Upper Level: William O Giberson 1812-1887 Temperance Kenney 1811-1887

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William O Giberson 1812-1887 Temperance Kenney 1811-1887

(Deacon) William Orser Giberson
Born 25 Dec 1811 Bath, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada
Parents John Giberson and Lydia Orser
Married Temperance Kenny abt 1834 Bristol, New Brunswick, Canada
Died 14 Oct 1887 Bath, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada
Obituary: Carleton Sentinal, 22 Oct 1887
Died at Bath on the 14th inst. Deacon William O. Giberson, on the 76th year of his age, leaving wife, four sons & 5 daughters and a large number of relatives and friends to mourn their loss. The deceased was widely known, respected by all. His funeral sermon was preached by Rev. S.E. Currie; 3 other ministers took part in the services. His remains were followed to the grave by hundreds; Seldom has there been seen so large a concourse of people in that place.
Sources
Book: John Giberson Loyalist by WF Waugh, 1999, page 13

1851 Census of Canada East, Canada West, New Brunswick, and Nova Scotia (age 39)

1861 Census of Canada East, Canada West, New Brunswick, and Nova Scotia (age 49)

1871 Kent, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada Census page 73 Line 6 House number 237 (age 60)
1881 Kent, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada Census page 73 Family 96 Image 628
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Temperance Kenney
Born 8 Dec 1811 Bristol, York, New Brunswick, Canada
Parents Asa Kenney and Elizabeth Tompkins
Died 16 Oct 1895 Giberson Settlement, New Brunswick, Canada
Buried 19 Oct 1895 New Brunswick, Canada
Obituary: Carleton Sentinal, 2 Nov 1895
Died at Giberson Settlement on the 16th of October, Mrs. Temperance Giberson, Widow of the late William Giberson, aged 83 years & 10 months, leaving 3 sons, 4 daughters, 47 grandchildren and 18 great grandchildren to mourn their loss. Her burial took place on the 19th, the services being conducted by elder D.E. Brooks, assisted by Rev. S.E. Sprague.
Sources
Book: John Giberson Loyalist by WF Waugh, 1999, page 13-14

1851 Census of Canada East, Canada West, New Brunswick, and Nova Scotia (age 39)

1861 Census of Canada East, Canada West, New Brunswick, and Nova Scotia (age 49)

1871 Kent, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada Census page 73 Line 6 House number 237 (age 60)
1881 Kent, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada Census page 73 Family 96 Image 628
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CHILDREN

Stephen's death record

Stephen Orser Giberson
Born 17 Oct 1836 Bath, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada
Married Georgianna Bishop 26 Aug 1860 Kent, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada
Occupation: Farmer
Children: Alma, Elzena, Minnie, Charles (Alvin), Esther
Died 1 Mar 1915 Mars Hill, Aroostook, Maine
Note: in Wiley Waugh's book, he mentions: "In the Turner book he has Stephen's birth date as 12 October 1835 and his death date as 1 March 1912." If you do the math, he was born in 1836.
Death Notice in paper: Stephen Giberson of Mars Hill died very suddenly Monday. He had been stopping at his daughter's place at Clearview.
Burial: Kings Grove Cemetery, Mars Hill, Maine
Note: No known headstone as of 2018
Sources
Book: John Giberson Loyalist by WF Waugh, 1999, page 14

1851 Census of Canada East, Canada West, New Brunswick, and Nova Scotia (age 15)

1861 Canada Census Kent, Carleton, New Brunswick (age 26)

1871 Canada Census Kent, Carleton, New Brunswick (age 35)
1891 Canada Census Kent, Carleton, New Brunswick (age 54)
1900 US Census Mars Hill, Aroostook, Maine (age 63)
1910 US Census Mars Hill, Aroostook, Maine (age 75, widowed)
Death Notice: Dispatch 10 March 1915
Memorial: https://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=68948354
Death Record: Family Search

James death record

James William Giberson
Born 15 Jun 1837 Bath, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada
Occupation: Farmer
Married Elizabeth Rebecca Kearney 22 Aug 1863 New Brunswick, Canada
Children: Edith, William, Colby, Ann, Alma, Elijah, Wilbert, Winfield
Died 27 Feb 1895 Mars Hill, Aroostook, Maine
Obituary: Killed by train at Mars Hill station, February 27, James Giberson, 58. leaves wife, five sons and 2 daughters

James headstone

Buried Kings Grove Cemetery, Mars Hill, Aroostook, Maine
Sources
Book: John Giberson Loyalist by WF Waugh, 1999, page 15
1851 Canada Census Kent, Carleton, New Brunswick (age 13)
1861 Canada Census Kent, Carleton, New Brunswick (age 24)
1871 Canada Census Kent, Carleton, New Brunswick (age 34)
1880 US Census Mars Hill, Aroostook, Maine (age 43)
Obituary Carleton Sentinal 9 Mar 1895
Memorial: https://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=157471456
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John Giberson
Born 1 Mar 1839 Bath, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada
Occupation: Farmer (1861)
Married Ruth L Kinney 1 Jul 1870 Bridgewater, Maine
Children: Ella, Wilbert, Martha, Idella,
Died 19 May 1911 Bath, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada
Buried: Giberson Settlement, New Brunswick, Canada
Sources
Book: John Giberson Loyalist by WF Waugh, 1999, page 17

