Dr. Charles B. Jaques, assistant surgeon during the Civil War for 7th Regiment New Jersey (Post III)

Scan of the cover of my personal copy of the book

Scan of the cover of my personal copy of the book

In my first post on Charles B. Jaques, I wrote in paragraph #12 that the 1863 publication Report of Major-General John Pope. Letter from the secretary of war, in answer to resolution of the House of 18th ultimo, transmitting copy of report of Major General John Pope described Charles as being ‘missing’, last seen on the battlefield near Centreville, Virginia, tending to the wounded on August 29, 1862.

Well, I have since learned why Charles was described as missing thanks to the marvelous book Give It to Them, Jersey Blues! by John Hayward (Hightstown, NJ, Longstreet House, 1998, 355 pages—available on Amazon).

Page 69: “Assistant Surgeon Charles Jaques also returned after being captured at Bull Run. During the battle, Jaques had positioned himself just behind the firing line. When the Regiment withdrew, he elected to stay with the wounded who could not be brought back. … Lieutenant Colonel Francine thought that Jaques was wrong in staying behind, so he arrested the doctor upon his return. Francine felt that the doctor should have helped tend to the seventeen wounded men that had been brought from the field. No charges were ever brought against Jaques and he was released  after only a few days.”

Imagine positioning yourself just behind a firing line…I can’t imagine the courage that took.

Charles in mentioned fleetingly several more times in the book (pp. 91, 93, 151), and his photo appears on p. 209. (I have written to the publishers to request permission to include the image in this blog, but have not gotten a response yet.)

In one case (pp. 91, 93), Charles and Lt. Col. Price observe that Francine appears “so dry and parched that he could barely speak above a whisper.” On Charles’ advice, Francine turned the Regiment over to Price and moved to the rear.  In another (p. 151), when the number of sick men in the regiment was rising alarmingly, Charles is noted as expressing great concern about the lack of fresh water and fruits and vegetables for the men.

The book is a marvelous tribute to the men of NJ’s Seventh Regiment. It contains a wealth of information and a large photo gallery. If you have an ancestor who served in this regiment, you just may find their image here.

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Some ‘common sense’ beauty tips from 1910

Los Angeles Herald, 25 December 1910

CLICK to ENLARGE – Los Angeles Herald, 25 December 1910

I got a kick out of these 1910 Los Angeles Herald images showing an early 20th-century American woman really putting her long tresses through their paces.

Holy cow—there’s a lot of fussin’ goin’ on there! But long hair was the style back then, and I suppose caring for all that hair did require quite a lot of effort…

When I looked more closely at this photo assortment, something really struck me. Check out the third photo from the left, up top under the headline… What do you see? A blow dryer! Wow!—and I thought handheld blow dryers got their start in the 60s/70s.

A visit to Wikipedia informed me that the first hair dyer was invented in the late 19th century by a Frenchman named Alexander Godefroy. It was a sit-under version, the type you see at hair salons. Prior to that, apparently many women used vacuum cleaners (!) to dry their hair.

The year 1911 witnessed the first U.S. handheld blow dryer being patented; it was the invention of an Armenian-American named Gabriel Kazanjian. (Go Gabriel!). The first models for consumers, however, did not come out until 1915 (…which makes it hard to explain why this Christmas Day 1910 newspaper is carrying this image! Thoughts anyone?).

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Did Grandma and her sisters fight over who got to use the hair dryer first?

As you can imagine, the initial models were heavy (approx. 2 lbs.–real bicep-builders) and cumbersome, and not anywhere near as powerful as the blow dryers of today. It would have taken quite a while to dry tresses as long and thick as these. And the early dryers could be dangerous, overheating or (worst-case scenario) causing electrocution. Thankfully, they have come a long way since then. So next time you power up your blow dryer, which will likely be today or tomorrow (am I right?), say a little ‘thank you’ to Alexander and Gabriel!

To read the accompanying article, which contains all sorts of advice on hair care and growing old gracefully:

Click the newspaper image once and then use Ctrl + to enlarge to your preferred size; or, for a very enlarged view, click the image twice, and use the sliding bars to move to different sections of the page:

Los Angeles Herald, 25 December 1910

Los Angeles Herald, 25 December 1910

Credit: California Digital Newspaper Collection – “A Freely Accessible Repository of Digitized California Newspapers from 1846 to the Present” – California Digital Newspaper Collection, Center for Bibliographic Studies and Research, University of California, Riverside; All newspapers published before January 1, 1923 are in the public domain and therefore have no restrictions on use.

