Joseph Jackson Moore was born 27 June 1854 on the family farm west of Columbus City, Louisa County, Iowa. His parents, Frank and Lucinda (Duncan) Moore, owned and lived on what was known as the "Duncan" farm. "Joseph was the eldest of ten children. He grew to manhood on his father's farm and attended the old Tennessee School. He also attended the Spelling Schools, the Singing Schools, and the Literary Societies, which were quite popular in those days. These were held in the schoolhouses.
On 27 February 1879, Joseph was married to Esther Anzonetta Baird. She was a daughter of John and Mary (Acheson) Baird. Esther was born 8 January 1858 on their family farm west of Columbus City. "Immediately after his marriage Joseph Moore began farming on his own account. They went to housekeeping about three fourths of a mile north of the home place where they lived in a two-room house for thirteen years. They had a summer kitchen which helped out in the summer." To Joseph and Netta were born three children: Bessie Buletta, Nellie Lucretia and Frank Acheson. In the spring of 1892 they purchased the old Baird homestead, which remained his home throughout the remainder of his life. For a number of years he was engaged in general agriculture pursuits here and his efforts in this direction met with gratifying results for he was progressive in his ideas, possessed good business ability, pursued modern methods and gave close application to his affairs - qualities which are potent and effective forces in the successful conduct of any enterprise.
Joseph was a man of strong convictions. He never lost his desire for playing pranks. When he went to the top of the windmill he always seemed to have a good supply of corncobs in his pocket. If any of the family happened to be out in the yard they were sure to hear a corn cob whizzing through the air. After it happened two or three times they discovered they were coming from the windmill.
During threshing he was always late getting home. Knowing that his wife was timid after dark he always started some distance from home singing some church song - often, "On Jordan's Stormy Banks I Stand," to let her know he was coming. While he was just an ordinary singer, he had picked up enough at the Singing Schools so that he read music quite well.
He always insisted that his children would be respectful to older people. He would say: "Always speak to old people. You don't know how much good it does them". He set a good example along that line. Aunt Mary Baird, an aunt by marriage to Esther Anzonetta Baird Moore, lived in a little brown house between the Ira Oats home and the David Jones home in Columbus City. As long as she could climb into the buggy, Joseph always brought her to church and took her home. She lived to be 84 or 85 years old and having been crippled when she was a younger woman the time came when she could not get into the buggy. They got her a wheel chair and Joseph and Robert Mitchell (Fred's father) always wheeled her to church. I believe they took turns but they both had to lift the chair up the steps. Tithing was another hobby of Joseph's. It was his testimony that before he became a tither it was not unusual for one of his horses to die or for a cow to be killed on the rail road track as cows were allowed to graze on the roadside then. After he started tithing those things happened less frequently and he said if he had a bill to pay he either had the money or he knew where it was coming from.
No one was ever refused a meal or a night's lodging. One New Year's Eve a big burly fellow came to the door and wanted to stay all night. He was allowed to stay and sleep in the kitchen. He whined all evening about how the rich people in New York would enjoy their big dinners the next day and how the poor would have nothing. The folks called him a Socialist. Joseph probably slept very little and he kept his loading shot gun right by his bed.
An elderly man came one Saturday night in December. He rapped on a little door in the south end of the old house with his cane. That door was not used very much. The man was calling at the same time to see if he could stay all night so when Joseph went out he asked who was with him and the man said, "Just me self." He had a very sore hand. As soon as he was invited to come in he hurried over to the cook stove and held that sore hand over the fire. Before the family retired for the night family worship was conducted. First a Psalm was sung then a chapter from the Bible was read and then the family knelt for prayer. After the singing, the old man said, "That was a nice song". Frank A. was just a little boy and he had to cover his face to keep from laughing for no one ever thought of talking during family worship.
While the way-faring men were allowed a night's lodging they were never allowed to sleep in a bed. Esther Anzonetta gave them plenty of comforters to keep them warm but they must sleep in the kitchen and the comforters were hung on the line as soon as the men were out of sight.
Reuben Steele was a man who as a result of scarlet fever when a child could not hear anything and could not speak plainly. He often came and stayed two or three days He was allowed to sleep in a bed.
