Upper Level: William Howat 1818-1878 Janet Findlay 1812-1898

Sunday, June 7, 2009

William Howat 1818-1878 Janet Findlay 1812-1898

St. Quivox Church where William and Janet were married
Note:link active as of March 2019 https://www.genuki.org.uk/big/sct/AYR/StQuivox/StQuivoxChurchofScotland

William Howat
Parents: Hugh Howat and Elizabeth Galt
Born 14 May 1818 Muirkirk, Ayr, Scotland
Christened 16 May 1818 Riccarton, Ayr, Scotland
Note: surname spelled Howet in record
Occupation: Coal Miner (1841-1871)
Married Janet Findlay 18 Nov 1836 St Quivox and Newton, Ayr, Scotland
Died 1878 Galston, Ayr, Scotland
Buried: likely in what is known as the old churchyard
Sources
Birth and Christening: Scotland Births and Baptisms 1564-1950 Film 1041404 Batch C11611-2 also Christening found: British Vital Record Index Second Edition.
Marriage: IGI Film 1041406 Batch M116128 dated 1820-1854 also Scotland Marriages 1561-1910
1841 UK Census Riccarton, Ayr, Scotland (25y)
Note: address was Old Engine
1851 UK Census Riccarton, Ayr, Scotland (37y)
Note: address was Howies Square
1861 UK Census Galston, Ayr, Scotland
Note: same address as 1851
1871 UK Census Galston, Ayr, Scotland
Note: address 6 Ironwork Square
Family Search
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For the history about the Riccarton, Ayrshire area: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Riccarton,_Ayrshire

Janet Findlay
Parents: James Findlay and Janet Meikle
Born 30 Mar 1812 Kilmarnock, Ayr, Scotland
Occupation: Cotton Weaver (1871)
Died 25 Mar 1898 Galston, Ayr, Scotland

Note: she was a pauper and a widow

COD: Bronchitis

Informant: John Pator Grandson-in-law

Sources
1841 UK Census Riccarton, Ayr, Scotland
Note: address was Old Engine
1851 UK Census Riccarton, Ayr, Scotland
Note: address was Howies Square
1861 UK Census Galston, Ayr, Scotland
Note: same address as 1851
1871 UK Census Galston, Ayr, Scotland
Note: address 6 Ironwork Square
1881 UK Census Galston, Ayr, Scotland (age 63, widow)
Note: same address as 1871
1891 UK Census Galston, Ayr, Scotland (age 74, widow, living with daughter Grace and kids)
Note: address 31 Ironwork Square
Family Search
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CHILDREN

Lilias Clelland Howat
Born 1837 Kilmarnock, Ayr, Scotland
Occupation: Dairy Maid (1861) Dairy Manager (1871)
Married Robert Parker 15 May 1861 Craigie by Kilmarnock, Ayr, Scotland

Lilias and Robert's marriage record

Children: Janet, John, Martha, Mary, Lilias, Robert, William
Note: daughter Lilias began training in 1926 as a nurse at the Royal Alexander Infirmary in Paisley and completed it in 1928. She became a midwife 5 May 1931 and was listed in the Midwife/Nursing Registers of her time through 1968.

Died 29 March 1876 Craigie, Ayr, Scotland

Buried
Sources
1841 UK Census Riccarton, Ayr, Scotland
Note: address was Old Engine
1851 UK Census Riccarton, Ayr, Scotland
Note: address was Howies Square
1861 UK Census Craigie, Ayr, Scotland (age 23)
Note: she is a servant living in Robert Parker's home. She is a dairy maid
1871 UK Census Craigie, Ayr, Scotland (age 34)
Note: married, now upgraded to Dairy Manager
Marriage: Scotland Marriages 1561-1910 Batch M11584-1 Film 6035516
Children: Scotland births and baptisms 1564-1950
Family Search
ancestry.com
James Howat
Born 5 Feb 1839 Kilmarnock, Ayr, Scotland
Christened: 24 Feb 1839 Riccarton, Ayr, Scotland
Died May 1839
Buried
Sources
Family Search
ancestry.com
Jean Howat
Born 11 Apr 1840 Riccarton, Ayr, Scotland
Christened 13 Aug 1840 Riccarton, Ayr, Scotland
Died 26 Nov 1860 Galston, Ayr, Scotland
Note: I've never found the source for burial that was recorded on Family Search
Buried
Sources
Birth and Christening: Scotland Births and Baptisms 1564-1950
Christening: IGI Film 1041404 Batch C116114 dated 1820-1854
1841 UK Census Riccarton, Ayr, Scotland (age 1)
Note: address was Old Engine
Family Search
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Hugh Howat
Born 1841 Riccarton, Ayr, Scotland
Died as an infant
Sources
Family Search
ancestry.com
Euphemia Howat
Born 1843 Riccarton, Ayr, Scotland
Married 1) James Brown 28 July 1882 Galston, Ayr, Scotland