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Sarah Nixon Boles (1855-1938) of Drumkeeran, Co. Leitrim, Ireland

In Memoriam - September 1838

CLICK to ENLARGE – In Memoriam – September 1938 – The Irish Christian Advocate

Sarah Nixon Boles, undated

Sarah Nixon Boles, undated photo

I recently found in a box of old papers an ‘In Memoriam’ article about my great-grandmother Sarah Boles Nixon that appeared in September 1838 in the Irish Christian Advocate newspaper, an Irish Methodist publication in existence from 1883-1971. The clipping (right) is a wonderful testament to Sarah’s character and faith in God. She passed her faith on to her children, as many who knew them personally would attest. They were wonderfully kind and caring people.

(Note: Some of the below info has appeared in past posts.)

Sarah was born in County Leitrim, Ireland, on 26 May 1855 to William Nixon and Rachel Millar (perhaps, ‘Miller’). This is the Nixon family of Fermanagh*—about which much has been written (e.g., The Families of French of Belturbet and Nixon of Fermanagh, and Their Descendants by Henry B. Swanzy, published in 1908), however, I have yet to figure out Sarah’s exact location in this Nixon family tree.

Supposedly Sarah was one of 14 children. I’ve come across birth dates for 11 of the 14, and so far, age-wise, Sarah appears to have fallen somewhere in the middle of the pack.

According to our family records, on 26 July 1888, at the age of 33, Sarah married Edward Boles, a farmer—also 33, at the Drumkeeran Methodist Church, Drumkeeran, Co. Leitrim.  Edward was the oldest of the eight children of James Boles of Fingreagh Upper, Co. Leitrim, and wife Jane Payne. (See the Rootsweb page Boles of Leitrim for a partial family tree.)

County Leitrim

County Leitrim (User Morwen on en.wikipedia; This file is licensed under the Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 3.0 Unported license)

Edward and Sarah lived in Clooneen, which is a rural area located about a half mile to the northeast of the small village of Drumkeeran. Between 1889 and 1896, Sarah gave birth to six children: Jane (“Jennie”) Kathleen, John James, William Robert, Edward (“Ben”) Benjamin, Beulah Sarah, and Mary (“May”) Elizabeth. Beulah (Ben’s twin) died in 1900 at age 6; May died of TB in her early 30s. John died in December 1935 in a car accident (a “huge blow” to the family, according to my mother).  He was in his early forties.

As I’ve mentioned before, my grandfather William emigrated to the US in 1912. He was sponsored by Sarah’s brother Robert, a silk salesman, who had emigrated in 1879 and was living in Summit, NJ. That left  just Jennie and Ben in Ireland. Both outlived their parents—in fact, Jennie lived to the age of 92.

On a visit to Ireland in July 1935, my mother got to meet Edward and Sarah for the first and only time. She was twelve and remembers walking with Edward through the fields around the Follistown house counting sheep and chatting with him, but having a hard time understanding him through his Irish accent. He was very tall and seemed a giant to her. Sarah she remembers as being super petite and ‘absolutely ancient-looking’ from a 12-year-old’s perspective. She also found Sarah hard to understand through her accent. (Sarah sent my mom a gold coin every Christmas; of course, my mom’s mother took them immediately for ‘safekeeping’ and then when WWII hit, they all disappeared to contribute to the war effort. Mom understood but was pretty unhappy about that!)

But, back to Edward & Sarah—eventually (early 1930s?), the family purchased land in Follistown, Navan, Co. Meath (about an hour’s drive to the northwest from Dublin); a house was built and sons John and Ben took charge of farming the land. The farm was left to Ben to run after John died.

Follistown House, July 1963

Follistown House

Edward and Sarah spent their final years at the house in Follistown. Sarah died in September 1938 and Edward in October 1940.

They were both laid to rest in Kentstown Cemetery, Co. Meath.

Now, on a side note, something I find very interesting is that Sarah’s parents and most, if not all of her siblings, emigrated to the United States, but Sarah chose to remain behind.

According to information I received earlier this year from a descendant of Sarah’s brother, Benjamin Nixon, the parents moved to NYC in 1869, when Sarah would have been about 14. I presume she would have stayed behind with relatives, but I have no idea with whom that could have been. I’ll have to try to find her in whatever records survived or weren’t affected by the Four Courts fire of 1922.