Joseph made a profession of faith in Christ in his early manhood and was a member of the United Presbyterian Church. He was a faithful and consistent Christian and was made a ruling elder in 1903. He was a gentleman of most exemplary life. Believing that the liquor traffic is the greatest evil against which the country has to contend he gave his salwart support to the prohibition party and was likewise interested in all matters which had to do with the moral advancement of the community. One of the last things Joseph did before his last sickness was to invite the new neighbor on the west, Al McGill to come to church. On the 5th of March, 1911 he dropped his mantle of service here to take his position in the General Assembly of the Firstborn in Heaven. The community lost one of its most highly respected and esteemed residents, whose life had ever been in harmony with high ideals and actuated by noble purposes. We never knew a man more loyal to his convictions and at the same time so universally loved. " Source: Written in December, 1956, by Nellie Moore for her nieces and nephews
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On 27 February 1879, Joseph was married to Esther Anzonetta Baird. She was a daughter of John and Mary (Acheson) Baird. Esther was born 8 January 1858 on their family farm west of Columbus City. "Immediately after his marriage Joseph Moore began farming on his own account. They went to housekeeping about three fourths of a mile north of the home place where they lived in a two-room house for thirteen years. They had a summer kitchen which helped out in the summer." To Joseph and Netta were born three children: Bessie Buletta, Nellie Lucretia and Frank Acheson. In the spring of 1892 they purchased the old Baird homestead, which remained his home throughout the remainder of his life. For a number of years he was engaged in general agriculture pursuits here and his efforts in this direction met with gratifying results for he was progressive in his ideas, possessed good business ability, pursued modern methods and gave close application to his affairs - qualities which are potent and effective forces in the successful conduct of any enterprise.
Joseph was a man of strong convictions. He never lost his desire for playing pranks. When he went to the top of the windmill he always seemed to have a good supply of corncobs in his pocket. If any of the family happened to be out in the yard they were sure to hear a corn cob whizzing through the air. After it happened two or three times they discovered they were coming from the windmill.
During threshing he was always late getting home. Knowing that his wife was timid after dark he always started some distance from home singing some church song - often, "On Jordan's Stormy Banks I Stand," to let her know he was coming. While he was just an ordinary singer, he had picked up enough at the Singing Schools so that he read music quite well.
He always insisted that his children would be respectful to older people. He would say: "Always speak to old people. You don't know how much good it does them". He set a good example along that line. Aunt Mary Baird, an aunt by marriage to Esther Anzonetta Baird Moore, lived in a little brown house between the Ira Oats home and the David Jones home in Columbus City. As long as she could climb into the buggy, Joseph always brought her to church and took her home. She lived to be 84 or 85 years old and having been crippled when she was a younger woman the time came when she could not get into the buggy. They got her a wheel chair and Joseph and Robert Mitchell (Fred's father) always wheeled her to church. I believe they took turns but they both had to lift the chair up the steps. Tithing was another hobby of Joseph's. It was his testimony that before he became a tither it was not unusual for one of his horses to die or for a cow to be killed on the rail road track as cows were allowed to graze on the roadside then. After he started tithing those things happened less frequently and he said if he had a bill to pay he either had the money or he knew where it was coming from.
No one was ever refused a meal or a night's lodging. One New Year's Eve a big burly fellow came to the door and wanted to stay all night. He was allowed to stay and sleep in the kitchen. He whined all evening about how the rich people in New York would enjoy their big dinners the next day and how the poor would have nothing. The folks called him a Socialist. Joseph probably slept very little and he kept his loading shot gun right by his bed.
An elderly man came one Saturday night in December. He rapped on a little door in the south end of the old house with his cane. That door was not used very much. The man was calling at the same time to see if he could stay all night so when Joseph went out he asked who was with him and the man said, "Just me self." He had a very sore hand. As soon as he was invited to come in he hurried over to the cook stove and held that sore hand over the fire. Before the family retired for the night family worship was conducted. First a Psalm was sung then a chapter from the Bible was read and then the family knelt for prayer. After the singing, the old man said, "That was a nice song". Frank A. was just a little boy and he had to cover his face to keep from laughing for no one ever thought of talking during family worship.
While the way-faring men were allowed a night's lodging they were never allowed to sleep in a bed. Esther Anzonetta gave them plenty of comforters to keep them warm but they must sleep in the kitchen and the comforters were hung on the line as soon as the men were out of sight.
Reuben Steele was a man who as a result of scarlet fever when a child could not hear anything and could not speak plainly. He often came and stayed two or three days He was allowed to sleep in a bed.
Joseph made a profession of faith in Christ in his early manhood and was a member of the United Presbyterian Church. He was a faithful and consistent Christian and was made a ruling elder in 1903. He was a gentleman of most exemplary life. Believing that the liquor traffic is the greatest evil against which the country has to contend he gave his salwart support to the prohibition party and was likewise interested in all matters which had to do with the moral advancement of the community. One of the last things Joseph did before his last sickness was to invite the new neighbor on the west, Al McGill to come to church. On the 5th of March, 1911 he dropped his mantle of service here to take his position in the General Assembly of the Firstborn in Heaven. The community lost one of its most highly respected and esteemed residents, whose life had ever been in harmony with high ideals and actuated by noble purposes. We never knew a man more loyal to his convictions and at the same time so universally loved. " Source: Written in December, 1956, by Nellie Moore for her nieces and nephews
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Joseph Jackson Moore was born 27 June 1854 on the family farm west of Columbus City, Louisa County, Iowa. His parents, Frank and Lucinda (Duncan) Moore, owned and lived on what was known as the "Duncan" farm. "Joseph was the eldest of ten children. He grew to manhood on his father's farm and attended the old Tennessee School. He also attended the Spelling Schools, the Singing Schools, and the Literary Societies, which were quite popular in those days. These were held in the schoolhouses.