Children: Jeannie, John

2) Thomas Caddies 31 December 1897 Galston, Ayr, Scotland

Note: I've seen three different marriages for her - one with David Muir in 1860 which was what I originally thought was correct, but wasn't. Why? Euphemia was in the 1861 census with her parents! I later discovered there are TWO Euphemia Howat's in the same area. The other married David.

Euphemia's and James Brown's marriage

Died 1902
Buried
Sources
Marriage Record (shown above)

1851 UK Census Riccarton, Ayr, Scotland (age 8)
Note: address was Howies Square
1861 UK Census Galston, Ayr, Scotland (age 17)
Note: same address as 1851
Family Search
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Agnes Howat
Born 1845 Dreghorn, Ayr, Scotland
Married ? There are TWO Agnes Howats in the area. One has the middle name Elizabeth and that Agnes married James Torrence. I have not found any marriage or children for this Agnes.
Died
Buried
Sources
1851 UK Census Riccarton, Ayr, Scotland (age 6)
Note: address was Howies Square
Family Search
ancestry.com
William Howat
Born 1848 Kilmarnock, Ayr, Scotland
Died Feb 1863 (age 13y)
Sources
1851 UK Census Riccarton, Ayr, Scotland (age 3)
Note: address was Howies Square
Family Search
ancestry.com
Mary Howat
Born 1850 Riccarton, Ayr, Scotland
Married George Wilson 30 Dec 1870 Galston, Ayr, Scotland
Children: Hugh, Janet, Elizabeth, Hugh, Isabella, Janet
Died
Buried
Sources
1851 UK Census Riccarton, Ayr, Scotland (age 1)
Note: address was Howies Square
1861 UK Census Galston, Ayr, Scotland (age 10)
Note: same address as 1851
1871 UK Census Galston, Ayr, Scotland (age 19)
1901 UK Census Galston, Ayr, Scotland (age 51)
Marriage: IGI Film 6035516 Batch M115931 dated 1855-1875
Family Search
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Grace Howat
Born 30 Apr 1853 Galston, Ayr, Scotland
Married William Bruce Hendrie 29 Nov 1871 Galston, Ayr, Scotland
Children: Robert, Lillian, Marion, Jane, William, Hugh
Died
Buried
Sources
1861 UK Census Galston, Ayr, Scotland (age 8)
Note: address was Howies Square
1871 UK Census Galston, Ayr, Scotland (age 18)
Note: address 6 Ironwork Square
Marriage: IGI Film 6035516 Batch M115931 dated 1855-1875
1891 UK Census Galston, Ayr, Scotland (age 74, living with mother, going by surname Bruce)
Note: address 31 Ironwork Square
Family Search
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Janet Howat Grieve

Janet's headstone

*Janet Howat
Born 10 Dec 1855 Galston, Ayr, Scotland
Married William Grieve 28 Jun 1874 Galston, Ayr, Scotland
Children: William, Peter, Hugh, Annabella, Lillias, Jeanette, James, Violet, Christina, Margaret
Died 29 Nov 1935 Plain City, Weber, Utah
Buried 1 Dec 1935 Plain City Cemetery, Plain City, Weber, Utah
Sources
Birth: IGI batch C115931 Film 6035516 dated 1855-1875
Marriage: IGI Film 6035516 Batch M11593-1 dated 1855-1875 also Scotland Marriages 1561-1910 Film 6035516 Batch M11593-1
Utah Death Certificate
Family Search
ancestry.com
Hugh Howat
Born 4 Sep 1858 Galston, Ayr, Scotland
Died May 1879 (age 20y)
Sources
Birth: IGI Film 6035516 Batch C115931 dated 1855-1875
1861 UK Census Galston, Ayr, Scotland (age 2)
Note: address was Howies Square
Family Search
ancestry.com

