The Harts and the Marlows in the 1916 Canada Census of Manitoba, Saskatchewan, and Alberta

I have just discovered that Ancestry considers it “fair use” to use some records, such as census pages, in blogs. I thought I would share today a discovery I made a while back when I was researching the Harts, i.e. the Melvin J. Hart family, the family of my great grandparents and my grandfather, George Hart. I was examining the index of 1916 Canada Census of Manitoba, Saskatchewan, and Alberta, and could find Melvin and his family, but could not find the Joseph H. Marlow family, i.e. that of my other set of paternal great grandparents. When I went to the actual image of the census page with the Harts, I noticed familiar first names of the Marlows above, such as “Zella” and “Annabel”, and looking more closely, I could see that they were the Marlows. At that point, I had not yet realized that the Marlows and the Harts were neighbours. I was curious to find out why I could not find the Marlows on the index, and soon discovered that they had been mistranscribed as having the surname “Cardow”. This was so far from the correct surname that it would have been very difficult for anyone to find the family on a search. I submitted a correction to Ancestry, and received an email from them thanking me for this.

Here is a section of the 1916 Canada Census of Manitoba, Saskatchewan, and Alberta showing the Marlow and the Hart families living next to each other near Lougheed, Alberta, Canada:

Courtesy of Ancestry.ca

(You can click on the image to view it larger). It is easy to see from the handwriting how the surname Marlow could have been mistaken, as the “m” does resemble a “c”, and the “l” like a “d”. You can see that four of the Marlow daughters are missing from the family. Lena Sarah, my grandmother, would have still been in Illinois with her husband George Smith and their family. They were not to come to Canada to stay until 1919. Maud and Dollie were both married with children and living in the area, and Winnifred had died two years earlier in 1914 of typhoid at the age of twenty-two, which is coincidentally the same age at which Dollie was to die in 1919, but from influenza. I am wondering if the Dollie’s death played into Lena Sarah and George’s decision to come to Canada.

It is interesting to note that Melvin Hart and his two sons, George and Alva, became naturalized Canadian citizens in 1908, only three years after coming to Canada from Iowa. This would have also been the same year that their homestead claim was “proven”. It appears that none of them had any intention of moving back to the States. Susan Hart, nee Monk, was born in Ontario so did not need to change citizenship. Their daughter Flora Jane Hart Jeffers was living in Edmonton in 1916 with her husband Roeberry Jeffers and their son Albert. Their other daughter, Lottie Hart Kells, had just married Robert Kells in March, and was living in the Lougheed area with her husband and her sister's son, Charles. I did not include the section about literacy in the image above, but it is also interesting to note that all of the adults were able to read and write except for Melvin Hart’s son Alva, who could neither read nor write. He was to die by a lightning strike in 1922. The farms of the Marlows and the Harts would have been quite different as the Harts were homesteaders, having cleared their own land and built their own homes and barns. The Marlows had purchased a ready-made C.P.R. farm with pre-planted crops. This does not mean that life would have been easy for them, as the C.P.R. houses were notoriously small and inadequate for the weather, and many of the pre-planted crops failed, including the Marlows’ potato crop the first year.

That the Harts and the Marlows were neighbours is significant in my own family history as my grandmother, Lena Sarah Marlow Smith, purchased the Marlow farm after the deaths of her father and husband, which made her the neighbour of my grandfather, George Leslie Hart. This would have brought them closer together, which led to their marriage in 1930, and the subsequent birth of my father.

Dollie Belle Marlow: May the Heavenly Winds Blow Softly

Dollie Belle Marlow about 1910
courtesy of Deb Ewanchuk

My great aunt, the lovely Dollie Belle Marlow, was born on July 6, 1896 in Carlinville, Illinois to Anna Belle and Joseph H. Marlow. She was the fifth eldest of nine children, including Lena Sarah, Winnifred Ann, Maud Elizabeth,  Joseph Robert “Tom”, William Benjamin, George Johnson, Charles Frederick, and Zella Melba. When she was sixteen years old, in November 1912, she came with her family to Lougheed, Alberta, Canada, where her father purchased a C.P.R. farm.

Three years later, in 1915, when she was about nineteen years old, she married Carl Max Klinger, known as Max, four years her senior, born in 1892 in Minnesota. He and his family had come to Canada in 1910. His parents having been born in Germany, Max spoke German as well as English. Both Max and Dollie could read and write. Max had his own farm, where he employed others. Their daughter, Ruby Belle Klinger, was born on January 9, 1916, and their son, Arnold Alvin Klinger was born January 23, 1919.