On 27 February 1879, Joseph was married to Esther Anzonetta Baird. She was a daughter of John and Mary (Acheson) Baird. Esther was born 8 January 1858 on their family farm west of Columbus City. "Immediately after his marriage Joseph Moore began farming on his own account. They went to housekeeping about three fourths of a mile north of the home place where they lived in a two-room house for thirteen years. They had a summer kitchen which helped out in the summer." To Joseph and Netta were born three children: Bessie Buletta, Nellie Lucretia and Frank Acheson. In the spring of 1892 they purchased the old Baird homestead, which remained his home throughout the remainder of his life. For a number of years he was engaged in general agriculture pursuits here and his efforts in this direction met with gratifying results for he was progressive in his ideas, possessed good business ability, pursued modern methods and gave close application to his affairs - qualities which are potent and effective forces in the successful conduct of any enterprise.
Joseph was a man of strong convictions. He never lost his desire for playing pranks. When he went to the top of the windmill he always seemed to have a good supply of corncobs in his pocket. If any of the family happened to be out in the yard they were sure to hear a corn cob whizzing through the air. After it happened two or three times they discovered they were coming from the windmill.
During threshing he was always late getting home. Knowing that his wife was timid after dark he always started some distance from home singing some church song - often, "On Jordan's Stormy Banks I Stand," to let her know he was coming. While he was just an ordinary singer, he had picked up enough at the Singing Schools so that he read music quite well.
He always insisted that his children would be respectful to older people. He would say: "Always speak to old people. You don't know how much good it does them". He set a good example along that line. Aunt Mary Baird, an aunt by marriage to Esther Anzonetta Baird Moore, lived in a little brown house between the Ira Oats home and the David Jones home in Columbus City. As long as she could climb into the buggy, Joseph always brought her to church and took her home. She lived to be 84 or 85 years old and having been crippled when she was a younger woman the time came when she could not get into the buggy. They got her a wheel chair and Joseph and Robert Mitchell (Fred's father) always wheeled her to church. I believe they took turns but they both had to lift the chair up the steps. Tithing was another hobby of Joseph's. It was his testimony that before he became a tither it was not unusual for one of his horses to die or for a cow to be killed on the rail road track as cows were allowed to graze on the roadside then. After he started tithing those things happened less frequently and he said if he had a bill to pay he either had the money or he knew where it was coming from.
No one was ever refused a meal or a night's lodging. One New Year's Eve a big burly fellow came to the door and wanted to stay all night. He was allowed to stay and sleep in the kitchen. He whined all evening about how the rich people in New York would enjoy their big dinners the next day and how the poor would have nothing. The folks called him a Socialist. Joseph probably slept very little and he kept his loading shot gun right by his bed.
An elderly man came one Saturday night in December. He rapped on a little door in the south end of the old house with his cane. That door was not used very much. The man was calling at the same time to see if he could stay all night so when Joseph went out he asked who was with him and the man said, "Just me self." He had a very sore hand. As soon as he was invited to come in he hurried over to the cook stove and held that sore hand over the fire. Before the family retired for the night family worship was conducted. First a Psalm was sung then a chapter from the Bible was read and then the family knelt for prayer. After the singing, the old man said, "That was a nice song". Frank A. was just a little boy and he had to cover his face to keep from laughing for no one ever thought of talking during family worship.
While the way-faring men were allowed a night's lodging they were never allowed to sleep in a bed. Esther Anzonetta gave them plenty of comforters to keep them warm but they must sleep in the kitchen and the comforters were hung on the line as soon as the men were out of sight.
Reuben Steele was a man who as a result of scarlet fever when a child could not hear anything and could not speak plainly. He often came and stayed two or three days He was allowed to sleep in a bed.
