisten and Sophia Kroger. August, his parents, and siblings are the ancestors of mine that emigrated from the most distant location to America.
Leslie Albrecht Huber has an informative website Understanding Your Ancestors which provides an overview of Mecklenberg's history. It includes links to helpful resources for additional research for those looking to research their roots from Mecklenberg. Another helpful website is the GenWebsite by Carol Gohsman Bowen.
The Grand Duchy of Mecklenberg-Schwerin was a territory in what would later become northern Germany. At the time of August's birth, it was ruled by Paul Friedrich. It was one of the poorest provinces, mostly due to poor land configuration and bad governance.
August's parents Frederich and Sophia were both born prior to 1820, meaning that they were born into a feudal society. Around the time of their birth in 1805, Napolean passed through leaving much destruction and despair. From 1806 -1813, Mecklenberg was under French occupation and was part of the Confederation of the Rhine. During this time period, Mecklenberg villages suffered robbery and plundering by the French army. The troops acquired their horses, food, and supplies. The villagers were forced to house the troops and were subject to high taxes; it was a time of repression and great suffering.
In 1820 serfdom was annulled with the belief it would lead to tremendous progress and an improvement to the quality of living. It had the opposite effect, conditions worsened for the majority of the population. Former peasants could not make it on their own and often had to sell their land, which was purchased by nobles and landowners making their estates larger and more powerful. The now landless peasants had to go back to work for the landlord as wage laborers, but the estates no longer had obligations to take care of their workers by ensuring housing and basic necessities leading to increased homelessness and poverty. The majority of Mecklenbergers lived in the worst living conditions in all of Western Europe, similar to Eastern Europe. They had nothing - little freedoms, few possessions, no land, farms or homes. Many people moved from place to place with little hope for a profitable future.
It was a hard, physically demanding life. Both men and women put in long days for little gain. During harvest time it was typical to work between 17-18 hours in the field. Women worked in the fields but were also responsible for cleaning stables, milking the cows, caring for the livestock, tending the garden, taking care of the children, preparing meals, doing laundry and mending clothes.
The time period between 1850-1890 saw an enormous exodus leaving Mecklenberg. Over 150,000 Mecklenbergers left their home country and migrated overseas. Migration peaked between 1850-1860 when 3% of the population boarded ships to America. The region was overpopulated, there was a lack of suitable jobs, housing and there was devastating indifference from the rulers related to basic rights. The worst was linking the right to marry with the right to domicile. An individual could not get permission to marry until they had established legitimate domicile. This could take years, especially since there were housing shortages and renting was forbidden. After 1830, all German states forced marriage restrictions as a way to decrease the poor population; they remained in place until 1919. These repressive laws made life unbearable.
The marriage restrictions did not decrease the population, in fact, illegitimate birth rates grew in proportion to the severity of the marriage restrictions. In 1850, 20.9% of the births were out of wedlock. Pre-marital relations were widespread and were often looked at as pre-marital births verse illegitimate. Many individuals began starting families once parents had given permission to marry even if there hadn't been formal permission from the state.
August Leisten was born after his parents married on January 7, 1831. They did have one child before marriage, Elisabeth Sophia Christina, born on November 23, 1828. She died before her first birthday on June 28, 1829. August's brother Charles was born exactly a month after their wedding. Their wedding and all of their children, including August, were baptized in the parish of Hohen Mortif in the local church.
August and his siblings were not likely to have much of a childhood by the age of seven most boys were hired out to take care of geese, pigs and pull weeds. His sisters would have been hired out to look after children as their mothers were busy tending to their many duties. By the age of ten, August, would have been put to work helping with the harvest while his sisters might have been sent away to begin working as small maids.
The ultimate goal of every peasant and farmer was to one day live and cultivate his own piece of land. It became clear that this dream was not going to be fulfilled in their homeland. America was calling and it promised a golden future. In 1855, August's brother Charles emigrated to the United States as part of the first stage of migrators to leave Mecklenberg. In the year previous over 8750 individuals left the state. The rest of the family would follow Charles to America in 1857.
The trip to America started with securing the passage to get there. Families would need to have 50 taler in cash as well as 30-50 taler per person for the fare. Their journey would begin by selling all of their belongings to help pay for the passage and then they would board a train from Schwerin to Hagenan where they would take a train to Berlin and then to Hamburg. From there they would secure their tickets on a boat to America.
The Lehsten family boarded the Doctor Barth which was a three-mast vessel called a bark. It departed for New York on April 16, 1857. The voyage was the most difficult part of the migration. They were on the steerage deck which was the makeshift space between the upper deck and the cargo hold. It typically was only five and a half feet in height. The steerage accommodations came with limited ventilation and light. It was cramped, dark and dirty. Each person had about six feet by two-foot space to themselves. One half of the steerage deck was free space for eating and moving about. The other half contained bunks stacked on top of each other. The smells were horrendous as a result of poor ventilation and the combination of urine, vomit, rotting garbage, water-soaked bedding, and clothing as well as the rancid smells of unwashed passengers. The Lehstens were lucky, their trip only lasted 37 days as it landed in NYC on May 22, 1857.
