Upper Level: Eli Taylor 1819-1878 Mary Ann Stringer 1824-1864

Wednesday, July 8, 2009

Eli Taylor 1819-1878 Mary Ann Stringer 1824-1864

Eli Taylor
Parents Thomas Taylor and Alice Shelton
Born 24 Aug 1819 Cotton in the Elms, Derby, England
Christened 19 Sep 1819 Lullington, Derby, England
Occupation: Shoe Maker (1851) Cordwainer (1861)
Married 1) Mary Ann Stringer 26 July 1841 Lullington, Derby, England

Eli and Mary Ann Stringer marriage record

Note: The marriage record claims she is 20, but she was only 17. Also, her name was simply Mary Stringer in the record, not Mary Ann. A second marriage record was available which claims 11 Jul 1841 as the marriage date, which is likely when the banns (similar to engagement) were announced
Immigration to United States: 13 October 1875 aboard ship Dakota. -note: on the manifest he is referred to as Eliza - with his wife 'dittoed'. Five of their children are with them.
2) Mary Nicholls 4 Mar 1866 Birmingham, Warwick, England
Children: Mary Ann, Elizabeth, Eleanor, Emma, Eli
Died 31 Dec 1878 Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah
Sources
Birth date: Deceased LDS member record
Christening: England Births and Christenings 1538-1975 Film 1752216 Batch C02813-0 Reference number: item 6 p 17
Marriage to Mary Stringer: England Marriages 1538-1973 Film 1752216 Batch M01686-8 Reference #15
1851 UK Census for Birmingham, St Martin, Warwickshire, England (age 31 - name given as Elijah, as head of house)
1861 Census for Birmingham, Birmingham, Warwick, England (age 41 - as head of house)
Family Search/Family Tree

Mary Ann Stringer
Parents William Stringer and Hannah (Ann)Wood
Born 27 May 1821 Burton Upon Trent, Stafford, England
Christened 20 Jun 1824 Burton Upon Trent, Stafford, England
Note: her name is spelled Maryann in record
Occupation: Boot Binder (1851)
Died 1864 England
Burial: 2 Sep 1864 Birmingham, Warwickshire, England
Sources
Christening: England Birth and Christenings Film 1278995 Batch C02378-6 item 4 p 302
1851 UK Census for Birmingham, St Martin, Warwickshire, England
1861 Census for Birmingham, Birmingham, Warwick, England (age 37 - as a wife)
Birth: Family Search/Family Tree
Burial: England Deaths and Burials

CHILDREN

Rose Anna Taylor
Born 20 May 1842 Burton Upon Trent, Stafford, England
Christened 1 Jun 1842 Holy Trinity, Burton Upon Trent, Stafford, England
Note: name on the christening record spelled Rose Anna
Occupation: Shoe Binder (1861)
Married 1) Henry Hodge 26 Apr 1866 St Jude, Birmingham, Warwick, England
2) Hopkins Chovi Pender 3 Oct 1868 Endowment House, Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah (Divorced)
Note: Her name is spelled Rosannah on the marriage record
3) John James Busby 27 Oct 1869 Bountiful, Davis, Utah
Children: Rose, Violet, Charlotte, Annie, Abraham, Arizona, William, Nellie
Died 11 Feb 1916 St David, Cochise, Arizona
Buried: St David Cemetery, St David, Cochise, Arizona
Note: Name on the headstone is Rose H Busby. While it may seem logical the H stands for Hannah, her christening record claims Rose Anna. Perhaps the H is for her first husband, Henry Hodge? She is buried with her 3rd husband John, the only husband I have a record she had children with.
Sources
Christening: England Births and Christenings, 1538-1975 Film 1278931 p 97
1861 Census for Birmingham, Birmingham, Warwick, England (age 18 - living w/parents)
Marriage to Henry: England Marriages, 1538–1973 Film 0918918 Batch M07360-3 also IGI Film 0918918 Batch M073603 dated 1864-1876
Marriage to Hopkins: LDS temple records. The date and place were used as the marriage date and place, though they may not be the same.
Marriage to James: http://freepages.genealogy.rootsweb.ancestry.com/~lzrslong/b858.htm#P47055
Family Search/Family Tree
Headstone: http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=21498970
Mary Taylor (twin to Katherine)
Born 22 Jul 1843 Burton Upon Trent, Stafford, England
Sources
Family Search
Ancestry.com
Katherine Taylor (twin to Mary)
Born 22 Jul 1843 Burton Upon Trent, Stafford, England
Sources
Family Search
Ancestry.com

*William Taylor
Christened 30 Sep 1844 Burton Upon Trent, Stafford, England
Occupation: Shoe Maker (1861)
Married Melina Smith 3 Mar 1862 St. Jude, Birmingham, Warwick, England
Note: Her name is misspelled on the record as Melinar. They separated by the time she left for America. He likely remarried.
Died aft 1871 (his last child with Melina was born in 1872)
Buried: Very likely England - more research is needed
Sources
1861 Census for Birmingham, Birmingham, Warwick, England (age 17 - living w/parents)
Marriage: England Marriages Film 918917 Batch M07360-2
Family Search

