I just figured this one out, and couldn't wait five more days to share it with you. Especially since those holiday gifts of DNA kits will be making their appearance on Ancestry.com in the coming weeks.
You know how you open your DNA page and find a promising match to your kit only to discover the other person has no family tree to compare with yours? Sometimes there is a way around that. Click on the kit anyway, and the box below will appear--
Just because the match has no tree attached to their DNA kit doesn't necessarily mean they don't have one floating around somewhere on Ancestry which they have neglected to attach. That's not always true, but in some cases it is. See the blue box above? If there is a tree, you can find it by clicking there. If there isn't, the box will be green and prompt you to suggest to the other party they add one. Slick advertising huh?
Wishing everyone a wonderful, discovery filled New Year and many DNA matches!
Monday, December 12, 2016
|George & Mary A. Vincent Matteson With Children|
We here at Ellie's Ancestors Headquarters in snowy upstate New York are hard at work sorting out the children of my 3rd great-grandparents Thomas Vincent and Matilda Taylor. I'm pleased to say another child has been accounted for, I'm 99% sure. Best of all, there are tons of pictures of this person online! I never find pictures, this is very exciting.
Mary Augusta Vincent, born in 1838 was the seventh child in her family; she can be found with her mother Matilda and step-father Rockwell Rood in 1850 and 1855. I cannot locate her in 1860, but in 1865 she is living with her sister Louisa Hurd and her family in Cohocton, Steuben County, New York. After that the lady vanishes. I searched census returns, Find A Grave, cemetery records, newspapers, all the data I have on her siblings--there was no trace of Mary Augusta after 1865.
I ran broad searches on Ancestry.com and Family Search.org with very little in the way of results, except in Ancestry Family Trees. There, in several trees I found a woman of the right age named Mary A. Vincent who married George Washington Matteson and went homesteading in Nebraska. Many of the trees said her parents were Abram and Mahala Vincent of Brant, Erie County, New York while a few claimed a David Vincent from England and his wife from Ireland were Mary's parents. All available census records for Mary Vincent Matteson say her parents were both born in New York -- that ruled out David from England. There was indeed a Vincent family in Brant, NY headed by Abram Vincent, with him were Mahala and a daughter Mary A. born in 1835. This was certainly the family indicated in the Ancestry trees, but was this Mary A.Vincent really the future wife of George W. Matteson?
One way to prove she wasn't, (and help prove Mary Augusta was), was to figure out what had became of Abe & Mahala's Mary. To do that I spent hours searching for clues. I found that Mary Vincent of Brant did not appear in any census in New York after 1855. Where was she in 1860? The online trees all said Mary and George were married in July of 1865 and that seemed right, their first child was born in 1866. I did find George Matteson in NY State's 1865 census taken in June, a month before his wedding, living with his parents in Cortland County. If Mary of Brant had really married George in '65 she should have been in the 1860 census under her maiden name. On the other hand, I couldn't find Mary Augusta that year either. Two of the trees said the marriage occurred in Steuben Country, the sources being a pension record and a church record although neither was provided with the tree. Still, remember who was living in Steuben County in 1865... Mary Augusta!
Now, hoping that Mary of Brant had married and stayed local, I did a search of the 1860 census of Brant for any woman named Mary, no last name, born 1835 +/- 5 years. Surprisingly, there were only a few after weeding out the ones who were still living with their parents. I was able to narrow it down to three possibilities. Two of them didn't pan out, but Mary the wife of James Stevens was another story. I found the couple in Brant in 1860, then in Evans, Town of Angola just a few miles away for following censuses. Find A Grave gave me her death date and the tantalizing clue, "Mary V. Stevens", V for Vincent? I discovered her children's names, obituaries and other articles, but nothing to indicate who Mary Steven's parents were, though her obituary in an Angola newspaper contained what would prove to be the break I needed.
Mrs. Mary Stevens, widow of James Stevens, died at the home of her daughter Mrs. Jesse Stone in Conneaut, Ohio at age 90...
