Showing posts with label Mock Dunkard church. Show all posts
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Monday, September 12, 2016

Jonah Harbaugh and Elizabeth Callihan Harbaugh



Jonah and Elizabeth are two of my ancestors who leave me with many more questions than answers. I do know that death and heartache were profound elements of Elizabeth's life.

Jonah had a twin brother named after their father, John. His mother, Rachel, was a Quaker.  I don't know exactly how involved Jonah was with the local Quaker congregation, but his body was buried in the Quaker cemetery near Fishertown in Bedford County.  

Elizabeth was the 4th oldest of 14 children. She was an active member of the Dunkard church. In her later years she enjoyed bringing her grandchildren to church with her.

Jonah and Elizabeth were married sometime before 1840. Their son, George, was born probably around 1841 or 1842. On 4 July 1843, Jonah died, making Elizabeth a very young widow and single mother.  The first of many tragedies in her life.





To complicate things even more, their daughter (my 2nd great-grandmother), Elizabeth Ellen, was born exactly 2 months following Jonah's death. A little less than 2 years later, Elizabeth's mother died.  Think about that - as a very young widow raising 2 small children on her own, Elizabeth lost her mother. 





As I try to put myself within the culture of the day, I would think that extended family was just kind of a given and was, I guess, completely ubiquitous. Almost everyone, it seems, was within spitting distance of extended family members of some type or another.  That's not to say that those closest to you are somehow diminished or less important by any means, but at least there was always some type of back-up plan should ultimate tragedy occur.  This had to provide some kind of comfort and support.  At least, I would like to think so.

If you remember from previous posts, Elizabeth's mother was a Reininger and had married a Callihan. The Callihan and Reininger farms were adjacent to each other. 




As the families grew and the farms expanded, additional homes and dwellings would be built within close proximity to each other.  US census records can help tell the story and put some of the pieces together.  The 1840 census shows Jonah Harbaugh and his wife living among the Callihans and the Reiningers.




It was during the 1840s when Elizabeth lost her husband.  By 1850 she and her children were living apart. Elizabeth was living with her Uncle George Reininger and Aunt Susan in a house on the Reininger farm.  Aunt Susan was a Harbaugh, though I don't know if or how she was related to Elizabeth's deceased husband, Jonah. Also living in the house was Elizabeth's younger sister, Sarah, who was only 2 yrs. old when their mother died, as well as a young farm hand.




Elizabeth's 2 children, George and Ellen, were living with Jonah's parents, John and Rachel Harbaugh.  I don't know why Elizabeth didn't have her children living with her, I don't know how far away her parents were (though it wouldn't have been more than a few miles), and I don't know how often she saw them. I just hope this was an arrangement that was, for whatever reason, good for everyone.




By 1860 Elizabeth was living next to her brother George and his family.  Her daughter Ellen is living with her.  (The census taker didn't get their last names quite right, but no doubt this is Elizabeth and her daughter.)




By 1860 son George would be in his very early 20s.  There's a George W. Harbaugh listed in an 1860 census in Frederick, MD with some other Harbaughs from Pennsylvania.  He's working as a farmer. I'm not convinced at all that this is Elizabeth's son, so I'm not exactly sure where he was in 1860. 

I do know the 1860s were a very eventful and tumultuous time.  The 12th of April 1861 brought the beginning of Civil War. We don't know the exact date, but at some point in the early 1860s Elizabeth's son, George, enlisted in the Union Army. In December of 1863, her daughter Ellen married Adam Ickes. She was probably already pregnant on her wedding day.

On the 11th of July 1864 Elizabeth's son George died from wounds he had received in battle at Petersburg, VA on 16th of June. He was buried at Hampton National Cemetery, Hampton, VA. 

Just 7 days following her son's death (but probably prior to her being notified that her son had died), her first grandchild was born.  John Elmer Ickes, son of Ellen and Adam, arrived in the world on 18 July 1864.

But as the war between the states continued it further affected the family.  In October of 1864 son-in-law Adam enlists as a substitute in the Union Army.  Thankfully, on 6 July 1865  Adam is honorably discharged from service and returns home sometime afterward.