In recent months, I’ve learned a bit more about the Nixon family in the US, so more about them in a future post. As always, comments, additions, and corrections are welcome.

(*Fermanagh is one of the six counties of Northern Ireland.)

CLICK to ENLARGE the below images:

Sarah and her husband and four of her children, Clooneen, Co. Leitrim

Sarah and her husband and four of her children, perhaps, ca. 1912, when my grandfather departed for the US

Edward and Sarah (Nixon) Boles

Edward and Sarah (Nixon) Boles outside the house in Follistown

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Son William R. Boles, born 1892, served in the US army in WWI, though he was not yet an American citizen

Left to right: John Boles, my mother, William Boles (Taken in July 1935)

Left to right: John Boles, my mother, and William Boles (Taken in July 1935; five months later John — who never married — was killed in a car accident.)

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In memory of WWII US Army Captain Henry D. Wirsig

George Keller, Henry Wirsig, and Charles Brodhead

George Keller, Henry Wirsig, and Charles Brodhead

This photo on the right supposedly stood on my grandmother’s dresser many years ago, and I’d seen it off and on through the years, when leafing through a family album, always wondering who the gentleman in the middle was. Well, a week ago, I was going through an old bundle of letters, containing correspondence between my grandmother and grandfather, Fannie and Frank Brodhead, and a US Army Captain named Henry Wirsig. As I leafed through the letters, out fell a smaller version of this photo, and I immediately understood that this fellow in the middle was Henry.

The letters and postcards from Henry were sweet and thoughtful, almost always ending in “Love, Henry” or “Love to All, Henry”, and the one letter I found from my grandparents to him was signed “Love, Ma and Pa Brodhead”.

I later learned that Henry was born in 1914, so he was two years younger than my Dad’s brother Woody and seven years younger than my Dad (Charles). My Dad enlisted in spring 1942, and I believe this photo must have been taken around July 1942 as that was his last time home until November 1944.

Henry’s letters always inquired about Woody, my Dad, and ‘grandma’ (a reference to my grandfather’s mother Margaret Lewis Martin Brodhead, by then in her eighties), so Henry must have been a very close family friend. Where did they meet? Well, through subsequent research, I think it may have been through the First Presbyterian Church of Elizabeth (NJ), as Henry and my Dad’s family were all members there.

'Ma and Pa Brodhead'

‘Ma and Pa Brodhead’

As I read along, the letters all saved in chronological order, I was shocked to come upon a March 1945 letter from Henry’s mother to my grandmother, revealing gut-wrenching news—confirmation that Henry had been killed in action on December 17, 1944, at the onset of the Battle of the Bulge, a major German offensive campaign that began on 16 December 1944 and lasted until 25 January 1945, and resulted in a staggering 89,500 American casualties. Suddenly this photo took on extremely deep and personal meaning. I can’t begin to imagine how this crushing news must have devastated everyone who knew and loved Henry.

The website Battle of the Bulge Memories contains the recollections of a veteran who participated in that day’s events, and he describes the events leading up to Henry’s death. To read this riveting account, which is tough to read at times, click here.

Elizabeth Daily Journal, Saturday Evening, March 17, 1945

Elizabeth Daily Journal, Saturday Evening, March 17, 1945

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The Elizabeth Daily Journal published an obituary notice on March 17, 1945; it provided me with more details on Henry’s background. To paraphrase the obituary notice:

Captain Henry D. Wirsig, of Union, NJ (formerly of Elizabeth, NJ) died in Bastogne, Luxembourg, Belgium, during the Battle of the Bulge. He was a member of the Ninth Armored Division. Prior to his death, he had been serving as acting mayor of Luxembourg. He was 31 years old.

Capt. Wirsig was born and raised in Syracuse, NY, and graduated from the University of Syracuse. He enlisted in 1942, leaving behind a chemical engineering position with Standard Oil Development Company. He had joined the company as a student intern in 1936.

He was a member of the Reserve Officers Training Corps and began active duty as a lieutenant. At Camp Chaffee, Arkansas, in October 1942, he was promoted to Captain. He also trained in the California desert, Camp Cook (CA), Fort Knox (KY) and Camp Polk (LA). [My grandparents received a number of postcards from these places.]

Captain Wirsig was a member of the First Presbyterian Church, Elizabeth, NJ. He married Mabel Dorothy Painter of Elizabeth, NJ, on April 5, 1940, and had two children, Kenneth and Jean. He was the oldest son of Mr. and Mrs. Carl F. Wirsig, and brother of Stanley S. Wirsig and Paul O. Wirsig.