Once in New York, they headed to Rochester where Charles had been living since his emigration. Here they established residency and lived out the rest of their lives.
August married his wife, Louise Eicas Stiegmann on Oct 29, 1868. Louise was also born in Mecklenberg but her family did not migrate until 1867. August and Louise had seven children. Their firstborn was my 2nd great grandmother, Wilhelmina Ruth Leisten. She was born on April 21, 1869, in Penfield, NY.
As with most immigrants, the ultimate success story was to move to America and become prosperous. Mecklenbergers wanted to own land and feel a sense of control over their lives. August found this golden dream and died having found prosperity.
In the 1880 Non-Population Schedule census outlines the specifics of August's farm. August owned his farm mortgage-free. It included 24 acres of tilled land with 10 permanent pastures and orchards. It had 15 acres of woodland and one acre classified as an "old field." The farm's estimated value was $1900 with about $100 in farm machinery and $300 in livestock. He owned two horses, three milk cows, two calves, two pigs, sixteen chickens. He grew corn, oats, rye, wheat, potatoes, and apples. His farm was self-sufficient and provided what he needed for his family.
August died on November 12, 1922. He and his wife are buried in the Smith Cemetery in Penfield. He was a member of the Bethlehem Luthern Church in Webster, NY.
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Sunday, March 1, 2020
Friday, January 31, 2020
52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks -- Well, Maybe 12 Ancestors in 2020
Last year I attempted to complete the 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks challenge and failed miserably. I love the concept of the challenge but one ancestor per week is just too much so this year I'm modifying and adjusting to fit better into my life situation. I am going to focus on one ancestor per month using one of the 52 Week prompts for that month. Hopefully, I will find more success.
The first prompt of the year was a Fresh Start. A fresh start is what I need to take with my four times great grandmother - Mary Ann Graham. She is a brick wall and I don't know how to break it down. This past week I watched a Legacy Family Tree Webinar entitled "Creative Hypothesis Development of Complex Geneology Problems" presented by Jan M. Joyce CG, CGL. I was hoping to get some ideas to work through my brick wall. One of the ideas that Jan presented was the idea of Simplification and Sharing. First, you identify the challenge you are trying to overcome. Then, you list the critical facts that you have pertaining to the challenge. Finally, you brainstorm a series of hypotheses and share them for feedback.
So here it goes -
The first prompt of the year was a Fresh Start. A fresh start is what I need to take with my four times great grandmother - Mary Ann Graham. She is a brick wall and I don't know how to break it down. This past week I watched a Legacy Family Tree Webinar entitled "Creative Hypothesis Development of Complex Geneology Problems" presented by Jan M. Joyce CG, CGL. I was hoping to get some ideas to work through my brick wall. One of the ideas that Jan presented was the idea of Simplification and Sharing. First, you identify the challenge you are trying to overcome. Then, you list the critical facts that you have pertaining to the challenge. Finally, you brainstorm a series of hypotheses and share them for feedback.
So here it goes -
Who are Mary Ann Graham’s parents?
Facts related to Mary Ann Graham
- She was born in 1815 based on her obituary appearing in the New York Herald on June 2, 1861. It read - “West: On Saturday morning, June 1 Mary, the beloved wife of Edward West, aged 46 years and 9 months, The friends of the family are respectfully invited to attend the funeral without further invitation, from her late residence, No 37 First Avenue, this (Sunday) afternoon at 2 o’clock. Her remains will be taken to Greenwood for interment.”
- She died on June 1, 1861
- There is no record of internment in the Greenwood Cemetery under the name of Mary West.
- Census records state she was born in New York
- It is assumed she married Edward West sometime between his arrival to the US, from England, in 1839 and the birth of their first child, Joseph, in June of 1841
- Edward was a butcher that worked in the Fulton Market. He came from a long line of butchers that remained in England
- Edward and Mary had six children
- Joseph - born June 20, 1841 ---- presumed to be named after Edward’s father Joseph West
- Anna Augusta - born Sept 25, 1843 -- presumed to be named after Edward’s mother - Annaugusta Druitt
- Edward - born 1845 - presumed to be named after his father, Edward West
- Margaret - born Nov 26, 1847 - no record of this being a family name on the West side of the family
- George - born June 18, 1849 - Edward had a brother named George
- Thomas - born June 15, 1852 - Edward had a brother named Thomas, also the name of his maternal grandfather
- Joseph West, Ann Augusta West, Margaret West, George West, Thomas West as well as a Louisa Hartell West were baptized in the Church of the Epiphany in NYC on Feb 2, 1861. Their parents/sponsors were Edward and Mary Ann West living at 99 First Avenue.
- Joseph West’s Civil War pension file includes his medical death certificate listing his mother as Mary Graham born in New York City
My hypotheses
Mary's parents were probably living in NYC the year that she was born, so there is a chance that one of the Grahams listed in the NYC Directory could be her father.
Mary's father could be a butcher and that is how she met Edward West.
