.

Here, gathered in our beloved South Dakota, are a few members of our Williamson / Mattson Clan. Charles and Luella are to be blamed (be kind, they didn't know what they were doing). We're generally a happy bunch and somewhat intelligent (notwithstanding our tenuous grasp on reality). I'm also proud to say that most of us still have our teeth.

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

Christmas in our Homelands.

From the Fortress of Solitude
Pleasant Grove

Christmas is only a few days away. What better way to get into the festive mood then with song.
Please enjoy these Christmas carols and anthems from our homelands. Of these, my favorite would by my English selection.

Victor

Sweden's Lucia Celebration



The Wexford Carol. Ireland



O Magnum Mysterium. England



Jauchzet Frohlocket. Germany



Il est ne le divin enfant. France


Gesu Bambino. Italy




Nu Zijt Wellekome. The Netherlands

Sunday, December 18, 2011

The First Mormon in our Family's History. John Closson Annis (Mattson - Pierce - McCrillis)




From the Fortress of Solitude
Pleasant Grove

Hello All,
The fog and smog have returned to Utah Valley while the skies continue to hoard snow. Our ski resorts are making snow to stay in business. I read South Dakota is in a similar situation. Last winter we were white with snow at this time of year. I don't care much for the white stuff (a sediment arising from a steep hip breaker of a driveway. My car is scuttled if it isn't shoveled and that's where the problem lies) but like it or not, snow is a must to fill the reservoirs.

Today we learn about Abigail Annis, our 5 Great Grandmother and her nephew John Closson Annis.

Our family tree had this line dead end with Great Grandmother Abigail. Ancestry.com and the LDS site also end with Abigail. I don't take dead ends lightly and spent several hours on Sunday searching for clues concerning the linage of Abigail.

Here is what I learned.
  • The family tree's listed show Abigail as born in Orange Ct. Vermont in 1764.
  • The 1790 US Census lists the following as living in Orange County, Vermont.

1790 Census of Orange County, Vermont
Ezra Annes.
Jacob Annis
Jesse Annis. Fairley
John Annis. Thetford

Ezra Annis died in 1818 in Thetford Orange County, Vermont. He had brothers named Jacob, Jesse and John. His brother John died in 1778, thus too early for the 1790 Census. Ezra had sons named Jacob and John and a daughter named Abigail born in 1771. It is this Abigail whom I believe is our 5th Great Grandmother. There is a discrepancy of seven years on the birth between the two records, but how many Annis families would live in tiny Thetford Vermont in late 1700's, and wouldn't they all be related?

Thus from the 1790 Census we see that the Annis families living in Orange County Vermont are all siblings. Our Abigail fits right into this family. This is our Annis family.

Relationship Chart
Cormac Annis (1638 - 1717) born in Enniskillen, Fermanagh Co. Ulster Province, Ireland. married Sarah Chase (1647 - 1726)
to
Abraham Annis (1668 - 1751) married Hannah Badger (1673 - 1724)
to
John Annis (1700 - 1771) married Abigail Rolfe (1706 - 1770)
side note. John and Abigail also had a daughter named Abigail morn in 1741. Abigail was a common name in this family.
to
Ezra Annis (1726 - 1818) and Married Sarah Hagget Both died in Thetford, Vermont.
Their daughter Abigail was born in 1771. This Abigail I believe is our Abigail Annis who married Judah Swift. Our Abigail Annis born 1764 (or 1771) inThetford,VT. married Judah Swift (1756)

Abigail Annis Married Judah Swift
to
Phineas Swift (1786 - 1854)
to
Almira Swift (1809 - 1903)
to
Isabella Denora McCrillis
to
Vesta Althea Dennis (1892 - 1978)
to
Voilet Mae Pierce (1918 - 1987) married Walter Mattson
to
Luella, Linda, John and Marvin
to
Us

Our 5 Great Grandmother Abigail's brother John Annis (1764- 1839) had a son named John Closson Annis (1785 - 1864). John was also born in Thetford Vermont. John Closson Annis is our 1st cousin 6 times removed.

This is his story taken from the Annis Family History Facebook Page.

JOHN CLOSSON ANNIS was born May 8, 1785 at Thetford, Vermont; died circa 1846; married June 16, 1806, Hannah Crawford at Thetford, Vermont.

John was named for his maternal grandfather who died during the Revolution on an ill fated expedition against the British in Canada. He was married about the same time that his parents and younger brother migrated to western New York state, and did not accompany them at that time. He later traveled west, spending time at Batavia, New York, and than later worked as a boat builder at Cincinnati, Ohio. At some time he became a Mormon preacher and was at Nauvoo, Illinois during the settling of the religious community there during the 1840's. There may have been other children. His sons, Hamlet and James stayed in the Cincinnati, Ohio area. There is some conflict in the Latter Day Saints records as to the year of his death, and they have it recorded as June 16, 1849.

He also served with Mahon's regiment in western NY during the war of 1812. After the war, John C. continued his trek westward and is found on the 1820 census record in Mason Va. (now West Virginia) where his children James, Hannah Marie, and Elizabeth were born. John next appears in the 1829 Cincinnati Directory and the 1830 Ohio census. He purchased land in Cincinnati which he sold in 1833. The next chronological record is out of sequence and requires explanation:

