He and Hannah also had a son named Eldridge Howard Culver, born and died between 1849-1854, who died young. Not in any census records. Just in family records with incomplete information.
My great grandmother Ellen Culver Kennedy (1857-1946), d/o Franklin Culver wrote her Memories in 1928. Below are some excerpts related to her father and to the Mt. Pleasant cemetery and the associated church.
"My father Franklin Culver and Aunt Deborah went to Iowa a year before the rest (Jan's note: perhaps 1841?). Those who followed were Uncle Ebenezer, his wife (Mary), sister Priscilla and my mother and her nephew Will Carpenter, and grandmother Priscilla Culver. They crossed Mississippi at Ft. Dubuque. Most settled in Delaware County, Iowa east of the Magnolia River; but Franklin was living in Dubuque County. My father had a dream, he called it a vision, that the Lord stood by his bed and told him that he must do all that he could for his family for he would die when he was forty two. On his birthday in December 1856, mother had a quilting party. In those days the women quilted all day and the men and young people came in the evening. Father was the gayest of anyone of them but near the close of the evening he stood by the mantle over the fireplace and said 'Friends, my time is growing short now.' My mother said, 'Oh Franklin, that was only a dream.' He replied, "Dream or not, it will come true." Soon after he was taken ill and on January 14, 1857, he passed into the Beyond. When he was dying he asked them to sing 'I'm Going Home to Die No More.' Then he said 'Wrap up the children warm because it is growing very cold.' The Dr. asked for an autopsy. They found he was in such a condition that had he gotten well of the typhoid fever, he was in danger of dropping dead any time with heart disease. . . . ."
"Father [Franklin Culver] was a Christian and very hospitable. So was my mother. They entertained sometimes as high as 30 on a Sunday, people coming from a distance. Uncle's [Ebenezer Culver] farm joined father's. Uncle gave five acres out of his farm next the lane running east and west for a cemetery and place to build the church. Father gave the money to build the church. My uncle told me this. The old church stood there until I was quite a big girl. Then it was sold. My mother grieved over it. The members sold out to Germans and moved away so there was no organization left. I remember my brother's [Cummings Culver; d. 1862 in Alton ILL--Civil War death; buried Illinois] funeral was preached there during the rebellion. It was preached by Rev. Ross, a gray haired man. Tears ran down his cheeks while he talked and I asked my mother what makes the man cry. Some kind friend tapped me on the head which kept me silent after that."
"The church was built on a slightly elevated piece of ground, gently sloping to the road. It was certainly a beautiful tract covered with blue grass and shaded by tall wild cherry trees and a little further over, oak and other trees. When a little child I spent hours in the graveyard wondering on the problems of life and death, and pondering how their bodies could lie in the ground and yet the folks told me they were in heaven. People little realize how much some children very young in years wonder over many things of like nature."
"Hard times followed the war. Uncle sold his land to some Germans by the name of White and moved out on a farm near Farley. A while they were at Mt. Vernon where their children could have better school facilities. I do not know whether it was before they went to Farley. Ida (uncle Ebenezer's youngest child) died with typhoid fever when she was past six years old and her funeral was held in the Mt. Pleasant church and she was buried beside her sister Amelia who had died a long time before, and was buried in the Mt. Pleasant cemetery. She was the last one of our folks buried there."
My great grandmother Ellen Culver Kennedy (1857-1946), d/o Franklin Culver wrote her Memories in 1928. Below are some excerpts related to her father and to the Mt. Pleasant cemetery and the associated church.
"My father Franklin Culver and Aunt Deborah went to Iowa a year before the rest (Jan's note: perhaps 1841?). Those who followed were Uncle Ebenezer, his wife (Mary), sister Priscilla and my mother and her nephew Will Carpenter, and grandmother Priscilla Culver. They crossed Mississippi at Ft. Dubuque. Most settled in Delaware County, Iowa east of the Magnolia River; but Franklin was living in Dubuque County. My father had a dream, he called it a vision, that the Lord stood by his bed and told him that he must do all that he could for his family for he would die when he was forty two. On his birthday in December 1856, mother had a quilting party. In those days the women quilted all day and the men and young people came in the evening. Father was the gayest of anyone of them but near the close of the evening he stood by the mantle over the fireplace and said 'Friends, my time is growing short now.' My mother said, 'Oh Franklin, that was only a dream.' He replied, "Dream or not, it will come true." Soon after he was taken ill and on January 14, 1857, he passed into the Beyond. When he was dying he asked them to sing 'I'm Going Home to Die No More.' Then he said 'Wrap up the children warm because it is growing very cold.' The Dr. asked for an autopsy. They found he was in such a condition that had he gotten well of the typhoid fever, he was in danger of dropping dead any time with heart disease. . . . ."