Her father's name could be one of her children's names especially since Joseph, Anna and Edward were named after family members. Could Margaret be her mother's name? Could her father's name be George or Thomas?
Your Suggestions
Does anyone have any ideas on things to explore, places to look, questions to ask? I am looking for feedback and ideas to break down this brick wall.
Sunday, January 13, 2019
52 Ancestors in 2019: #2 - Clara Drake
Clara B. Drake
This week's topic for the 52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks is Challenge. In thinking about the characters/family members in the book I am writing entitled "Between the Dash" I have decided to select Clara B. Drake for this week's blog post. Clara B. Drake is the daughter of Charles Drake and Annagusta West, my three-times great grandparents. This makes Clara my third great aunt and she has proven to be a challenge in being able to pull together all of the details of her life.Clara was born on May 12, 1878, in Dutchess County, NY. She was the seventh child born to Charles and Anna - having one older brother and five older sisters. She would later have one younger sister, Agnes, born in 1880. Her early childhood was spent in Dutchess County, living there until she was at least nine years old.
By the age of 12, Clara and her family had moved to Sodus, NY in Wayne County. She was attending school in the District No 2 (Maxwell/Sentell) school which was located on the corner of Maxwell Road and Lake Road, just west of Sodus Point. Myron H Proseus was her teacher. He was the nephew of her Uncle John Drake and Aunt Mary Proseus Drake, who also lived in Sodus. Clara had 39 students that attended school with her. This included her sisters Jennie and Agnes. On March 10th of 1890, the local paper reported that Clara scored the highest examination score on the Fifth Reader. It is evidence that she must have been a very good student and quite intelligent.
In 1893, at the age of 15, she was still attending school with the same teacher. Her sister Jennie took off to Rochester without telling her parents. Her mother went and retrieved her with enough drama to have it find its way into the town happenings section of the local paper. The family moves from the country into the village of Sodus renting a house of Mill Street owned by William Sergeant one of the most wealthy farmers in the community. Clara lives at home with her parents for a few more years before she moves to Rochester to find work. During that time her sister Agnes is arrested on a charge of vagrancy and her father, Charles Drake, puts a notice in the local paper that states her mother, Annagusta Drake, has left him and forbids anyone to help her. It makes one wonder what exactly was going on at the home on Mill Street.
In the 1900 census, she is listed as living in a boarding house in Rochester working as a telephone operator. This is where the challenge begins, in 1900 I know Clara is in Rochester and is single. I then can't find her again until the 1915 NY Census has her in Buffalo listed as Mrs Clara White living with Dr Clifford (C.B.) Rowell and working as a servant. Somewhere between 1900 and 1915 she moves to Buffalo, becomes Mrs White, leaves Mr White and moves in with Dr Clifford Rowell. She remains residing with C.B. Rowell until her death in 1942. She is listed as having various occupations during the years she is living with Dr Rowell -- from being his servant, nurse and housekeeper. She attends social events with him and he attends family gatherings. Dr Rowell was prominent in the harness horse racing circuit. It even appears that he named one of his racehorses Clara. I'm not exactly sure of the true nature of this relationship. I also do not know when she got married, to whom she married or why she was no longer with her husband. Did he die? I can't find a record. I can't find a record of their marriage. His information is not listed in the family bible. He is not in any family portraits. I believe his name might be Edward B. White but can't find evidence to prove it. The only thing I can find is a 1905 state census record listing an Edward B. White married to a Clara B White living in Buffalo. That is the only record that seems to exist and I don't know if it is my Clara White. My gut says it is but then poof ..... nothing! The trail and records are cold.
Family lore states that she was married for a short time but was unable to fulfil her marital duties due to a medical condition so they divorced soon after they got married. The story does not include his name. Clara B White died on January 30, 1942, she is buried in the Marion Cemetery in the Drake family plot.
Saturday, February 14, 2015
52 Ancestors in 2015: # 5 - Fred Haskins
Fred Haskins
Fred Haskins is my great grandfather on my father's paternal side. He wasn't a farmer. He didn't plow snow, at least I don't think so and he is not someone I have been plowing through with my research and yet he's the ancestor I think of when I ponder this week's theme.![]() |
| Week 5: Plowing Through |
When I would venture over, usually with my mom or dad, never alone, I remember if he wasn't out and about puttering he was either sitting in his chair in the kitchen looking out on the birds or was sitting in one of two rocking chairs on back porch. One was his and the other, Kate's, my great grandmother. She died the year I was born.
One thing I remember about Fred was that he had a huge garden. It took up the whole backyard of his house on Union Street in Marion. It had an array of vegetables and flowers. I don't remember them but there are pictures of beautiful rose bushes. I do remember that he planted beets and he would put them on old screens after they were picked. I also remember that the family canned them. He spent a lot time in his garden and with his garden tools. He was winning against the weeds. He used to use an old hand plow and a hoe - which are still around in the barn today.
Saturday, February 7, 2015
52 Ancestors in 2015: #4 - Katherine Nevelizer
Katherine Nevelizer
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| Week 4: Closest to Your Birthday |
Katherine married Abraham van Lare on June 16, 1853 in her hometown of Cadzand. They had eight children, five of them living to adulthood. All of the children were born in Zuidzande, Zeeland, Netherlands.