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I was very pleased to discover that Henry’s resting place has been memorialized on the Find a Grave site. He was buried at the Henri-Chapelle American Cemetery and Memorial in Liège, Belgium. I submitted a ‘photo’ and ‘biography’ to Find a Grave, and am happy to see that they have since been included in his memorial page (to view, click here).

Below is Henry’s last postcard to my grandparents.  My grandmother’s last letter to him, affectionately signed ‘Love, Ma and Pa Brodhead’ was written on January 9, 1945. She had no idea he was already gone.

It’s heart-breaking to think of all that Henry and his family lost on that tragic December day nearly 70 years ago.

Henry made the ultimate sacrifice in the liberation of Europe from Nazi tyranny. I thank him and his family for bearing this awful burden so that others could live in freedom.

Henry's last mailing, a postcard, to my grandparents; such a beautiful and peaceful scene.

Henry’s last mailing, a postcard, to my grandparents; Franciscan Convent in Marienthal, Luxembourg—such a beautiful and peaceful scene.

Written 16 days before Henry's death

Written 16 days before Henry’s death

Links:
American Battle Monuments Commission

PBS American Experience – Interviews with Bulge Veterans

"Infantry & Tanks near Bastogne". Licensed under Public domain via Wikimedia Commons - http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Infantry_%26_Tanks_near_Bastogne.jpg#mediaviewer/File:Infantry_%26_Tanks_near_Bastogne.jpg

“Infantry & Tanks near Bastogne”. Licensed under Public domain via Wikimedia Commons – Battle of the Bulge – Members of the 44th Armored Infantry, supported by tanks of the 6th Armored Division, move in to attack German troops surrounding Bastogne, Belgium (31 Dec 1944)

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Eva Wilder (McGlasson) Brodhead’s Indian Summer

Indian Summer by Józef Chełmoński, oil on canvas, 1875 [Public domain via Wikimedia Commons]

Indian Summer by Józef Chełmoński (1849-1914), oil on canvas, 1875 [Public domain via Wikimedia Commons]

Summer is slowly winding down—school buses are back on the roads, and vacations are over for many. Autumn is coming. Some of us get to feel the effects of that spectacular season’s onset sooner than others. As a transplant to south Florida, I miss the brilliance of autumn landscapes up north, collecting the best and brightest leaves, driving rural country roads, and enjoying those first crisp bits of winter’s early air.

If you’re one of the lucky ones who gets to basque in nature’s golden autumn glow, you may enjoy this poem by 19th-century, Kentucky-born writer Eva Wilder (McGlasson) Brodhead, written in her specialty—dialect verse—and published in 1895. She was in her early twenties at the time and already had an enormous following of admirers all across the country. I realize Eva’s verse may be a strange match for some of these Indian-summer-themed paintings, but they’re all gorgeous scenes… Why not put them together and celebrate the beauty of the season?

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From: Pipe and Pouch: The Smoker’s Own Book of Poetry by Joseph Knight, published in 1895 by John Wilson & Sons, of Cambridge, MA

Indian Summer on the Delaware River by Jasper Francis Cropsey (1823-1900)

Indian Summer in the Bronx by Sanford Robinson Gifford (1823-1880)


Indian Summer Hudson River by Albert Bierstadt (1830-1902)

Indian Summer by Vasily Polenov (1844-1927)


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Those frustrating images of ‘the unknowns’

Old unlabelled and undated photographs… you could be looking at bona fide ancestors and not even know it.  A reminder that we should be dating and labeling our family photos so that someday—100 years from now—our descendants aren’t left in the same predicament. But I know how it is. We’re all busy, and for me, it always seems to be ‘mañana when it comes to the drudgery of dating and identifying my own photos.

Anyway, what can one do other than share these antique photos in the hope that someone out there can provide some clues? Here are five that I have come across; I think they all date back to the 1880s, but I could be wrong. Only the last one provides evidence of that. Two were taken in Philadelphia, one in Boston, one in NYC, and one in Plainfield, NJ.