Using this information I was able to find her daughter Rachel Stone's death notice that indicated her passing took place in Ohio in 1940, which led me to Ohio Death Records at FamilySearch.org--
There, near the bottom, Mother-- Mary Vincent born at Brant, New York. Proving that Mary A. Vincent, daughter of Abram and Mahala Vincent of Brant, NY did not marry George Matteson and the censuses over the years prove she did not move to Nebraska.
Adding all these facts to others; like Mary A. Vincent Matteson naming her first daughter Frances (Mary Augusta's sister Frances had recently died), and naming her youngest daughter Ella Augusta, and not least-- there just weren't all that many women named Mary Vincent born about 1838 in New York; especially when one considers she married a bit later than most women, at age 26, and many of her contemporaries bearing the same name were Vincents only by marriage. The NYS census of 1865 lists only ten women named Mary Vincent in the entire state who were born between 1835 and 1839. Of that number, five are wives, one is a daughter with her parents, one is of mixed race and one is Mary Augusta. The other two are unlikely due to location. Given all this evidence, I do think I've finally found Mary Augusta! Or, Mary Augusta Vincent Matteson!
Tuesday, December 6, 2016
Hello! It's been awhile since I posted here, I've been engrossed in my Vincent research and meeting new cousins! The tip I want to share today has to do with research. As I've been amassing data on this family, I've found that I needed someplace to organize it all but I didn't want to put my theories into my personal genealogy software just yet, since they are only unproven theories, and because what if tomorrow all the un-filed photographs, folders, documents, and stacks of books that have built up on my desk were to suddenly collapse and crush me? I wouldn't want my survivors looking at that software and being led down the wrong genealogical path. (I think about stuff like that)
My solution was Ancestry Family Trees. I created a Vincent tree and unlike my other trees on Ancestry, I made this one private since it contains large amounts of unproven information. The benefit of this is twofold -- firstly, everything is organized in one place and secondly, Ancestry looks at my tree and sends me hints. Including birth and death certificates, census records, marriage records, military records, photos, fellow researcher's trees, and family stories so far. As new databases are added to the site, Ancestry will automatically search them for my persons of interest. I can tweak the tree, adding and changing names to see if more tips pop up, and then change it back. The tree needn't be detailed; names, approximate dates and a location if you have one will do. And I can delete the tree at any time or make it public.
It's made documenting this family and storing what I find much easier and quicker than searching Ancestry's mountain of databases manually, though I wouldn't rely on it entirely since oddball spellings do pop up.
Thursday, October 27, 2016
We've heard it a million times-- don't assume online trees are correct. Nor should you believe family histories published, bound and sitting on a shelf in your local library are free from error. I've even written about that very subject, so why did I assume the book about my family was right? Not only was it NOT right, it really hampered my research since for a long time I believed that it was right.
I've been trying to sort out the children of my third great-grandparents Thomas Vincent and Matilda Taylor of Halfmoon in Saratoga County, New York. I'd already discovered that the information about that couple contained in the book was not correct and neither I've found, is alot of it about their children. For instance, the book's "Mary S. Vincent" born in July of 1827 was not named Mary and her middle initial wasn't S. She was in fact Maria L.Vincent, though the date of July 1827 was right. How did I come to that conclusion? First of all, I could find absolutely no mention of Mary S. anywhere except in the book which made me suspicious. Granted, she would have been difficult to trace since she would not have appeared in any census under her own name until 1850, by which time she most likely would have been married and/or possibly deceased. But to leave no trace at all? That does happen, but it was too soon to give up on her.