Joseph made a profession of faith in Christ in his early manhood and was a member of the United Presbyterian Church. He was a faithful and consistent Christian and was made a ruling elder in 1903. He was a gentleman of most exemplary life. Believing that the liquor traffic is the greatest evil against which the country has to contend he gave his salwart support to the prohibition party and was likewise interested in all matters which had to do with the moral advancement of the community. One of the last things Joseph did before his last sickness was to invite the new neighbor on the west, Al McGill to come to church. On the 5th of March, 1911 he dropped his mantle of service here to take his position in the General Assembly of the Firstborn in Heaven. The community lost one of its most highly respected and esteemed residents, whose life had ever been in harmony with high ideals and actuated by noble purposes. We never knew a man more loyal to his convictions and at the same time so universally loved. " Source: Written in December, 1956, by Nellie Moore for her nieces and nephews
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On 27 February 1879, Joseph was married to Esther Anzonetta Baird. She was a daughter of John and Mary (Acheson) Baird. Esther was born 8 January 1858 on their family farm west of Columbus City. "Immediately after his marriage Joseph Moore began farming on his own account. They went to housekeeping about three fourths of a mile north of the home place where they lived in a two-room house for thirteen years. They had a summer kitchen which helped out in the summer." To Joseph and Netta were born three children: Bessie Buletta, Nellie Lucretia and Frank Acheson. In the spring of 1892 they purchased the old Baird homestead, which remained his home throughout the remainder of his life. For a number of years he was engaged in general agriculture pursuits here and his efforts in this direction met with gratifying results for he was progressive in his ideas, possessed good business ability, pursued modern methods and gave close application to his affairs - qualities which are potent and effective forces in the successful conduct of any enterprise.
Joseph was a man of strong convictions. He never lost his desire for playing pranks. When he went to the top of the windmill he always seemed to have a good supply of corncobs in his pocket. If any of the family happened to be out in the yard they were sure to hear a corn cob whizzing through the air. After it happened two or three times they discovered they were coming from the windmill.
During threshing he was always late getting home. Knowing that his wife was timid after dark he always started some distance from home singing some church song - often, "On Jordan's Stormy Banks I Stand," to let her know he was coming. While he was just an ordinary singer, he had picked up enough at the Singing Schools so that he read music quite well.
He always insisted that his children would be respectful to older people. He would say: "Always speak to old people. You don't know how much good it does them". He set a good example along that line. Aunt Mary Baird, an aunt by marriage to Esther Anzonetta Baird Moore, lived in a little brown house between the Ira Oats home and the David Jones home in Columbus City. As long as she could climb into the buggy, Joseph always brought her to church and took her home. She lived to be 84 or 85 years old and having been crippled when she was a younger woman the time came when she could not get into the buggy. They got her a wheel chair and Joseph and Robert Mitchell (Fred's father) always wheeled her to church. I believe they took turns but they both had to lift the chair up the steps. Tithing was another hobby of Joseph's. It was his testimony that before he became a tither it was not unusual for one of his horses to die or for a cow to be killed on the rail road track as cows were allowed to graze on the roadside then. After he started tithing those things happened less frequently and he said if he had a bill to pay he either had the money or he knew where it was coming from.
No one was ever refused a meal or a night's lodging. One New Year's Eve a big burly fellow came to the door and wanted to stay all night. He was allowed to stay and sleep in the kitchen. He whined all evening about how the rich people in New York would enjoy their big dinners the next day and how the poor would have nothing. The folks called him a Socialist. Joseph probably slept very little and he kept his loading shot gun right by his bed.
An elderly man came one Saturday night in December. He rapped on a little door in the south end of the old house with his cane. That door was not used very much. The man was calling at the same time to see if he could stay all night so when Joseph went out he asked who was with him and the man said, "Just me self." He had a very sore hand. As soon as he was invited to come in he hurried over to the cook stove and held that sore hand over the fire. Before the family retired for the night family worship was conducted. First a Psalm was sung then a chapter from the Bible was read and then the family knelt for prayer. After the singing, the old man said, "That was a nice song". Frank A. was just a little boy and he had to cover his face to keep from laughing for no one ever thought of talking during family worship.
While the way-faring men were allowed a night's lodging they were never allowed to sleep in a bed. Esther Anzonetta gave them plenty of comforters to keep them warm but they must sleep in the kitchen and the comforters were hung on the line as soon as the men were out of sight.
Reuben Steele was a man who as a result of scarlet fever when a child could not hear anything and could not speak plainly. He often came and stayed two or three days He was allowed to sleep in a bed.
Joseph made a profession of faith in Christ in his early manhood and was a member of the United Presbyterian Church. He was a faithful and consistent Christian and was made a ruling elder in 1903. He was a gentleman of most exemplary life. Believing that the liquor traffic is the greatest evil against which the country has to contend he gave his salwart support to the prohibition party and was likewise interested in all matters which had to do with the moral advancement of the community. One of the last things Joseph did before his last sickness was to invite the new neighbor on the west, Al McGill to come to church. On the 5th of March, 1911 he dropped his mantle of service here to take his position in the General Assembly of the Firstborn in Heaven. The community lost one of its most highly respected and esteemed residents, whose life had ever been in harmony with high ideals and actuated by noble purposes. We never knew a man more loyal to his convictions and at the same time so universally loved. " Source: Written in December, 1956, by Nellie Moore for her nieces and nephews
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