- Levenloos van Lare - daughter -- born lifeless on April 4, 1854
- Abraham van Lare - son -- born on April 14, 1855
- Jacobus van Lare - son, my 2nd great grandfather -- born on August 26, 1856
- Levenloos van Lare - son -- born lifeless on October 19, 1857
- Izaak van Lare - son -- born on October 7, 1858
- Sara van Lare - daughter -- born on February 2, 1860
- Jannis van Lare - son -- born July 12, 1866
- Mattheus van Lare - son -- born March 5, 1871. He died at 1 month on April 3, 1871.
The family emigrated to the United States. They left the port of Antwerp, Belgium on the Ship Steinmann. They arrived New York, New York on May 17, 1873 and settled in Marion, NY
The 1880 Federal Census states that they were living in Marion. Katherine was 50 years old and is listed as keeping house. Her husband Abram is 54 and is listed as a farmer. They have their four sons still living at home. Abram is 25 and is working as a nurseryman. Jacob is 24 and works in farming. Isaac is 23 and is a farm laborer, and John is 18 and attending school.
The 1892 New York Census states that Abram and Katherine are still living in Marion. Abram is still farming. John is the only child living at home. He is now 25 years old, there is not an occupation listed for him.
Katherine died on April 10, 1898, four years after her husband. They are both buried in the Marion Cemetery.
52 Ancestors in 2015: # 3 Sarah Susanna Wisse
Sarah Susanna Wisse
Sarah is my great grandmother on my mother's maternal side. Sarah was born on August 20, 1873 to Johannes Wisse and Maria Susanna van Uxem in Schoondijke, Zeeland, Netherlands. She married Izaak Abraham de Visser on April 16, 1896. I have selected her for Week #3's theme - A Tough Woman.
She gave birth to and raised 17 children to adulthood. Four of these children were born in the Netherlands, and she emigrated to America with them. In the early part of 1900 her and Izaak decided to make the journey to America to improve their livelihood. They were a farm family that was feeling the hardships many Zeelanders were facing. The promise of a better life persuaded them to make the long journey.
In early months of 1900, she and her husband and their four boys left their home, family and friends in Schoondijke to make their way to the port in Rotterdam to board the ship that would take them to America. It would be an expensive trip for the whole family to cross the Atlantic. The family secured passage on The Ship Rotterdam. The ship was part of the Holland-American Line built in 1897. It could service 2350 passengers - 200 1st class, 150 2nd class and 2000 3rd class or steerage. It would travel at 15 knots or 17.3 mph. The trip from Rotterdam to NYC took about 15 days.
Traveling steerage class in the late 1800's and early 1900's was an adventure, especially with 4 young children. Her boys were ages 4, 3, 2 and 10 months. I can't begin to image what that trip must have been like. I remember how hard it was to take my two out to dinner or the grocery store much less putting them on a ship and traveling across the ocean to a land of so many unknowns.
Steerage passenger accounts of those that took the voyage state that it was trip without any luxuries. It is described as an improper and indecent environment for women and children. There was limited space, no soap or water and the marriage quarters where the children were was especially ill smelling. There was vile language, crying children and everything was dirty and sticky touch. Each passenger was given a six foot long, two foot wide personal space with only two and half feet above them to sleep, maintain their belongings and baggage. In this space they all of their worldly goods and the necessities for the trip. It was in this space a mother would need to entertain her young children and protect them from the vulgarities that surrounded them.
Once arriving in NY she had to not only worry about herself going through the Ellis Island experience but also had to think about her young boys. The uncertainty of what was to come and the fear they wouldn't all be allowed to enter the United States must have been incredible. All members of the family were successfully processed and they ventured on to their final destination. They took the train through New York headed for East Palmyra to find family that had already settled here . The family had $2.00 when they arrived at Ellis Island.
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| Week 3 - Tough Woman |
Sarah is my great grandmother on my mother's maternal side. Sarah was born on August 20, 1873 to Johannes Wisse and Maria Susanna van Uxem in Schoondijke, Zeeland, Netherlands. She married Izaak Abraham de Visser on April 16, 1896. I have selected her for Week #3's theme - A Tough Woman.
She gave birth to and raised 17 children to adulthood. Four of these children were born in the Netherlands, and she emigrated to America with them. In the early part of 1900 her and Izaak decided to make the journey to America to improve their livelihood. They were a farm family that was feeling the hardships many Zeelanders were facing. The promise of a better life persuaded them to make the long journey.In early months of 1900, she and her husband and their four boys left their home, family and friends in Schoondijke to make their way to the port in Rotterdam to board the ship that would take them to America. It would be an expensive trip for the whole family to cross the Atlantic. The family secured passage on The Ship Rotterdam. The ship was part of the Holland-American Line built in 1897. It could service 2350 passengers - 200 1st class, 150 2nd class and 2000 3rd class or steerage. It would travel at 15 knots or 17.3 mph. The trip from Rotterdam to NYC took about 15 days.