The July 7, 1838 minutes of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day-Saints recorded in the Far West Record, indicates that John C. Annis received a blessing and was advanced to the office of a seventy for coming up to meet the camp in 1834. The camp referees to Zions Camp. Zion's Camp was a group of Mormon men from Kirkland Ohio led by the Mormon prophet Joseph Smith to relieve the suffering of the "saints" in western Missouri who were embroiled in mob violence and were being severely persecuted. To this day in the Mormon church, it is well know that the men of Zions Camp provided the leadership of the church for the next fifty years. It might be assumed that his participation in Zion's Camp gave John C. Annis a stature in the church as well as the community of Nauvoo that he might not otherwise held. He is mentioned several times in Joseph Smith's History of the Church and it might be significant that although John C. was born some 18 years earlier, the location of their birthplaces is less than eighteen miles apart. According to John C. Annis' appeal to the U.S. Congress for redress of grievances he and his family were driven by Missouri mobs from Jackson, Caldwell, Clay, and Lafayette counties between 1834 to 1839. When the Mormons were finally driven from the state in consequence to governor Lilburn Bogg's extermination order which decreed the all Mormons leave the state of Missouri or be killed, John C. Annis and his family joined the journey east to Quicey Illinois and eventually to Commerce City which became Nauvoo. The forced exodus during the winter of 1838-1839 Is a low point in Mormon and U S history, but it gave the Mormons experience in moving their people on short notice over long distances under the worst of conditions. John C. lived in Nauvoo Ill until 1846 when the Mormons in the words of Brigham Young "left because they were obliged to do so." There are numerous records from the Nauvoo period which document John C. Annis' activities. He built a saw mill on the Mississippi river at the intersection of Water and Parley Sts. the site of which is now under water occasioned by the construction of the Keokuk dam. He was involved in a court case over the logs from the mill hindering traffic and commerce and he voluntarily dismantled the mill.

Mormon Temple at Nauvoo.
Later destroyed by fire and Tornado


He purchased several pieces of property which he sold at a loss when he left Nauvoo. He served as a lieutenant in the Nauvoo legion and was active in the Nauvoo Masonic Lodge. Church records indicated that he was a member of the Nauvoo 4th ward. Mormon congregations are organized into units called wards. He was advanced to the office of a high priest is 1843, received the endowments in the Nauvoo temple which he undoubtedly helped build and received a Patriarchal blessing under the hand of John Smith in 1846. John's movement across Iowa can be roughly traced by the dated sale of his Nauvoo property.

The marriage of his daughter Hannah Marie to Cyrus Benedict Chase in Mason, Cerro Gordo county Iowa. This a little far north of the main Mormon migration route and whether he was there for the marriage has not been determined. It is know that he was with the main body of the church on March 13, 1847 when he sign a document held by the Mormon church which list his wife Hannah and their children Sabrina, William, John, Hamlet, Harvey, Nancy, James, Hannah, and Elizabeth. This document also asserts that William Taylor born to John and Susan Taylor June 12, 1832 in Pennsylvania was adopted by John C. Annis. Also included in this document is the name of Dolly Annis b. June 10, 1800 in Donnell, Caledonia Vt. The names of Dolly's parents and Dolly's children are also listed. Further investigation reveals her to be the former Mrs. Rueben Daniels of Kirkland Ohio. She was born Dolly Green in the place and on the date cited. Dolly died in either Toole or Salt Lake City in November of 1877 and was buried in a grave unmarked in 1989.

John C. Annis continued westward across Iowa and was welcomed into the Block house high priest Quorum at Potawatomee County (winter quarters) in August 1848. According to the 1850 census mortality schedule, John C. Annis died of cholera on June 12, 1849. This day is validated by Latter-day-Saint ordinance work performed on behalf of John C. Annis and his wife Hannah by Dolly Green Annis and Asa Davis in the endowment house of Salt Lake City in 1865

Joseph Smith

Also of note is the following:
1847.

To whom it may concern:--

"This is to certify that William E. McLellin commanded an Anti-Mormon company, in Missouri, who (with their faces blackened) cooperated with the other mob troops, to deprive the Mormons of their possessions, and drive them from the state. McLellin said, "I wish to God that I could see Joe Smith brought into the public square, in Far West and BEHEADED, for if the G-d__d rascal is taken to Liberty he will escape!"

At this time Joseph, Sidney, Hyrum, and the other prisoners were in a waggon, and fourteen guns were presented to their breasts, but the general slaughter was prevented by the interference of John C. Annis. McLellin was decorated with a variety of different coloured ribbons upon his hat, shoulders, and arms, as badges of distinction. M. AVERY.

Saturday, December 17, 2011

Our Tornberg Coat of Arms

Hello All,
Ida Tornberg was my Great Grandmother.

Relationship Chart

Ida Tornberg married John Albert Mattson
to
Walter Mattson who married Violet Pierce
to
Luella, Linda, John, and Marvin


There are many posts in this blog about our Swedish / Finnish Tornberg ancestors. This post introduces you to the family's Coat of Arms shown above.

A description of the symbols represented in the Coat of Arms is given below.

Simply,
Victor

Tornberg Coat of Arms

"A golden upper part with three teeth on a red shield, a waving silver log in lower field with a black hunting spear. Red covering of the helmet with silver lining. Silver and red top braid. Golden flaming ring as helmet decoration, with a rising black wedge. A golden latin cross on top of the wedge."

The theme of the coat of arms refers to the distribution of the family in three northern countries and to the origin of the word "thorn", which means spearhead in the ancient scandinavian language. The origin of the family is in Ylitornio and the word Tornio might mean the spearhead shaped island in Tornio River. The helmet decoration refers also to Ylitornio and the wedge, describing a church tower refers to the many clergymen among our ancestors.

In the colors we can see the following: the red is the Lappish red, which appears in many northern coat of arms of provinces and municipalities. Also it refers to our ancestors, the bailiffs of Tornio Lapland who had red robes. The word "torn" also means tower. The family name "Tornberg" is often translated "tower mountain" in Finnish and that is why the helmet decoration contains a tower with a cross, which relates of the priests of the family. The three mountains on the shield describe the main area of distribution of the family in Finland, Sweden and Norway or the forests and hills of Tornio and Kemi rivers and Kuusamo. The silver wave can describe Tornio and Kemi rivers and the waterways of Kuusamo. The head of the hunting spear refers to the source of livelihood in the northern wilderness.

Sunday, December 11, 2011

Two Separate Williamson Gatherings for Great Uncle Walt and Frances Williamson


Walt and Frances Williamson
See Relationship Chart Below for Family Link

From the Fortress of Solitude
Pleasant Grove

Hello All,
Two posts today, a real treat. Sundays give me a few extra hours to work on family history. I'm not someone who has a lot of hobbies so I enjoy spending my few free hours doing things I enjoy, like writing this blog.

I hope this blog gives our family an anchor in history. Each post is a letter written to you individually. Here you are introduced to our ancestors. Here you can read and come to understand the sacrifices they made by coming to this new world.

