Post Commander of the Riverton American Legion Post 159 (Ted Sweeney) called me yesterday about the 2020 Barkhamsted Lighthouse Gathering’s 3 day event… He is wanting to take our group on a tour of Pahke’s Cave after our July 2nd event at the Lighthouse site 😁 Orrain (Orrin) Wright married Mercy Elwell (Cooke 1st marriage) (of the Lighthouse) and lived and had several children in Pahke’s cave for many years (children were later taken and indentured out) I have yet to make a actual connection to any of the 12 children’s descendants~
HI everyone! I am just updating a few things and wanted to let you know that my blog has changed a little bit… It is still called an “Ever Widening Circle,” but it is now called a “Quest for our Ancestral Roots.” (conidubois.com)
Doing genealogy for well over 30 years now (started at 17 and I’m almost 53 now – so for a very long time), I have uncovered many wonderful stories, and it involves Colonial & Native American along with so much American history. Consequently, with that said, I am broadening my blog to include all I find and not just the Native American research I do. I have so much to share. Will be updating more once I get through the 2020 Lighthouse Gathering I am hosting in July~
I want to note: My blog also has my cousin – John Gilbert, as an Author, who has been researching the Gilbert side of us (Maternal line). He has uncovered so much & I can’t wait to see what he finds in the future.
I have been informed of a comment via JoannBarberClupper on Find A Grave. She has stated in her comment that the tombstone posted on his Find A Grave (# 62768815) “is not his tombstone. I would like to clear up this issue of William Henry Barber tombstone!
I want to CLEARLY STATE “THAT IT IS HIS TOMBSTONE!“
I spent the weekend researching and visiting the grave site and that of other Ancestors in the area. Even visited the “Barber homestead” along with visiting with living family member’s that were at the funeral along with spending a day in the records to dig up all we could find.
Reason for the confusion: The tombstone was bought several years later (confirmed by family) and the wrong birth date was put on it at that time – He was born in 1857 and it states 1861 – this was done by uncertain dates and family being incorrect on the date.
BUT IT IS FOR CERTAIN HIS TOMBSTONE!
Cathy Genella has also ‘re-confirmed’ info herself and received an email with this info for us.
Via Cathy to me: I asked him where does he get the info from, he stated the previous Sexton put it all on a spreadsheet.
Via the now Sexton? to Cathy: Cathy, I apologize for my timing I hope this will answer any questions. William Barber owned 8 sites, 6-11-A through 6-11-H.
Burials are as follows.
6-11-A Open 6-11-E Beulah Barber 6-11-B Maryette Barber 6-11-F George Barber 6-11-C William Barber 6-11-G Open 6-11-D Allen A Barber 6-11-H Allan A Barber Jr.
The Township has no record of sale for sites, Allan A Barber was buried in 1926. That is the earliest burial there. I found no reference to a baby being buried unless that is Allan Barber Jr.
Note from Coni: Just adding his info I have along with obit & death certificate here for you also~
Oak Grove Cemetery Location: on South Branch Road north of South Branch, Ogemaw, Michigan. Oak Grove Cemetery is located on E. County Line Rd. in South Branch, Goodar Twp. The nearest major town is South Branch, MI.
latitude – longitude: coordinates of N 44.4789 and W -83.88638.
Barber, William Henry 8/22/1857 – 1/12/1945 Father – Age 87 – Husband of Mary Other’s buried here: Barber, Allen A 22 y 1926 Barber, Clia Marion 1 x 1919 Barber, Jackie William 3dys x 1930 Barber, Melvin L 60 y 1980 Barber, Myron Allen 61 y 1988 Barber, Olive M 80 y 1983 Barber, Peggy Rosella 15 y 1949 Barber, Stacy ng y ng Barber, Verna 2 hrs x 1972 Barber, William H 88 y 1945 Barber, William Henry 70 y 1962
William Barber, 87 Of Hill Township Buried January 9 Left 12 Children, 62 Grand and 50 Great-Grandchildren Funeral Services for William Henry Barber, an early settler of Hill township, were held from his late farm home between North and South Dease lakes at 2:00 o’clock on Tuesday afternoon of this week, January 16, and from the South Branch Church at 2:30 P.M. Rev. Frank H. Collin Officiated, and burial took place in the South Branch Cemetery, His age was 87. William H. Barber died at 7 o’clock Friday morning of last week, January 12, from the infirmities of age. He was born in Pennsylvania on August 26, 1857, and came to Ogemaw about fifty years ago from Owosso, where he married on November 13, 1881, to the former Maryette Clark. He is survived by his widow, Mrs. Margette Clark Barber; 12 Children; Grant Barber of Bay City; Matthew, of Newberry; Judson, of Jackson; William and Stacy of Long Lake, Iosco County; George, of Hale; Erwin, of Goodrich; Mrs. Ada Thayer, of Curtis, Mich.; Mrs. Mary Rowbottom and Mrs. Minnie Craiger, both of Flint; Mrs. Anna Riley of Selkirk; Mrs. Nellie Ballard, of Bay City; one sister Mrs. Rose Short, of Mancelona, Mich.; 62 grandchildren and 50 great-grandchildren.