1851 Census of Canada East, Canada West, New Brunswick, and Nova Scotia (age 12)

1861 Canadian Census Kent, Carleton, New Brunswick (age 22)
1881 Canadian Census Kent, Carleton, New Brunswick (age 42)
1901 Canadian Census Carleton, New Brunswick (age 62)
Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/114387734/john-giberson
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Maria H Giberson
Born 10 Dec 1841 Bath, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada
Married William L Broad 15 Aug 1863 Kent, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada
Children: Stephen, Holland, Herbert (John), David, Adar, George, Abigail, Caroline, Martha, Alfred

Died 15 May 1915 Bath, Carleton County, New Brunswick, Canada

Sources
Book: John Giberson Loyalist by WF Waugh, 1999, page 23

1851 Census of Canada East, Canada West, New Brunswick, and Nova Scotia (age 10)

1861 Census of Canada East, Canada West, New Brunswick, and Nova Scotia (age 19)

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Memorial: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/155835868/marie-h.-broad

Ralph and Mary's headstone

*Ralph Kinney Giberson
Born 2 Nov 1842 Bath, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada
Occupation: Farmer (1871-1901)
Married Mary E Ebbett 4 September 1864 Bridgewater, Maine
Children: Mary, Lois, Alma, Caroline, Martha, Temperance, Benjamin, Rachel, Colwell, Alice, William, Ransford, Mary, Ralph, William, Thomas
Died 25 May 1917 Canada
Sources
Book: John Giberson Loyalist by WF Waugh, 1999, page 34

1851 Census of Canada East, Canada West, New Brunswick, and Nova Scotia (age 9)

1861 Census of Canada East, Canada West, New Brunswick, and Nova Scotia (age 18)

1871 Census Carleton, Kent, New Brunswick (age 28)

1881 Census Carleton, Kent, New Brunswick (age 38)

1891 Census Carleton, Kent, New Brunswick (age 47)

1901 Census Carleton, Kent, New Brunswick (age 58)

1911 Census Carleton, Kent, New Brunswick (age 60)

Canadian Voter Lists
Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/94669517/ralph-kinney-giberson
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Emily Jane Giberson
Born 23 Nov 1845 Bath, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada
Married Charles G. Tupper abt 1864
Children: James, Ida, Alice, Effie, Lydia, Walter, Jane, Guy, Lucy
Died: 11 March 1915 Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada
Sources
Book: John Giberson Loyalist by WF Waugh, 1999, page 43

1851 Census of Canada East, Canada West, New Brunswick, and Nova Scotia (age 4)

1861 Census of Canada East, Canada West, New Brunswick, and Nova Scotia (age 16)

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ancestry.com

Caroline Giberson
Born 20 May 1848 Bath, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada
Married James Staten 23 Dec 1882 Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada
Children: John, William, Mary
Died 24 Mar 1938 Bristol, New Brunswick, Canada
Sources
Book: John Giberson Loyalist by WF Waugh, 1999, page 52

1851 Census of Canada East, Canada West, New Brunswick, and Nova Scotia (age 7)

1861 Census of Canada East, Canada West, New Brunswick, and Nova Scotia (age 14)

1871 Kent, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada Census page 73 Line 6 House number 237 (age 19)
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Phoebe Giberson
Born 1849 Bath, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada
Married Thomas Bloodsworth 21 Jan 1871 Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada
Children: Lucy, William, Caroline, Ralph, Cora, Hattie, unnamed girl

Died 23 Apr 1918 Greenville, Piscataquis, Maine

Buried Greenville, Piscataquis County, Maine

Sources

Book: John Giberson Loyalist by WF Waugh, 1999, page 53

1851 Census of Canada East, Canada West, New Brunswick, and Nova Scotia (age 1)

1861 Census of Canada East, Canada West, New Brunswick, and Nova Scotia (age 12)

1880 US Census Blaine, Aroostook, Maine
1910 US Census Shirley, Piscatiquis, Maine
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Lydia Giberson
Born 1850 Bath, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada
Married Leonard William Hotham 19 Jul 1873
Children: David, Maria, Emery
Died 9 Mar 1891
Sources
Book: John Giberson Loyalist by WF Waugh, 1999, page 53

1861 Census of Canada East, Canada West, New Brunswick, and Nova Scotia (age 11)

Family Search

Elizabeth Headstone from old photograph,
which someone obviously wrote on

Elizabeth Giberson
Born 1852 Bath, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada
Married Richard Wallace abt 1874 Canada
Children: James, Maryann, Alma, William
Died 6 Dec 1886
Sources
Book: John Giberson Loyalist by WF Waugh, 1999, page 56

1861 Census of Canada East, Canada West, New Brunswick, and Nova Scotia (age 9)

1871 Kent, Carleton, New Brunswick, Canada Census page 73 Line 6 House number 237 (age 17)
Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/146155462/elizabeth-wallace
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2 comments:

UnknownDecember 5, 2021 at 3:17 PM
Many thanks for posting this family information online. It is very attractive and informative in layout and presentation. I am a direct descendant of William O Giberson 1812-1887, Temperance Kenney 1811-1887, and James William Giberson. wjgibers@gmail.com William John Giberson, Woodland, WA USA
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UnknownDecember 7, 2021 at 7:36 PM
Nice to see your attractive and informative pages showing so many many of my ancestors such as John Giberson and Lydia Orser. William Giberson, Woodland, WA USA wjgibers@gmail.com
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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."