We are their living testaments, for when all is said and done, isn't being remembered everyone's last wish before death takes us into the final good night?

I'm posting pictures from two different Williamson gatherings in Deadwood, South Dakota honoring our Great Uncle Walt and Aunt Frances. I know some of the people in the photographs. Others are mysteries I leave in your good hands. If you recognize a face, please send an email so everyone can be identified.

Thank you,
Victor



Gathering One
Date? Reason?

Left to Right: ?, Mary ?, Great Uncle Walt Williamson,
Great Aunt Ethel Ogden (Walt's Sister), ? , ?


Lisa and Annette with cousin Nikki Williamson

Great Uncle Walt and Great Aunt Frances Williamson

The Walt Williamson Family. Left to Right.
Gayle, Pat, Walt, Frances and Woody.

Gathering Two.
The 50th Wedding Anniversary of Walt and Frances Williamson




Left to Right. Mary (Aunt Ethel's daughter) , Luella Williamson, Great Aunt Ethel, and Frances

Another picture at the 50th Anniversary.
Left to right is Sandy Williamson, Great Uncle Morris, Frances and Walt,
Uncle Bill and Great Aunt Joe.

Walt Williamson dancing with daughter Gayle

Great Uncle Walt Williamson and Great Aunt Frances.


Finally, a news story about Uncle Walt and Aunt Frances.

Jasper Crane. Our Puritan 9th Great Grandfather. Williamson Line.

John Davenport
(April 9, 1597 – May 30, 1670) was an English puritan clergyman and co-founder of the American colony of New Haven. Jasper Crane was a member of his congregation and original settler of New Haven.

From the Fortress of Solitude
Pleasant Grove

Hello Williamsons!
The ground is snowless in Utah Valley, quite unusual for this time of December. The owners of Utah's many ski resorts scan the skies looking for the storms, which bring the snow, which in turn makes their sky seasons profitable. We're happy here at the Fortress without Utah's white gold. I know it's selfish to admit, considering so much of Utah's winter economy is tourist based. My disdain for snow is a direct result of my hatred of shoveling the steep driveway.

Today we join in a digital family reunion to read about our 9th Great Grandfather, Jasper Crane along the Williamson, Morris line. We start with the Relationship Chart:

Jasper Crane (1599 - 1680)
is your 9th great grandfather

Son of Jasper

Daughter of John

Son of Sarah Rose

Son of Daniel

Son of Isaac

Son of Benjamin

Daughter of Isaac J.

Daughter of Nancy. Married William Jonathan Williamson
to
Their Children
Ima Della, Vennie, Inez, Lillie, Josie, Emmett, Walter, Charles, Maurice

Charles Williamson married Elda Vercellino (first) and Elsie Jensen (second).
Charles and Elda's son Charles married Luella Mae Mattson
to
Us.


The following synopsis of our 9th Great Grandfather's life was written by Joanne Todd. I've highlighted interesting items in blue.

Simply,
Victor

JASPER CRANE
Founding Father of Newark, New Jersey
I'd love to compare notes with you on this family!
E-mail me joannetodd@comcast.net



Born 1590/1605 in England. Died 19 Oct 1680 in Newark, New Jersey. He married Alice (LEAVE?) in England. Born 1608. Died After 26 Aug 1675 ®154. (Named as Alice LEAVE by ®85) They had the following children:

2 i. John CRANE I
3 ii. Hannah CRANE
4 iii. Delivered CRANE
5 iv. Mary (Mercy) CRANE
6 v. Azariah CRANE I, Deacon
7 vi. Micah CRANE
8 vii. Jasper CRANE Jr.

Jasper Crane's Life in a Nutshell

If you check the number and the list of references at the bottom, you'll know where it came from.
Interesting points highlighted in blue.

* Born to Gen. Josiah Crane ®101
* Abt 1605 - born in England (unknown parents) ®154 ®180
* Jasper Crane is said to have been the nephew of Margaret Crane, wife of Samuel Huntington, and thought to have come from Bradley Plains (?), Hampshire, Engl. because of ties with the Ogden family there
* abt 1630 - Jasper may have first settled at Shawmit (now Boston, MA) ®101
* 1630 - some think Jasper Crane came on the ship Arabella with Winthrop. Others think it was the ship Hectar.
* 1633 - Jasper (of the Parish of St. Stephens, Coleman St.) was with John Davenport when they fled from London to Amsterdam ®103
* Jun 1637 - Davenport's arrival in Boston on the "Hector of London" was recorded by John Winthrop ®103
* 1637/38 - Amos Crane's trigonometry book says Jasper Crane came from London in 1637-8 ®180
* Mar 1638 - left Boston for Connecticut ®103
* 4 Jun 1639 - at New Haven ®101 ®155
* As surveyor, laid out much of New Haven plots, grants, etc. ®181
* 1639 - Jasper Crane was said to be steward of John Davenport's properties ®181
* Jun 21, 1640 - Jasper in Boston, possibly surveyor/land agent for London Co. ®101
* Mar 1641 - granted 100 acres of land in the East Meadow ®180 ®181
* 1642 - one of New Haven Co. concerned with the settlement on the Delaware River ®180
* 1643 - tax valuation was 480 pounds ®180 and had 3 persons in his family (self, wife and son John) ®181
* Abt 1644 - Jasper Crane building an ocean-going vessel which departed for England in 1646 but never reached its destination - the New Haven Colony frequently glimpses the "phantom ship" in the harbor
* 1644 - excused from military service due to his "weakness" ®180
* 1644/5 - granted 16 acres upland in East Haven and he moved there, son Joseph (?) born there ®180
* 1651 - Jasper removed to Branford (7 miles east of East Haven) ®101
* Abt 1652 - founded the town of Branford, CT with Rev. Abraham Pierson and others ®154 ®181
* 7 Sep 1652 - sold his house and land in East Haven and joined about 20 families from Southhampton, LI under the leadership of Rev. Pierson and a group of families from Wethersfield led by Samuel Swaine ®180 ®181
* May 1653 - represented Branford at the General Court in New Haven ®180 ®181
* 1656 - Ironworks joint venture of John Winthrop Jr., Jasper Crane and others (located between Branford & New Haven)
* 1658 - elected a magistrate of the New Haven Colony, served for 5 years ®180
* 1662 - New Haven and Connecticut Colonies were united ®180
* 1664/5 - Jasper Crane chosen Justice of the County Court at New Haven and served as a Magistrate to the Connecticut Colony from New Haven ®180
* 1665/7 - continued as assistant or Magistrate for the Connecticut Colony ®180
* 1665 - Jasper was member of committee of safety to protect colony against DeRuyter, the Dutch admiral ®101
* Spring 1666 - Robert Treat led 41 families from New Haven Colony to "New Milford" - Jasper's son, Azariah, was in this first group (now Newark, NJ) ®101
* 20 Jan 1667 - signed Newark 1st Church document ®155
* 6 Feb 1667 - drew home lot #49 ®180
* Spring 1667 - Jasper Crane, Rev. Pierson, Samuel Swaine and 20 more families arrive in "New Milford" (now Newark, NJ) ®180
* 20 May 1668 - on committee to determine dividing line between Newark and Elizabeth Town ®181
* 1668/69 - Jasper Crane and Robert Treat were first Magistrates of Newark ®180
* 1668/70 - represented Newark in the New Jersey General Assembly ®180
* 28 Jul 1669 - Jasper and Robert Treat were sent to "York" as Newark's representatives ®181
* 13 May 1672 - Jasper and Lt. Swain were chosen as Newark's representatives to discuss matters of safety for the country ®181
* 17 Jun 1672 - chosen Magistrate and President of the Quarterly Court ®181
* 1673 - obtained permission to make and sell spirits ®180
* 1673 - chosen a Magistrate under the short resumption of Dutch rule ®180
* 1 Jul 1673 - on committee (Crane, Bond, Swain, Kitchell, Lyon) to send petition to Lord Proprietors in England ®181
* 1673- on committee to secure the "Neck" to add to the possessions of Newark ®180
* 26 May 1673 - drew lot #100 of 100 acres ®180
* 25 Aug 1675 - 168 acres in 13 parcels including 20 acres at the head of Second River (Toney's Brook?) ®180
* 1675 - chosen as a Deputy to the assembly and a Magistrate in Newark ®180
* 1 Oct 1678 - wrote his will
* 25 Oct 1681 - died in ®Newark ®154 ®155