Sadly, Dollie Belle, aged twenty-two, died the same day she gave birth to Arnold, reportedly due to influenza, during the influenza epidemic of 1918/1919, rather than of complications of childbirth. She was buried in the Lougheed Cemetery, where the inscription on her headstone reads, “May the heavenly winds blow softly”. Ruth Peacock, her niece, described her many years later as “a gentle and sensitive lady”.

Presumably because Max was without a wife to care for his children, Ruby and Arnold were taken in by Dollie’s parents, Anna Belle and Joseph Marlow, when Arnold was just a few hours old. The children were legally adopted by their grandparents in 1923. Max married Kathleen Armstrong, the sister of Dollie’s sister-in-law Margaret, the wife of her brother, Tom Marlow, before 1923, when his son Lawrence Carl Klinger was born. I must say that I am curious as to why Ruby and Arnold were adopted by their grandparents rather than going to live with their father and his new wife. There are a few missing pieces to this story.

Ruby Belle Marlow died of tuberculosis at the age of eleven on October 13, 1927. She was buried in the Lougheed Cemetery with the name, “Ruby Belle Marlow” on her headstone, with the inscription, “Budded on earth to bloom in heaven”. Arnold Marlow died August 30, 1987, and is also buried in the Lougheed Cemetery.

(Many thanks to my cousin, Deb Ewanchuk, for the above photo of Dollie Belle. Receiving great photos of people is a definite incentive to research them further and to write about them. Hint, hint to all you gentle readers who may be in possession of such. Also my thanks go out again to Deb and Larry S. for their contribution of Marlow family history material, which has been incorporated into this blogpost).

Marley’s Ghosts: The Marlow--or is it "Marley"?--Family

I was contemplating the next set of records I was going to send for from the General Registry Office in England, and I thought about obtaining my great grandfather Joseph Marlow’s birth record. I noticed that I did not have the reference for it yet, so I searched again on Ancestry and discovered (once again) that I could not find a “Joseph Marlow” who fit the data. I did find a “Joseph Marley”. I had to consider that this was possibly my guy. I went back and looked into his father, William Marlow, and discovered that he was married under the name “Marley”, although he was christened under “Marlow”.  Joseph’s siblings, Mary Jane, Benjamin, and Maria were registered under “Marlow” at birth, but Elizabeth, who was born after Mary Jane, was registered as “Marley”. The “Marley” clue was therefore relevant, and the Joseph Marley that I found was looking more likely to be my great grandfather.

I decided to go to Family Search to see if I could find a baptism record for Joseph under “Marley”. Sure enough, I found it. He was baptised in Whitby, Yorkshire on August 25, 1853 nine days after his birth. His parents are “William Marley” and “Elizabeth”, as expected. I then found baptism records for some of his siblings: Elizabeth was baptised under “Marley”, Mary Jane under “Marlow”, and Benjamin’s surname was transcribed as “Morley” on his baptism record. I could not find Maria’s record. I did, however, find another sibling who does not appear with the family on the census records I was able to find: “George Marley”, baptised on July 19, 1855. He is also registered under “Marley” on his birth registration. I could not find any other records which I could be sure applied to him.

It is interesting to note that the Haviland Marlow described in Ruth Peacock’s story, whom I mentioned in my posting about William Marlow, and who came to town resembling the Marlows to a striking degree, was taken aback when he saw and heard Joseph’s son George Marlow. He said that it was as if his uncle “George Marlow” had come back to life. Curiouser and curiouser. This is all very intriguing, and I hope to find more data about the Georges and Haviland as I go along.

The most exciting outcome of this investigation, was that when I looked for a baptism record for William’s father George under “Marley”, I found it, with of course the names of his parents! This meant that I was able to take the family back another generation, which is always a thrill when I am able to do this. George Marley, my three times great grandfather, was baptised on February 3, 1795 in Fylingdales, Yorkshire with the parents “George Marley” and “Mary”, my four times great grandparents. I have not yet been able to find a marriage record for the couple, which may have provided me with Mary’s maiden name. I was able to find three siblings for William's father George, who were Jane, Margaret and Mary, all baptised in Fylingdales with the same parents, in 1792, 1797, and 1799 respectively.

