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Surname Saturday – the Demlers of Baden and Fairbury

Our Demler family came to Fairbury, Illinois, from Baden, Germany in 1864. Ancestry.com provides two possible meanings for this surname:

German: from an old personal name, Damo, a short form of a compound name formed with Old High German tac ‘day’.Perhaps an altered spelling of German Demmler, a southern nickname for a glutton, from an agent derivative of Middle High German demmen ‘to indulge oneself’, or a northern nickname from Middle Low German damelaer, demeler ‘prankster’, ‘flirt’. 

Why do I suddenly feel like visiting a buffet? Anyway…our branch begins with Johan Demler, born between 1815-1816 in Baden. His parentage is unknown; he married Catherine Marie Reser who was born in Baden between 1823 and 1824. Johan and Catherine had three children, all born in Baden: Wilhelm K., born November 15, 1847; August Frederick, born about 1849; and Mary (my great-great-grandmother), born January 17, 1855.

The family arrived on December 3, 1864, in New York City on the J.A. Stamler after a 34-day ocean voyage. Records from the Castle Garden Immigration Center list the following family members: Johan, age 48; Maria, age 40; Wilhelm, age 18; August, age 16; and Marie, age 11.

Around 1867 the family moved to Indian Grove Township in Livingston County, Illinois, and in November 1873 moved into Fairbury itself. In 1880 Johan (enumerated as “John”) appears in the home of his son Wilhelm (“William”) in Belle Prairie Township. Johan is listed as married, but Catherine’s whereabouts are unknown. He died about 1890, supposedly as the result of a horse accident, and was buried in the South Apostolic Christian Cemetery, though again I am not yet sure of the exact location.

Wilhelm married Anna Keller (born November 17, 1845 in Zurich, Switzerland) in Indian Grove township in 1878, and they had seven children: Emma Ida, William Henry, Louise Ann, Samuel Albert, Benjamin E., Ernest J., and Anna. August Frederick married Caroline Fankhouser (born February 26, 1860 in Ohio), and they had thirteen children: Emma Ida, Charles, George, Lena Helen, John, William, Henry E., Mary Wina, Tadry, Katie, August, Cora, and Josephine. From our own branch, Mary/Marie married Samuel Slagel (born November 30, 1849), and they had four children: Samuel, Daniel, Emma Alice (my great-grandmother), and Joseph J.

Now, about that buffet…

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Those Places Thursday – Pisgah, Illinois

There is nothing better than a genealogical pilgrimage. I try to squeeze in one (or several) any time I travel.  So what if it makes a trip hours (or days) longer than it would have been otherwise? Every summer we return to Fairbury, Illinois to visit relatives, and we usually manage to fit an extra side trip in there somewhere as well.  We made one such trip  four years ago to Pisgah, Illinois. Essentially a wide spot in the road and a grain elevator, Pisgah nevertheless was the location of genealogical events in the lives of 24 family members, including 21 burials. Union Baptist Church once stood near Pisgah and Highway 104. The church was torn down between 1971 and 1972, but the adjoining cemetery, founded in 1830, remains.

Among the 21 family members buried here are Joseph and Celah (Sweeney) Waters, my 5G-grandparents. According to the Find-a-Grave website, Joseph actually owned 80 acres adjacent to the cemetery, and descendants continue to live there.  Joseph, son of Isaac and Kitty (Hawker) Waters, was born January 4, 1773 in Montgomery County, Maryland. He married Celah Sweeney, daughter of Moses and Elizabeth (Johnson) Sweeney on November 27, 1798 in Stanford, Kentucky. Celah was born June 2, 1782 in Amherst County, Virginia. Joseph and Celah had some 15 children between 1799 and 1825, and both died in Morgan County, Illinois – Joseph on March 10, 1842, and Celah on September 18, 1845. Their daughter Cassandra (Waters) Murphy, my 4G-grandmother, is supposedly buried in this cemetery as well, though we did not succeed in finding her headstone on our pilgrimage. Maybe next time.

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Amanuensis Monday – War Letters

On this Memorial Day, it seems fitting to share letters from soldiers serving in wartime, though thankfully, neither of these particular soldiers was called to make the ultimate sacrifice. The first soldier was my great-uncle Paul Hoffman. Born May 31, 1920 in Fairbury, Illinois, he enlisted in the Army on January 8, 1942 in Peoria. His enlistment record indicates Uncle Paul was 5’6″ and weighed 137 pounds. He served until October 12, 1945.