Reference Note 62
The History of Newark, NJ by Joseph Atkinson, 1878
Reference Note 85
Paul Burnett
1100 Pacific Marina, Slip #401
Alameda, CA 94501
510-37-9502
http://www.garlic.com/~pburnett/genealog.htm
Reference Note 101
Rockaway Records of Morris Co., NJ
by Joseph Percy Crayon 1902

Reference Note 103

The New Haven Colony, Yale Press 1934
MacBeath Calder

Reference Note 151

The National Cyclopedia of American Biography, Vol. XXXIII, James T. White Co., NY 1947

Reference Note 152

History of Van Wert & Mercert Counties, Ohio, 1882

Sunday, December 4, 2011

Christmas From Our European Homelands. Dec. 4

From the Fortress of Solitude
Pleasant Grove

Hello All,
Throughout the month of December "An American Dynasty" will present great Christmas music from our European homelands. Today, in honor of our German ancestors, we enjoy Jauchzet Frohlocket by Johann Sebastian Bach from his Christmas Oratorio sung from by Tomanerchor of St. Thomas Lutheran Church, Leipzig, Germany.



Tomanerchor finishes this German post with Maria Durch Ein Dornwald Ging.



Happy Christmas

Sunday, November 27, 2011

Margaret Miller, Our 9th Great Grandmother, Died at Sea. (Williamson Line)


From the Fortress of Solitude
Pleasant Grove,

Hello Williamsons!
A cold fall day in Utah Valley. We are grateful the strong winds that hit much of southern California and northern Utah spared us. The weather in Utah Valley is usually quiet boring year round, which is how you want your weather.

Today we learn about our 9th Great Grandmother Margaret Miller (Muller). We begin with the Relationship Chart, a new feature I've discovered on Ancestry.com. I'm spared the tedious typing of every name down to my generation.

RELATIONSHIP CHART

Johann Michael MULLER
(1702 - 1753)
is your 10th great grandfather

Daughter of Johann Michael. Margaret died on May 10, 1773 on the ship Brittania while crossing the Atlantic Ocean. She was married to Michael Kieffer.
James Peter, Master, from Rotterdam, last from Cowes. 250 passengers.



Son of Margaret

Son of Jacob

Son of Hans Leonhardt

Daughter of Johann Caspar

Son of Anna Maria Margretha
Daughter of Abraham
Daughter of Arabella
Son of Margaret Ann
Son of William Jonathan
Son of Charles
You are the son of Charles

You'll notice that our 9th Great Grandmother Margaret died during the Atlantic crossing in 1773.
Her death is listed as May 10th. The ship Brittania docked in Pennsylvania in September of that same year. This means their crossing lasted at least 5 months! One can only imagine their hardships on such journeys.

The following information makes an excellent read to understand the terrible trails our ancestors faced when crossing the Atlantic.






















































The following excerpt from Pennsylvania Germans, A Persistent Minority by William T. Parsons is posted for its excellent discussion of conditions confronting early 18th century German immigrants on the voyage to America and upon arrival at the Port of Philadelphia. It is probable that these or similar conditions were experienced by our Miller (Muller) immigrant ancestors.
Large numbers of prospective migrants to America met at Rotterdam, a site very suitable for travelers who had come down the Rhine from their towns and farms upstream. The Neckar River valley had been home for many of them. Rotterdam was a sizable flourishing trade center, one of the two major shipping centers in the Low Countries. In many ways, Rotterdam was the typical trading port of its time. Cluttered dock and shipping facilities and bustling street markets with crowded living quarters were an indication of its prosperous condition. The addition of thousands of Germans, fleeing from districts their families had inhabited for generations, placed a great strain on the city. Merchants and shippers looked upon them as living cargo, to be accommodated the same way any cargo was.