Whilst pondering this, I ran a search among the matches to my DNA test at Ancestry using the surname VINCENT as a filter. One hit was for an individual with a "Maria LeCresia Vincent" born in Cayuga County, New York in their tree. At first glance I discounted the possibility of them being related, this Maria's father was James of Dutchess and Greene Counties and her mother Mary Bullis. None of that sounded particularly familiar, and yet...that Cayuga County birthplace gave me pause. Cayuga County is where Thomas and Matilda Taylor Vincent were living at the time of his death in 1842. Taking a closer look at Maria LeCresia, I saw that the online tree said she had married Isaac Corwin Price in Dix, New York. Dix? That is where Matilda Taylor and her second husband lived following Thomas Vincent's death in Cayuga County.
Now my curiosity was really piqued so I took a look at the New York State Census of 1855. This is a great census, it not only gives the individual's county of birth if that birthplace was in New York State, but it also gives the individual's relationship to the head of household. That useful bit of information doesn't show up in federal censuses until 1880. Maria L. Price told the enumerator she was born in Saratoga County, home county of Thomas and Matilda before they moved westward in New York! I located a news article confirming her marriage in Dix, "Maria Louisa Vincent" was the name used.
Following the Price family through the years I tracked their move to Farmington, Tioga, Pennsylvania; just 36 miles from Dix, New York and the births and sadly, deaths of children of Maria. Several of them with names that matched names in her Vincent family, as did Maria's name--her father Thomas had a younger sister named Maria. The 1900 census confirmed her birth date as July 1827, but the coup de grace was the death certificate of Maria Price. Father's name? Thomas Vincent! The document appears to have been filled in by a barely literate person, (it was Sarah Price Bailey, daughter of Maria L.), but the name Thomas Vincent is quite clear. Either Sarah didn't know where her mother and grandparents were born, or more likely had no idea how to spell it as she simply replied "don't know" to those questions. She writes Maria L's mother Matilda's name as something resembling M~a even though the form asked for Matilda's maiden name and not her first.
Later death certificates for Maria's adult children variously give her birthplace as Wolcott, New York, Cayuga County, New York and Montour Falls, New York. The only document giving Maria's place of birth as Saratoga County is the 1855 census, which is the one time she herself gave the information. I can see why the Ancestry tree got that wrong, but it does suggest she spent some time in Cayuga County, very close to Wolcott, in her youth, while Montour Falls is only eight miles from the Beaver Dams neighborhood in the Town of Dix where her mother Matilda lived.
I'm not sure where the online tree got the names James Vincent and Mary Bullis as Maria L's parents, or the middle name of LeCresia. I tend to think the name was probably Louisa as in the news article about her marriage, but newspapers often get that sort of thing wrong so I'm withholding final judgement on that. I am however, convinced I've finally found Thomas and Matilda's daughter.
Tuesday, October 18, 2016
I almost didn't write this blog, the subject is not a pleasant one. A short time ago I wrote about Edwin Watkins, a former slave who along with his family lived in the small town of Manchester in upstate NY. Edwin seemed to fit right in to Manchester, he was even elected to the position of school trustee in 1865. His son Edwin Jr. married a woman named Jane whose fate was to die in childbirth, like so many of her 19th century sisters. Edwin Jr. eventually moved to Auburn, NY and remarried. When he died in 1921, his widow wished to receive his Civil War pension--but first she had to prove the first wife's demise.
The story of how some prominent men of Manchester replaced Jane's broken tombstone and sent a photo of the new stone to the pension office is told here. Thinking that stone might be of interest in a "Tombstone Tuesday" blog I decided to seek it out. Oddly enough the stone wasn't listed in the online cemetery inventory, but the burial records showed Jane Watkins and infant in row 32, close to my 2nd great-grandfather Paul Worden. I also had a description of it's location from the news article (see above link).
This should be easy enough to find I thought. After pausing to say hi to Grandpa Paul I looked and looked...nothing. Then I spotted a stone in the extreme south west corner almost completely hidden by tree branches. Walking over I could see no inscription at all which struck me as odd, the stone wasn't all that old? But it was blank, not a mark to be seen. I started back to my car then stopped. No. They didn't. They wouldn't.