Both Henrietta Webster’s (YES there is 2 of them) they were both born inLitchfield Connecticut abt 1838– One was born to Montgumery Webster – wife Sybil Elwell of the Lighthouse Tribe in Barkhamsted CT & the other one was born to David Sanford Webster – wife Clarissa Wattles in Bethlehem, CT
Now let’s take a look at some important records:
Rev. A P Viets in the Connecticut, Town Marriage Records, pre-1870 (Barbour Collection) Name: Rev. A P Viets Marriage Date: 4 Sep 1848 Marriage Place: Barkhamsted, Connecticut, USA Residence Place: Canton Spouse:Hannah WebsterSpouse Residence Place: Barkhamsted
Note: Hannah could of been a ‘nickname’?
Rev A P Viets in the U.S., Newspaper Extractions from the Northeast, 1704-1930 Name: Rev A P Viets Event: Marriage Marriage Date: 9 Oct 1848 Marriage Place: Pleasant Valley Spouse: Henrietta Louisa Webster Spouse Father: D Sanford Webster Newspaper:Christian Secretary Publication Date: 13 Oct 1848 Publication Place: Connecticut, USA Call Number: 486549
Rev A P Viets in the U.S., Newspaper Extractions from the Northeast, 1704-1930 Name: Rev A P Viets Event: Marriage Marriage Date: 9 Oct 1848 Marriage Place: Pleasant ValleySpouse: Henrietta Louisa Webster Spouse Father: D Sandford Webster Newspaper: The Hartford Times Publication Date: 14 Oct 1848 Publication Place: Connecticut, USA Call Number: 486551
Henrietta Louisa Webster in the North America, Family Histories, 1500-2000 (Pg 103) Viets Genealogy Name: Henrietta Louisa Webster Gender: Female Birth Date: 11 Jun 1830 Birth Place: Bethlehem, Conn First Marriage Date: 9 Oct 1848Spouse: Apollos Phelps Viets Child: Ellsworth Phelps Berkley Viets Wordsworth Bertrand Viets John Charles Viets Mary Louisa Viets Beulah Ruth Viets Henrietta Claribel Viets
Now let’s take a look at the burial of the family:
All mentioned below are buried at Riverside Cemetery in Waterbury, CT.
Apollos Phelps Viets in the Connecticut, Hale Collection of Cemetery Inscriptions and Newspaper Notices, 1629-1934 Name: Apollos Phelps Viets Age: 89 Birth Date: 1819 Death Date: 1908 Burial Place: Connecticut, USA Cemetery: Riverside Cemetery
It always saddens me when I disprove a line…
The “only way plausible” is if there is 2 Rev./Clergyman A P Viets also…..
On October 14th, in the
year 1066, an army from Normandy fought a single battle against the Anglo-Saxon
defenders of England near Hastings in East Sussex. By that very afternoon, the English king was
dead, William the Bastard became William the Conqueror, and the Normans were in
England to stay. What followed was the
wholesale dispossession of the Anglo-Saxon ruling class in favor of Norman
aristocracy. The newest among this class
were Normans of relatively humble birth who had accompanied William during his
great victory. While it is certain that
hundreds of high-born Normans (as well as Flemish, Breton, French, and others)
were among William’s companions that day, thousands of much more humble origins
served in the rank and file. To share in
such glory was to immediately propel one’s family into high status and new
opportunity. To this day, 953 years
later, studies show that English families bearing Anglo-Norman last names are
financially slightly better off than their Anglo-Saxon-named countrymen. The names of some of these men who were there
on that fateful 11th century day were said to have been written on a
list. Called the Battle Abbey Roll, it supposedly hung in an abbey William had
erected on the very spot King Harold was killed during the battle. The original (if not a complete fiction) has
been lost since the 16th century.