At some point during the 1860s Elizabeth marries a man with the last name of Smith. The marriage is somewhat short-lived as either Mr. Smith dies (which is most likely) or something else happens to dissolve the marriage.  We believe this to be the case because by 1870, as shown in the census, Elizabeth is living with her daughter Ellen and family in Pleasantville. 





Elizabeth was living with Ellen's family when Ellen gave birth to a son, Sheldon Ross, in Jan of 1871, who died less than 3 months later.  She was also there when Ellen gave birth to a son, Henry Beecher, in March of 1872, who died when he was just 2 days old.

The 1880 census shows Elizabeth still living with daughter Ellen and family in Pleasantville.





That's the last known record of Elizabeth Callihan Harbaugh Smith.  There is simply no record of her to be found after 1880.

In 1884 Adam moved his family to Nebraska.  I know from what Adam's daughter Allegra (Aunt Alle) recorded as well as documented evidence from Nebraska State census records that Elizabeth did not go to Nebraska with them.  

Elizabeth and Ellen didn't have a mother-daughter relationship in which the daughter cut the apron strings and pursued a life of her own away from everything parental.  These women's lives were closely intertwined through birth and death and war and uncertainty and heartache and loss. I can't imagine, after all that Ellen and Elizabeth had been through together, that Ellen would ever consider moving a lifetime away and not taking her mother with her if she were still alive.  Elizabeth must have died after 1880 and prior to 1884.  I just can't believe anything else.  But I really wish I knew for sure.



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Saturday, September 10, 2016

Dunnings Creek Church of the Brethren

The Church of the Brethren is a Christian tradition with German origin.  It has also been known as the German Baptist Brethren and the "Dunkards" because of their belief in baptism by immersion.

The Dunnings Creek congregation began meeting around 1841 and a log meetinghouse was begun in the fall of 1843 and completed in 1844. It was built on land sold to the church by Christian Mock for $5 and was located a short distance southwest of Pleasantville.




Although the adjacent cemetery was often visited and cared for, after many decades of use the meetinghouse eventually fell into disrepair.  

Fast forward to the late 20th century when Clair Mock, great-great-grandson of Christian Mock, a long-time member, deacon, and volunteer of the Mock Dunkard Church, convinced a group of friends to help him restore the old church. It has since been used for Christmas services and other special events.



















After taking several outside shots I placed my camera lens up against the window glass hoping to get some type of clear image inside. Imagine my surprise when the image came into focus and I spotted Brent within the shot.  The church door was unlocked and visitors were welcome inside. 





















This was the church where the Callihans and the Reiningers were members.  This was the church adjacent to the cemetery in which Robert Callihan and Margaret Reininger Callihan, among other members of their family, were buried. It was a multi-generational church attended by many past generations of my family.  Remembering fondly the days of his youth, my great-grandfather, Horace Ickes, wrote, "I would walk 2 1/2 miles with my grandmother to her church, set way back in the woods.  The old Dunkard church." This was where they worshiped God, studied scripture, and prayed.  They prayed for each other. They prayed for their crops and for their animals. They prayed for beneficial weather and much needed rain. They prayed for their families and their children: the born, the unborn, and the dead.

Since 1844 at least 5 generations of my direct-line ancestors made cherished memories in this little log church set deep in the woods.




 And 2015 brought at least one more.






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Friday, September 9, 2016

Robert Callihan and Margaret Reininger Callihan



What can I say about Robert and Margaret?  Well, they grew up on neighboring farms. Robert was about 6 years older than Margaret.  When he was 23 and she was 17 they got married.  She was a June bride.  Less than ten months later their first child, Thomas, was born.  

No doubt their entire adult lives revolved around their family, their faith, and their farm.  Robert not only worked on his father's farm, he inherited it and worked the same farm land his entire life. Concerning their home, Horace Ickes, my great-grandfather, who was born in 1868 wrote, "The home of my boyhood was many years behind the times and slow in trying new methods and appliances. I remember very well when my great-grandfather, Robert Callihan on my mother's side, got his first cook stove and kerosene lamp, up to that time he cooked over the fire and used tallow candles for light."

A history of the local congregation of The Church of the Brethren, also known as the Mock Church (as the land on which it was built was owned by a member of the Mock family), indicates that Robert was appointed a deacon.  Robert and Margaret are both buried in the cemetery adjacent to the church.

