Upper Level: Jacob Frederick Ettleman 1757-1846 Chloe Ann (Ann Clara) Benner 1761

Monday, September 7, 2009

Jacob Frederick Ettleman 1757-1846 Chloe Ann (Ann Clara) Benner 1761

Note: many people have shared what was contained in the book, The Forney Five Family Records which was written by Charles Forney, published 1937. However, one thing I keep in mind is that people are human and make mistakes. The book claims James Houston (husband of Mary Magdalena Ettleman) was born in Ireland (he wasn't).

Jacob Frederick Ettleman
Parents Valentine Ettleman and Elizabeth Swank
Born 14 Sep 1757 New Britain, Bucks, Pennsylvania
Christened 30 Oct 1760 German Reformed Church, Tohickon, Bucks, Pennsylvania
Note: Surname spelled Edleman in record
Married 1) Chloe Ann Benner 13 Oct 1782 Indian Creek Church, Montgomery, Pennsylvania
2) Margaret Smith 17 Aug 1830 Stark, Ohio
Children: Sarah, Susannah, George, Mary
Buried 1846 Nishnobotna Valley, Page, Iowa
Sources
Pennsylvania Births and Christenings 1709-1760 Batch C50755-1 Film 974.8 B4PG V 31
1790 US Census for Bedford, Pennsylvania page 235
Note: surname spelled Ettlman in record
1800 US Census Air, Bedford, Pennsylvania
1810 US Census for Air, Bedford, Pennsylvania page 552
Membership of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, 1830-1848
Family Search
ancestry.com
Marriage to Margaret: Ohio Marriages 1789-1994 Batch M51430-1 Film 0897628 V. A-C
Chloe Ann (Ann Clara) Benner
Parents John Benner and Mary Magdalene Bos
Born 1761 Hilltown, Bucks, Pennsylvania
Died 1829 Ohio
Sources
Membership of The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, 1830-1848
Family Search
ancestry.com

CHILDREN

John Ettleman
Born 29 Jun 1782 Bedminster, Bucks, Pennsylvania
Christened 29 Jun 1783 German Reformed Church, Tohickon, Bucks, Pennsylvania
No record of marriage
Sources
Pennsylvania Births and Christenings 1709-1760 Batch C50755-1 Film 974.8 B4PG V 31

Common marker in Mormon Pioneer Cemetery

*Mary Magdalena Ettleman
Born 3 Nov 1785 Bedford, Pennsylvania
Christened 27 Aug 1786 Franconia, Montgomery, Pennsylvania
Married James Houston 7 Sep 1813 Jackson, Stark, Ohio
Children: Elizabeth, John, Mary, Anne, Sarah, Susannah, Catherine
Died 26 Mar 1847 Winter Quarters, Douglas, Nebraska
Buried: Mormon Pioneer Cemetery
Life Sketch
This is how the story goes as shared on Family Search:
James and Mary Magdalena Ettleman Houston were well to do farmers. They joined the Mormon Church and the subsequent persecutions, lost their farm and home. Later, they joined the Saints at Nauvoo. Sometime in late 1841, while working on the Nauvoo Temple, Grandfather died of exposure. Later Grandmother went to live with a dear friend; Mrs. Alleman (may be Allman). Just why Grandmother did not go to live with one of her children is not known. Her daughters had nearly all married men prominent in the church. Mary was the wife of Joseph Smith and later of Heber C. Kimball; Sarah was Mrs. Parley P. Pratt; Ann was Mrs. Mrs. Newell Whitney; Susan was Mrs. Benjamin Mitchell. She also had a son, Jon. Her oldest daughter, Elizabeth never joined the Church. It was probably that the poor little mother, whose health was impaired by the bitter experiences she had undergone, felt unequal to further persecutions and journeys in search of a home. At any rate, she died in 1846 at the home of her friend in Nauvoo.
Now, to address the speculation at the end of this sketch:
I believe the reason Mary Ettleman didn't go to live with her children is a matter of logistics. Her only son was dead as of 1852, and her girls (except Elizabeth) were living over a thousand miles away in Utah. Elizabeth never joined the church and married James McBee, another non-member. If Elizabeth happened to be bitter against the church, there may have been friction.
Sources
Picture of monument: http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=35005827
Note: Remember her name appears as Mary Housten on the monument
Online: Winter Quarters Project http://winterquarters.byu.edu/pages/ward4/pafg01.htm