Germans found the surroundings strange yet congenial, although for most of them this was merely a stopping place on the way to America. Some remained in Rotterdam, becoming a part of the varied population of that trading center; but most of the Rhineland travelers, on their way to the promise of the New World, found it too commercial or too worldly. The little substance that these poor wanderers had gathered for the voyage to America was dissipated by even a brief spell in or near the port. Many who left their German homes in a solvent financial condition departed Rotterdam without any funds (and very few goods) at all.

From the several detailed accounts of the ocean crossing which have come down to us, it seems quite evident that the voyage was the chief hazard or obstacle of the flight from Europe to America. Many who had never sailed before crowded the small vessels with poor sailors and rotten accommodations. They lived for six to eight weeks in cramped space on board, holding fast to the trunks, chests or baggage which contained all their worldly wealth. They were fortunate to find deck space.

Many of the families on their way to Pennsylvania were crowded onto ships that carried double the number of passengers the vessels could theoretically accommodate. In those cramped and crowded conditions, numerous passengers died at sea. So extensive was the list of casualties that ship captains finally settled upon a formula on how to avoid an excessive number of deaths which reduced their cargo. Occasionally fatalities also made them subject to quarantine regulations in the American ports. They agreed (and by the 1740s made it part of the verbal contract with prospective passengers) that the halfway point of the voyage was the critical time. If a passenger died before the vessel had traveled half the distance to Pennsylvania, then the captain would bear the expense and the corpse was reckoned as no fare. If, on the other hand a passenger died after the halfway point of the voyage, then his family must pay full fare to America, even though he was buried at sea.

Various accounts of the passage have survived, leaving a literature of frustration and suffering. Few of the accounts make the experience appear pleasurable; most of them summarize weeks and months of hardship and deprivation. One such description by John George Jungmann of a sea voyage of the ship Love and Unity, in the years 1731-32, relates the problems in detail. Originating at Rotterdam the vessel made port in Falmouth, adding supplies and food there. Twelve days out of Falmouth, the captain declared half the journey had been completed; five months later, the ship had not yet sighted land in America, but after nearly six months on the high seas, they came ashore at Martha's Vineyard. The emaciated passengers told tales of intense suffering. After eight weeks their bread and water had to be rationed, but during the last six weeks before Christmas, no bread ration was distributed and water was apportioned at a pint per family per day. Ship rats sold at a shilling sixpence and mice at sixpence each, when available. Deaths on this terrible voyage ran exceptionally high. Only four dozen persons reached American soil of an original passenger list of one hundred fifty-six. Barely forty, represented by a mere thirteen heads of families, eventually reached the original destination of Philadelphia, and that by the compassion of a Quaker master who happened upon them at Boston. The survivors claimed the only final choice they had was mutiny, whereby they forced the ship to make a landfall.

Ordinarily, for a six- to eight-week voyage, the captain's costs were modest. To feed hundreds of passengers cost him a few pennies per week. In return for the food he supplied, the master was ordinarily well reimbursed. Cash customers paid from three to five pounds when they landed. In 1750 adults paid ten pounds for passage. Ten to 20 percent of the passengers paid cash fares. Time of the year, conditions in Rotterdam, and the particular individuals transported determined passenger distribution. Prospective employers (or occasionally, prospective husbands) bought up indentures or contracts of the remaining mature arrivals, at profits which exceeded the cash fares for the masters or ship captains. Underage passengers without families were nearly always apprenticed or bound out. Philadelphia ship captains late in the 1740s generally agreed that human cargo was more profitable that cloth or hemp. Many captains could scarcely restrain themselves as the shipped from Rotterdam with a 100 percent overload of such human cargo.

The ocean passage required six weeks under favorable conditions, but even then preliminaries at Rotterdam and Cowes added days or weeks to the voyage. Debarkation at Philadelphia was sometimes delayed because of wind and tide, or due to mercantile or port requirements and official red tape. Food consumption from the traveler's own stock was apportioned for a six weeks' crossing. When that was gone, they subsisted on meager rations from the ship's stores, at inflated prices. Occasional suffering from storm delays or navigational miscalculations, as described above, affected both crew and passengers, but especially the latter.

Journey's end caused loud celebrations and extended rejoicing among the weary passengers. Those who had, weeks earlier, given up all hope of ever reaching port, now offered up thanks to God for their safe arrival after their journey across "the very big sea." Even the broad Delaware River reminded many of them of the familiar Rhine River in its lower reaches, broad, smooth-flowing, and bordered by impressive natural growth on both banks, with occasional dwellings and out-buildings visible.

Read more: http://www.delmars.com/family/migration.htm


The Following are two descriptions of Germans arriving in Pennsylvania after a harrowing journey across the Atlantic.

In a letter sent by Christoph Sauer of Germantown to friends in Wittgenstein who were eagerly awaiting news of several emigrants form Elsoff. Sauer wrote: “The Elsoffers have not yet arrived. Everybody wonders where their ship I, and besides that vessel, 3 to 4 ships with people are still expected. According to all reports, they have been at sea now for a quarter of a year.” As to the vessels that had come in, Sauer remarked: “The throngs of people who let themselves be seduced this year to come into the country are raising much lament here. Besides, as so many hundreds died from sickness aboard ships at sea, the survivors, if there is any left of a family, must pay or go into service which causes so much indigence and privation among a people which is hard to describe. This ship lost near 160 persons, and another one that arrived the day before, more than 150, and on one that came in the following day, only 13 healthy people are said to remain. Still another one arrived meanwhile on which out of 300 freights only 50 are left. Most of them died from dysentery, head sickness and violent fever also some captains and many seamen. Altogether of 15 passenger ships only 2 seem to have arrived with people tolerably healthy and well.”

Harrowing were the experiences of people who risked their lives and property to cross the Atlantic Ocean from Europe to America during the Sixteenth to Eighteenth Centuries. The season for passage began in early May and ended in late October with each westerly voyage from England requiring at least seven to eight weeks with good tail winds, and often ten to twelve weeks if the winds were not favorable. A typical journey for refugees fleeing religious persecution in Europe or indentured servants contracting years of labor for the cost of passage would often begin in Rotterdam or Amsterdam and then proceed to England for supplies.