So far, it looks as if the family was using the names “Marlow” and “Marley” almost interchangeably, at least beginning with the George Marlow who was my three times great grandfather, as he was married under “Marlow”. “Morley” appears to be another name which could apply to this family, judging by Uncle Benjamin’s baptism record. Right now, it appears that the original family name could have been “Marley”. I will keep looking, and keep you, gentle reader, apprised. These additional surnames may help me find homesteading, passenger and naval records for Joseph. We shall see. My next step will be to order Joseph Marley's birth record.

                   

Keeper Augustus T. Wright: First Prison Employee Killed in the Line of Duty in New York State

Augustus Tyrannus Wright, brother of Stephen S. Wright, and son of Tyrannus Augustus Wright, and my first cousin four times removed, was the first prison employee killed in the line of duty in the State of New York. He was a farmer in the town of Denmark, Lewis county, New York, and a prison guard at the Clinton State Prison in Dannemora. His wife’s name was Louisa, but I do not know her maiden name, and they apparently had no children at the time of Augustus’s murder. They had had a boy, Frank, who “died early”.

As I have mentioned previously, the first reference I encountered to Augustus was in Hough’s History of Lewis County, New York, with no reference to his parentage. His name made me suspect that he was likely a son of Tyrannus Augustus Wright. The following newspaper article in The New York Daily Reformer  dated July 10, 1861 offered a clue:

MURDER OF A PRISON KEEPER—Augustus T. Wright, Esq., late of Lewis County, brother-in-law of Addison M. Farwell of this village, and recently appointed keeper in the Clinton State Prison, was murdered yesterday by a convict. The full particulars of this horrid deed have not been received. Mr. Wright was most estimable man, and will be mourned by a large circle of friends and acquaintances.

When I looked into Addison M. Farwell, I discovered that he was married to a Mary Irene Wright. I found a reference in The Farwell Family: a history of Henry Falwell and his wife Olive (Welby) Farwell, which stated that Addison M. Farwell was married to Mary Irene Wright, who was “the daughter of Tyrannus  and Mary (Fitch) Wright”. It also states that Mr. Farwell built the “public waterworks in Brooklyn, N.Y.” It appears that he was also a railroad contractor and bank president during his life. These two clues helped me to establish that Augustus was therefore the son of Tyrannus, and then later had this confirmed when I received a genealogy of the Wright family.

The complete story was told July 17, 1861 in the New York Herald:

The Convicts Escaped from Clinton State Prison. Murder of One of the Keepers. (From the Albany State Journal July 15.) On Friday last we received and published a dispatch from Plattsburg announcing the escape of six prisoners from Clinton Prison and the killing of Mr. Wright, one of the keepers. It appears that a few days previous to this an attempt to break out of prison by several of the inmates was frustrated by the repentance of one of the gang, divulged the secret. The discovery of the plot does not seem to have intimidated some of the desperate characters engaged in it, among them James Sewall, a convict sentenced from Troy for larceny and highway robbery; and on Thursday evening last they had so far reorganized to make a decided stand against the keepers, and by murdering one of them and knocking down a guard succeeded in escaping from the prison. The outbreak occurred at midnight--the men in the rolling mill working during the summer nights, instead of days. The keeper, Mr. Augustus S. Wright, of Watertown, Jefferson County, was struck a blow upon the head by a bar of iron, supposed to be in hands of Sewell, and was instantly killed. the guard, at the same time, was knocked down by another convict, and as he attempted to rise, a third was preparing to give him a fatal blow, but was prevented by a fourth convict, who told the keeper outside to go and give the alarm while he guarded the door to prevent escape. In a few minutes the officers of the prison arrived, and found that six had escaped and seven remained with the trusty convict, who had raised the dead body of Mr. Wright. The murderer of Mr. W. took his gold watch and revolver and escaped. The party consisted of Alexander Payouette, convicted in St. Lawrence county, April 3, 1861, of the crime of burglary and petit larceny, second offence; William Judd, convicted in Renssalaer county, January 13, 1860, of the crime of grand larceny; George Pettit, convicted in Albany county, June 24, 1861, of the crime of forgery, in passing counterfeit notes; James Sewall, convicted of robbery in Renssalaer county, June 2, 1859, and sentenced to Clinton Prison for the term of fifteen years; Patrick Brady, convicted of burglary in the third degree in Albany, September 28, 1859, and sentenced to Clinton Prison for the term of two years; Daniel L. Baker, convicted in Essex county, December 20, 1860, of the crime of burglary, and sentenced to Clinton Prison for the term of four years and six months. Pursuit was immediately given to the convicts who had escaped, and we learn that all of them have been recaptured. Sewall is a desperate character, and previous to his incarceration in Clinton, had been engaged in many outrageous proceedings in Troy. Mr. Wright, the murdered man, was about thirty-five years of age. He leaves a widow to mourn his untimely death. He was greatly esteemed in all the relations of life.