Traveling steerage class in the late 1800's and early 1900's was an adventure, especially with 4 young children. Her boys were ages 4, 3, 2 and 10 months. I can't begin to image what that trip must have been like. I remember how hard it was to take my two out to dinner or the grocery store much less putting them on a ship and traveling across the ocean to a land of so many unknowns.
Steerage passenger accounts of those that took the voyage state that it was trip without any luxuries. It is described as an improper and indecent environment for women and children. There was limited space, no soap or water and the marriage quarters where the children were was especially ill smelling. There was vile language, crying children and everything was dirty and sticky touch. Each passenger was given a six foot long, two foot wide personal space with only two and half feet above them to sleep, maintain their belongings and baggage. In this space they all of their worldly goods and the necessities for the trip. It was in this space a mother would need to entertain her young children and protect them from the vulgarities that surrounded them.
Once arriving in NY she had to not only worry about herself going through the Ellis Island experience but also had to think about her young boys. The uncertainty of what was to come and the fear they wouldn't all be allowed to enter the United States must have been incredible. All members of the family were successfully processed and they ventured on to their final destination. They took the train through New York headed for East Palmyra to find family that had already settled here . The family had $2.00 when they arrived at Ellis Island.
Monday, February 2, 2015
52 Ancestors in 2015 - #2 Isabella King
Isabella King

Week 2 -- King
Isabella is my 4th great grandmother on my father's maternal side. She was born in Cranshaws, Berwickshire, Scotland in 1810 to Alexander King and Isabella Elliot (?). She married Thomas Robertson on July 20, 1829. Thomas was the son of John Robertson and Margaret Betty Wilkie.
I don't have a lot of information about Isabella, but I have been able to locate some information from the Scotland Census between 1841 and 1881. It appears that Isabella and Thomas had at least eight children.
In 1841, Isabella and Thomas were living in Greenlaw, Berwickshire, Scotland. They were living at Cowridge. Thomas was working as a agriculture laborer. They were both 32 years old with four children:
- John - aged 10, born in 1831
- Isabel - aged 8, born in 1833
- Alexander - aged 4, born in 1837
- James - aged 2, born in 1839
In 1851, Isabella and Thomas, now 42 years old, were still living in Greenlaw, Berwickshire, Scotland. Their address was listed at Howlawrigg. Thomas' occupation is listed as a hedger agriculture laborer. They now have seven children, but only six are listed as living at home.
- John - aged 20 is working as an agriculture laborer
- Isabel - is not listed in the census record
- Alexander - aged 14 is attending school
- James - aged 12 is attending school
- George - aged 9 is attending school
- Margaret - aged 7 is attending school
- Mary Ann - aged 4 is staying at home
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| Greenlaw, Berwickshire, Scotland |
In 1861, Isabella and Thomas are now living in Linton, Roxburghshire, Scotland in the Greenlees Cottages. The census states that the home has three rooms with windows. They are 52 years old. Thomas is still working as an agriculture laborer. They have had another child, and have four living at home.
- James - aged 22 is working as a ploughman
- Margaret - aged 17 is working as an agriculture laborer
- Mary Ann - aged 14 is working as an agriculture laborer
- Thomas - aged 9 is in school
It appears that they are living on the farm land owned by John Borthwick. He is a 32 year old farmer of 760 acres, employing 20 laborers. He is living with his mother Christian, a widow of John Borthwick. They have four servants living at the Greenlees Farmhouse, which include a cook, housemaid, shepherd and groomer. There are three other families that are living at Greenlees. The Ballantye family; they have five young children aged 9 and under. The Smail family; they have four of their grandchildren living with them. Their ages are from 7-12 years old and are attending school. The Wilson family is also living in the cottages. They have two children one aged 23 that is working as a farm laborer and one that is 12 attending school. This would have meant that there would have been lots of children for Thomas to play with during the day.
In 1871, I'm not 100% positive that I have found her but I believe that she is widowed and has moved to Carham, Northumberland, England with her son Thomas. I found a census record stating that her and Thomas are living in the Shepherd's House. Thomas is working as a shepherd and she is listed as the shepherd's mother. Interestingly, Isabella's father was a shepherd. One of the reasons that I believe that this is her is because there is a George Robertson living a few houses down from her and Thomas. He is married, working as a coachman/coachmaker (hard to read), with a young family and is the right age (29). His wife's name is Isabella. They have the following children:
- Isabella King - daughter, aged 9 born in Scotland
- Margaret Houston - daughter, aged 8 born in Scotland
- Mary Ann - daughter, aged 7 born in Scotland
- Robert - son, aged 2 born in Carham, England
In 1881, I have two possible records but I believe the more accurate one is that she is living in Kelso, Roxburgshire, Scotland with her daughter, Mary Ann and son-in-law Alexander Porteous. They are living in the Tweed Bank Cottage with their five children.
- Isabella King - daughter, aged 12
- William - son, aged 10
- Thomas Robertson - son, aged 5
- Alexander King - song, aged 3
- John - son, aged 1
Isabella died on October 21, 1888 in Kelos, Scotland. She died while living with her daughter Mary Ann and son-in-law Alexander Porteous. He signed as the informant on her death certificate. I'm still trying to locate her burial information.