What we have are incongruent and partial lists of varying reliability. On one of those lists is the name T. Gilbard.
There is a fantastic renaissance
work called The church-history of Britain from the birth of Jesus Christ
until the year M.DC.XLVIII, written in 1655 by Thomas Fuller. In it, Fuller pulls together a collection of
supposed Battle Abbey Rolls and other references to the companions of
William. It is on the list provided by
one Mr. Fox, an alias of an antiquarian named Thomas Scriven, we see T. Gilbard
astride 243 other names. Gilbard, of
course, is one of the many early spellings of Gilbert (pronounced something
like jeel-BARE then and in France today).
Immediately there appear to be several problems with the claim that
someone with a Gilbert surname was on the Battle Abbey Roll. First, hereditary family names in such a
first-name-last-name format were rare in 1066 Europe. Second, this is the only mention of a Gilbert
on any of the other versions of the rolls I have seen (outside of the
well-known and probably-not-related Richard and Baldwin Fits-Gilberts). Third, construction of the Battle Abbey
itself took until 1094, so any list would have been at least 18 years after the
battle. Finally, any remnants of rolls
we have can only be sourced to the 1500s at best.
The last of the two problems cannot
be well addressed here because of the immutability of the facts. However, scholars have established beyond
doubt that between 20 and 40 individuals appearing on the various lists were
indeed at Hastings. That suggests the
rolls contain at least some measure of truth.
The problem of only a single mention of Gilbard from among the several
versions of the lists is a bit of a tough one, but not insurmountable. Again I point to the very low numbers (scores
out of hundreds) of named individuals who have actually been verified as having
been at Hastings. This only points to
the importance of those individuals, being mentioned elsewhere in contemporary
accounts and rosters – such venerable names as Robert de Beaumont, Walter
Giffard, and Odo, Bishop of Bayeux. It
is entirely possible that the combination of nonstandard spellings and lack of
fame could cause individual names to fall off of some lists and be included in
others. Either way, a lesser-known or
lower-born member of the soldiery would not be as likely to show up in other
records of the time.
Looking into the problem of
hereditary names brought to light some surprising lessons, modifying my own
view of when the usage of such took place.
Studies strongly suggest that the oldest true heritable surname in
Europe is O’Brien, having origins in the early to mid-1000’s in Ireland. Even Fuller notes that, while not universal in
Europe until the late 1100s, these kinds of family names predate Hastings buy
as much as 40 years. Importantly, he
asserts that this new widespread use of surnames was a French invention. The claim seems to be supported, at least a
little, by my earlier studies of William Gilbert de Ragoles, Bishop of Poitiers
from 1117 to 1124, whose siblings shared the last name Gilbert. To further investigate the matter, I counted
up how many ‘modern’ surnames appeared on Mr. Fox’s list. I found that 46 out of 244 had surnames
without the older-fashioned ‘d’, ‘de’, ‘de la’, ‘Fitz’, or other titular and
place references. That amounted to about
19%. Studies of other near-contemporary
lists of names showed similarly small, yet definitely real, percentages that we
might consider modern surnames. Therefore,
it is at least possible that someone with a name like T. Gilbard could have
been at Hastings in 1066 without being an anachronism.
Briefly onto the first name, the
initial ‘T’ is tantalizingly without explanation in Fox’s list. Luckily for our research, French first names
at the time seldom started with ‘T’, so it is easier to narrow down. Typical of the era are Thomas, Thosetus,
Trutgaudus, Tassilo, Theoderic, Theudebald, Thorismund, and Toustan among a few
obscure others and variations of each. Out
of pure popularity, Thomas seems the most likely candidate for our T.