Sailing Ship
18th Century Sailing Ship
Accommodations were sparse. Personal living space was limited to just barely enough room for a person to lay down to sleeping. Most ships would dock in England for several days while cargo and provisions were loaded. Passengers would spend money or eat some of what little food they had brought for the journey, only to later discover on the open sea that those few morsels would have eased the hunger that will haunt them for most of the voyage. Far too many people did not realize, nor were they prepared for the actual degree of human misery that lay before them. Sailing vessels of this period were grossly unsanitary because of the accumulation of repeated vomitings, dysentery, sweat, mildew, and rot. The lower decks were usually filled with stench. People suffered from ill preserved food stores, constipation, headaches, infestations of lice, a multitude of maladies resulting from impure water, and of course the ubiquitous affliction of seasickness. Add to this the emotional fatigue of unrelenting weather conditions such as cold, dampness, heat, and storms that would rage for days. Passengers were repeatedly thrown against each other in step with the rhythmic pounding of each wave. Homesickness began to plague many because they remembered all too well the comfort of even the most humble dwelling. So bad did the conditions become after many weeks, that people longed to be home, if even to sleep in a barnyard. Psychological factors then begin to play through manifestations of impatience and unceasing frustration. Curses and threats of harm were frequently exchanged, and occasionally tensions escalated into brawls, even between members of the same family. They cursed and berated each other. Stole from one another. Constant anxiety for life and safety began to turn into hopelessness,


This is another description of the terrors of the Atlantic crossing

The Migration and Expansion of the Brethren in America
Written by
Ronald J. Gordon
http://www.cob-net.org/america.htm#atlantic
Death was a steadfast companion of both passengers and crew for many would perish. Burial at sea can be an especially difficult and trying experience. One does not have the expected proper time for remorse because the body must be cast overboard in a short period of time. The sea does not allow family members to return to an exact spot in order to grieve as is true of a land based cemetery where people can repeatedly return, where flowers can serve as a visible closure, and the certainty that graves usually remain unmolested. Death at sea can be a cruel experience. You cannot return. There is the haunting reality that the body will probably be eaten. Family members reproach each other for persuading them to make the journey. Wives reproached their husbands for children that were lost. Husbands lamented most piteously for convincing their family to make the journey. Children bemoaned parents for their helplessness. Witness accounts record unbelievable despair and misery. As more and more people die, it becomes almost impossible to console the relatives.

"Many hundred people necessarily die and perish in such misery, and must be cast into the sea, which drives their relatives or those that persuaded them to undertake the journey, to such despair that it is almost impossible to pacify or console them. In a word the sighing and crying and lamenting on board the ship continues day and night, so as to cause the hearts of even the most hardened to bleed when they hear it."

On the Misfortune of Indentured Servants, Gottlieb Mittelberger, 1754.

Holiday Greetings from the Hastie Family, Our 3rd Cousins (Vercellino Line).

From the Fortress of Solitude
Pleasant Grove

Hello Williamsons / Vercellinos!
Today we get to wear our Vercellino family caps and meet our 3rd cousins. David Hastie found us through this blog and made contact. In his last email he sent a family picture for the blog.

We begin with our Relationship Chart to help you see how we are related through the Vercellino line.
Relationship Chart
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The Hastie children (Diane, David and Suzanne) are our 3rd cousins. Their father Robert is our 2nd cousin once removed. Robert is Dad's (Charles Williamson's) 2nd cousin. We are all the Great Great Grandchildren of Giovanni Vercellino and Catterina Gianetto.

I am always on the search for relatives both alive and deceased. Particularly I'm searching for our Vercellino ancestors here in America and in Italy. Please send an email introducing yourself if you have stumbled across this blog and see a relationship or have information on our Vercellino family.

Simply,
Victor

TheThe Hastie Family. Christmas 2009

Front Row (left to right)
Antonia Stahlbuhk (Grandaughter). Robert Hastie (Father). Betty Lu Haake Hastie (Mother). Diane Hastie Hoover (daughter). Suzanne Hastie Stahlbuhk (daughter).

Back Row (left to right)
Heidi (Joshua's Fiance). Robert Hoover (Diane's Husband). Birger Stahlbuhk (Suzanne's Husband). Joshua Hoover (son of Diane and Bob). David Hastie (son). Thomas Stahlbuhk (Suzanne's son).

In his email David wrote:
Enclosed is our family picture of John and Mabel's only son Robert Benjamin Hastie born in Lead SD 24 April 1924. All alive and doing fine this season.

Our family is fine with posting the attached copy of our family under the Vercellino listing. I've also contacted other Vercellinos: Carol (Srack) teaching high school in TX and Dave both graduates of TA&MU, and Susan Vercellino a screen writer in Santa Monica CA. She co-wrote Quiet Cool. I've directed them to your website and I hope they will get in touch.


I also have other family pictures and items to post for Vercellino/ Hastie/ etc. Note that our Hastie line goes back to Pehr (Pietari or Peter) HASTI who died in Tervola, Finland. He was possibly from Kemi and was a horse trader. Youngest son Matti born in Tervola 1835 and I have so much more... I need to show this site to parents and be able to load stuff onto the blog. Not sure the connection with the Hastie in the British Islands, but must read and research more. Please pass a copy to Leslie and Evelyn Configliacco and the Hastie's wish them Happy Holidays. We don't get back to the Hills much.

With Love to all -
David John Hastie

Saturday, November 26, 2011

Great Grandmother Ida Tornberg's Home in Karungi, Sweden.

From the Fortress of Solitude
Pleasant Grove

Hello All,
Today two pictures from a cousin living in Sweden. The first is a picture of the Tornberg House in Karungi. This was most likely the home of our Great Grandmother Ida Tornberg before she immigrated to the United States near the turn of the Century.


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The home is no longer there. According to our cousin Vigert, there is a new Tornberg home sitting on this site occupied by our third cousins.