During his time in the Army, Uncle Paul wrote with some regularity to his older brother, my grandfather Joe. The letters follow Uncle Paul’s military experience from training stateside, to his experiences while stationed in Africa. Often the letters will provide color to family history events occurring at the time – in one, he references his mother’s decision to quit farming and auction off her farm property; in another he asks after Joe’s new baby, my mother.

Postmarked U.S. Army Postal Service, Feb. 6, 1943, A.P.O., Addressed Mr. Joe Hoffman, 303 N.E. Failing St., Portland, Oregon U.S.A., Return address Cpl Paul J. Hoffman 16052536, 817 Q.M. Co. “Trk”, 8th Air Depot Group A.P.O. 625, c/o Postmaster, Miami, Fla. [upper right corner:] Free [stamped across envelope:] U.S. Army Censor Lt. QMC [signature:] J. A. Mahhan

Feb, 3. 43
Africa

Hello Joe;

Will try to answear your letter I sure was glad to hear from you, I’ve been feeling fine, except I’ve had a tooth ache, so I went up yesterday an had it pulled, an its plenty sore.

Were still having hot weather we should be getting used to it by this time, I sure miss all that snow.

Well I’ve got 13 months in the Army now, an some times it seems like 5 years, but I’m getting along O.K.

I still haven’t gotten my xmas packages, the only one I got was the one from Sam & Norma, but the rest may get here some day, I hope.

I got a letter from Ralph yesterday, he said Loren is in Africa too, I sure would like to run in to him some time.

I heard about the sale at home I was kinda surprised. I sure hope it was a good one.

Well Joe I don’t know any thing new so will close.

Write Soon.

Your Bro
Paul

Postmarked U.S. Army Postal Service, May 18, 1943, A.P.O., Addressed Mr. Joe Hoffman, Kuna, Idaho, U.S.A., return address Cpl. Paul J. Hoffman, 16052536, 275T [?] Q.M. Truck Co., 8th A.D.G.—A.P.O. 625, c/o P.M. Miami, Florida, [stamped on envelope:] Passed by US Army Examiner 23013

 May 7-1943
 Central Africa

Dear Joe & Velma,

Well try to answer your letter this eve.  It seems like I never can get caught up on letter writing, an how I hate to write.  There isn’t any thing to write.

So you bought a farm, how do you like to be a farmer?  I think it’s a pretty good place to be now days.  How’s the baby doing?  I sure would like to see her.  If I don’t get home soon I suppose she will be a big girl.

Had a letter from Wayne a few weeks ago, saying he’s expecting to be a daddy in July, he sure surprised me.

I don’t know if I’ve told you or not that I had to quit driving, on account of my back & kidneys, so now I’m dispatching trucks.  I was in the hospital for a couple weeks for my kidneys, but am feeling much better.

I wrote home to Herman & told him to try to sell the motor cycle, so don’t know yet if he sold it or not, I sure hated to sell.  But I figure I can double my money by selling it now.

Well were still having as hot weather as ever, I’m sure getting sick & tired of hot weather all the time, But I suppose I shouldn’t complain, after all we have a nice camp, an also have some swell fellows in this co.

Well I can’t think of any news so will have to close, hoping to hear from you soon,

                                                                        Lot of Love

                                                                                    Paul

The second soldier is my dad, who served in the Army between April 1966 and January 1968. Not exactly a willing participant, he nevertheless served when called upon to do so, and both he and my mom wrote numerous letters home from Texas and Georgia. Presented with orders for Vietnam, Dad was not required to go as his brother Bill was already serving there at the time. Mom kept up most of the correspondence home, but Dad wrote a few letters himself; the first letter below was to his sister-in-law Carla, who had recently turned 12, and the second to the entire family.

Postmarked Mineral Wells, Texas, May 5, 1966; Addressed Miss Carla Hoffmann, 1916 Lansing, Caldwell, Idaho 83605; Return address Montgomery, 606 N.W. 9th St., Mineral Wells, Texas 76067; 5c postage; Written on envelope: Fairfax 5-3762

May 3, 1966

Dear Carla,
Well how are things with you. I suppose you’re real busy with school and everything. I don’t imagine you have much time to play around any.

I sure hope you had a happy birthday and really enjoyed yourself. Your sure getting to be an old girl now. You’ll be an Old Maid before you realize it.