So, while not verifiable, it is at
least plausible that a Norman-French warrior of lower status named Thomas
Gilbard came over with William the Conqueror in 1066. This Thomas would be of about the same
generation of Bishop William Gilbert’s parents, possibly being at least distant
kin of this Parthenay family. Whereas
there is no evidence of name-bearing progeny from the Bishop or his siblings,
it is some fraction of possible that Thomas established himself and the Gilbert
line in England after Hastings. Thirty
years thereafter, tax records start showing Gilberts like Richard, Walter,
Robert, and William transacting around Wiltshire and Devonshire. Eventually, some of this clan may have
started marrying up into the venerable Champernowne family beginning in the
early 1200’s, establishing the Gilberts of Compton. Acknowledging this has as many points of data
as your typical conspiracy theory, it is at least not out of the realm of
possibilities. Whether or not even being
in the line leading to the Gilberts of Compton, the existence of Thomas Gilbard
would push the origin of the surname back to about 950 years ago.
I was recently delighted to find
that a small company out of Markham, Virginia, would print me a hard copy of J.
Wingate Thornton’s 1850 Genealogical Memoir of the Gilbert Family in both
Old and New England. Setting aside
the forgivable retransmissions of errors found in earlier works by Westcote and
Prince, this little 23 page gem inspired me to compile a brief sketch of some
of the lesser-known, but still notable Gilberts from history. In doing so, I consciously decided to omit the
more famous Sir Humphrey Gilbert (who claimed Canada for England) and his half-brother,
Sir Walter Raleigh (who hardly needs introduction here). Further, Thornton’s enthusiastic view of the
bravery and industry of the Gilbert family tempted me to produce a romanticized
rescript of past nobility. This I also
resolved to avoid, leaving in the sometimes savage and sometimes sorry behavior
that still follows our little clan and marks us as human.
Among the more ‘human’ of us, and
the one I feel most akin to, was Sir Adrian Gilbert of Compton (1541-1628). At his lowest low, he was called “the
greatest buffoon in England” and “cared not what he said to man or woman of
what quality soever”. Like his brothers Sir
Humphrey Gilbert and Sir Walter Raleigh (especially when they were in Ireland),
Adrian was accused of “great fury” and “savage cruelty”. Nonetheless, he was noted for his
intelligence in mathematics and alchemy, something he shared with noted mathematician
John Dee. In the 2000 book Following
the Ark of the Covenant, authors Kerry and Lisa Boren go so far as to say
Dee charged Adrian with carrying the Ark of the Covenant to the Americas! Less far-fetched is that Adrian became “a
great favorite of Mary, Countess of Pembroke” due to their shared interest in
alchemy, he becoming her laboratory assistant.
What is certain is that Adrian was of the same ilk of Devon explorers as
his many Gilbert relatives, having received a patent from Queen Elizabeth I for
the discovery of a northwest passage to China, the document being titled “The
Colleagues of the Fellowship for the Discovery of the North-west Passage”.
Another of these Devonshire
explorers was the sea captain Bartholomew Gilbert, who arrived in America in
1602. His mission was to establish a
colony in the New World, which he did in Cape Cod (named by him). Captain Bartholomew apparently did not
inherit his uncle Adrian’s mathematical acumen.
The colony failed after a few weeks when it was discovered that he had
miscalculated the overwinter provisions, having brought only six weeks’ worth
of food. The entire party packed up and
was back in England by late July. Captain
Gilbert cannot, however, be discredited for lack of bravery. The very next year, on May 10th,
he set sail from Plymouth, England, determined to discover the fate of brother
Walter Raleigh’s famously-vanished Roanoke Colony. Upon anchoring off the desolate former site
of Roanoke on July 29, Captain Gilbert and four of his men formed a landing
party. Once ashore, they were attacked
by a band of Algonquians and killed. The
seal of Northampton County, Virginia, today bears the date 1603 in commemoration
of Captain Bartholomew Gilbert’s courage.
Another Gilbert, a son of Sir Humphrey, also engaged in what Thornton called the Gilbert’s, “hereditary scheme of peopling America with Englishmen” in 1607. In that year, two ships under the command of Sir George Popham and Captain Raleigh Gilbert, set out from Plymouth, England. They arrived with one hundred men, weapons, and supplies at the mouth of the Sagadahock, or Kennebeck River, on the coast of Maine. They built a fortified store-house they called Fort Saint George, and the two ships returned to England for supplies. The forty-five men who remained were under the presidency of Popham and the admiralty of Raleigh Gilbert. Over a harsh winter Popham died, leaving Raleigh as president. At some point, news reached the colony that Raleigh’s older brother, Sir John Gilbert (another son of Sir Humphrey) had died. With that news, and in the face of “nothing but extreme extremities”, the colony unanimously voted to return to England. It is said that they were so resolute in this goal that they built a ship to facilitate the return voyage, which would probably be the first oceangoing vessel built in America – built under the direction of a Gilbert.