SECOND WIFE

Mary Elizabeth Nicholls
Taylor Shell's headstone

(Mary) Elizabeth Nicholls
Parents: Benjamin Nicholls and Elizabeth Elson
I've seen two different middle names for her - Ann and Elizabeth. According to her birth and christening record, it is simply Elizabeth Nicholls. On other (later) records (such as daughter Elizabeth Taylor's death certificate) she is listed as Mary Elizabeth Taylor and her headstone, Mary E. Shell.
Born 25 March 1838 Birmingham, Warwick, England
Christened 15 April 1838 Saint Thomas, Birmingham, Warwick, England
Immigration to United States: 13 October 1875 on ship Dakota (Eli, their children, and herself were passengers in steerage which means they were in the part of the ship that contained the steering apparatus. It was the least expensive rate.) The ship "Dakota" was built the year the family sailed to United States (1875): The Liverpool and Great Western Steamship Company, known commonly as the Guion Line, was a British passenger service. Two years later, in 1877, the Dakota shipwrecked near North Wales (no loss of life).
Married 2) George Washington Shell 14 December 1887 Logan, Cache, Utah (he died in 1892)
Died 14 June 1901 Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah
Buried Murray City Cemetery, Murray, Salt Lake, Utah Plot 04-093
Sources
Passenger list for Ship"Dakota" 13 OCT 1875
1900 US Census Murray, Salt Lake, Utah (age 62, widowed, going by name Elizabeth Shell, it claims she is the mother of 6 children of which 2 are living which would be Elizabeth and Eli)
England Births and Christenings Batch C04117-1
Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/130360/mary-elizabeth-shell

CHILDREN with second wife

FYI: Southport is a large seaside town in the Sefton, Merseyside, England and five of these six children were born there.

Mary Ann Taylor
Born 31 December 1864 Birmingham, Warwick, England
Immigration to United States: 13 October 1875

Married Joseph Richard McGuire Wilson 1 November 1881 England
Children: George, Eli, Mary, Elizabeth
Died 17 November 1889 Murray, Salt Lake, Utah
Buried Murray City Cemetery, Murray, Salt Lake, Utah
Sources
Immigration: 13 October 1875 on ship Dakota
Headstone: http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=139748358
22 November 1889 Deseret News Obituary
Picture: Family Search

Elizabeth Taylor
Born 26 October 1866 Southport, Lancashire, England
Immigration to United States: 13 October 1875

Married John Albert Berrett about 1887 England
Children: George, Benjamin, Joseph, Lawrence, Marion, Alice
Died 16 January 1955 Union, Salt Lake, Utah
Note: COD: Cerebral Hemorrhage
Buried 20 January 1955 Murray City Cemetery, Murray, Salt Lake, Utah
Sources
Immigration to United States: 13 October 1875 on ship Dakota
Headstone: http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=8009751
Picture: Family Search
Eleanor Taylor
Born 4 January 1869 Southport, Lancashire, England
Immigration to United States: 13 October 1875 on ship Dakota
Died 20 May 1882 Utah?
Sources
Birth and death: LDS Church Membership listed on Family Search

Immigration List for ship Dakota

Emma Taylor
Born 29 April 1870 Birmingham, Warwick, England
Died 15 May 1871 (she is not on ship manifest in 1875)
Sources
Birth: LDS Church Membership listed on Family Search

Alma Taylor (twin to Eli? It gives same age on ship manifest)
Born 27 March 1873 Southport, Lancashire, England
Immigration to United States: 13 October 1875 on ship Dakota
Sources

Immigration List for ship Dakota

Eli Taylor (twin to Alma? It gives same age on ship manifest)
Born 27 March 1873 Southport, Lancashire, England
Immigration to United States: 13 October 1875
Occupation: Farmer
Married May Belle Shaw 26 October 1893 Cottonwood, Salt Lake, Utah
Children: Sarah, unnamed baby boy, Horace, Rosa, Melvin, Maggie
Died 2 April 1922 Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah
COD: Paralysis of heart and the flu
His son Horace was the informant
Buried 6 April 1922 Murray City Cemetery, Murray, Salt Lake, Utah
Sources
1900 US Census Murray, Salt Lake, Utah (age 27, his family is living with his mother)
1910 US Census Bennion, Salt Lake, Utah (age 37)
1920 US Census Salt Lake, Utah (age 46)
Utah Death Certificate (which claims he was divorced at time of death)
Headstone for Eli: http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=128532
Headstone for May Belle: http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=58461
Passenger list for Ship"Dakota"

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drumpaintJanuary 14, 2018 at 3:30 PM
Hi. Mary Ann Taylor was my great grandmother. I’d like to communicate with you to share any information about her and any relatives.
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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."