Sewall and two others were sentenced to death by hanging, but their sentences were commuted to life in prison due to New York repealing capital punishment. Sewall died in prison. Brady was set free nearly thirty years later due to executive clemency as it was argued that he had not directly participated in the killing of Wright.

Augustus T. Wright continues to be honoured on pages of corrections-oriented websites for his service and loss of life in the line of duty.

Stephen S. Wright and the Republic of Canada: The Battle of the Windmill

In the aftermath of the Upper Canada Rebellion, my ill-fated first cousin four times removed, and son of Tyrannus Wright, Stephen Smith “Sylvanus” Wright, became caught up in an American mission to free Canada from the despotic rule of Britain and its heinous leader, “Victoria Coburg”, and to establish the "Republic of Canada". In November 1838, he and his approximately 250 compatriots crossed the St. Lawrence River and invaded Canada, in what is called in the U.S. “the Patriot War”, and in Canada is called “the Battle of the Windmill”. They did not receive either the support of the local militia (in fact, quite the opposite), nor of the expected reinforcements from their own country. Abandoned by all, including their appointed leaders at the start, the band of brothers held out for a few days at the mill near Prescott against the British Army and the Canadian militia. As they were outnumbered and spent, their leader Colonel Von Schoultz, a Pole, and a former soldier under Napoleon, surrendered unconditionally. He and others were executed. Some were pardoned and allowed to return home, and many others were sentenced to transportation to Van Dieman’s Land, now known as Tasmania. This included Stephen Wright, who, was sentenced to transportation “down under”. Fortunately for posterity, including us, Stephen wrote an account of his travails.

I first encountered a reference to my cousin Stephen’s troubles in Hough’s A History of Lewis County, New York:

During the excitement throughout the Northern border, in 1837,-’38,-’39, incident to the “Patriot War,” (so called) in an attempt to invade Canada, “Hunter Lodges” were organized in many of our villages; funds were subscribed, and enlistments were made.

Among the volunteers in this wild campaign, was Sylvanus S. Wright, a son of Tyrannus A. Wright, of Denmark, who was captured at the “Windmill,” below Prescott, and sentenced to transportation for life to Van Dieman’s Land. When pardoned by the Queen he returned to his former home, and was welcomed at Copenhagen with great parade. His narrative of three years’ captivity, was written up by Caleb Lyon, of Lyonsdale; but having it libelled Preston King, of Ogdensburgh, by statements shown to be false, (but doubtless made from misinformation rather than malice,) the author was compelled to suppress the pamphlet, and to widely publish an acknowledgement to Mr. King.

Having read this, I wondered how I could ever find a copy of this work since it had been suppressed. I was later to find it on the internet in its entirety. It is called, Narrative and recollections of Van Dieman’s Land, during a three years’ captivity of Stephen S. Wright together with an account of the Battle of Prescott, in which he was taken prisoner, his imprisonment in Canada, trial, condemnation and transportation to Australia, his terrible sufferings in the British penal colony of Van Dieman’s Land and return to the United States: with a copious appendix embracing facts and documents relating to the patriot war, now first given to the public from the original notes and papers of Mr. Wright and other sources (1844). It can be accessed at: http://archive.org/details/cihm_21930. It is a gripping and woeful tale, and only about fifty pages, and  worth the read. It is true that Mr. King does not come off well in the story. In King’s defence, Stephen Wright was not aware that his party did not receive reinforcements partially because both the Canadian and U.S. governments were blocking anyone from crossing the river to aid them.