Margaret spent her entire adult life birthing and caring for children.  Her first child was born when she was 18 yrs. old.  She gave birth to 14 living children over the span of 29 years.  All 14 of those children lived into adulthood.  Going by the birth dates of her surviving children, she could have given birth to other children who died in infancy or were stillborn, though we have no evidence or proof of any others.  Of course, I believe that all women need and deserve some time to themselves to pursue their own interests.  A career for a mid-19th century farmer's wife, I'm sure, was unthinkable. But maybe Margaret would have liked to have had a flower garden.  Maybe she wanted to try her hand at painting.  I don't even know if she was literate. I don't really know what kind of resources were available  to her to pursue some kind of self-interest when raising children was no longer her primary concern.  Unfortunately, she never had the opportunity to find out.  Margaret died at the age of 47 giving birth to her 14th child.  Robert never remarried, even though he out-lived Margaret by about 31 years.



Mock Dunkard Church and Cemetery








  

Their 14 children provided them with a huge posterity.  Descendants of Robert and Margaret were photographed sometime around the 1900-1910 timeframe at  the Holsinger Church.  My direct ancestors left the area in 1884 and are not represented.


Photo courtesy of callihanfamilyresearch.org and Donald M. Callihan


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Sunday, June 19, 2016

Thomas Callihan - One More piece of History

If you remember, Thomas Callihan deserted on Apr 5, 1778 after leaving Valley Forge and marching to New Jersey, more specifically Haddonfield, per orders from George Washington.  His commanding officer was Colonel Israel Shreve.   Based on others in his regiment being taken prisoner on that day, I speculated that Thomas deserted because of a raid by the British. A quick google search for "2nd New Jersey Regiment Revolutionary War" turned this up on Wikipedia and several other sources:

"Through the spring of 1778, on detached duty and in cooperation with the Jersey Militia, the 2nd New Jersey gathered forage and supplies, and skirmished with the British and Loyalists for two months."

April 5th was, in fact, an important day in the history of the 2nd New Jersey.  The account continues:

"On 4 and 5 April 1778, British forces repulsed Major Richard Howell and his troops from Billingsport, New Jersey. British troops attacked Swedesboro and marched on towards Haddonfield. Col. Israel Shreve evacuated from Haddonfield about 2 am Sunday morning, 5 April, and speed marched his troops to Mount Holly. Haddonfield was attacked, two Quaker houses were burned, and American rider Miles Sage was stabbed multiple times by British (but survived). British troops proceeded to Cooper's Ferry (present site of the New Jersey access of the Benjamin Franklin Bridge). A pitched battle ensued, with about 50 American troops (most of whom were part of Shreve's Regiment),led by Major William Ellis (Gloucester Militia). Orders had been given by Shreve (and sent by Miles Sage) to vacate upon the ignition of an alarm cannon. The cannon was never fired, and Ellis refused to retreat across the Cooper Creek Bridge. Many men were wounded, killed or captured. The British were furious about the lost opportunity to capture Shreve at Haddonfield but elated about the capture of the American picket at Cooper's Ferry (including a set of spy glasses given by Washington to spy upon the Philadelphia shore). Washington was furious at Shreve and never forgave him."

The Haddonfield skirmish of April 5, 1778 was recently reenacted.




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Friday, June 17, 2016

Thomas Callihan Rewrite

I sent a link to my Thomas and Mary Callihan post to Robert Callihan who forwarded it on to Don Callihan.  Both are founders, researchers, and major contributors to callihanfamilyresearch.org.  And they're both really nice guys.

I heard back.  It turns out I was just a tiny bit wrong.

Two things.  Three, actually.

First, Don told me there's no evidence Thomas was born in Ireland.  He could have been born in New Jersey for all we know! Well, if that's true, how come callihanfamilyresearch.org has him born in Northern Ireland?

screenshot from callihanfamily research.org

I knew I had seen that somewhere!  Maybe someone else in their research group came to that conclusion and it ended up on the website. But whatever. Apparently, documented evidence is lacking and we may never know for sure.

Second, Don told me the Callihans weren't Quakers.

Well. . . he got me there.

Since virtually ALL of my other Bedford County Irish immigrants were Quakers, and Thomas' first Bedford County land purchase was right smack in the middle of Quaker Central (aka Fishertown), and some of the Callihans married Quakers, I apparently made an incorrect assumption.