Right now it’s just like I’m in school again except that we don’t get near enough sleep. I’m always just about falling asleep in class and one of these days I imagine I will. I know how you feel now when you don’t want to go to school but of course I don’t have much choice. It isn’t really too bad though it sure is a lot better than basic was any way. They holler at us a little more but they don’t ever do anything to us. We have so many studies to do that we wouldn’t have time to do any thing else any way. They do make us write military letters when we goof up but that’s about all. I’ve been pretty lucky about being hollered at but I suppose my day will come.

My brother Bill and his wife came by a few nights ago and I got a 6 hr. pass so we had a real nice visit. Their little baby is 6 mo. old and sure is cute. She smiles all the time and is real lively. They’ll be in Idaho in a few days so you may even happen to see them.

What you been doing lately on your time off. I imagine you get into all kinds of mischief! huh? Write us a line if you get a chance. Linda and I would sure appreciate it. And if you take some pictures with your camera be sure and send us some.

Say hello to everyone for me and wish your mother a happy Mother’s Day. Tell your Dad not to work to hard and be sure and tell Paula & Jay to write if they get a chance and we’ll try to do the same….

Gotta go now but I’ll try to write you once in awhile.

Your Sister & 2nd Brother,
Linda & Ted

[written small around edge of page:] P.S. What you reading this for any idiot knows that anyone who would write so small and crooked can’t be writing anything worth reading. Right? Right!!!

Monday March 6, 1967

Hi Everyone,

Since it’s about time for your anniversary I thought I’d drop a line and wish you the very best. Sure wish we could be there to celebrate with you but I guess we’ll have to wait till next year. We sure missed the New Year’s party this year and everyone’s birthday’s too. Guess we’ll miss just about everything next year too, but then we hope to make up for it in ’68.

Stan & Clair called us last night and made us wish even more that we could be home. Linda will be home in June for the weddings but it’s rather doubtful if I’ll make it. I’m the low man on the totem pole and since a couple of the other instructors plan to take leave in June I just doubt if I’ll be fortunate enough to get the days I want. Linda and I will keep hoping but we’ll try not to get excited about both of us coming home. I probably won’t have any trouble getting leave later on but that won’t do much good then!

Guess I’ll be going to I.M.D. (Instructor’s Methods Division) at the end of this week or at the end of next week at the latest. I’m not looking forward to getting up in front of a lot of people but it sure beats going to Viet Nam. By the way has Jay been bothered any by the draft board? The draft situation seems to change every day and it’s rather hard to keep up with it. I hope for both his and Nancy’s sake that they just forget all about him. I know of one Electrical Engineer that was drafted but then a lot of them get out of it too. Let’s just hope that Jay is one of the “Lucky One’s.” It sounds like they’re going to start drafting all the 19 year olds so maybe they’ll just skip over Jay. We’ll both be wishing him the best of luck in that respect.

Sounds like that new truck is okay. I imagine you can put up with a little bit of a rough ride in order to get the larger box and heaver springs; not to mention the extra power and a “Custom Cab” no less! I’ll bet that pick-up really gets a good work out. The last few days have been perfect “camper weather” around here. The temperatures have been in the high 70’s and low 80’s with nary a cloud in the sky. A few weeks ago a fellow caught a 46 lb. trout up at Clark Hill Reservoir which is a very large body of water; I think it backs up about 20 miles. If you look at it on a map you can see that it’s quite big.

Susie is still as healthy as a horse; and almost as big. She weighs about 26 lbs but she’s not really fat, just husky! She is taller than most Dachshunds we’ve seen so we’re not convinced that she’s a full-blooded Dachshund. We’re going to kind of hate to take her home as she has so much freedom here and so many dogs play with. I guess she’ll just have to get used to what ever arrangements we make.

I imagine I’ve repeated some of Linda’s news but we really haven’t been doing much. I suppose everybody there is getting all excited about the weddings. Just about 3 months now & it’ll be time for the big events. Nancy seems to have her plans pretty well formulated and I imagine Paula has too. Linda and I both feel that Jay and Paula picked some really nice kids for their spouses (Boy that sounds old fashioned) and we’re sure that they will both be very happy and that is all a person can ask for.

Once again I want to wish both of you a Happy Anniversary and hope that this will be the last time we won’t be there in person to wish you the very best.

All our Love,
Linda and Ted

P.S. Tell everyone hi for us and tell that “old” Carla to write us a line when she gets a chance.