Elizabeth Mary Ettleman
Born 1788 Bedford, Pennsylvania
Married Jacob Miller 10 Dec 1814 Stark, Ohio

Elizabeth and Jacob marriage record

Children: George, Elizabeth, Jacob, Levi, William, Eliza, Amanda, Sylvester, Parmelia
Died 1854 Ohio
Buried
Sources
Ohio Marriages 1789-1994 page 10

Phillip headstone

Phillip Ettleman
Born 2 Mar 1791 Air, Bedford, Pennsylvania
Married Catherine "Caty" Clapper 15 Apr 1817 Stark, Ohio
Children: Susan, Mary, Elizabeth, Clara, Christena
Mormon Overland Trail: Joel Edmunds Company
Died 16 Nov 1854, Brigham City, Box Elder, Utah
Note: History of Box Elder County, (published by D.U.P.,1937) Philip had been hauling a load of timber and on the return trip was driving up 3rd North near 3rd East. He was sitting on the front of the running gears when the reach-pole broke loose from the hind gear. The motion of the wagon caused the pole to fly forward and hit the team on the back, at the same time pinning him in such a way that he was dragged to death by the runaway team.

Phillip and Caty Clapper marriage record

Sources
1830 US Census Greenfield, Stark, Ohio
Ohio Marriages 1789-1994 page 23
BYU Studies Vol 13 published in 1972
1850 US Census Fremont County, Iowa
Image of Marriage Record: ancestry.com
Pioneer Immigrants to Utah Territory
Headstone: http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=155589924
Jacob Ettleman
Born 1794 Air Township, Bedford, Pennsylvania
Married Susanna Klein 13 Jun 1816 Stark, Ohio

Jacob and Susanna Klein marriage record

Children: Daniel, Mary, Catherine, Susanna, Amanda
Died
Buried Lima Cemetery, Adams, Illinois (no headstone)
Sources
1830 US Census Greentown, Stark, Ohio
1840 US Census Adams County, Illinois
1870 US Census for Lima, Adams, Illinois (age 76)
Marriage to Susannah: Ohio Marriages 1789-1994 Batch M51430-1 Film 0897628 V. A-C
Memorial: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/175089955/jacob-ettleman

Anna Clara's headstone

Anna Clara Ettleman
Born 26 Mar 1796 Air Township, Bedford, Pennsylvania
Married John Spidle 26 Mar 1816 Stark, Ohio

John Spidel and Anna's marriage record

Children: Joseph, John, Mary, Jacob, Catherine, Anna, Elizabeth, Adam, David, Samuel, Daniel
Died 29 Mar 1876 Manchester, Franklin, Summit, Ohio
Buried Grill Cemetery, New Franklin, Summit, Ohio
Sources
Ohio Marriages 1789-1994 page 19
1850 US Census for Franklin, Summit, Ohio (age 54)
Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/14883201/anna-clara-spidle

Henry Ettleman

Henry Ettleman
Born 6 Sep 1798 Mcdonaldsburg, Bedford, Pennsylvania
Married Christiana Clapper 4 May 1823 Stark, Ohio