The home you see below is a home built at the same time as the original Tornberg home and still standing next door.
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Simply,
Victor

Friday, November 25, 2011

Our Williamson Thanksgiving. 2011

From the Fortress of Solitude
Pleasant Grove

Hello All,
It was a very Williamson Thanksgiving. Kinsfolk arrived from all parts of the big woods to celebrate the gathered harvest, meet the new offspring, compare aches and pains, enjoy Grandma's newest remedies from the still down by the draw, shoot up the neighbor's fence posts, reminisce about loved ones who've gone to Jesus and pray for those whom we are mighty sure haven't.


I had my secretary type formal invitations to Autumn and Derek's "A Thanksgiving With All the Trimmins" for those in the family who could read and who had access to the mail. Sometimes the mailman can't get to the dark side of the woods on account of treacherous mountain roads this time of year. Others in our extended family who find reading a challenge got a simple postcard (shown below) with Autumn's telephone number (Filmore 3-4710) written on the back. A picture of someone dialing a phone printed on the back of the post card was their clue to call the family Hot Line Answering Machine the next time they could get to a phone.



The day before Thanksgiving Uncle Brandon and Aunt Monica's oldest boy sharpened an axe and went out searching for the Tom Turkey. Cameron had been learned well by Brandon on the proper method of killin a Tom Turkey. He hid the weapon of Tom's demise behind his back until he was close enough to grab the bird and administer the fatal blows.

"The boy made us proud," Brandon said. "He done well."

"That boy is a credit to his upbringing and he's got book smarts. You should see him do his ciphers," Monica added as she plucked the bird and admired her son as he stood near the pantry counting cans.


Some members of the family arrived by train. Forrest learned to drive a few years back and got to use the pick up and go down to the station to fetch them to Autumn and Derek's. We passed the hat during the meal and collected enough money to help cover the gas. Forrest was appreciative.


Autumn was a bit ruffled tryin to get the cabin ready for company and all. Derek pondered her problem and wouldn't you know, conjured up a solution within half an hour. He went and fetched the neighbor's two eldest and paid them both a nickel to help get the washing and iron done. Autumn was appreciative.

"If a man can't spare a dime to lighten his wife's load then he ain't much of a man," Derek boasted during the meal when Grandma Luella landed on the fact that the table clothes were so nicely pressed.

Knowing the Clan would be gathering at their home, Derek and Autumn decided to upgrade their facilities. The days of running outside to take care of your business were over.

The former Turley facilities before the upgrade.

The new facilities

"Gettin use to the smell is the hardest thing about having yer facilities inside the house," Derek confessed. Autumn makes me hang a red sock on a nail she drove into the bathroom door whenever I use the facilities. I'm suppose to take it down in 30 minutes but keep forgettin."

Derek pulled me aside before everyone arrived.

"You've had one of these for awhile, right?" he asked.

"Nearly twenty years," I answered.

"Ya think this plummin will be up to the load?" He looked worried.

"Our kin don't know about yer new facilities," I reminded him. "They know that if they have to go they'll be usin the outhouse. They'll be sure to go before they leave."

"Yer right. I rarely use someone else's. My ma says I'm bladder shy," Derek confessed.

"Yer ma is a smart woman."

"That she is. That she is."


Uncle Steve and Aunt Janice were the first to arrive at Autumn and Derek's. There is one thing you can be sure of - Steve and Janice are always the first to arrive when a meal is in the offering.

Their eldest Nicole and her husband stayed with Autumn and Derek. Janice and Steve have seven daughters. A few are married off. The others are either too young or ain't interested at the moment.

"We keep makin matches but them girls ain't bitin," Steve said while bouncing his new baby grandson on his knee. We're pondering offering a dowry to move the older ones along. Anything that will take a few plates off the dinner table will help Janice. She's been feelin mighty poorly lately." Janice looked confused, pulled on Steve's sleeve and pointed to the room we sat in.

"I done told you we are at Autumn and Derek's house, now don't make me have ta tell ya again. It's an embarrassment," he said as he checked to see if the boy's diaper was soiled.


"I done got me a sword," Ammon showed off his glow in the dark sword. I realized at once it was no sword at all. I could tell by the shape of the handle. It was one of them Tridents you see the Greek Gods carrin around.

"Ammon, don't you know you ain't got no sword. That there is a Tri-dent. I'm figuring ya kill fish with it." I demonstrated by stabbing he boy with it in the shoulder. He still looked confused.

I noticed his ma was standing nearby. "Ashley, ain't you learned this boy of your's nothin?" Ashley shrugged her shoulders wondering what I was on about.

"What don't he know?" she asked.

"He don't know what a Tri-dent is."

"Oh Lord give me strength, I don't even know what a Tri-dent is," she answered. "How is knowin that gonna put food on the table?"


Little London was so proud of her new Calico dress and was showing it off to everyone as they arrived. She was also happy because her Uncle Steve had just bought her a bag of Starbusts.


Later in the afternoon London nearly got a wippin with a willow switch for messin around in the dirt in her new Calico dress. Autumn explained to her that Calico wasn't cheap.

"My momma would have locked me in the root cellar for a week If I had gone and done what you did when I was little," Autumn explained. London wasn't bothered. She knew they didn't have a root cellar. Autumn thought for a moment. In the corner of the yard sat the two maiden aunts Dorkis and Della Williamson. They despise children, finding them a burden on patience and entirely untrustworthy in the bathroom.


"Look yonder," Autumn said pointing to Aunts Dorkis and Della. "You get your nice Sunday Meetin' dress dirty again and I'm sending you to live with Aunt Dorkis and Della!"

London sobbed uncontrollably.

"Can't you quiet that child?" Dorkis demanded with a scowl while pulling her scented handkerchief up to her nose as if the very sound of London's crying soured the air.

Della nodded. "Monstrous children. Oh and when you're finished with her, come and get this one." Della pointed to the animal pen in the far corner of the yard.


Autumn looked over and saw young Enoch peering out through the bars.

"He used my dress as a depository for his nasal drippings," Della explained. The crow squawked. "No No Abner. Leave the boy be."

"Squawk!"

"How many more of the young ins' have you got locked up?" Autumn asked.


"Well, there's that one over there," Dorkis pointed toward the clothes line to the side of the cabin. "There is no redemption for the parents that produced that monstrosity."

"Yes sister, the spawn of Satan."