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Surname Saturday – Bewildering Bollingers

Saloma Bollinger, my 3G-grandmother, is bewildering. Was her name Saloma, Salina, Lalla, or Salome? Was she born September 22, 1821; September 22, 1822; or between 1823-1824? Was she born in Zurich or Schaffhausen, Switzerland; Kentucky; Germany; or Akron?

It seems most likely that she was named Saloma Bollinger and was born September 22, 1822 in Schaffhausen, Switzerland. She appears to have emigrated to Cleveland, Ohio, about 1848 with two brothers, a sister, and a brother-in-law (and possibly her parents). One brother was named Baldes and is said to have served in the Civil War.

What of the Bollinger surname? I have yet to identify who Saloma’s parents were, or any siblings other than Baldes (and even he is pretty murky). Ancestry.com provides the following: Swiss German: habitational name for someone from any of three places called Bollingen, in Schwyz, Württemberg, and Oldenburg, or from Bohlingen near Lake Constance (which is pronounced and was formerly written as Bollingen). 

This doesn’t provide us with much. Fortunately, Saloma’s later years are more easily documented. By 1850 Saloma had moved to Akron, where she met Karl Schwing; they were married in Akron the following year. In 1860 Karl and Saloma (ages 46 and 36) were enumerated in Akron with children John, 9; Henry, 3; Albert, 1 (my great-great-grandfather); and an Elizabeth Raison, 20. Karl’s occupation is listed as tailor. Another son, Charles, had died in childhood.

In 1870 the family is still in Akron; “Charles Schwing” and “Soloma,” John, Henry, and Albert have been joined by Joseph, age 8.

By 1880 the family has moved to Chatsworth, Illinois: Charles Swing, 66; “Lalla” Swing, 58; Henry Swing, 23; Albert Swing, 20; and Joseph Swing, 18.

On August 14, 1880, the Chatsworth Plaindealer noted the following:

Deaths

Mr. Swing formerly of Ackron [sic], Ohio, died at his home in this township Tuesday evening, aged 67 years. His funeral was attended Thursday.

Saloma’s son John had died earlier that year of “lung fever” at age 29. It seems that Salome spent the final 20 years of her life rotating between the Illinois farms of her three remaining sons, living at different times in the Chatsworth area, Cissna Park, and after 1888 in Fairbury with son Joseph. Saloma died in early 1900 and was buried in Graceland Cemetery, Fairbury.

Derrick K. Babbs, in his book 91 Years of of the Fairbury, Illinois German Apostolic Church: 1874-1965, reprints Saloma’s obituary:

Saloma Bollinger Swing

Mrs. Saloma Swing died at the residence of her son Joseph Swing in this city Wednesday, January 7, aged 77 years, 4 months and 10 days. Saloma Bollinger was born in Switzerland September 22, 1822. She came to America with her parents in the spring of 1849. The family first located at Akron, Ohio. She was united in marriage to Carl Swing in 1851 at Akron and 24 years of her life were spent at that place. Five boys were born to them, three of whom are living: Henry Swing, at Lamar, Missouri; Albert at Cissna Park, Ill.; and Joseph the youngest at Fairbury. On first coming to Illinois the familiy located near Chatsworth where they lived for five years. It was in that place that she lost her husband, Mr. Swing dying August 10, 1889 [sic].

The family came to Fairbury in 1888 and she has since made her home in this city. She was a kind and affectionate mother and a loving wife. She was for many years a member of the German Apostolic Church and died in that faith. Besides her three children she leaves two brothers and many friends to mourn her death.

The funeral services will be held this afternoon in the German Apostolic Church of this city, and the remains will be laid to rest in the Fairbury cemetery.

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Amanuensis Monday – Tales from Two Grandmothers

Technically the title should read “…One Grandmother and One Great-Grandmother,” but that doesn’t have the same literary ring to it.

I’ve discovered, in going through all the family memorabilia I’ve inherited, that my great-grandmother Sophie (Roberg) Wilson, wrote the occasional poem.  Every once in a while I’ll stumble across a little verse labeled “Mother Wilson,” or “By Sophie Wilson.” The following is one I found today while rummaging through some cards and letters, most dated 1950:

Friendship Garden

Friendship is like a garden of flowers fine rosy
It can not reach perfection except through loving care
Then new and lovely blossoms with each new day appear
For friendship is like a garden grows in beauty year by year

by Sophie Wilson

The second “tale” for today, and one about a special kind of friendship, is my grandma Velma (Swing) Hoffmann‘s story about their family’s pet squirrel. I remember when Grandma first shared her story with me, though I can no longer remember the occasion for which she wrote it:

