Siblings:
Sarah BATES b: 25 OCT 1772
Stephen Bates b: 28 August 1773
Asher BATES b: 1778
Phineas BATES b: 26 DEC 1781
Phoebe BATES b: MAY 1786
Uncle of James Lawrence Bates.
following is an excerpt from a book of personal accounts written by James:
he was a volunteer in the war of 1812, and was of the party which expected to cross from Black Rock into Canada, but the expedition was abandoned after the troops were in the boats. He was once sent as a teamster to haul a cannon to Buffalo. He was directed to leave it at a specified place. When he reached the spot he was directed to go to some other point, perhaps back the the place from which he started. This disturbed his impetuous temper, and he addressed the officer in terms which were not very complimentary. He was ordered under arrest, but before the soldiers reached him he had unhitched his team, mounted one horse, and leading the other, was soon without the lines, and on the road to Canandaigua.
He married Sarah Cole, a niece of "Aunt Sally Phineas," and Grand-daughter of "Grandmother Gould, " in 1822. He purchased a farm about two miles out of Canandaigua, where he and Aunt lived until his death in 1849. He was a successful and prosperous farmer, was highly respected, and a great favorite on account of his social qualities and cheerfulness.
He was a deputy when Uncle Phineas was Sheriff. He was also a supervisor. In his official positions he exhibited the family trait of integrity and disposition to enforce it on the part of others.
He was one of the first farmers in his neighborhood who studied farming as a science.
In 1849 he went to Michigan to purchase a farm for one of his sons. The cholera was prevailing in Detroit. He went home through that city, and when he reached Canandaigua in the evening, he was taken with the disease and died before morning.
He was in height below the average, but he was muscular and powerful. His person was like that of his father, and according to my recollection, he resembled Grandfather in that respect more than either of the sons whom I have seen. He had no malice, and little patience with untruthfulness or dishonesty.
I am greatful for James to have written this account of his family.
Sarah BATES b: 25 OCT 1772
Stephen Bates b: 28 August 1773
Asher BATES b: 1778
Phineas BATES b: 26 DEC 1781
Phoebe BATES b: MAY 1786
Uncle of James Lawrence Bates.
following is an excerpt from a book of personal accounts written by James:
he was a volunteer in the war of 1812, and was of the party which expected to cross from Black Rock into Canada, but the expedition was abandoned after the troops were in the boats. He was once sent as a teamster to haul a cannon to Buffalo. He was directed to leave it at a specified place. When he reached the spot he was directed to go to some other point, perhaps back the the place from which he started. This disturbed his impetuous temper, and he addressed the officer in terms which were not very complimentary. He was ordered under arrest, but before the soldiers reached him he had unhitched his team, mounted one horse, and leading the other, was soon without the lines, and on the road to Canandaigua.
He married Sarah Cole, a niece of "Aunt Sally Phineas," and Grand-daughter of "Grandmother Gould, " in 1822. He purchased a farm about two miles out of Canandaigua, where he and Aunt lived until his death in 1849. He was a successful and prosperous farmer, was highly respected, and a great favorite on account of his social qualities and cheerfulness.
He was a deputy when Uncle Phineas was Sheriff. He was also a supervisor. In his official positions he exhibited the family trait of integrity and disposition to enforce it on the part of others.
He was one of the first farmers in his neighborhood who studied farming as a science.
In 1849 he went to Michigan to purchase a farm for one of his sons. The cholera was prevailing in Detroit. He went home through that city, and when he reached Canandaigua in the evening, he was taken with the disease and died before morning.
He was in height below the average, but he was muscular and powerful. His person was like that of his father, and according to my recollection, he resembled Grandfather in that respect more than either of the sons whom I have seen. He had no malice, and little patience with untruthfulness or dishonesty.
I am greatful for James to have written this account of his family.
Siblings:
Sarah BATES b: 25 OCT 1772
Stephen Bates b: 28 August 1773
Asher BATES b: 1778
Phineas BATES b: 26 DEC 1781
Phoebe BATES b: MAY 1786
Uncle of James Lawrence Bates.
following is an excerpt from a book of personal accounts written by James:
he was a volunteer in the war of 1812, and was of the party which expected to cross from Black Rock into Canada, but the expedition was abandoned after the troops were in the boats. He was once sent as a teamster to haul a cannon to Buffalo. He was directed to leave it at a specified place. When he reached the spot he was directed to go to some other point, perhaps back the the place from which he started. This disturbed his impetuous temper, and he addressed the officer in terms which were not very complimentary. He was ordered under arrest, but before the soldiers reached him he had unhitched his team, mounted one horse, and leading the other, was soon without the lines, and on the road to Canandaigua.
He married Sarah Cole, a niece of "Aunt Sally Phineas," and Grand-daughter of "Grandmother Gould, " in 1822. He purchased a farm about two miles out of Canandaigua, where he and Aunt lived until his death in 1849. He was a successful and prosperous farmer, was highly respected, and a great favorite on account of his social qualities and cheerfulness.
He was a deputy when Uncle Phineas was Sheriff. He was also a supervisor. In his official positions he exhibited the family trait of integrity and disposition to enforce it on the part of others.
He was one of the first farmers in his neighborhood who studied farming as a science.
In 1849 he went to Michigan to purchase a farm for one of his sons. The cholera was prevailing in Detroit. He went home through that city, and when he reached Canandaigua in the evening, he was taken with the disease and died before morning.
He was in height below the average, but he was muscular and powerful. His person was like that of his father, and according to my recollection, he resembled Grandfather in that respect more than either of the sons whom I have seen. He had no malice, and little patience with untruthfulness or dishonesty.
I am greatful for James to have written this account of his family.
Sarah BATES b: 25 OCT 1772
Stephen Bates b: 28 August 1773
Asher BATES b: 1778
Phineas BATES b: 26 DEC 1781
Phoebe BATES b: MAY 1786
Uncle of James Lawrence Bates.
following is an excerpt from a book of personal accounts written by James:
he was a volunteer in the war of 1812, and was of the party which expected to cross from Black Rock into Canada, but the expedition was abandoned after the troops were in the boats. He was once sent as a teamster to haul a cannon to Buffalo. He was directed to leave it at a specified place. When he reached the spot he was directed to go to some other point, perhaps back the the place from which he started. This disturbed his impetuous temper, and he addressed the officer in terms which were not very complimentary. He was ordered under arrest, but before the soldiers reached him he had unhitched his team, mounted one horse, and leading the other, was soon without the lines, and on the road to Canandaigua.
He married Sarah Cole, a niece of "Aunt Sally Phineas," and Grand-daughter of "Grandmother Gould, " in 1822. He purchased a farm about two miles out of Canandaigua, where he and Aunt lived until his death in 1849. He was a successful and prosperous farmer, was highly respected, and a great favorite on account of his social qualities and cheerfulness.
He was a deputy when Uncle Phineas was Sheriff. He was also a supervisor. In his official positions he exhibited the family trait of integrity and disposition to enforce it on the part of others.
He was one of the first farmers in his neighborhood who studied farming as a science.
In 1849 he went to Michigan to purchase a farm for one of his sons. The cholera was prevailing in Detroit. He went home through that city, and when he reached Canandaigua in the evening, he was taken with the disease and died before morning.
He was in height below the average, but he was muscular and powerful. His person was like that of his father, and according to my recollection, he resembled Grandfather in that respect more than either of the sons whom I have seen. He had no malice, and little patience with untruthfulness or dishonesty.
I am greatful for James to have written this account of his family.
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