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My Dear Grandfather wrote his Family History on the outer pages of a book he gave me. Not until years later did I understand what I had on these pages. Children were rasied & got my first computer. And that started my long research into my families history. What a wonderful gift he give me! And with such kind people on the Internet that have help me with my search!!|
I am PLEASED to say I have found long lost cousin, I guess God has picked me to do this search for my family, so my children, G-children can know them. I'm researching, Hawkins, Hubbell,Miller Cannon,Snow, Wheeler,True, Alander.
"Love is the spirit that motivates the artist's jouney"!~Eric Maisel~
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Hello, i see you are researching the hawkins family. John Quincy Adams Hawkins was Arthurs son and married my gg grandmother Harriet Alger.
|Ellaine Goodall||Zerubabble Snow|
I thought this might be of interest...
A VOICE OUT OF THE DUST
As I began to delve deeper into the line of John Mack Beebe and Abigail Sawyer, I found, in the town of East Charleston, Vermont, a family of ten children by the name of Lang, each of them born to Jacob Hurd Lang and Sarah Sherburne. Two of these children, Caroline Salter Lang and Samuel Sherburne Lang, had married into the John Mack Beebe family, Caroline marrying John Washington Beebe and Samuel marrying Diana Cynthia Beebe. As a result of the coincidence of finding Bruce MacWilliams—also a descendent of John Mack Beebe—I was led to a book in the New Hampshire Historical Society's Tuck Library compiled by Henry Winthrop Hardon and entitled Robert Lang of Portsmouth, New Hampshire. This book constituted a wealth of information on the Jacob Hurd Lang family, there being, first, a notation that Susan Salter Lang, Jacob's second child, had married one Zerubbabel Snow. In addition, it stated that Charlotte Lang, the third child, had married a George Dorr (in East Charleston) and was living in the early 1830's near Palmyra in a village known as Mendon, New York—which at that time, was also the home of a Saint by the name of Brigham Young who would one day come to be known as the "American Moses".
With this information in hand, I set out to trace Susan and Charlotte Lang. On the Internet, I began looking into the town of Mendon and much to my total amazement, with possibly the hand of Elijah directing mine, the name of Charlotte Lang along with her burial location—a part of Mendon called Honeoye Falls—came scrolling across the screen!! This led me to the historian for the town of Mendon, one Diane Ham. Deeply into Mendon's early history, Diane had learned that after the death of Charlotte Lang, George Dorr had moved to Grass Lake, Michigan.
With this piece of information in my possession, I called the town offices of Grass Lake and asked for the person in charge of cemeteries. As a result of this phone call, I learned that a grandson of George Dorr's lived in Grass Lake. Since George Dorr's grandson was a good friend of the lady in charge of cemeteries, this kind lady—perhaps unknowingly touched by the Spirit—felt comfortable about providing me with the grandson's phone number. After obtaining this information, with much jubilation, I now called a fellow genealogical researcher in Utah, Elaine Speakman, also researching the Lang family, and told her of my findings. We talked for close to an hour. I told Elaine that although finding this grandson was a fortuitous occurrence, the grandson was not returning my phone calls. We concluded that it was beginning to look as if the grandson was not going to be the solution to any of our "brick walls"—and we ended the conversation a bit discouraged.
I had no more than hung up the phone when it began to ring. I can still remember the "off" sound of that ring—more like a wake-up call and to some extent a bit jarring. I hastily picked up the phone. A lady's voice told me that she was calling from Leavenworth, Kansas. Introducing herself as Sally Dorr Hatcher, great-great-granddaughter of George Dorr, she said that her brother in Grass Lake had called to let her know that I was researching Charlotte Lang and George Dorr. Wow! A living granddaughter—in Kansas of all places!
As Sally Dorr Hatcher and I began comparing notes and names one could sense that more recollections were beginning to come into the recesses of her mind—coupled possibly with the presence of the Spirit of Elijah—and she said…
"I seem to recall that I have an old letter in my attic from a man named Snow,
written to my grandfather George Dorr…."
Ecstatic—this word does not begin to describe my feelings at that moment! Sally located the letter, e-mailing me the following day to tell me that she had found it and was mailing me a photocopy. Within the pages of this letter, written in 1842, Zerubbabel Snow speaks touchingly of his love for Susan Lang and of his unmitigated grief at losing her a mere thirteen days after she had given birth to a daughter, "her only babe". He then goes on to tell how, in memory of his beloved Susan, he names their daughter Susan Lizette. Further research yielded the fact that this very Susan Lizette Snow eventually married Orson Pratt, Jr., son of Orson Pratt, Sr., a missionary companion of Susan Lizette's uncle, Lyman E. Johnson, one of the original twelve apostles of the Mormon Church!