2 comments:

Shuggie BAugust 7, 2012 at 11:37 PM
William Howat's (b 1811) death certificate gives parents as Hugh Howat and Jean Wilson. This agrees with OPR [607/00 0020 0155].
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MichelleAugust 8, 2012 at 12:51 PM
I would be happy to share the death certificate on this blog if you would like to share it with the world. However, I'm not sure if your William and this William are the same person. Mine was born in 1818 - my source for his birth and christening are from church records. His marriage to Janet Findlay is also from extracted church records. Please consider checking who the informant is on your William's death certificate. Often, the informant is grieving and the information is not always correct. Thank you, Michelle
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From a Funeral Program

When I come to the end of the road

And the sun has set for me

I want no rites in a gloom-filled room

Why cry for a soul set free?

Miss me a little - but not for too long

And not with your head bowed low

Remember the love that we once shared

Miss me, but let me go.

For this is a journey that we all must take

And each must go alone

It's all part of the Master's plan

A step on the road to home.

When you are lonely and sick at heart

Go to the hills we know

And bury your sorrow among the trees

Miss me, but let me go.

The Line

Every minute someone leaves this world behind.
We are all in “the line” without knowing it.
We never know how many people are before us.
We can not move to the back of the line.
We can not step out of the line.
We can not avoid the line.

So while we wait in line -

Make moments count.
Make priorities.
Make the time.
Make your gifts known.
Make a nobody feel like a somebody.
Make your voice heard.
Make the small things big.
Make someone smile.
Make the change.
Make love.
Make up.
Make peace.
Make sure to tell your people they are loved.
Make sure to have no regrets.
Make sure you are ready.

I'm My Own Grandpa

Many, many years ago when I was 23,
I got married to a widow
who was as pretty as could be.
She had a grown up daughter
who had a hair of red.
My father fell in love with her
and soon the two were wed.
This made my dad my son-in-law
And changed my very life.
My daughter was my mother,
for she was my father's wife.
To complicate the matters worse,
although it brought me joy,
I soon became the father
of a bouncing baby boy.
My little baby then became a brother -in-law to dad
and so became my uncle though it made me very sad.
For if he was my uncle,
then that also made him brother to the widow's grown-up- daughter,
who of course, was my stepmother.
Father's wife then had a son,
who kept them on the run.
And he became my grandson, for he was my daughter's son.
My wife is now my mother's mother
and it makes me blue.
Because, although she is my wife,
she's my grandma too.
If my wife is my grandmother,
then I am her grandchild.
and every time I think of it,
it simply makes me wild.
For now I have become the strangest case you ever saw.
As the husband of my grandmother,
I am my own grandpa!

Quotes from the Prophets

President Gordon B Hinckley: "It is good to look to the past to gain appreciation for the present and perspective for the future. It is good to look upon the virtues of those who have gone before, to gain strength for whatever lies ahead. It is good to reflect upon the work of those who labored so hard and gained so little in this world, but out of whose dreams and early plans so well nurtured, has come a great harvest of which we are the beneficiaries. Their tremendous example can become a compelling motivation for us all, for each of us is a pioneer in his own life."

President Spencer W Kimball: "I hope to see us dissolve the artificial boundary line we so often place between missionary work and temple and genealogical work, because it is the same great redemptive work!"

President Joseph Fielding Smith: " The responsibility on behalf of our kindred dead rests with equal force on all, according to our individual ability and opportunities...the greatest and grandest duty of all is to labor for the dead."

The Passing of the Pot (Chamber Pot)

As far back in childhood
As memory may go
One household vessel greets me
That wasn't made for show
Beneath the bed twas anchored
Where only few could see
But served the entire family
With equal privacy
Some called the critter Peggy
And some the thundermug
And others called it badger
A few called it jug
To bring it in at evening
Was bad enough no doubt
But heaven help the person
Who had to take it out
Our big one was enormous
And would accomodate
A watermelon party
Composed of six or eight
When nights were dark and rainy
It was a useful urn
On icy winter mornings
The cold rim seemed to burn
At times when things were rushing
And business extra good
Each took his turn a waiting
Or did the best he could
Sometimes when in a hurry
To our disgust and shame
We fumbled in the darkness
And slightly missed our aim
The special one for company
Was decorated well
But just the same it rendered
That old familiar smell
Today this modernism
Relieves me a lot
And only in my vision
I see that homely pot.
(author unknown)

Poem about ancestors

Though steep is the path I follow today,
The footprints of time will show me the way.
For many have traveled a smiliar road,
And carried an equal of heavier load.

