Category: Crandall

Interrupted by Death: Merle Ellsworth Bond

Interrupted by Death: Merle Ellsworth Bond

Battle Creek Enquirer,
25 November 1927

This week’s tale is another sad one. Merle Ellsworth Bond, my 7th cousin twice removed, died 97 years ago today on Thanksgiving Day 1927. Merle was born on 11 January 1899 in Fayette County, Illinois. He was the third of six children born to William H. and Clara L. (Green) Bond. The Bond family were descendants of our Seventh Day Baptist Crandalls.

In the 1900 and 1910 censuses the Bond family was enumerated in La Clede, Fayette County along with numerous Crandall households. In September 1918 Merle was living in Farina, Fayette County, when he registered for the draft. It appears he served some time in the military as he is listed as having a military service record from the U.S. Veterans Administration. He also attended Milton College (a Seventh Day Baptist institution) for one semester. By 1920 Merle was listed as a lodger at a sanitarium in Battle Creek, Michigan.

Seven years later Merle would tragically meet his death. Between 1920 and 1927 he would spend his summers living and working in Battle Creek but in March 1927 he made the move permanent. Since that time he had been working for Leona Miller, a florist, and was learning “the florist trade.” Shortly before his death he transferred from working for Mrs. Miller at Urbandale to living and working at a greenhouse on Waubascon Lake Road. In September 1927 Merle and a friend Paul Resser, also from Battle Creek and also a Seventh Day Baptist, attended the annual conference of the Seventh Day Baptist Church in Westerly, Rhode Island.

Two months later Merle and Paul Resser were on their way to Toledo on Thanksgiving morning to attend a rabbit show (the “Fur Animal Exhibit”) and to have their Thanksgiving dinner when, according to the Battle Creek Enquirer, their trip was “interrupted by death.” About 6:30 a.m., Paul drove his Nash automobile into a Michigan Electric train on US Highway 12. According to the newspaper account, the front of the car was completely demolished. Paul Resser was killed immediately; Merle Bond survived long enough to be taken to Foote Memorial Hospital in Jackson, Michigan but died five minutes after arriving.

The Enquirer article went on to note that the railroad crossing was considered one of the most dangerous between Detroit and Chicago and that all interurban trains were required to stop completely at the crossing before continuing on. Passengers and crew of the train on that day confirmed that the train had stopped as required and was only going about two miles an hour. The motorman saw the car’s lights but believed it was going to stop at the crossing; apparently Paul Resser did not see the train in time and drove directly underneath it. Merle’s brother Howard came from Ohio to take his brother’s body back to Farina, where he was buried in the Farina Cemetery.

Find a Grave Memorial #75333495
A Woman Named Damaris: the Birth of Damaris Crandall

A Woman Named Damaris: the Birth of Damaris Crandall

On 8 September 1749, my second cousin 8 times removed, Damaris Crandall, was born in Westerly, Rhode Island. She was the daughter of James W. and Damaris (Kenyon) Crandall, the granddaughter of Joseph and Ann (Langworthy) Crandall, and the great-granddaughter of Joseph and Deborah (Hubbard Burdick) Crandall, my 9G-grandparents.

I’ve liked the name Damaris since reading the young adult historical fiction book Constance, by Patricia Clapp. This novel tells the story of the first six or so years of the Plymouth Colony as narrated by Constance Hopkins, who had a small half-sister named Damaris. I have yet to find any genealogical connection between any of my branches and anyone on the Mayflower, but I keep trying. And because I’m a big weirdo, I’ve now read Constance at Thanksgiving for the past 28 years.

The name itself appears in the book of Acts:

Howbeit certain men clave unto him, and believed: among the which was Dionysius the Areopagite, and a woman named Damaris, and others with them. (KJV)

Our Damaris was one of at least 9 children (known siblings were Eunice, Ezekiel, Enoch, Christopher, Augustus, Cynthia, Charlotte, and James). On 19 January 1766 she married Joseph Pendleton. Damaris was 16 and Joseph was 19. A year and a half later Damaris gave birth to a daughter, Ann Pendleton, sometimes known as Nancy. The Find a Grave website lists two additional children, Abel (born 1768) and Joseph (born 1771), and the WikiTree website notes a fourth child, another Damaris, born 1773. The same source also indicates our Damaris died that same year, perhaps due to complications from childbirth. She would have been about 24.

