Upper Level: George Brewerton 1787-1854 Ann Pilley 1795-1859

Sunday, August 23, 2009

George Brewerton 1787-1854 Ann Pilley 1795-1859

George Brewerton
Christened 18 Sep 1789 Everton, Nottingham, England
Parents William Brewerton and Mary Nettleship
Married Ann Pilley 6 Aug 1822 Kirkstead, Lincoln, England
Died 19 Dec 1854 England
Sources
1841 UK Census for Everton, Nottingham, England (age 50)
1851 UK Census (age 62)
Note: claims his birth place is Harwell, Nottingham
Christening: IGI Film 0503492 Batch C010962 dated 1750-1812
Picture of Greystone cottage: http://user.xmission.com/~wake/genealogy/showmedia.php?mediaID=176&medialinkID=219

Ann Pilley
Born 11 Sep 1795 Kirkstead, Lincoln, England
Christened 13 Sep 1795
Parents Samuel Pilley and Elizabeth Green
Immigration: 22 Apr 1855 on the Samuel Curling continued by rail to Pittsburgh, then by steamboat on the rivers, via St. Louis, Missouri, to Atchison, Kansas where son Samuel died.
Emigration: 26 July 1855 (Charles A. Harper Company) arrived in Salt Lake the 28 Oct 1855.
her husband and 4 of her children died before she left England (maybe 5 if Jane really was theirs)
Died 29 Jan 1859 Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah

Buried 1 Feb 1859 Salt Lake City Cemetery, James Ur lot
Sources
1841 UK Census for Everton, Nottingham, England (age 45)
Mormon Migration: http://lib.byu.edu/mormonmigration/person.php?id=17355
Pictures: http://user.xmission.com/~madsci/Pilley1.htm
headstone: http://www.findagrave.com/

CHILDREN

John Brewerton
Christened 26 Oct 1823 Bawtry, York, England
Died 16 Jan 1852 England
Sources
1841 UK Census for Everton, Nottingham, England (age 17 - showing as a female)
Christening: England Births and Christenings 1538-1975 Batch C04400-1 Film 504084
Christening: IGI film 0504084 Batch C044001 dated 1813-1860

Thomas William Brewerton
Born 22 Feb 1825 Harworth, Nottingham, England
Christened 29 May 1825 Bawtry, York, England
Note: name recorded as William Thomas
Occupation(s); Cottager (1850) Miller (1854), Mayor of Willard, Utah, Justice of the Peace, Postmaster, County Selectman
LDS Mission: England
Immigrated to USA: 1854 with Sarah and two children, his brothers George and Charles. John Angus and Thomas were in charge of the immigrating members of the LDS church
Married Sarah Ann Crookes 25 Dec 1850 Nottingham, Nottingham, England
Note: he baptized her and later married her

Children: Phoebe, John, Joseph, Samuel, Thomas, Henry, Fanny, Herbert, Mary, Charles, Sarah, Annie, Eliza
Survived a cholera outbreak in New Orleans, and headed west in Robert Campbell's wagon train. During the Utah War he defended Deseret against Johnston's Army as part of the Nauvoo Legion, Company B, 5th Battalion of the 4th Regiment, under Colonel C.W. West (his brother-in-law tells of drinking bacon grease for coffee while waiting for Buchanan's blunder to sally forth).
Died 23 Apr 1898 Willard, Box Elder, Utah (pneumonia)
Sources
Birth: Family Search
Christening: England Births and Christenings 1538-1975 Batch C04400-1 Film 504084
1841 UK Census for Everton, Nottingham, England (age 15)
Note: name recorded as William
1851 UK Census for Everton, Nottingham, England (age 26)
1856 US Census for Utah Territory Salt Lake City 15th Ward
1860 US Census for Willard, Box Elder, Utah (age 35)
1870 US Census for Willard, Box Elder, Utah (age 45)
1880 US Census for Willard, Box Elder, Utah (age 55)
About daughter Mary Ellen Brewerton who married George Alfred Ward: http://www.wardrasmussen.com/Reunion/Blog/Entries/2009/11/17_Willard,_Utah_%26_Our_Ward_Family.html
Mormon Migration: http://lib.byu.edu/mormonmigration/person.php?id=17356
Pictures: http://user.xmission.com/~wake/genealogy/showmedia.php?mediaID=176&medialinkID=219