Sunday, February 16, 2014
52 Ancestors #6: Jakob Carlier
A Family Sketch
Jakob Carlier is one of my 5th great
grandfathers in my mother's paternal line.
He was born in 1755 in Groede, Zeeland, Netherlands as the first child
of Jakob Carlier and Barbarina Notebaard.
I know that he had at least one sibling; Christiaan. Jakob died on 08 Dec 1829 in Zuidzande,
Oostburg, Zeeland, Netherlands Jakob
married Sara Scheerens, the daughter of Jakob Scheerens and Maria Ramat. I have not yet been able to locate their
record and date of marriage as they were married before 1796, which means their
record would be documented in church records instead of in the civil
records. I am guessing that there is a
strong likelihood that they would have attended a Dutch Reformed Church so this
is where I am spending my time researching. Sara was born around 1759 in Nieuwvliet,
Zeeland, Netherlands. She died in 1815
at the age of 56. Her death record
states that she was working as a laborer.
Records indicate that Jakob was also a laborer.
Jakob appears to have lived in the
Zeeland area of the Netherlands his whole life.
Zeeland is a province in the lower western part of the Netherlands. It is a sea coast area made of many small
islands, it also borders Belgium. During
Jakob’s lifetime the Netherlands went through many historical changes. When he was born the country was the Republic
of the Seven United Netherlands. From
1795 to 1813 it was under French control. In 1805 the Kingdom of Holland was ruled by
Napoleon's brother. By 1815, at the time
of his wife’s death the French had left the country and Prince Willem VI of
Orange-Nassau became king and a new constitution had been adopted.
Jakob Carlier and Sara Scheerens are
known to have had the following children – the write up includes what I know
about each of them at this time:
1.
Barbarina Carlier was
born in 1789. She died on 03 Jul 1816 in Zuidzande, Oostburg, Zeeland,
Netherlands.
2.
Sara Carlier was born
in 1795 in Cadzand. She died on 31 Jul 1870 in Oostburg Zeeland Netherlands. She married Adriaan Contant and had 6
children (4 daughters and 2 sons). Her daughter
Elisabeth born in 1832 married Pieter Vergouwe on 12 Feb 1849. Pieter and Elisabeth had 4 children, one
being Pieter Vergouwe. He married
Catharina van Bortel on 22 May 1878.
They gave birth to at least 2 daughters; one being Sarah Vergouwe who
married my great grandfather Peter Derks.
They emigrated to the United States in 1904.
3.
Abraham Jacob Carlier was born about 1796 in
Holland. He died in Williamson, New York – his name had been changed to Collier.
4.
Elizabeth Carlier was
born in 1798 in Cadzand, Oostburg, Zeeland, Netherlands. She died on 05 Jul
1827 in Zuidzande, Oostburg, Zeeland, Netherlands.
5.
Adrianna Carlier was
born on 24 Nov 1799 in Zuidzande, Oostburg, Zeeland, Netherlands.
6.
Isaac Carlier was born
on 10 Nov 1801 in Zuidzande, Oostburg, Zeeland, Netherlands. He died on 14 Feb
1802 in Zuidzande, Oostburg, Zeeland, Netherlands.
Monday, May 9, 2011
52 Weeks of Personal Genealogy and History - Spring
Spring. What was spring like where and when you grew up? Describe not only the climate, but how the season influenced your activities, food choices, etc.
When I think of spring....................I think of daffodils, lilacs, lilies of the valley, little league, birthdays and Easter.
Easter meant chocolate bunnies, jelly beans, Sunday church with a new spring dress and Easter brunch with the family. On Easter Sunday the Haskins family would go to Cinelli's in Sodus for brunch. It was one of my favorite family outings. We would all get dressed up and go our for a fancy meal. Grandpa would order us Shirley Temples. I also remember getting pumpkin ice cream pie for dessert. There was one year that it was especially muddy and our big Green Ford LTD got VERY stuck in the mud. It took the whole kitchen staff to get the car out. There was mud everywhere!!!
One of my favorite things to do when spring arrived while I was growing up was to go look for the daffodils that were up and over the back hill behind my grandparents house. I still like to do this but it is harder to find them now, the brush has grown up making it more difficult. After the snow melted and things started turning green during the weeks between April and May you'd wait for a warm weekend day to take a hike up over the hill. It was still a little muddy but it was always fun to try to locate the exact spot of the patch of daffodils. They are located down in a gully back in the thatch. It was always such a joy when you spotted them. You'd pick a small bunch to bring back with you; still one of my favorite sights of spring time.
I live very close to Rochester, NY. So spring also means lilacs and the Lilac Festival. It is by far my most favorite festival. I love just getting to walk around Highland Park and smell the fragrance of massive amounts of lilac bushes. In recent years this has become how I like to spend Mother's Day, however this year the festival doesn't start until the week after Mother's Day.