According to Elder John Crandall of Rhode Island and his descendants, Nancy was only 14 when she married Timothy Chapman in Westerly in 1782. The burial locations of our Damaris and her husband are unknown, but Nancy’s headstone can still be seen in the New Lebanon (Connecticut) Cemetery. She died in Franklin, Connecticut in 1831; she was 65. Of her four children listed on the Find a Grave website, the youngest (William Pendleton Chapman) died just 7 years shy of the 20th century.

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Crandall Is Dead: The Death of Herbert Crandall

Crandall Is Dead: The Death of Herbert Crandall

Today we are back to the tragic deaths gleaned from our family history. This time we remember Herbert Eugene Crandall, my fifth cousin twice removed. Herbert was born 20 April 1871 in Little Genesee, Allegany County, New York, to Thomas G. and Hannah Maria (Finch) Crandall. Allegany County is another of the hotbeds of Seventh Day Baptist activity; Alfred University, founded by the Seventh Day Baptists in the town of Alfred in 1836, is in Allegany County.

Herbert appears with his parents in the 1880 census in Genesee, along with his sisters Julia, Josie, and Nina. Another sister, Anna, would be born in 1889. One hundred twenty-nine years ago yesterday (2 March 1895), Herbert, then 23, married Margaret “Maggie” Helm, 17, in Angelica, also in Allegany County.

By the time Herbert and Maggie were enumerated in the 1900 census in Genesee, Maggie had given birth to two children, of whom one, Eugene, was still living. He was born in April 1896. Herbert’s occupation is listed as “oil producer.” If this were a television show, there would be a menacing chord of some kind played here to foreshadow what is to come next for Herbert. As with so many occupations at the time, Herbert’s would provide a living but at a very high cost.

The Sabbath Recorder, a weekly newspaper published by the Seventh Day Baptist Church, notes in its “Deaths” column on 27 April 1903 that Herbert died 3 March 1903 as a result of an oil tank falling on him while he was unloading it from a wagon. It also states he is survived by his wife and two children. A bit more detail is provided in the 4 March 1903 issue of The Buffalo News, which indicates that Herbert’s back was broken on Monday (which would have been the day before he succumbed to his injuries) in Bolivar when a 40-barrel oil tank fell on him while he was assisting in unloading it. Here he is listed as being survived by his wife and three children. The following day The Buffalo Enquirer ran an article about the accident, providing even more grim details. Here the oil tank is listed as a 30-barrel tank containing six inches of ice; the article states the tank fell on Herbert, breaking his neck and paralyzing him from the waist down. “His body was doubled up like a jack-knife and his head driven between his legs by the blow.” Herbert was buried in the Wells Cemetery in Little Genesee.

Herbert Eugene Crandall
Find a Grave Memorial ID 5011360

Whether Herbert was survived by two or three living children, by 1910 there appear to have been only two remaining. Some three years after Herbert’s death, on 17 May 1906 in Olean, New York, his widow Maggie married Thomas Peavy. They are enumerated together in the 1910 census in Bolivar, along with Maggie’s sons Eugene Helm and Theodore Albert, as well as Maggie’s 62-year-old father, William. Theodore would graduate with honors from the school of economics at the University of Pittsburgh in 1923 but would only live another four years before dying of pneumonia.

His brother Eugene would live a bit longer, marrying Gertrude MacEachern in 1917 and raising three children before dying at age 53 after a year of ill health. He is buried in the Pleasant Valley Cemetery in Olean, New York. Maggie’s second husband died in 1946 at age 67 and is buried in the Wells Cemetery in Little Genesee. Maggie would outlive all of her immediate family. She passed away in Bolivar on 11 December 1974 at the age of 97. Her obituary notes she was a founder and past president of the Allegany County Women’s Christian Temperance Union and was the oldest resident at the Allegany Nursing Home where she lived at the time of her death. She is also noted as being active in the Bolivar First Methodist Church. One likes to think her faith gave her the necessary strength to endure all the blows which life dealt her.

The Buffalo News, 4 March 1903
Hemorrhage of the Lungs

Hemorrhage of the Lungs

Today’s is a sad anniversary I came across while scouring the Find a Grave website for the relatives of one “Bottom Billy” Davis, so called because he bought all the bottom land east of Salem, (West) Virginia after moving to the area in 1792. “Bottom Billy” was the grandson of my 9GG William and Elizabeth (Pavior) Davis, making him my first cousin 9 times removed.