Naturally, I would love to know who these folks were. The images may have belonged to Charles Conrad Martin (1866-1943), son of Moses Martin and Sarah Augusta Lewis, and brother of my great-grandmother Margaret Lewis (Martin) Brodhead. I found them in a box with some of Margaret’s correspondence concerning her late brother’s estate. The NY lady and the Philadelphia lady share some resemblance, I think. And the Philadelphia lady in particular looks a bit like my grandfather Frank Martin Brodhead, Margaret’s son. But, maybe I am just grasping at straws here…

Left photo taken by McCormick & Heald, 22 Winter Street, Boston. Right photo taken by Langhorne Photographer, Plainfield, NJ (both undated)

Left photo taken by McCormick & Heald, 22 Winter Street, Boston. Right photo taken by Langhorne Photographer, Plainfield, NJ (both undated)

Photo taken by Fredricks, 770 Broadway, NY. Image en verso says 'Copyrighted 1881'.

Photo taken by Fredricks, 770 Broadway, NY. Image en verso says ‘Copyrighted 1881′.

Left photo taken by Gilbert & Bacon, 820 Arch Street & 40 North 8th Street, Phildelphia, PA. Right photo taken by F. Gutekunst, 712 Arch Street, Philadelphia, PA.

Left photo taken by Gilbert & Bacon, 820 Arch Street & 40 North 8th Street, Phildelphia, PA. Right photo taken by F. Gutekunst, 712 Arch Street, Philadelphia, PA.

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Dr. Charles B. Jaques, assistant surgeon during the Civil War for 7th Regiment New Jersey (Post II)

I love middle names. They can be so helpful when researching family members who were actually given a middle name, a practice that started in the US in the first half of the 19th century. Even a middle initial can be very useful.

Once armed with the middle name “Berry” (see last post) for Civil War assistant surgeon Dr. Charles B. Jaques (my second great-grandmother Wealthy Jaques Angus’s youngest sibling), I was able to find his cause of death.

The book Catalogue of the Alumni, Officers and Fellow, 1807-1891, published by Columbia University College of Physicians and Surgeons (NY: Bradstreet Press, 1891, p. 79) states that Charles (Class of 1856) died from cardiac disease. Born on Valentine’s Day 1834, Charles was just 32 at the time of his death. He’d saved many lives during his Civil War years with New Jersey’s 7th Regiment, yet his own life could not be saved. Perhaps, some childhood illness finally took its toll.

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(Note: they have a typo in his year of death, which was 1866 (vice 1876) according to his obituary notice and grave marker.)

If you would like to view a carte de visite of Charles, one is currently on display on the Heritage Auction website. Copyright restrictions prohibit me from showing the photo here, but you can view it yourself. Just click on this link—he is in the top row, third from the left.

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Striking gold: Gleanings from the Samuel Barron Jaques family Bible

p. 253 The Book of Family Crests, London: Henry Washbourne & Co., 1951

p. 253 The Book of Family Crests, London: Henry Washbourne & Co., 1851

A year plus ago, I did a post on Samuel Barron Jaques (1730-1799), a fourth great-grandfather, who lived on the Jaques (pronounced “Jay-quiss”) family farm in Locust Grove, which was just north of Woodbridge, New Jersey, as I recall. There were numerous subsequent posts about his son Isaac (1791-1880), my third great-grandfather, a Manhattan tailor who removed to Elizabeth, NJ) and the children of Isaac I’d managed to discover: Jane, John, Isaac, Walter, Christopher, and Charles. All of them came as a surprise to me since we’d always believed my second great-grandmother Wealthy Jaques Angus (b. 1815) was the only child of Isaac and wife Wealthy Ann Cushman of Hartford, CT, a circumstance seemingly corroborated by the voluminous Jaques Family Genealogy (ed. by Roger Jaques and Patricia Jaques for the Jaques Family Association, published 1995): on page 457 the book describes Wealthy Ann Jaques as being the …only child of Isaac and Wealthy A. (Cushman) Jaques….

Well, as Sod’s law would have it, I’ve just now come across a thin, browned Newark News clipping from 13 March 1915 (according to the handwriting en verso) that was stuffed in an old envelope with a bunch of other papers. I sure wish I’d come upon this clipping a long time ago, but better late than never, as the saying goes. But, those of us researching our family trees would probably all agree that we’ll take gold whenever we can get it, and gold for me was learning names and dates contained in the Samuel Barron Jaques family Bible. It doesn’t get much better than this.

The clipping, which must have been taken from a newspaper column that focused on family history, gives the names and birth dates of all of Samuel Barron and Mary (Coddington) Jaques’s children, as well as all the names and birth dates for Isaac and Wealthy (Cushman) Jaques’s children.