Sunday, January 30, 2011
52 Weeks of Personal Genealogy and History - Week 4: Home
"Home is where one starts from." ~ T.S. Eliot
My home is and always has been in Marion, NY. My first childhood home is actually the home I lived in when I first got married. It is a double house that was owned by grandfather. My parents lived here when they first got married and is the home where I started my childhood. We lived in half of the house. It had an eat in kitchen with a booth builtt in. We had a dining room, a large living room with 2 big bedrooms and one bathroom upstairs. My brother and I had to share a room. One of my favorite parts of this house was and still is the side enclosed porch. It is a great place to relax and read a book. The house had an awesome backyard where my dad put in a swing and also built me a play house. There was also a large patch of ferns that we used to play in. We got yelled at for tromping them down but it was fun to play hide and seek in them. One of the other great things about this house was that I lived close to my cousin. She lived in the other half of the house. I remember she once packed her suitcase and ran away to my house. My family owned three houses right in a row. My grandpa great (Fred) lived right next door and then my grandma and grandpa Haskins lived in the house next to him. I have lots of great memories of living so close to them.
When I was in second grade we moved to a house on East Williamson Road, still in Marion. This is where I spent the majority of my childhood. That also was a great house. I had an awesome bedroom; this time all to myself. When we first moved in my room had red and blue wall paper. Eventually we painted my room pink and I had pink shaggy carpet (it had like 2-3 tones of pink). My room had a huge walk in closet, I think you could have put a single bed in it. It was a cape cod so due to the dormers I had a nook in my bedroom where I kept all my dolls. It made a great play space. Our backyard was huge and we lived right near a creek which meant we spent a lot of time getting wet. Our playroom was in the basement. This is also where my piano was kept. At one of the fireman auctions we got a gold colored couch that was kept down there. My youngest brother used to take the pillows from the couch as use them as hockey goalie pads, some where I think there is a picture of this. The house had 3 bedrooms, 2 upstairs and one small bedroom downstairs. Actually, it might have been considered a four bedroom because we had another small room downstairs that we stored stuff in. It had one bathroom, also downstairs. It had one living room and a side sun porch. It didn't have a dining room but did have an eat in kitchen. It had a fruit cellar, which was a small part of the basement with a dirt floor that was for storing vegetables and other produce. We lived in this house until I was a senior in high school.
My final childhood home was back on the family compound near my first one. My dad spent many years fixing up my grandpa great's (Fred) house. This is where my parent's still live and the house I think of as my main childhood home however it is not the one where most of my childhood memories come from.
My home is and always has been in Marion, NY. My first childhood home is actually the home I lived in when I first got married. It is a double house that was owned by grandfather. My parents lived here when they first got married and is the home where I started my childhood. We lived in half of the house. It had an eat in kitchen with a booth builtt in. We had a dining room, a large living room with 2 big bedrooms and one bathroom upstairs. My brother and I had to share a room. One of my favorite parts of this house was and still is the side enclosed porch. It is a great place to relax and read a book. The house had an awesome backyard where my dad put in a swing and also built me a play house. There was also a large patch of ferns that we used to play in. We got yelled at for tromping them down but it was fun to play hide and seek in them. One of the other great things about this house was that I lived close to my cousin. She lived in the other half of the house. I remember she once packed her suitcase and ran away to my house. My family owned three houses right in a row. My grandpa great (Fred) lived right next door and then my grandma and grandpa Haskins lived in the house next to him. I have lots of great memories of living so close to them.
When I was in second grade we moved to a house on East Williamson Road, still in Marion. This is where I spent the majority of my childhood. That also was a great house. I had an awesome bedroom; this time all to myself. When we first moved in my room had red and blue wall paper. Eventually we painted my room pink and I had pink shaggy carpet (it had like 2-3 tones of pink). My room had a huge walk in closet, I think you could have put a single bed in it. It was a cape cod so due to the dormers I had a nook in my bedroom where I kept all my dolls. It made a great play space. Our backyard was huge and we lived right near a creek which meant we spent a lot of time getting wet. Our playroom was in the basement. This is also where my piano was kept. At one of the fireman auctions we got a gold colored couch that was kept down there. My youngest brother used to take the pillows from the couch as use them as hockey goalie pads, some where I think there is a picture of this. The house had 3 bedrooms, 2 upstairs and one small bedroom downstairs. Actually, it might have been considered a four bedroom because we had another small room downstairs that we stored stuff in. It had one bathroom, also downstairs. It had one living room and a side sun porch. It didn't have a dining room but did have an eat in kitchen. It had a fruit cellar, which was a small part of the basement with a dirt floor that was for storing vegetables and other produce. We lived in this house until I was a senior in high school.
My final childhood home was back on the family compound near my first one. My dad spent many years fixing up my grandpa great's (Fred) house. This is where my parent's still live and the house I think of as my main childhood home however it is not the one where most of my childhood memories come from.