"Father [Franklin Culver] was a Christian and very hospitable. So was my mother. They entertained sometimes as high as 30 on a Sunday, people coming from a distance. Uncle's [Ebenezer Culver] farm joined father's. Uncle gave five acres out of his farm next the lane running east and west for a cemetery and place to build the church. Father gave the money to build the church. My uncle told me this. The old church stood there until I was quite a big girl. Then it was sold. My mother grieved over it. The members sold out to Germans and moved away so there was no organization left. I remember my brother's [Cummings Culver; d. 1862 in Alton ILL--Civil War death; buried Illinois] funeral was preached there during the rebellion. It was preached by Rev. Ross, a gray haired man. Tears ran down his cheeks while he talked and I asked my mother what makes the man cry. Some kind friend tapped me on the head which kept me silent after that."
"The church was built on a slightly elevated piece of ground, gently sloping to the road. It was certainly a beautiful tract covered with blue grass and shaded by tall wild cherry trees and a little further over, oak and other trees. When a little child I spent hours in the graveyard wondering on the problems of life and death, and pondering how their bodies could lie in the ground and yet the folks told me they were in heaven. People little realize how much some children very young in years wonder over many things of like nature."
"Hard times followed the war. Uncle sold his land to some Germans by the name of White and moved out on a farm near Farley. A while they were at Mt. Vernon where their children could have better school facilities. I do not know whether it was before they went to Farley. Ida (uncle Ebenezer's youngest child) died with typhoid fever when she was past six years old and her funeral was held in the Mt. Pleasant church and she was buried beside her sister Amelia who had died a long time before, and was buried in the Mt. Pleasant cemetery. She was the last one of our folks buried there."
He and Hannah also had a son named Eldridge Howard Culver, born and died between 1849-1854, who died young. Not in any census records. Just in family records with incomplete information.
My great grandmother Ellen Culver Kennedy (1857-1946), d/o Franklin Culver wrote her Memories in 1928. Below are some excerpts related to her father and to the Mt. Pleasant cemetery and the associated church.
"My father Franklin Culver and Aunt Deborah went to Iowa a year before the rest (Jan's note: perhaps 1841?). Those who followed were Uncle Ebenezer, his wife (Mary), sister Priscilla and my mother and her nephew Will Carpenter, and grandmother Priscilla Culver. They crossed Mississippi at Ft. Dubuque. Most settled in Delaware County, Iowa east of the Magnolia River; but Franklin was living in Dubuque County. My father had a dream, he called it a vision, that the Lord stood by his bed and told him that he must do all that he could for his family for he would die when he was forty two. On his birthday in December 1856, mother had a quilting party. In those days the women quilted all day and the men and young people came in the evening. Father was the gayest of anyone of them but near the close of the evening he stood by the mantle over the fireplace and said 'Friends, my time is growing short now.' My mother said, 'Oh Franklin, that was only a dream.' He replied, "Dream or not, it will come true." Soon after he was taken ill and on January 14, 1857, he passed into the Beyond. When he was dying he asked them to sing 'I'm Going Home to Die No More.' Then he said 'Wrap up the children warm because it is growing very cold.' The Dr. asked for an autopsy. They found he was in such a condition that had he gotten well of the typhoid fever, he was in danger of dropping dead any time with heart disease. . . . ."
"Father [Franklin Culver] was a Christian and very hospitable. So was my mother. They entertained sometimes as high as 30 on a Sunday, people coming from a distance. Uncle's [Ebenezer Culver] farm joined father's. Uncle gave five acres out of his farm next the lane running east and west for a cemetery and place to build the church. Father gave the money to build the church. My uncle told me this. The old church stood there until I was quite a big girl. Then it was sold. My mother grieved over it. The members sold out to Germans and moved away so there was no organization left. I remember my brother's [Cummings Culver; d. 1862 in Alton ILL--Civil War death; buried Illinois] funeral was preached there during the rebellion. It was preached by Rev. Ross, a gray haired man. Tears ran down his cheeks while he talked and I asked my mother what makes the man cry. Some kind friend tapped me on the head which kept me silent after that."