*Elizabeth Brewerton
Birth 13 Mar 1828 Harworth, Nottingham, England
Married Henry "Harry" Emery 18 May 1851 Pottawattamie, Iowa
Children: Henry, Elizabeth, George, John, Isaac, Fanny, David, Mary, Charles, Sarah, Francis, William, Samuel, Ada, Edith, Martha
Died 1 Dec 1906 Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah

Buried 4 Dec 1906 Salt Lake City Cemetery, Salt Lake, Utah
Sources
1841 UK Census for Everton, Nottingham, England (age 13)
Birth: Deceased LDS member record
Marriage: Iowa marriages 1809-1992 Batch M02529-5 Film 227280 page 58
1870 US Census for Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah (age 42)
1880 US Census for Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah (age 52)
1900 US Census for Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah page 9A (Widowed)

Mary Brewerton
Christening 8 Aug 1830 Bawtry, York, England
Died 1830 England
Sources
Christening: IGI Film 0504084 Batch C04401 dated 1813-1860
Christening: England Births and Christenings 1538-1975 Batch C04400-1 Film 504084

Charles Brewerton
10 Nov 1831 Harwell, Nottingham, England
Immigrated 1854 to New Orleans on ship Old England
Occupation: (1880) Carpenter
Married 1) Susan Mary Harding 22 Dec 1855 Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah
Children: Elizabeth, Charles, Fanny, John,
2) Sarah Crandell 10 Dec 1869 Salt Lake City, Salt Lake, Utah
Children: Rosa A Wright shows as a member of the household in the 1880 census, but not as his child. She shows again in the 1900 census with her husband in Charles's household and she is listed as his daughter - maybe she was a step-daughter?
Died 22 Oct 1908 Payson, Utah, Utah (Diabetes)
Buried 25 Oct 1908 Payson City Cemetery, Payson, Utah, Utah
Sources
1841 UK Census for Everton, Nottingham, England (age 9)
1851 UK Census (age 19) He's an apprentice, but I'm not sure to whom yet unless he intended on being a Miller, like his father
Mormon Migration: http://lib.byu.edu/mormonmigration/person.php?id=17361&q=charlesbrewerton
1860 US Census for Payson, Utah (age 28, with Susan)
1870 US Census for Payson, Utah (age 38 with Sarah)
1880 US Census for Payson, Utah (age 48 with Sarah)
1900 US Census for Payson, Utah page 21 B (widowed)
Utah Death Certifcate
Deceased LDS member record (his mothers surname incorrectly recorded as Ann Tilley)
Samuel Joseph Brewerton
Born 6 Nov 1834 Everton, Nottingham, England
Died 1855 Atchison, Kansas
Sources
1841 UK Census for Everton, Nottingham, England (age 6)
Mormon Migration: http://lib.byu.edu/mormonmigration/person.php?id=17355 which incorrectly gives his middle initial as L instead of J
George Brewerton
Born 29 Nov 1836 Everton, Nottingham, England
Christened 21 May 1837 Everton, Nottingham, England
Immigrated 1854 from Liverpool to New Orleans
Death: Died of Cholera on board a riverboat 16 May 1854 Natchitoches Parish, Louisiana,
Buried alongside the bank of the Mississippi River somewhere between Natchez and Greenville, Louisiana.
Sources
1841 UK Census for Everton, Nottingham, England (age 4)
1851 UK Census for Everton, Nottingham, England (age 14)
Christening: England Births and Christenings 1538-1975 Batch C01096-2 Film 504093
Mormon Migration: http://lib.byu.edu/mormonmigration/person.php?id=17360
Frances Ann Brewerton
Birth 17 Sep 1838 Harwell, Nottingham, England
Died 1 Apr 1852 England
Sources
1841 UK Census for Everton, Nottingham, England (age 2)
Jane Mary Brewerton
Christened 31 May 1841 Everton, Nottingham, England
Note: I have not found any trace of this child yet and wonder if she is theirs because her mother would be 45 years old at this time. Not impossible, but improbable.
Sources
AF

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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."

Sunday, August 23, 2009

George Brewerton 1787-1854 Ann Pilley 1795-1859

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