The most interesting pet we ever had as children, and there were many, was a squirrel. We lived in central Illinois and had gone into the timber near the Vermillion River to look for spring flowers. Three young boys had gotten some baby squirrels, no doubt having killed the mother and robbed her nest. They showed them to us and my little sister just had to have one of them so my Mother agreed to take one. It was so tiny that it just fit into the palm of one’s hand and we had it for three weeks before it opened its eyes. My Father didn’t think we could raise it as sometimes a wild animal will not take food but my Mother prepared a formula and fed the baby every three hours, day and night.

As the weeks passed the little squirrel became the pet of the household. We bought a toy doll bottle and it learned to drink its milk, holding the bottle in its front paws like a baby. When we ate, it went around the table over our shoulders for a handout from each one of us. Or, if it was outside when we were eating, it would climb up on the screen door, hang upside down and “bark” at us until we let it inside. My Father used to give the squirrel ginger snaps and, when it had eaten all it wanted, it would bury the rest under a pillow. My Father would get the cookie, give it back to the squirrel and it would bury it again, patting down the pillow with its front feet.

When we gave it a grape or plum to eat, it would turn it quickly in its paws and the peelings would fly, first from one side and then the other. We really enjoyed all the things we learned from this little pet.

In the fall of the year, it disappeared and some friends in the country called and said the squirrel was at their place in a walnut grove. My Mother went out and brought it home but within a week it was back in the walnut grove so we decided it was looking for companionship and let it stay there. However, we never forgot our little friend and the enjoyment it gave us.

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Census Sunday – Mansfield, Piatt, Illinois

It’s always interesting to follow one family (or all one’s related families) through each census in which they appear (I’m continuing that never-ending project on a nightly basis). It can also be interesting to look at all individuals who appear in census records in a particular location; this provides color to the history of these family members and how they may have interacted with one another.

Mansfield, Illinois, is one of those locations with many family connections.  For years I labored under the delusion that it was in southern Illinois, closer to Olney. This delusion was based on the fact that my great-great-grandparents, John and Belinda (Simmons) Montgomery both died in Olney, and a number of their children were born there, then later died in Mansfield. It pays to look at a map – Mansfield is about 125 miles north. Coincidentally Mansfield is much closer to Fairbury, Illinois, home of a huge portion of my maternal relatives, and the location of an annual summer pilgrimage.

The earliest Mansfield census record I have found thus far is that of Thomas Milton Montgomery, my great-grand-uncle, in 1910:

Village of Mansfield, Blue Ridge Twp., Piatt, Illinois May 3, 1910
Galesville Road
Montgomery, Tom M. Head M W 45 M1 Illinois New Jersey Ohio yes Farmer Gen’l
” Frances Wife F W 38 M1 21 6 6 Illinois Indiana Ohio
” Fred M. Son M W 19 S Illinois Illinois Illinois
” Joshua O. Son M W 17 S Illinois Illinois Illinois
” Bertha L. Daughter F W 15 S Illinois Illinois Illinois
” Hattie M. Daughter F W 13 S Illinois Illinois Illinois
” Stella B. Daughter F W 15 S Illinois Illinois Illinois
” Tom M. Son M W 3 S Illinois Illinois Illinois

No others are enumerated in Mansfield itself in 1910; in 1920, only Fred Milton Montgomery, Thomas’s son, is enumerated there (Thomas himself is enumerated in Blue Ridge Township but not within Mansfield’s boundaries):

January [?] 7, 1920 Mansfield Village, Blue Ridge Twp., Piatt, Illinois
Olive Street
121 121 Montgomery, Fred head R M W 28 M yes yes Illinois Illinois Illinois Delivery [?] engineer grain elevator
—Hannah Wife F W 26 M yes yes Kentucky Kentucky Kentucky
—Raymond son M W 5 S Illinois Illinois Kentucky
—Mabel P. daughter F W 4 S Illinois Illinois Kentucky

In 1930, a large number of families appear in Mansfield. Of these, two family groups are not in the direct Montgomery line but the Walker line (my great-grandfather Charles William Montgomery married Laura Maud Walker): Joshua O. Bateman and Minnie Walker with their daughter Tessie; and their married daughter Lora, her husband John M. Davis and their family.