Finding this old and yellowed letter provided, in a miraculous manner, much sought after and until then unrecorded genealogical data—genealogical data which was thought to have been lost but had somehow survived over one hundred and sixty years of travel through the hot and dusty attics from Michigan to Kansas and points in-between…
The real miracle, however, lies embedded in the myriad of people, places, circumstances and events—spread over a number of Divinely directed years—which culminated in yet another manifestation of the ancient prophecy found in Malachi. As this ancient prophecy has played out these thousands of years later, it is as if a voice has risen out of the dusty attics of time, a voice which once again speaks to us out of that dust—
Canton, Stark Co. Ohio
March 9, 1842
Brother George [Dorr],
Sir your favor of the 13th of Feb. last came to hand yesterday though not without first being remitted to Grass Lake, in answer to which I will say first that I have not to my recollection received a line from you but that I have immediately answered, nor have I learned any thing from you for several years although I have taken much trouble to learn where you were. I supposed that you went to Michigan & the reason that I have not written to you before is because I knew not where to direct the letter. I wrote twice to Cynthia Lang [sister to Susan (Lang) Snow who is Zerubbabel Snow's wife] last year and she wrote to me twice and said she knew not where you were living & desired me to inform her if I knew. Sarah [wife of Lyman Eugene Johnson and also a sister to Susan S. Lang Snow] lives in the Davenport Iowa Territory and was well the last time I heard from her. Father Lang [Jacob Hurd Lang—father of Cynthia E., Susan S., Sarah A. and Charlotte Lang] some two years since went to Charleston Vermont to his family and was there last summer. About my religious sintiments [sic] I can safely say that, of all the religious doctrines of the day, that Mormonism is preferable, though some see many things objectionable in it. I now believe that an honest man is the noblest work of God. A little history of myself may be interesting to you, so I will cheerfully give it. I continued to preach till the fall of 1835, when I found Susan a-pining away under it and sickening, praying upon her sister [Sarah A. (Lang) Johnson also living in the Kirtland area]& I had made myself poor, so that I had no victuals to cook and no kettle to cook it in and no clothes to wear and no room to put them on in. Then I went about a-living @ the top of the heap. I entered into a speculation in 1836 and made about, as I thought, $1800, which sharpened my teeth and made me rather complacent, whereat I dipped in again and lost what I had made, which again reduced my corpulency. I then went to my books—as you know, I always was a book worm—and in Oct. of 1839 I became a member of the Ohio Judiciary, and since that time I have been some of the time mewing like a cat and some time growling like a dog with a sore head … or any thing to cause the troubling of waters. But as you said you had become a polititian [sic], I hope you are not a bank-bought British yellowbelly Aristocratic Whig or wig or pig or some such name; if you are, by the life of the Pasha, I will -----you. I will now tell you of my real misfortune, as I suppose, by reading your letter, you have not heard of me. It is one year ago this week that Susan was confined with her first child----it was a little daughter----she survived it only thirteen days when she died, leaving me with her only little babe. She underwent every thing for the last seven days and her misery only ended when she ceased to breathe. Her loss to me was a great loss----she proved a wife that was seldom or never surpassed in housewifery. This dispensation of divine providence was more deeply and sensibly felt by me than all other things put together, & I knew not until then her real merits. But she has gone, I hope, to a better world, & I am left to mourn her loss. I now have not manhood enough to write this with composure, notwithstanding it has been so long since her death & I have in some degree repaired the breach by getting married again to a young, healthy, and as I believe virtuous lady by the name of Mary Augusta Hawkins. But George, a Susan or a Charlotte [deceased wife of George Dorr and a sister to Susan Lang] is seldom found. Now my pecuniary matters are at present rather low, being caused chiefly by extra expenses in taking care of my babe & Susan's sickness & burial, & I had some months after her death a fit of sickness which brought me to the verge of death. I was with much care and expense able to raise my little daughter who is very healthy and a source of comfort to me. I named her after her mother Susan. [After] getting married again and changing my residence—and all in something short of a year—which has drawn rather hard upon my scanty income—I am to commence keeping house again the first of April, next, & I hope by then to recruit a little. You are not to understand by this that I am actually in want, for it is not the case.
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|Bonnie Dilworth||RE: Emma Randa|
You are very welcome! Now, Stay out of the heat!!
|chrissie ybanez||Olive Lawn Memorial Park|
I was wondering if there was a way I could find if there is James Mathews (1871-1954)n his wife Martha Young Mathews(1870-1951) buried there? I just heard they were buried around Los Angelos area and there is Olive in the cemetery name. Thank you
|JIT||RE: William Irwin|
I don't believe this William Irwin is my relative. Thank you for the note though.
Added by JIT on Jun 04, 2011 7:40 AM
Do you know if your William Irwin had any siblings? If so, who are they? I've been trying to find my father's uncle who was William Frank Irwin & he went by Frank, born October 23, 1985 and died in 1964. We never knew him to have a wife or family, but that's not out of the realm of possibility. I look forward to your reply.
Added by JIT on Mar 08, 2010 9:35 PM
Your very welcome. Karen
Awesome, thanks! I will go thru my PAF and figure out who some of the people are that you mentioned and will email you later on and send you some stuff. Thanks again! Nice to chat with ya!
|Mary Andersen||Your Snow Line|
What line of the Snow family are you working on? You posted a headstone for Zerrubabel Snow. My tie in to the Snow line is Velda Electra Snow, his great great great granddaughter. She married Carl Wallace Wilde, son of William S. Wilde and Nancy Hill Dodd Shaw. (William S. Wilde is my a brother of my great grandfather Walter Henry Wilde)I have a photo of Velda Snow, her parents James Charles Snow and Sarah Elizabeth Vance, and Velda's grandfather James Chauncy Snow which would be Zerrubabel's great grandson. I can email them to you if this helps at all.
|Mary Andersen||Permission Request|
Hi Gloria! I have created a Wilde Ancestor website in memory of my mother. I see that you have posted a memorial for Sarah Elizabeth Wilde Stallings. She is my great great grandfather's sister. I was wondering if I may use any of you headstone photos for posting on my website.
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