I retraced my steps back to the stone, and climbing in among the branches I looked at the back. They did. There on the back of the stone was the name Jane; to say I was horrified would be an understatement. All the other stones in this cemetery faced the traditional east, Jane's faced west. I couldn't get a good shot of the inscription since there was no light in the foliage. I guess the residents of my hometown regressed a bit between 1860 and 1921.
Wednesday, October 12, 2016
|Section of French Cemetery|
Thursday, October 6th dawned clear and sunny. By mid-day when my
grave of my twice widowed 4th great-grandmother Mary Clements Vincent Howland in the back row. I couldn't even read her stained stone until I was standing right in front of it, but something drew me to that spot.
Before we left home I had pulled up the online inventory of the cemetery and given my husband a list of names to look for, but of course I had already found Grandma Mary and right there next to her was her two year old granddaughter Mary Jane Wetherel, the child of her daughter Janet Vincent. To the right of Mary Jane were two partially buried tombstones, one of which was snapped in two. I looked down at them and experienced a case of deja vu-- it was Uncle Milo's stone all over again. There was only one thing to do, I got down and started digging. I had no tools (when will I ever learn?) other than the bottle opener on my key-chain. (I'm fond of Guinness--it doesn't have a screw top-- don't judge me.)
I set my husband on lookout duty for wildlife, as the day before our trip there had been an attack by a rabid coyote one town over and I wasn't taking any chances, genealogy and hydrophobia do not mix. I finally uncovered most of the broken stone, and while I
|Matilda Vincent Wife of John Irish|
This was what I'd been hoping to find ever since I read their names in the online inventory, which was an alphabetized list giving no indication of who was buried next to whom. Each of these individuals had a different last name, Howland, Wetherel, Irish, Vincent--but they were family, my family, and they were right there together just as family should be. A short distance away was the grave of Anna Irish, sister-in-law of Matilda.
My husband retreated to the air conditioning of the car leaving me a few moments alone graveside. It's puzzling how close one can feel to ancestors one has never met; as I stood there looking down on their graves I though of how over one hundred and sixty years ago ancestors of mine had stood in the same spot where I now stood, grieving as they bade farewell to their loved ones. They had done so several times in the summer of 1847 when an epidemic swept through town taking Matilda and Mary Jane. Two of Matilda's children also died at that time and are probably there with their mother but apparently have no stones. I raised my eyes and gazed over the rolling countryside, which seemed to be completely unchanged from the days they were here and felt such a connection to them. Thomas' stone had the following epitaph:
Upon his grave shall blessings rest
Kind good & pious were his ways
They loved him most who knew him
And their affection speaks his praise
But it was three simple words carved near the bottom of little Mary Jane's stone that brought tears to my eyes:
All is well
Darius & Janet
died Aug 12, 1847
Aged 2 yrs 3 mo
& 15 ds
Saturday, October 8, 2016
In time Isabel would forgive the shock and embarrassment of asking the Harmon sisters to vacate their own home, but I doubt she ever forgot it. She and Edward got on with their lives in the log cabin and before long, children began to arrive. The 1850 census shows Edward and Isabella Watkins, both aged 38 along with Edwin age 6, James age 5 and Celinda age 3. All were born in New York excepting Isabel who gave her birthplace as Connecticut.
Looking at another old newspaper column by Mr. Osgood about his younger days, I read, "We climbed the hill and arrived at the log cabin where Edwin (Edward) Watkins lived. The family came out to greet us. A couple of candles were on the table in front of the open widow and Eliza stood in the doorway with a string of large red beads around her neck. Eliza was Bill's sister and their father was Steve Watkins, another giant of a man. It was said he was never beaten by any man on the Erie Canal from New York to Buffalo. However, one day a gent put a knife into Steve, and the children came to live with their uncle."