"The church was built on a slightly elevated piece of ground, gently sloping to the road. It was certainly a beautiful tract covered with blue grass and shaded by tall wild cherry trees and a little further over, oak and other trees. When a little child I spent hours in the graveyard wondering on the problems of life and death, and pondering how their bodies could lie in the ground and yet the folks told me they were in heaven. People little realize how much some children very young in years wonder over many things of like nature."
"Hard times followed the war. Uncle sold his land to some Germans by the name of White and moved out on a farm near Farley. A while they were at Mt. Vernon where their children could have better school facilities. I do not know whether it was before they went to Farley. Ida (uncle Ebenezer's youngest child) died with typhoid fever when she was past six years old and her funeral was held in the Mt. Pleasant church and she was buried beside her sister Amelia who had died a long time before, and was buried in the Mt. Pleasant cemetery. She was the last one of our folks buried there."
My great grandmother Ellen Culver Kennedy (1857-1946), d/o Franklin Culver wrote her Memories in 1928. Below are some excerpts related to her father and to the Mt. Pleasant cemetery and the associated church.
"My father Franklin Culver and Aunt Deborah went to Iowa a year before the rest (Jan's note: perhaps 1841?). Those who followed were Uncle Ebenezer, his wife (Mary), sister Priscilla and my mother and her nephew Will Carpenter, and grandmother Priscilla Culver. They crossed Mississippi at Ft. Dubuque. Most settled in Delaware County, Iowa east of the Magnolia River; but Franklin was living in Dubuque County. My father had a dream, he called it a vision, that the Lord stood by his bed and told him that he must do all that he could for his family for he would die when he was forty two. On his birthday in December 1856, mother had a quilting party. In those days the women quilted all day and the men and young people came in the evening. Father was the gayest of anyone of them but near the close of the evening he stood by the mantle over the fireplace and said 'Friends, my time is growing short now.' My mother said, 'Oh Franklin, that was only a dream.' He replied, "Dream or not, it will come true." Soon after he was taken ill and on January 14, 1857, he passed into the Beyond. When he was dying he asked them to sing 'I'm Going Home to Die No More.' Then he said 'Wrap up the children warm because it is growing very cold.' The Dr. asked for an autopsy. They found he was in such a condition that had he gotten well of the typhoid fever, he was in danger of dropping dead any time with heart disease. . . . ."
"Father [Franklin Culver] was a Christian and very hospitable. So was my mother. They entertained sometimes as high as 30 on a Sunday, people coming from a distance. Uncle's [Ebenezer Culver] farm joined father's. Uncle gave five acres out of his farm next the lane running east and west for a cemetery and place to build the church. Father gave the money to build the church. My uncle told me this. The old church stood there until I was quite a big girl. Then it was sold. My mother grieved over it. The members sold out to Germans and moved away so there was no organization left. I remember my brother's [Cummings Culver; d. 1862 in Alton ILL--Civil War death; buried Illinois] funeral was preached there during the rebellion. It was preached by Rev. Ross, a gray haired man. Tears ran down his cheeks while he talked and I asked my mother what makes the man cry. Some kind friend tapped me on the head which kept me silent after that."
"The church was built on a slightly elevated piece of ground, gently sloping to the road. It was certainly a beautiful tract covered with blue grass and shaded by tall wild cherry trees and a little further over, oak and other trees. When a little child I spent hours in the graveyard wondering on the problems of life and death, and pondering how their bodies could lie in the ground and yet the folks told me they were in heaven. People little realize how much some children very young in years wonder over many things of like nature."
"Hard times followed the war. Uncle sold his land to some Germans by the name of White and moved out on a farm near Farley. A while they were at Mt. Vernon where their children could have better school facilities. I do not know whether it was before they went to Farley. Ida (uncle Ebenezer's youngest child) died with typhoid fever when she was past six years old and her funeral was held in the Mt. Pleasant church and she was buried beside her sister Amelia who had died a long time before, and was buried in the Mt. Pleasant cemetery. She was the last one of our folks buried there."
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