The remaining families were scattered in various locations around town; Thomas Milton again:

April 3, 1930 Mansfield Village, Blue Ridge Twp., Piatt, Illinois
Short St.
65 65 Montgomery, Thomas M. Head O 1500 no M W 66 M 25 no yes Illinois Ohio Ohio 61 yes clerk Hardware Store
—Frances M. Wife-H V F W 59 M 18 no yes Illinois Indiana Ohio 61
—Onsley J. Son V M W 37 D [I think] 30 [crossed out] no yes Illinois Illinois Illinois 61 yes Electrician Ill. Power & Light Co. W.W.
—Thomas M. Son V M W 22 S no yes Illinois Illinois Illinois 61 yes Electrician Illinois Light and Power Co.
—Raymond L. Gr. son V M W 15 S yes yes Illinois Illinois Kentucky

Thomas Milton’s married daughter Hattie and family:

April 3 1930 Mansfield Village Piatt Illinois
62 62 Hannah John Head O 600 No M W 31 M 20 no yes Illinois Illinois Illinois 61 yes Drayman General Handling
—Hattie M Wife-H v F W 31 M 20 no yes Illinois Illinois Illinois
—Mildred P Daughter F W 10 S yes yes Illinois Illinois Illinois
—Arthur C Son M W 8 S yes Illinois Illinois Illinois
—Frances R Daughter F W 6 S yes Illinois Illinois Illinois
—Richard L Son M W 1 4/12 S no Illinois Illinois Illinois

Finally, Thomas Milton’s married daughter Bertha Lucinda, her husband Wren Cole Thomas, and their children:

April 4 1930 Mansfield Blue Ridge Piatt Illinois
Oliver Street
135 135 Thomas Wren C Head O 1500 R No M W 34 M 23 No Yes Indiana Indiana Indiana 60 yes Proprietor Hardware Store WW
—Bertha L Wife-H v F W 34 M 23 no yes Illinois Illinois Illinois
—Willis H Son v M W 9 S yes Illinois Indiana Illinois
—Lyle M Son v M W 7 S yes Illinois Indiana Illinois
—Helen P Son v M W 3 9/12 S no Illinois Indiana Illinois

I’ve only found two families enumerated in Mansfield in 1940 thus far: Hattie (Montgomery) Hannah’s married daughter Mildred Pearl and her husband Joseph Edward Alvis; and, again, Wren Cole and Bertha (Montgomery) Thomas:

April 9 1940 Mansfield Piatt Illinois
W Oliver
78 R 10 no Alvis Joe Head M W 22 M No H2 Illinois Same Place Piatt Illinois Laborer Farm 52 360
—Mildred wife F W 20 M no H4 Illinois Same house Piatt Illinois
—JoAnn Daughter F W 1/12 S no Illinois Same house
Hannah Arthur brother-in-law M W 18 S no 8 Illinois Same house Piatt Illinois CCC Camp GW 28 250
—Frances sister-in-law F W 16 S no H1 Illinois Same house

April 15 1940 Blue Ridge Twp Mansfield Piatt Illinois
160 O 2000 No Thomas W C Head M W 45 M no 8 Indiana Same Place 48 Plumber own business 52
—Bertha Wife F W 45 M no 8 Illinois Same Place
—Willis Son M W 19 S no H4 Illinois Same Place 48 Assistant Plumber Father’s business 52
—Lyle Son M W 17 S yes H1 Illinois Same Place
—Helen Daughter F W 13 S yes 7 Illinois Same Place
—W. C. Jr. Son M W 8 S yes 4 Illinois Same Place

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Vital Statistics – Marriage License of Samuel Schlegel and Mary Demler

Samuel Schlegel (Schlagel/Slagel), aged 26, wed Mary Demler, aged 20, on November 30, 1875.  They were married by John Georg Steidinger in Livingston County, Illinois.  Both Samuel and Mary were residents of Indian Grove Township in Livingston County.  The license to marry was granted November 27.

Various sources list Samuel’s birthplace as Wisconsin or Iowa; both of his parents were born in Switzerland. Mary Demler was born in Baden, Germany. The couple farmed in Livingston County and had four children. One, Samuel, died at age 4.  Their only daughter, Emma Alice, was my great-grandmother. About 1908 Samuel and Mary retired to 407 E Walnut Street, Fairbury, Illinois. Mary died of stomach cancer in 1928; Samuel of toxemia from chronic cystitis and chronic interstitial nephritis in 1937. Both are buried in Fairbury’s Graceland Cemetery.