One of his other relatives (and also part of that massive migration of Seventh Day Baptist congregants mentioned here before) was Clarence Manly Whitford, son of Asa Maxson Whitford and his wife Catharine Coon. Clarence was the first cousin three times removed of “Bottom Billy,” and the fifth cousin 5 times removed of…me.

Clarence was born 14 August 1854 in Adams, New York. He is enumerated there with his parents and brothers (S.C., Edward Maxson, Asa Adelbert, and J. Myron) in the 1860 Federal Census and the 1865 New York State Census. By the time of the 1870 Federal Census, however, the family had moved to La Clede, Fayette County, Illinois, as they were enumerated there that year. Six years later, on 5 September 1876, Clarence married Orpha M. Crandall. I suspect she is also a cousin, as Crandall is another name common among the Seventh Day Baptist adherents, but I haven’t tracked her down as yet. Sadly, Clarence would not live to be enumerated with this new family in the 1880 Federal Census.

The Find a Grave entry for Clarence quotes The Sabbath Recorder, a Seventh Day Baptist newspaper started in 1844:

“The Sabbath Recorder,” Vol 36, No 8, p 3, Feb. 19, 1880.

At North Loup, Neb., Jan 14th, 1880, of hemorrhage of the lungs, Mr. Charles [sic] M. Whitford, in the 25th year of his age. Mr. Whitford’s home was at Farina, Ill. For many months previous to his death he had been steadily declining in health from the effects of diseased liver and lungs, and in July last, he left his home and family and came here, hoping to regain his health by a change of climate; but his disease had already too firm a hold on him. Learning that he could not long survive, he sent for his wife and little daughter; but they arrived twelve hours too late, and he expired at the residence of Dr. Charles Badger, under whose care he had placed himself, with only one relative, his brother-in-law, Mr. Alfa Crandall, to comfort him in his last hours; but brethren and friends assisted Bro. Crandall in doing all that could be done to provide for his comfort. The funeral service was held with the Church here on the Sabbath-day following, the attendance being very large. He was a member of the Church at Farina, and at the hour of parting he told his brother-in-law that ‘he was satisfied with his hope.’
O. B.

It is not mentioned in his obituary, but Clarence is buried at Hillside Cemetery in North Loup, Nebraska. And though Clarence does not appear in the 1880 Federal Census, he does appear in another type of census from that year: the 1880 U.S. Census Mortality Schedule. These schedules, enumerated in conjunction with the 1850-1880 Federal Censuses, listed information for those who had died the 12 months prior to the established census date. In looking at the record for Clarence in this schedule, I noted that (as I expected), his “hemorrhage of the lungs” was defined there as “consumption” (tuberculosis). What I was not expecting was the entry immediately after Clarence’s:

Ancestry.com. U.S., Federal Census Mortality Schedules, 1850-1885 [database on-line]. Lehi, UT, USA: Ancestry.com Operations, Inc., 2010.

Horace M. Whitford, five months old and born in Illinois, had died, also of consumption, in July, six months prior to Clarence’s death. I confirmed my suspicions that little Horace was Clarence and Orpha’s son with a search of my own through the Sabbath Recorder archives:

Sabbath Recorder, 7 August 1879

It is even more poignant to note that Clarence’s obituary states that he left his family behind in Illinois to try to improve his health in Nebraska “last July.” This suggests that Orpha was on her own when baby Horace died at their home in Illinois at the end of that month. Her own obituary on Find a Grave notes that she and Clarence had had three children in total, two of whom died in infancy, so there is another lost baby I still need to identify.

However, happier times would come for Orpha, in spite of this latest tragedy that struck her 144 years ago today. The “little daughter” who traveled with her but was too late to see Clarence before he died was Lena Louise Whitford, 2 1/2 years old in January 1880. She would marry Theodore Byington Davis in 1900, and they would raise seven children. Lena would die in San Fernando, California, at the age of 77.

And what about Orpha? Nine years after Clarence’s death, she married his older brother Asa, who had been widowed the previous year. Asa and his first wife had had two children, then 17 and 9, so the family home was filled once more. Orpha died in April 1919 in Milton, Wisconsin and is buried in the Milton Junction Cemetery. She shares a headstone with her second husband, who outlived her by 15 years. I’d like to think that at the end she, like her first husband, was “satisfied with [her] hope.”