This meant Edwin Sr., (or Edward as he appears in census records and will in this blog hereafter to distinguish him from his son), must have had a brother named Steve who was apparently employed on the canal. Returning to the 1850 census I had no trouble finding Stephen and Elizabeth Watkins both age 25 living in Manchester. With them were Louisa age 3 and William age 1. Eliza must not have been born yet. So, Edward did have a relative nearby after all. I searched and searched, but could find no further mention of the murder of Steve Watkins. I did find an article from 1859 describing a Willard Bates being charged with assault & battery after breaking a window sash over the head of a man named Steve Watkins in Canandaigua, NY. It probably was Edward's brother--the 1860 census shows that Stephen and Elizabeth had moved to that place, along with children William, Eliza, Frances, Stephen and Sarah Watkins ages 12 to 2.
I checked the NYS census of 1865 hoping to find the county of Stephen's birthplace, the 1855 had left that column blank, but I couldn't locate him. He must have died between 1860 and 1865. I found his children William and Eliza with their Uncle Edward, but no trace of Elizabeth and the other children. Also in Edward's household was his son Edwin J. and Edwin's new wife Jane. That census also revealed that the elder Edward was born in Steuben County, NY and Edwin J. and the other children in Ontario County.
Checking the 1820 census for Steuben County I found a total of one hundred eight individuals under the "free colored persons" heading and forty six slaves, mostly concentrated around Painted Post and Bath, NY. They weren't enumerated by name so I have no way of knowing who they were, but I did find among the free men, Simon and King Watkins. They were indexed as "Walkins", but it looks like Watkins to me. Given the family composition of both men, I'm betting Simon was Stephen and Edward's father.
It was around the time of the 1865 census that Edward was elected a trustee of the school district. All indications are that Edward and his family, with the exception of Stephen of course, were doing well in Manchester. When Isabel Watkins died she left a will leaving land which bordered Edward's land, to her daughter Celinda. Clearly The Watkins family had been able to purchase real estate.
The 1870 Manchester census shows young Edwin J. and his wife Jane now in their own household with a 3 year old daughter, little Hattie. In 1875 they had been joined by twelve year old Sarah Newport, sister of Jane. Yes! Now I had a maiden name for Jane and I found her in 1860 living in Sodus, NY with her family. Manchester's 1880 census tells a sad story. Edwin was now a widower living alone. Manchester Village Cemetery, next to the Baptist Church on Main Street, records the burial of Jane Watkins and Infant Watkins, no date given. What happened? Was the infant buried with Jane little Hattie or was it another baby? It's hard to be sure, in 19th century records I've seen children much older than three referred to as infants; on the other hand, death in childbirth was not uncommon at that time. It turned out to be the latter. Looking for Hattie in 1880 I found her living with her aunt Celinda and Celinda's husband Charles Ross. That is the last census in which Edwin J. appears in Manchester, by 1892 he is living alone in Auburn, NY and working as a laborer.
Perhaps the pain of losing Jane and their baby was more than Edwin could stand to be constantly reminded of, perhaps he felt inadequate to raise a small girl like Hattie on his own. His mother Isabel passed away in 1881 and so was unavailable to help him; sending her to Celinda must have seemed like the best solution for everyone. But Edwin had one more surprise for me. In an article about the history of Manchester Cemetery which appeared in an 1952 edition of the local paper was this--"Edwin Watkins, the colored man who lived on North Avenue... served in the Civil War. His wife died Oct 2, 1875 at 23 years of age. Edwin moved to Auburn and remarried. After his death his second wife, [named as Josephine in the 1900 census], applied for a widow's pension, but had no proof of his first wife's death. However, Alvin Dewey and Eugene Payne went to the cemetery, replaced the old broken headstone with a new one, took the picture and sent it to the proper authorities. In the south west corner of the cemetery the stone still stands."
Neither man had probably ever met Josephine Watkins who lived in Auburn, and one would think the church burial records and a notarized statement would have satisfied the authorities. Alvin and Eugene must have done all this out of affection for their old childhood friend Edwin J.
In Ancestry's US Colored Troops Military Service Records, I found Edwin J. Watkins born in Manchester, enlisted at Palmyra, NY on 23 August 1864, his description says he was six feet tall--another family giant.