Don speculated that they may have been Presbyterian or Methodist.  Actually, not being affiliated with such a tight-knit religious group as were the Quakers could explain the affiliation at least some of them had with the Old Mock Church outside of Pleasantville.  Thomas' son, Robert, was listed in a church record as being one of its trustees.  And he and his wife are buried there.  And my great-grandfather wrote about walking there with his grandmother to go to church.

So definitely not Quakers.

The last item concerned Thomas' service in the Revolutionary War.  Did he serve or didn't he? I guess it could still be up for debate, but Don is convinced. He served.  And deserted.  After a little research of my own, and now that I know more than I did before, I would have to agree with him. And actually, the story is quite fascinating.

On Monday, 20 January 1806, Thomas put an ad in the Bedford Gazette.


photo found at callihanfamilyresearch.org

What do we learn from this?  We know he had a brother named Jacob and a sister named Nancy. They were both living in Morris County New Jersey in 1778. It appears that Thomas had been living there as well, but left in 1778 and had not had any contact with them for 28 years.  He was also letting them know he had relocated to Bedford County Pennsylvania because they would otherwise have no way knowing that.

So what was going on in 1778 that would draw Thomas away from his New Jersey family and not return?  Well, when the places and the dates match up and there are no records that could point to anyone else by the same name, the evidence becomes pretty convincing. 

According to Don, The Thomas "Callehen" or "Kallehan" listed in the records of the New Jersey 2nd Regiment was, in fact, OUR Thomas Callihan.

So he really could have been born in New Jersey???

Well, I found this myself, so. . . .




maybe.  (Actually, with no dates assigned to this record other than a time span of 271 years, this tells us absolutely nothing.  It's like it's totally compelling and completely useless all at the same time! And what's really fascinating is that as long as we don't know, it's exactly like that thing that happened with Schrodinger's cat. And that, my friends, is where science and genealogy come together.)

Back to Thomas.  The available online records and the history books paint a pretty good picture as to where he was and what he was up against.






These two reproduced military records show that Thomas "Callehen" had enlisted as a Continental soldier on January 1, 1778 with the 2nd New Jersey Regiment. It was a part of George Washington's "Grand Army". He was 20 years old.

Thomas probably experienced tearful goodbyes as he left his family members and began marching along side any other new recruits to the place the 2nd New Jersey Regiment had been ordered to spend the winter.  It was only about 80 miles from Morris County, NJ, but from what Thomas left behind it was probably a whole world away. I don't believe anything could have prepared him for what lie ahead. So where was the 2nd New Jersey Regiment in January of 1778?

 Valley Forge.

If you forgot your American History (like I did) let me fill you in.  Wikipedia puts it this way:

"Valley Forge was the military camp in southeastern Pennsylvania, approximately 20 miles (30 km) northwest of Philadelphia, where the American Continental Army spent the winter of 1777–78 during the American Revolutionary WarStarvationdisease, malnutrition, and exposure killed over 2,500 American soldiers by the end of February 1778."


Washington and Lafayette at Valley Forge.jpg


Another historian wrote:

"Images of bloody footprints in the snow, soldiers huddled around lonely campfires, and Washington on his knees, praying that his army might survive often come to mind when people hear the words ‘Valley Forge.’

"Washington chose Valley Forge as the winter encampment for his 11,000 men along with approximately 500 women and children who accompanied them for several reasons. First, the lay of the land made Valley Forge a natural fortress. The army's camp sat high on a plateau at the top of a series of hills that protected it. The soldiers lived in huts built on the plateau and continued training on the parade ground at its center. Secondly, Valley Forge was far enough away from the rich farmland north of Philadelphia to prevent the army from becoming a burden on the local population. Lastly, Valley Forge was close enough to the occupied capital of Philadelphia for the Continental Army to keep an eye on the British and prevent any surprise attacks on settlements in the countryside. As Washington explained, if the army was farther away, then 'many of our friends would be exposed to all the miseries of the most insulting and wanton depredation.'

"Washington hoped that his officers and soldiers, with "one heart" and "one mind," would surmount the troubles that lay ahead of them. The lack of proper clothing was a significant problem. While Washington knew most of his men were fit for duty, he calculated that at least a third of them had no shoes. Many did not have a decent coat to protect against the constant rain that plagued the camp.