No troubles I face are new to this earth,
That man has not faced from time of his birth.
The route has been charted and roads have been paved
By legions before me who were stalwart and brave.

Their steps never faltered nor courage grew dim,
For they trusted the Lord and let Him led them.
If my faith and my trust remain steadfast and true,
God will guide and protect me in all that I do.
- Dolores Karides

The Elusive Ancestor

I went searching for an ancestor.
I cannot find him still.
He moved around from place to place
and did not leave a will.
He married where a courthouse burned.
He mended all his fences.
He avoided any man who came to
take the US census

He always kept his luggage packed,
This man who had no fame,
and every 20 years or so,
This rascal changed his name.
No one else inthis world is
searching for this elusive man,
so I play "Gene-solitaire"
To find him, if I can!

I'm told he's buried in a plot,
with tombstone he was blessed;
but the weather took engravings,
and some vandals took the rest.
He died before the county clerks
were appointed to keep records
No family Bible has emerged -
In spite of all my efforts.

To top it off, this elusive ancestor
who has caused me many groans -
left me even one more challenge:
He brothed a lady,
by the name of "Jones"!
(Got this from a publication
put out by the DUP organization
that names the author: Merrell Kenworthy)

Poem: Heaven's Door

If I should go before you,

If life on earth were through;

I'll stop just inside Heaven's door,

and there I'll wait for you.

You've but to look 'cross star filled skies,

Past the moon and then beyond;

To know my leaving could never break,

This heart's undying bond.

And if you should go before me,

If your journey on earth were through;

You know I will be close behind,

I'll never be far from you.

Across the span of time and space,

This love will reach this far;

For you'll always carry a bit of my heart,

No matter where you are.

Allison Chambers Coxsey©1995 ~ All Rights Reserved

Which Shall It Be? by Adelaide Proctor

Which shall it be?

"Which shall it be? Which shall it be?
I looked at John and John looked at me,
And when I found that I must speak,
My voice seemed strangely low and weak:
˜Tell me again what Robert said,"
And then I, listening, bent my head.
This is his letter:˜I will give
A house and land while you shall live,
If, in return, from out your seven,
One child to me for aye is given."

I looked at John's old garments worn;
I thought of all that he had borne
Of poverty, and work, and care,
Which I, though willing, could not share;
I thought of seven young mouths to feed,
Of seven little children's need,
And then of this.

˜Come, John,said I,
We'll choose among them as they lie
Asleep. So, walking hand in hand,
Dear John and I surveyed our band:
First to the cradle lightly stepped,
Where Lilian, the baby, slept.
Softly the father stooped to lay
His rough hand down in a loving way,
When dream or whisper made her stir,
And huskily he said: ˜Not her!"

We stooped beside the trundle bed,
And one long ray of twilight shed
Athwart the boyish faces there,
In sleep so beautiful and fair;
I saw on James rough, red cheek
A tear undried. E'er John could speak,
He's but a baby, too," said I,
And kissed him as we hurried by.

Pale, patient, Robbie's angel face
Still in his sleep bore suffering's trace.
˜No, for a thousand crowns, not him!"
He whispered, while our eyes were dim.
Poor Dick! bad Dick! our wayward son”
Turbulent, restless, idle one”
Could he be spared?
Nay, He who gave
Bade us befriend him to the grave;
Only a mother's heart could be
Patient enough for such as he;
˜And so," said John, ˜I would not dare
To take him from her bedside prayer."

Then stole we softly up above,
And knelt by Mary, child of love;
˜Perhaps for her ˜twould better be,"
I said to John. Quite silently
He lifted up a curl that lay
Across her cheek in a wilful way,
And shook his head: ˜Nay, love, not thee,
The while my heart beat audibly.

Only one more, our eldest lad,
Trusty and truthful, good and glad,
So like his father. ˜No, John, no!
I cannot, will not, let him go."

And so we wrote, in courteous way,
We could not give one child away;
And afterward toil lighter seemed,
Thinking of that of which we dreamed,
Happy in truth that not one face
Was missed from its accustomed place;
Thankful to work for all the seven,
Trusting the rest to One in heaven."