Autumn unpinned young cousin Ned, took him to the well and washed both he and London from head to toe. Dorkis and Della watched with satisfaction as young Foxton emerged from the cabin on the hunt for adventure.

"Squawk," questioned Abner.

"Yes, Abner. This one, but remember, spare the eyes."


The Fortesque Family live Next door to Autumn and Derek. Notice their curtains are drawn. This is the side of their home facing the Turley's. The children are forbidden to play on that side of the house.


Both the Fortesques and the The Williamson's (in all their variations) enjoyed a well cooked meal at 3:30 P.M. While the adults sat in the great room......


........the children had their own room. Wait, where are the children?


Little Martha was upstairs in London's room. She and London disagree over who can play with who's dolls every time the family gathers. Martha was determined to put an end to it once and for all.


Cousin Hank was released from county supervised care to enjoy Thanksgiving with the family. He quietly escaped the child's room and was found in the garage looking for spiders. It's good to see his eyebrows are growing back from his last altercation with a Daddy Long Leg.


Little Enoch was still in the pen. Out of sight and out of mind. He wasn't too bothered. He knew there would be sweet potatoes lurking on his plate and he hated sweet potatoes.


Young cousin Wilbur was found having a conversation with a new friend he'd just met at the end of the bedroom hallway.

"That boy is rude," he explained to his mother. "He won't let me get a word in edgewise."


London and Cannon escaped from the meal when no one was watching. London, fearful she would be adopted out to her two Great Aunts for messing up her new Calico dress, convinced cousin Cannon to take her far away. They jumped into the backyard "Imaginary All In One".

"Garbble, bubble Jibberish," Cannon said (Translation. "Fasten your seat belt. This get away might be a bit bumpy")


Cousin Eugenia, not one to miss a great meal, left the child's table to save a few of London's dolls from the clutches of Cousin Martha. Once the dolls were hidden, she returned to the table to enjoy what was left on her plate, and her cousin's plates as well. She is definitely a Williamson.




The rest of the cousins, nieces and nephews were outside watching Abner the crow have his way with young Foxton. It was a gruesome spectacle and a great diversion for Aunt's Dorkis and Della. It gave the adults extra time to visit in piece and quiet.



Grandma Kim enjoyed her meal, making sure not to leave a thing on her plate. Grandma Kim is the oldest child of Luella and Charles and the one with the most Grandchildren.

"Why they keep comin and comin," she replied when asked how many she had. "How's a Grandma suppose to keep up. My these candy yams are a true delight."


Between helpings, Grandma Kim let the food digest by doing Grandbaby lifts. Up goes one then up goes the other.

"Grandbaby lifting is an excellent way to burn off those stuffing calories," she said breathlessly.

"Are they both yours?" I asked.

"J.D. Darling. Are these two ours?" Grandpa J.D. shrugged his shoulders, hesitant to step away from the serving table and have a look, having been given strict instructions by Grandma Kim to be seen and not heard.


Not to be outdone. Grandma Janice kept looking over at the serving table to see how often Kim returned for second and third helpings. She matched every helping and then some. Occasionally she leaned over to her husband to whisper. And every time he responded the same way, "Autumn and Derek's."


Grandpa J.D. was allowed to eat in the serving area. Normally Kim makes him take his meals outside when the family gets together. J.D. didn't abuse the privilege. In fact, Kim was so impressed with his behavior she told him he might get to eat indoors at Christmas for the first time since 1988.

J.D. is awesome and the perfect companion for Grandma Kim.



Grandpa Steve wasn't a stranger in the kitchen. He jumped right in without being asked to contribute to the combined effort of feeding the 5000.


Great Aunt Esmeralda wasn't allowed anywhere near the table. Kim insisted she eat outdoors. She stood near the window and watched the festivities from outside. She is use to having her tea and smokes outside as is evident by her worn appearance. We all wish Aunt Lisa was there to keep her company. Lisa and Esmeralda are two peas in a pod and get along quite nicely.


Great Grandmother Luella was in excellent spirits. Crowds aren't a bother to this mother, Grandmother and Great Grandmother as long as you turn a blind eye to the Pepsi can she keeps nearby.

"Grandma, What you got in that can of yours?" asked one of the sons in law. "You always got a can of something where ever you go."

"Just something to keep me regular." Her speech was slurred as she tapped her forefinger to the side of her nose.


Later in the evening we gathered all the grandkids together in the front room and arranged them in order of height.


"Grandma Luella. it's time honey," Grandma Kim escorted her mother to a nice comfortable chair in the front room. "Its time to name all your grandkids by memory. Start at the top and work your way down."

Every year at Thanksgiving, Luella's two eldest have Power of Attorney papers drawn up. T he papers are put away if she passes the Grandchild test. If not, we step in and start thinking for her. Luckily she passed giving us pause to celebrate. Great Grandmother is certified functional and aware of her surroundings.

"I thought for sure this was the year we had her," Grandma Kim confided to me. "Did you hear what she said to everyone that passed the serving table?" I nodded.

"Did you get a slice of that Honey Baked Ham? What do you think of that Honey baked ham? Wasn't that ham delicious? Did you know what I had to spend on that Honey Baked Ham? It was $60.00. Imagine that!"

I agreed. Luella was a bit 'over the top' about the ham.

"I didn't year you bragging about the brand name cranberries you brought." Kim remembered.

"I'm not one to boast about sacrifice," I said humbly.

Pictures were mandatory before everyone left for home.

Kai, Aspen and Cannon

Enoch, Jace and Foxton

Alivia and Stevie

Jordan and Baby #623-67-7706. The baby had yet to be churched blessed and given a name so we knew it only by its number. The baby blessing was conducted later in the evening in the Turley living room where the name of Kellen Scott Tolley was given to the joy of all gathered.


Amber with new niece Naomi

Brock sees his wife googling over her new infant neice. Yes, that is a worried look on his face.

And finally brothers (yes they are brothers so don't read anything else into this picture) Brock and Chaz Bodily with cousin Lydia.


At the end of the day, we had a nice neighborhood send off as our families left Autumn and Derek's for home. It was a great Thanksgiving. Here's hoping yours was as as forgiving.

Simply,
Victor