Friday, January 21, 2011
52 Weeks of Personal Genealogy and History: Week 3 - Cars
So, this week's personal genealogy and history topic is cars. I didn't get my first car until I was a in college. It was a blue 4 door Ford Tempo. I have no idea the year. My dad got it used. It was nice - it was the only used car I've ever driven, all my other cars have been new. An interesting story about our Ford Tempo was it was stolen right out of our driveway one night (it had the keys in it). It was later found and returned. We found out that one of the people that stole the car was someone we grew up living next to when we were younger. Needless to say she was mortified when she realized whose car they had taken. I was just happy to have it returned unharmed.
The first car that I purchased was a 1995 SL2 Saturn Sedan. It was a wine red color with four doors, a moon roof and had a spoiler on the back. It was a fun first car. After that I purchased a green Honda Civic, then it was a Honda Accord, moved to a Mitsubishi Endeavor and now I drive a Honda Odyssey (the ultimate mom vehicle). I remember when I said I would NEVER own a mini-van, oh how things change.
When I was little I remember my parents owning really big cars. At the time I was learning how to drive we owned a Ford LTD. It was huge, green and I hated driving it. I wouldn't even drive it to take my drivers test. I borrowed my Aunt Wendy's car which was much smaller and easier to parallel park.
My favorite cars are black first generation 1955-1957 Ford Thunderbird convertibles. I always like to go to the antique car show with my dad. I have been doing it for years. We go every August to the show at the town park in our town.
The first car that I purchased was a 1995 SL2 Saturn Sedan. It was a wine red color with four doors, a moon roof and had a spoiler on the back. It was a fun first car. After that I purchased a green Honda Civic, then it was a Honda Accord, moved to a Mitsubishi Endeavor and now I drive a Honda Odyssey (the ultimate mom vehicle). I remember when I said I would NEVER own a mini-van, oh how things change.
When I was little I remember my parents owning really big cars. At the time I was learning how to drive we owned a Ford LTD. It was huge, green and I hated driving it. I wouldn't even drive it to take my drivers test. I borrowed my Aunt Wendy's car which was much smaller and easier to parallel park.
My favorite cars are black first generation 1955-1957 Ford Thunderbird convertibles. I always like to go to the antique car show with my dad. I have been doing it for years. We go every August to the show at the town park in our town.
Friday, January 14, 2011
52 Weeks of Personal Genealogy & History - Week 2: Winter
This week's personal genealogy & history challenge is to write about your winter memories from your childhood. My winters as a child are very similar to the winters I still experience as an adult. I live in the same town and neighborhood as I did back then. I live in western New York near Lake Ontario so we get snow!!! I hate snow, but as a child it wasn't as bad as I perceive it today. My childhood winter memories make me think of snowmen and sledding. We had and still have a great sledding hill. The hill is part of my family's property and many generations of my family have spent quality hours and trips going up and down the hill. A day spent on the hill always means hot cocoa when you are finished. Gotta love the cocoa!
Probably the thing that I like best about winter is making snowmen. It is my favorite thing to do with my boys on a snowy but sunny winter day. I used to make them with my mom when I was little. We also spent lots of time making snow forts and playing tag games in the snowy yard. I remember wearing snow mobile boots and having to put my feet in bread bags before putting them on so that they would stay dry. As I got a little older I had a really cool pair of white and blue moon boots.
Friday, January 7, 2011
52 Weeks of Personal Genealogy & History - Week 1: New Year's
So I am going to be attempting to participate in the 52 Weeks of Personal Genealogy & History events sponsored by Genea-Bloggers (one of the ways I will be trying to blog more) The first week's topic is New Year's.
In my family we didn't really have any so called "traditions" around New Year's. For most New Year's we were just at home hanging out as a family. We always watched the Rose Bowl Parade which is something I still like to do but my boys could care less about. We also would watch the bowl games that were on TV.
My husband's family had the tradition of having to eat sauerkraut and pork for dinner. I have been told that it is Polish tradition and you need to eat it on New Year's Day to bring you good luck and fortune in the new year. We still have to do this - nobody wants the sauerkraut but it gets made and we are subjected to having to eat at least one bite.
Most of these childhood traditions are the same things that we do with our own kids. I try to reflect on the new year. I go through our pictures and pick out my favorites to generate a year in review to share with friends and family. We also seem to begin the cleaning out process and reorganization of the house. We clean closets, cupboards and get rid of junk. It is nice to simplify and purge as we start the new year.
In my family we didn't really have any so called "traditions" around New Year's. For most New Year's we were just at home hanging out as a family. We always watched the Rose Bowl Parade which is something I still like to do but my boys could care less about. We also would watch the bowl games that were on TV.
My husband's family had the tradition of having to eat sauerkraut and pork for dinner. I have been told that it is Polish tradition and you need to eat it on New Year's Day to bring you good luck and fortune in the new year. We still have to do this - nobody wants the sauerkraut but it gets made and we are subjected to having to eat at least one bite.
Most of these childhood traditions are the same things that we do with our own kids. I try to reflect on the new year. I go through our pictures and pick out my favorites to generate a year in review to share with friends and family. We also seem to begin the cleaning out process and reorganization of the house. We clean closets, cupboards and get rid of junk. It is nice to simplify and purge as we start the new year.
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