These stories are a reminder that European colonization in Native American lands immediately locked the two cultures in a complex, brutal war that came in waves of violence lasting nearly 300 years. An example of this comes from the tale of Mrs. Rowlandson’s captivity from the book Tragedies of the Wilderness, by Samuel Gardner Drake, 1844. Mrs. Rowlandson and her three children were made slaves for eleven weeks by Narragansett, Wampanoag and Nashaway/Nipmuc Indians led by Monoco after their attack on Lancaster, Massachusetts. Later, after being purchased out of slavery for 20 pounds sterling, she wrote about her encounter with young John Gilbert, son of my many-great grandfather Captain John Gilbert (first of my line to come to America). Mrs. Rowlandson writes, “I went to see an English youth in this place, one John Gilbert, of Springfield. I found him laying without doors upon the ground. I asked him how he did; he told me he was very sick of a flux with eating so much blood. They had turned him out of the wigwam, and with him an Indian papoos, almost dead, (whose parents had been killed,) in a bitter cold day, without fire or clothes; the young man himself had nothing on but his shirt and waistcoat. This sight was enough to melt the heart of flint. There they lay quivering in the cold, the youth round like a dog, the papoos stretched out, with his eyes, nose, and mouth full of dirt, and yet alive, and groaning. I advised John to go get to some fire; he told me he could not stand, but I persuaded him still, lest he should lie there and die. And with much ado I got him to a fire, and went myself home.” I have found no further record of the fate of young John Gilbert.
The unfortunate young John Gilbert’s
father, Captain John Gilbert (1626 – 1690, and one of many with that name), soldiered
on along with his brother, Jonathan Gilbert, in establishing Hartford, Connecticut. Of John we know he married Amy Lord, daughter
of Thomas and Dorothy Lord, on May 6, 1647, and had probably arrived from
Yardley, England, in about 1645. He and
his brother Jonathan, the latter being a linguist of Native American languages
of the region, are recorded as acting as emissaries between the Governor in
Hartford and the local tribes. In 1653,
Jonathan was even so important as to be made a ‘marshal’ of sorts, receiving a
special warrant from the Colony to “rayse such considerable forces as hee sees
It was Jonathan’s younger son, Captain Thomas Gilbert, who rekindled the maritime adventurism of his recent ancestors. Born about 1655, Thomas was said to have been “a brave and successful officer, and a leading man in the primitive navy of the colony”. For several years, Thomas commanded the twelve-gun Swan during a turbulent time of war on the high seas. During King William’s War, Thomas and his associates captured the French ship Saint Jacob. The Swan’s luck ran out in 1695 when it was overtaken by a French privateer of 20 guns. Even in this defeat, a witness’s account prompted Thornton to write that Thomas displayed, “fortitude and self-possession in difficulty, manly and generous heart, and desperate and unflinching defense against superior force”. This Captain Gilbert was said to be self-confident enough to freely weep when moved by the scene of two companions being joyously reunited after the Swan went down. He spent the rest of the war a prisoner in France, released afterwards during a prisoner exchange.
Captain Thomas Gilbert’s uncle, Captain John Gilbert (1626-1690), is from where my American line descends. What follows is what I consider to be typically and woefully American: eight or so generations of virtually no family history. I know very little about the men and women of my line from Captain John’s son Joseph through my grandfather, Robert. However, despite my earlier self-admonitions against romanticism, I cannot resist putting the stars of my father and my grandfather up among the constellation formed by my ancestors. Notable to me, and just as bravely, my grandfather Robert James Gilbert recrossed the Atlantic to help defeat the Nazis as an infantryman in Europe. The best I can tell he fought in some of the most harrowing battles in Italy – and had the artillery-shrapnel scars to prove it. My father, Bernard James Gilbert, spent eight years in the Army and National Guard during the Cold War, only to spring back into volunteer service to rescue victims and recover bodies during the lethal Palm Sunday Tornado Outbreak. After that, he spent fifteen more years in the Civil Defense helping flood and disaster victims without taking a dime. Precious little is known about my female ancestors, and I do not mean to neglect them here. I submit that whoever and wherever a Gilbert may be, man or woman, we belong to a family of singular daring.