I discovered that—after all my research—I’d still missed two of their children: Eleazer Jaques (b. 1820) and Samuel Barron Jaques (b. 1824). But, nonetheless, the fact that I had managed to nail the others into place prior to this with varying degrees of biographical detail brought some satisfaction. Significantly, the Family Bible provides middle names, and those can be very valuable when researching an individual. Of course, they can also lead to new questions such as why this or that name? For example, I learned that dentist son Walter’s full name was Walter Madison Smith Jaques, and Christopher P. Jaques was Christopher Prince Jaques. The Prince middle name was familiar to me. Walter and Christopher’s sister Wealthy Jaques Angus (my ssecond great-grandmother) had named her youngest son Walter Prince Angus (b. 1861). I believe Christopher (b. 1831) and Walter (b. 1826) died while still in their 20’s/30’s, though I have yet to find exact death dates for them. But Wealthy’s decision to name her youngest Walter Prince may have been to honor her late brothers. In addition, a long while ago, I discovered that one of the siblings’ brothers, John Barron Jaques (b. 1822), named his youngest child (b. 1853) Walter M. S. Jaques, and now I think I can guess what those middle initials stand for!

The clipping starts off mentioning the initials of F. W. G. and J. A. K. I have no idea who F. W. G. was, but feel quite certain that the latter was James Angus Knowles, son of Mary Martha Angus Knowles (b. 1846, a daughter of the aforementioned Wealthy Jaques Angus and James Angus) and Austin Fellows Knowles. James Angus Knowles was a great-grandson of Isaac Jaques, and evidence I’ve seen (in the form of genealogical details written on his letterhead) suggests he had a strong interest in the Angus/Jaques family history. I assume that the Samuel Barron Jaques family Bible may have been passed down along his Knowles family line, or perhaps it is now with the descendants of one of James’s siblings.

Dr. Moses Jaques bio from p. 126, History of Union and Middlesex Counties, New Jersey with Biographical Sketches of many of their Prominent Men (Philadelphia: Everts & Peck, 1882)

Dr. Moses Jaques bio from p. 126, History of Union and Middlesex Counties, New Jersey with Biographical Sketches of many of their Prominent Men (Philadelphia: Everts & Peck, 1882)

Also of interest are the final details mentioned of the Jaques’s family coat of arms, which was then apparently likely in the possession of the descendants of Dr. Moses Jaques (1770-1858), a nephew of Samuel Barron Jaques: The Jaques family is of French descent, the name originally spelled Jacques; of Huguenot origin, fled to England during the fifteenth century. The arms in shield is a fer-de-neorelin (a mill iron), with five stars. Crest: A horse’s head and neck stuck with a tilting spear. Motto: Detur forti palma (the reward given to the brave).

So, to close, below are my updated family tree for these three generations of the Samuel Barron Jaques family and a photo copy of the clipping.

As always, comments, corrections, and additions are most welcome!