Henry and Christena's headstone

Children: Eli, Samuel, Mary Ann, Catherine, Moroni, Henry
Died 13 Nov 1865 Thurman, Fremont, Iowa
Buried Thurman Cemetery, Fremont, Iowa
Sources
Ohio Marriages 1789-1994 page 73 Batch I05104-4 Film 897628
1850 US Census for Fremont, Fremont, Iowa (age 50)
1860 US Census for Fremont, Iowa page 25 (age 62)
Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/79243180/henry-ettleman
Mormon Redress Petitions (in which it notes he had been taken prisoner in Missouri during the time mobs were torturing Mormons)
Catherine Ettleman
Born 1800 Pennsylvania
Married Edward Sweeney 25 July 1822 Ohio
Children: Delilah, Jacob, Julianne, Mary, Levi, Riley
Died: 8 Aug 1883 Wythe, Hancock, Illinois
Sources
1860 US Census Wythe, Hancock, Illinois
1865 State Census Wythe, Hancock, Illinois
1870 US Census Wythe, Hancock, Illinois (living with son Riley)
1880 US Census for Wythe, Hancock, Illinois (age 75, living with son Riley)
http://genforum.genealogy.com/sweeney/messages/2605.html

CHILDREN WITH SECOND WIFE, Margaret Smith

Margaret Smith
Born 10 March 1800 Hannover, Stadt Hannover, Niedersachsen, Germany
Died 11 February 1898 Neola, Pottawatomie, Iowa, United States
Buried
Sources
1850 US Pottawatomie county, Pottawatomie, Iowa, United States
1870 Iowa, United States
1880 Scott, Fremont, Iowa, United States
Family Search

Sarah and Joseph headstone

Sarah Ann Ettleman
Born 12 March 1832 Stark, Ohio
Married 1) Henry Christian Clapper 13 Sep 1849 Mills, Iowa
Children: Lucy, Mary, Henry, Christian
2) Joseph Clapper
Children: Sarah, George, Lenora
Died 16 Jan 1920 Thurman, Fremont, Iowa
Buried Thurman Cemetery
Sources
1860 US Census Ross, Fremont, Iowa (with Henry)
1900 US Census Sappa, Harlan, Nebraska (with Joseph)
1910 US Census Sydney, Fremont, Iowa
Pioneer Immigrant to Utah Territory
Early Members of the Reorganized LDS church
Note: not a member of the main stream LDS church.
Iowa Cemetery Records
Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/95473892/sarah-ann-clapper
Family Search

George's headstone

George Ettleman
Born 3 September 1833 Madison, Stark, Ohio
Married Catherine Houston 17 Feb 1859 Box Elder, Utah
Children: George, Isabel, Henry, John, Harvey
Died 2 August 1912 Holt, Gage, Nebraska
Buried Trussell Cemetery, Holt, Nebraska
Sources
1856 Utah State Census, Box Elder County
1860 US Census
1870 US Census
1880 US Census
1900 US Census
1910 US Census
Mormon Pioneer Overland Trail
Pioneer Immigrants to Utah Territory
Family Search
Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/21717085/george-ettleman

Susan Ettleman
Born 10 Nov 1836 Ray, Missouri
Alternate date: 8 Oct 1836
Married Christian Clapper 02 Mar 1856 Ray, Missouri
Children: Clarissa, Christian, Laura, Katherine, Lavina, Hiram
Died 13 Mar 1919 Thurman, Fremont, Iowa, United States
Buried Thurman Cemetery
Sources
1900 Green Township, Fremont, Iowa, United States
1910 Green, Fremont, Iowa, United States
Family Search

Mary Ellen Ettleman Watkins

Mary Ellen Ettleman
Born 3 Feb 1840 Quincy, Adams, Illinois
Married Joseph Hilliard Watkins 20 Dec 1857 London, England

Joseph and Mary's headstone

Children: Joseph, Margaret, Emma, Eudora, Hyrum, Lucy, Jeanette, Perry, Jesse, Blanch, Ross (adopted)
Died 2 June 1925 Woodbine, Harrison, Iowa, United States
Buried Neola Township Cemetery
Sources
Family Search
1880 Neola, Pottawatomie, Iowa, United States
1900 ED 157 Neola Township, Pottawatomie, Iowa, United States
1910 Neola,Pottawatomie, Iowa
Headstone and photo: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/25578805/mary-ellen-watkins

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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."

Monday, September 7, 2009

Jacob Frederick Ettleman 1757-1846 Chloe Ann (Ann Clara) Benner 1761

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