"Washington ordered his soldiers to build wooden huts for themselves, twelve by twelve feet each, and then search the countryside for straw to use as bedding. He hoped this would keep them warm since there were not enough blankets for everyone. Even worse, his quartermaster reported that he had just twenty-five barrels of flour and only a little salt pork to feed the entire army.
  
"Promising to 'share in the hardship' and 'partake of every inconvenience,' Washington moved with his closest aides into a two-story stone house near Valley Forge Creek. He spent much of his time writing to Congress, demanding more supplies for his men, while defending himself against charges of incompetence and dictatorial ambitions." (http://www.mountvernon.org/digital-encyclopedia/article/valley-forge/


Washington's headquarters at Valley Forge (photo by Rob Shenk)

Throughout the winter of 1777-78 many men took furloughs, died, and deserted. From the book "What Can't Brave Americans Endure" The New Jersey Infantry at the Valley Forge Encampment by Joseph Lee Boyle we read, "Many men left the Army in January 1778 as their terms of service were up. For the next few months few new enlistments appeared."  Thomas would have been one of those new enlistments, arriving just prior to mid February, the hardest time for the troops. Food shortages were so severe, Boyle wrote, that Washington wrote to the President of Congress that if something was not done immediately "this Army would dissolve".


Payroll for January


Payroll for February



Extra pay awarded the troops by act of Congress
mid February due to their extreme hardship


Image of the actual Muster Roll for the 2nd New Jersey, February 1778.  Thomas "Callehen" is #21.


The above image cropped and photoshopped

Piecing together a timeline, Boyle referenced a letter written by General George Washington to Colonel Israel Shreve, the 2nd New Jersey commanding officer.  On March 19th Washington ordered them to leave Valley Forge and "march immediately" for New Jersey out of concern for British raiding parties.

So here's what we know so far.  Thomas enlisted on January 1st.  He was at Valley Forge sometime after January 1st and stayed until shortly after March 19th when his unit shipped out due to potential British raiding parties.

And then this happened:





If you're wondering what the chicken scratch is between "Casualties" and "Apl, 5, 1778", it's "Desd", which stands for "Deserted".

Why would he endure the immense suffering of Valley Forge and then on the 5th of April, 2 weeks after he marched out of there, decide to run?  Well, I think there's more to the story.  I found one more record:
   

Muster Roll, 2nd New Jersey, June 12, 1778


On the June 12th Muster Roll, Thomas "Kellehan" is #41.  Following his name is a symbol for "deserted" and the date, "5 April".






But a closer look at some of the other names on the same muster roll might give us a little more insight as to what was going on.  #'s 28-32 were all taken prisoner on the 5th of April, the exact same day Thomas deserted.






#33 was also taken prisoner on April 5th.






I think it's likely that on the 5th of April, 1778, as the New Jersey 2nd marched toward New Jersey from Valley Forge (or they may have already arrived), they did meet up with a British raiding party. As a result, several US patriots were taken prisoner.  Thomas, however, managed to escape his enemies' grasp. 

So why didn't he go back?  Of course, we'll never know. But maybe because...people were trying to kill him?? Or, as he compared the deplorable living conditions he was provided by his own military to what he could only imagine the enemy would subject him to, he couldn't allow himself to take the chance of ever becoming a prisoner of war. There's also a good possibility that as he ran to escape the enemy on that fateful day in April he got lost and couldn't make his way back to his division.  In any case, whatever the actual scenario, I want to think the best of him. I want to believe he did his best. He endured as much as he could.

Or perhaps, just maybe, God had a different plan for him.  

He probably couldn't go back home and admit personal defeat.  I would imagine his entire family presumed him dead unless somehow, at some time, they received word that he was a deserter after less than 14 weeks of military service. Some of them might have rather heard he died.

Sadly, the shame of desertion could have held him prisoner his entire life.  

If by any chance I could talk to you,

Thomas Callihan,

5th great-grandfather of mine,

right now,

today,

in person,

I would say to you

without hesitation,

"I love you.

 I'm proud of you.

Thank you for doing your best.

Thank you for following your heart.

There's no shame in that."




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