1-Samuel Barron Jaques b. 1730, Woodbridge, Middlesex Co., NJ, d. 26 Jul 
  1799, Gravel Hill, near Rahway, called Milton, NJ, bur. Locust Grove 
  Cemetery, Woodbridge, Middlesex Co., NJ
 +Mary Coddington b. 1769, New Jersey, bur. Woodbridge, Middlesex, NJ
|-----2-Hannah Jaques b. 17 Aug 1782, d. 17 Aug 1783
|-----2-John Jaques b. 15 Oct 1783, d. Bef Sep 1798
|-----2-David Jaques b. 9 Oct 1784
|-----2-Ziporah Jaques b. 31 Mar 1787
|-----2-Nansey Jaques b. 25 Apr 1789
|-----2-Isaac Jaques b. 9 Aug 1791, Woodbridge Neck, NJ, d. 24 Aug 1880, 
|       Elizabethtown, NJ, bur. 27 Aug 1880, Evergreen Cemetery, Hillside, NJ
|      +Wealthy Ann Cushman b. 11 Nov 1793, Hartford, CT, d. 11 Apr 1856, 
|       Elizabeth, Union Co, NJ, bur. 13 Apr 1856, Evergreen Cemetery, 
|       Hillside, NJ
|     |-----3-Jane F. Jaques b. 9 Jan 1814, New York, d. 1 Aug 1843, Brooklyn, 
|     |       Kings Co., New York, bur. 3 Aug 1843
|     |-----3-Wealthy Ann Jaques b. 15 Dec 1815, New York City, New York. NY, 
|     |       d. 7 Mar 1892, At Home, 25 Reid Street, Elizabeth, Union Co., NJ, 
|     |       bur. First Presbyterian Church yard of Elizabeth, NJ
|     |-----3-Isaac Jaques b. 15 Nov 1817, d. Prob bef 24 Aug 1880
|     |-----3-Eleazer Jaques b. 7 Mar 1820
|     |-----3-John Barron Jaques b. 12 Sep 1822, New York or New Jersey, USA, 
|     |       d. 19 Dec 1895, St. Michael's Hospital, Newark, Essex Co., NJ, 
|     |       bur. Evergreen Cemetery, Hillside, Union, NJ
|     |-----3-Samuel Barron Jaques b. 12 Oct 1824, d. poss 27 May 1858
|     |-----3-Walter Madison Smith Jaques b. 28 Jul 1826, New York City, New 
|     |       York USA, d. Bef 22 Oct 1863
|     |-----3-Christopher Prince Jaques b. 6 Jan 1831, New York City, New York 
|     |       USA, d. Bef 24 Aug 1880
|     |-----3-Dr. Charles Berry Jaques b. 14 Feb 1834, New York City, New York 
|     |       USA, d. 2 Nov 1866, Brooklyn, Kings Co., NY, bur. 5 Nov 1866, Old 
|     |       Somerville Cemetery, Somerville, Somerset Co., NJ, USA
|      +Rebecca A. Robinson b. 1804, CT, d. 29 Dec 1886, bur. Evergreen 
|       Cemetery, Hillside, Union Co., NJ
|-----2-Mary Jaques b. 23 Sep 1793
|-----2-Jane F. Jaques b. 26 Jan 1796, d. 27 Aug 1880, bur. St. Paul's Church 
|       Cemetery, Mt. Vernon, Westchester Co., NY
|      +John B. Quinn d. 20 May 1860, bur. St. Paul's Church Cemetery, Mt. 
|       Vernon, Westchester Co., NY
|-----2-John Morris Jaques b. 21 Sep 1798
Newark News clipping, supposedly from 13 March 1915

Newark News clipping, supposedly from 13 March 1915

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Where life throws you curves… and waterfalls

Bald River Falls, Tellico Plains, TN (see tiny people mid-right)

Bald River Falls, Tellico Plains, TN (see tiny people mid-right)

I’ve just spent a week white-knuckling it as my hubby skillfully navigated the dozens of back roads crisscrossing the hills, dales, mountains, gorges, and tiny towns of SE Tennessee/SW North Carolina. He rarely let me drive, assuming that I might suddenly ‘zig’ when a ‘zag’ was needed. I can understand his concern—rarely did we see warning signs on approach to nasty sharp turns, and there were many of those, most veering around the edge of some exceedingly high cliff. He kept telling me to sit back and relax… hmmm, easier said than done. Toward the end of our vacation, he relinquished his iron grip on the driver’s seat, and after observing me behind the wheel for a while, he understood that I was just as eager not to go over any cliffs as he was!

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Not sure the name of this waterfall; it was a mile from where we were staying and involved a bit of a descent to get down to it.

So now we are back on the flat-as-a-pancake roads of south Florida, and I must say it’s a bit of a relief, though we will definitely venture forth again into that mountainous world. Next time, however, we’ll at least better know what to expect.

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One of the falls at Coker Creek Falls, TN

Two of the little gems we discovered were the town of Tellico Plains, Tennessee’s gateway to the relatively unknown but breathtaking Cherohala Skyway and home to the Tellico River and nearby Bald River Falls (and excellent trout fishing), and the tiny village of Coker Creek (also in Tennessee), which is nestled high in the southern Appalachian mountains, surrounded by the Cherokee National Forest. The latter was apparently a haven for panners of gold long before the California gold rush. You can still try your hand at it today; plenty of places, including the local visitor center, seem to sell the pans.

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Apalachia Lake, heading towards our landing area

We did some canoeing and kayaking on Apalachia Lake, a nine-mile-long wilderness lake in southwestern North Carolina. We rarely saw a soul out there and, apart from the birds, could only hear the occasional faint sound of an airplane going by overhead, somewhere high in the stratosphere. Day and night the waters were calm, apart from the occasional fish jumping.