In this work, written as a first person narrative, Stephen also describes his lengthy return home, via England (he therefore had circled the globe in his travels). He reports that he had the opportunity while there to see Queen Victoria herself and her consort Prince Albert:

I saw Victoria Coburg, surrounded by her lords and ladies, whose dresses were of every texture in the world, glittering in jewels and gleaming in gold; and I thought of the starving masses, whose money and life had been crushed out of them to support this extravagance; and my heart was sick of that bitter satire to every honest Briton—“Hurrah for happy England!” If what I saw was happiness, what is misery? Who has the moral courage to see the smoking bread of a well filled bakery, and yet starve to death? yet many have so died in London; thousands, and yet the half is not told. And if one morsel of that bread is taken, when no work can be had, the doom is transportation for life; while Prince Albert, that pauper upon England’s bounty, riots upon thirty thousand pounds per annum. Many could have been employed to do the state the same service he does, at a much cheaper rate. I saw him with the field martials’ star upon his breast, and covered with gaudy finery. It added nothing to its beauty to know that it had been washed in the tears and blood of the poverty-stricken ones of England.

Notably, Stephen writes, regarding his return to North America, “I would here thank the generous-hearted William Lyon Mackenzie, whose gentlemanly sympathy and hospitality was extended to us while in the city”, the said Mackenzie presumably being the same one who was a leader in the Upper Canada Rebellion, and whose descendant, William Lyon MacKenzie King, was later to be the Prime Minister of Canada. The city referred to is likely New York, as Mackenzie was living there at the time.

Rev. Tyrannus Augustus Wright 1779-1863

Despite his Caesar-like name, my three times great grand uncle, Tyrannus Augustus Wright, does not appear to have been any kind of a despot. He was the son of Captain Charles and Ruth Wright, and with his brother, Charles Jr., was the first of the family to go the Black River country of upstate New York to scout out a new lands to settle. He is significant to me in my genealogy research because his relationship with my three times great grandfather, Stephen Hart, in Pinckney, New York, described in History of Lewis County, New York by Hough, helped me to make the connection between the Wright family and the Harts. That is, this helped me to ascertain that it was his niece, Sally Wright Merriam, a.k.a. Sarah, who had married Stephen Hart’s son, John Hart. Tyrannus had his own “firsts” in Lewis County, and was also the father of a couple of sons who had claims to fame, albeit tragic ones. He was a pioneer, a teacher, a farmer, militia man, hotel proprietor, Justice of the Peace, Town Supervisor, and clergyman during his life.

Tyrannus Augustus Wright was born on February 6, 1779 in Winchester, Litchfield, Connecticut, the sixth child in a family of twelve. He was named after an older brother who had died in infancy. As mentioned previously, he came to what is now Lewis county with his brother in 1801, and then settled in the area with his extended family in 1802. He first lived in Denmark village with the rest of the family, and then in 1810 moved to the closeby town of Pinckney. He taught the first school in Copenhagen, New York around 1810, and was also a lieutenant in the local militia. He married Mary C. Fitch, likely after the move to New York state, and had probably eleven children: Amanda, Chester, Ella, Emeline, John, Lucius, Elijah Tracy, Stephen Smith “Sylvanus”, Mary Irene, Augustus Tyrannus, and Solon (not necessarily in this order). I originally could only identify two of Tyrannus’s children, Lucius and Sylvanus, and only by reading Hough’s book, as it was not until 1850 that family members were listed in the census, and I had no other source which included his children. I knew that he had several children, but was stymied in identifying them. The “Augustus Wright” mentioned by Hough, was a suspect due to his name, and I was able to confirm that he was a son of Tyrannus through connecting him with a sister, Mary Irene, in a newspaper account, and then connecting the sister with Tyrannus through the sister’s husband’s family genealogy. So, I now had four of his children. I was then fortunate enough to receive an article from the Lewis County Historical Society which listed most of Tyrannus’s children: Pinckney Corners--its Settlement, Settlers, Where They Made Their Homes—Recollections by L.F. Wright, in Copenhagen, New York: An American Bicentennial History, 1976.

In Pinckney, Tyrannus built a hotel with his “brother” (likely Nathan), which was the first in the town. He appears to have been a “private” in the militia in Carter’s regiment during the War of 1812. In 1813, he was appointed Justice of the Peace, along with his brother Charles Jr. and Stephen Hart. In 1816, he was elected Supervisor of the Town of Pinckney, and again in 1836, but was not permitted to serve this term due to “ordination”, which means that he became a minister of the church in the intervening time. His son Stephen (Sylvanus) refers to him as a “clergyman” in an account written in 1844 of his own captivity in Canada in 1838 after a failed invasion attempt. It appears that Rev. Tyrannus could be effective in his work:

About this time I received a visit from my dear father—he was the second person permitted to see the prisoners since our capture—and sweet was that interview. The sheriff refused my father the privilege of praying with any of the prisoners, and that (without regard to his age or occupation as a clergyman) in a most insulting manner; he however permitted him to leave me a New Testament. During his stay, he exhorted the Helper of the weak to look down in mercy upon us amid our sore afflictions; he told us of Paul and Silas in the cell at Philipi, and of Peter, whom the angel of the Lord liberated from prison; and though every description of persons were gathered together—the licentious, the profligate, the vile and the profane, all came around and listened to him as one from the dead, (for the world was in truth dead to us), and he was a messenger from the bright earth and blue sky, and our hearts were cheered in this dark hour of our affliction, expecting daily our trials and death, as we had no hope of any other fate reserved for us. And now he departed, and all was gloom and dark forebodings of the future. The interview seemed not over ten minutes, though it lasted a full hour, and we were many in our misery and desolation, incarcerated in the leprous dungeons of Fort Henry.

The Rev. Tyrannus Wright’s other accomplishments included being one of the commissioners for the completion of a state road in 1820; founding the first Methodist Episcopal Society in Pinckney along with Stephen Hart, Nathan Wright and others in 1831; and becoming a trustee of the Methodist Episcopal Society of Deer River in 1852. He died on July 21, 1863 in Denmark, New York. It is not known where he is buried.

The Honorable Jabez Wright Part Two: the Underground Railroad

Around 1820, Judge Jabez Wright, son of Freedom Wright, became one of the first men in the Firelands of Ohio to take part in the Underground Railroad, helping fugitive slaves make their way to freedom in Canada. The large brick house he built had eight rooms and a basement with a trap door, from which a sixteen foot wide and a ninety foot long tunnel led to a “corn crib” one hundred feet from the lake shore. The fugitives who exited the tunnel would then be taken by row boats to vessels which would transport them to Canada across Lake Erie. His home became a regular stop on the Underground Railroad. Another blogger, Lisa Yako, has written a wonderful biography of Jabez Wright, including a photograph of the historical marker placed where his house used to be, in her blog, Historical Research Partners—Reflections on Historic Homes and Genealogy. The link is as follows: http://historicalresearchpartners.blogspot.ca/2012/09/jabez-wright-hurons-connection-to.html.

The Honorable Rush R. Sloane, in a speech given to the Firelands Historical Society in 1888, said of Jabez Wright:

My father knew him well since 1815, when he first met him at court at Avery, the year my father came into the state. Judge Wright always had one or more fugitives upon his farm and lands. This statement I have confirmed by a lady of perfect reliability, Mrs. Henry F. Merry of Sandusky, now seventy-eight years of age, and the first white person born on the Firelands. She told me that early in the year 1824, she was living at Judge Wright’s, teacher of his children, and at that time a fugitive slave was in his employ who had been there several years, and this was the first black man she ever saw. The fugitive’s name was James, and in 1825 he was reclaimed by his master and taken away; but he escaped, returned and again lived at Judge Wright’s.

Judge Wright was elected for two terms in the Ohio State Senate, beginning in 1822. As you can imagine, he was taking a huge risk in his position as judge and State Senator in participating so repeatedly and, apparently, flagrantly, in the Underground Railroad. In doing so, he was violating both state and federal laws. It seems that after his death, his sons Douglass and Winthrop carried on his work aiding fugitive slaves.

The Honorable Jabez Wright died on December 16, 1840, upon hitting his head and falling down the embankment of the lake at his home. A newspaper account at the time, in the Huron (Ohio) Commercial Advertiser, dated January 14, 1841, described his life as follows:

Judge Wright was one of the first settlers in this country, by his industry and enterprise has accumulated a large property. He was one of the band of adventures who braved the dangers of the wilderness, in surveying and laying off the fireland tract. No man was more familiar than he, with the land titles and early history of this and Huron counties. He was repeatedly elected to both branches of the Ohio legislature, and was for a number of years associate judge of this county. As a representative and Senator, he discharged his duties with fidelity to his constituents and honor to himself. In the private walks of life he was universally esteemed. His funeral was attended last Friday by a large concours of citizens, anxious to pay the last tribute of respect to departed worth. Peace to his manes!

His wife, Tamar Wright, died on August 26, 1849 at the home of their son, Ruggles Wright. Both she and Jabez are buried in the Huron Village Cemetery in Huron, Ohio.