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Apalachia Lake, North Carolina, a 9-mile-long wilderness lake

I saw plenty of cemeteries as we made our way around the area, and immediately thought of taking some photos of individual graves, but after checking the Find a Grave site, was amazed that all the cemeteries seemed to be registered there; and plenty and even sometimes all graves appeared to have been recorded. No need to feel compelled to grab the camera; those amazing Find a Grave volunteers had already ‘been there, done that’!

So having taken some time off, I have no family history post to share with you this week. But I do want you to see some reproductions of stage coaches and other now-obsolete wagons, all handcrafted by a Coker Creek craftsman. Two are on display outside the Visitor Center and a brochure shows you all the rest of the carriages available for purchase should you so desire. Fascinating!  Of course, what for us is an amazing and novel sight would have been common for many of our ancestors of the pre-automobile era. This was just the way you got around. Imagine climbing aboard that covered wagon and having it be your home for months on end, no matter what the weather…

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Coker Creek – covered wagon

As I stepped up to peek inside the stage coach, I could not help but think of my second great grandmother Wealthy Jaques Angus, who traveled over the mountains of Vera Cruz, Mexico, by coach in the early 1840s with her two small children in tow, to meet up with her husband, my second great grandfather James Winans Angus who had established a coach-making business in Mexico City. Who do you think she shared her stage coach ride with on that memorable journey? None other than a young Army lieutenant, the recently graduated Ulysses S. Grant! Imagine that!

More on that some other day. Meanwhile, enjoy the pictures!

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Handcrafted stage coach

Stage coach interior

wagons

All faithful reproductions, handmade by a Mr. Marvin Harper of Coker Creek, Tennessee

Peaceful trail

Peaceful trail

Gorgeous vistas!

Gorgeous vistas!

Apalachia Lake

Apalachia Lake

Categories: Angus, Famous Historical Figures, Gen. Ulysses S., Grant, Miscellaneous, Nature, North Carolina, Tennessee | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 2 Comments

An unlikely visitor

No farms around here!

To temporarily digress from the family history focus of this blog, I’ll tell you a story of a recent “unicorn” sighting… Let me explain. Hubby comes home one night and, after sitting down to dinner, reports rather animatedly that he saw a sheep just up the road, while driving to work that morning. I quickly glanced in his direction, examining his face and wondering whether he was running a fever, but he insisted it was true—he’d even captured an image on his iPod. Now, where we live in south Florida, that’s pretty much like saying that you’ve spotted a unicorn. While I believed him, this was an incredibly strange development. Such things simply don’t happen here. Where on earth could this sheep have come from?

With dinner over, we went out on our nightly skate, and, after doing our usual route, we were perhaps 1/2 mile from the house when my husband started talking about the sheep again. Having not yet seen the iPod image, I probed for full details—black face and legs, adult-sized, fuzzy white wool, looked like Shaun the sheep, appeared to be in good health, etc.

Miraculously, I turned my head quickly to look between two houses to get a view of a mango tree laden with fruit, and voila!—there was “Shaun”, standing there, looking straight at us. I shouted back to hubby that I’d just seen his sheep. We both spun around like maniacs and returned to the spot. And sure enough “Shaun” was standing there munching away on someone’s lawn. Just then, the homeowner, an elderly gentleman, arrived home in his car, and we made the mistake of asking him whether he was aware of the sheep. Oh, yes, he said, unhappily. He’d been trying to shoo it away for several days, and claimed he’d even been tempted to go get his gun and fix himself some stew… Next thing we knew, he was grabbing a rake and running around the lawns of various neighbors swatting the air in “Shaun”‘s direction to drive him away. This was definitely not the outcome we’d hoped for when we asked him about the poor lost sheep.

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The evidence. Quite like spotting a unicorn!

With little we could do, we skated home. I called the police non-emergency line to file a report; the dispatcher listened to me somewhat skeptically at first, but promised to report it to the relevant authorities. Then, miraculously, ten minutes later, “Shaun” galloped right past our lanai, full throttle to the east. We dashed out the door, but darkness was falling… That was it. He’d vanished into the night. We never saw him again.

We hope “Shaun” made it home or found a good new home. This is not the type of habitat a sheep should be running loose in… packs of coyotes can often be heard howling in the night in response to the occasional ambulance siren.

I still can’t help but look for “Shaun” now, every time we drive past that spot. A sheep–here? Very bizarre! Where I grew up in NJ, we saw sheep nearly every day. We even had some ourselves for a while. But, the streets of south Florida?! Amazing.

So now you know what counts for excitement around here!

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