Upper Level: Temperance Seraphy Taylor 1793-1843 Wiley Smart 1789-1856

Monday, November 11, 2013

Temperance Seraphy Taylor 1793-1843 Wiley Smart 1789-1856

Wiley Smart
Parents Laban Smart and Susannah Simmons
Born 1789 Edgecomb, North Carolina
Military: Revolutionary War and War of 1812
Married 1) Temperance Seraphy Taylor 4 Apr 1813 Warren County, Kentucky
2) Elizabeth Hignite 23 Jul 1844 Bond, Illinois
Children with 1st husband: James, Mary, Sarah, Moses, Peter, Catharine, Daniel, Rebecca and Nancy Ellen P.
Children with Wiley: Alexander
Died 1856 Olive Township, Madison, Illinois
Buried Smart Family Cemetery, Troy, Madison, Illinois
Note: the cemetery is now called the Hagler Cemetery
Sources
Marriage to Elizabeth: Illinois Marriages
1850 US Census Madison County, Illinois (age 60) Biography: http://www.taylorassociation.org/biographies/Biography.asp?ID=174&Char=T
Headstone: http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=15617377

Temperance Seraphy Taylor
Parents: Joseph Taylor and Sarah Best
Born 1793 Taylor Plantation, Edgecomb, North Carolina
Died 1843 Madison County, Illinois
Buried Smart Family Cemetery, Troy, Madison, Illinois
Note: the cemetery is now called the Hagler Cemetery
Sources
1850 US Census Madison County, Illinois (age 50)
Marriage to Wiley: Warren County Marriage Records book A page 235
Biography: http://www.taylorassociation.org/biographies/Biography.asp?ID=174&Char=T
Headstone: http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=15617551

CHILDREN

Amy (Anna) Smart
Born 22 Jan 1814 Warren County, Kentucky
Married Ezekiel Titsworth 23 Mar 1830 Madison County, Illinois
Note: Son of Abraham Titsworth and Elizabeth Badgley, Ezekiel became a Methodist minister
Children: Elizabeth, Temperance, Lucinda, Sarah, Melvina, May, David, Francis, James, William, John
Died Grisham Township, Montgomery, Illinois
Sources
1830 US Census Montgomery County, Illinois (Of 20 years and under 30 with one female of 15 years and under 20 years of age)
1850 US Census Montgomery County, Illinois (age 36)
Note: name extracted as Anna Littsworth and her husband Ezekiel was incorrectly extracted as Elizabeth
1860 US Census Montgomery County, Illinois page 170 (age 46)
1870 US Census Illinois (age 59)
Note: her name is recorded as "M" in census
For those looking for information on Ezekiel: http://genforum.genealogy.com/titsworth/messages/648.html
For a descendancy list: http://genforum.genealogy.com/titsworth/messages/2.html
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Sarah Smart
Born Aug 1815 Warren County, Kentucky
Married Carey Allen Robertson 27 Mar 1834 Madison County, Illinois
Children: Henry, Margaret, Temperance, William, James, Alexander, Sarah, Mary, Eliza
Died 4 Mar 1860 Herrick, Shelby, Illinois
Buried Myers Cemetery, Herrick, Shelby, Illinois
Sources
1840 US Census Shelby County, Illinois
1850 US Census Becks Creek, Shelby, Illinois (age 35)
Note: surname extracted as Roberson
Headstone: http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=15584907
Henry Green Smart
Born 1817 Illinois
Married Cynthia Powell abt 1840 Illinois
Children: William, Alexander, Henry, Mary Jane, Harriet, Sarah, Martha
Died Between 1860 and 1870 - he doesn't show up in any more census'
Buried Illinois
Sources
1850 US Census Madison County, Illinois (age 32, staying at his parents with Mary Ann and two children)
1860 US Census Shelby County, Illinois (age 42)
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Lucinda (Lucy) Smart
Born 1819 Troy, Madison, Illinois
Married 1) Joseph E Gaskill 3 Jan 1841 Madison County, Illinois
Note: Joseph died in 1852
Children: Sarah, Silas, Sidney, baby
2) Williamson Jones abt 1854 Illinois
Children: George, Laura, Lucy
Died Alton, Madison, Illinois
Sources
1850 US Census Alton, Madison, Illinois (age 29)
1880 US Census Alton, Madison, Illinois (age 55, widowed)
Note: name spelled Lussie in record
Family Search
Peter Smart
Born 1820 Troy, Madison, Illinois
Married Catherine Elizabeth Hignight 30 Aug 1849 Madison County, Illinois
Children: Allen, Sarah, Julia
Died 25 Aug 1864 Christian County, Illinois
Buried
Sources
1820 US Census Troy, Madison, Illinois page 144
1830 US Census Madison County, Illinois page 176
1840 US Census Ridge Prairie, Madison, Illinois page 97
1850 US Census Madison County, Illinois (age 26)
1860 US Census Madison County, Illinois (age 36)
Family Search

Martha Smart
Born Feb 1823 Troy, Madison, Illinois
Married Reiley Bartlett 28 Sep 1848 Madison County, Illinois
Died 1917 Vancouver, Clark, Washington
Buried Mt Zion Cemetery, La Center, Clark, Washington
Note: stone claims her birth year is 1831
Sources
1870 US Census La Center, Clark, Washington (age 39)
1880 US Census La Center, Clark, Washington (age 49)
1900 US Census La Center, Clark, Washington (widowed)
Note: Census claims her birth year is 1831
Headstone: http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=37250130
Family Search

Allen Taylor Smart
Born 7 Dec 1826 Troy, Madison, Illinois

Occupation: Livestock Farmer (hogs). He drove them to St. Louis to sell.
Military: Civil War, 14th Illinois Infantry Regiment (Union). POW in Charlottesville, North Carolina
Married 1) Harriet Burrus 1848
Children: Ansley (male)
2) Elizabeth Hinton 1861
Died: 18 Mar 1901 Herrick, Shelby, Illinois
Buried: Myers Cemetery, Herrick, Shelby, Illinois
Brief History (available on findagrave: On 18 August 1853 Allen bought land in Herrick, (N2NW Sec 15, Twp 9N Range 2E meridian) Before the Civil War he owned 1200 acres and began a general merchandise Store at Herrick Illinois. During the war, the store was left in the hands of another person. When he returned from the war three years later, he found it bankrupt. He sold all but 160 acres to pay off the debts.
Sources
1850 US Census Fayette County, Illinois (age 24)
1855 Illinois Census page 67 (number in family: 5)
1860 US Census Shelby County, Illinois page 25 (age 33)
Picture and headstone: http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=34838767
US Civil War and Pension Index
Family Search
Mary Ann Smart
Born 1828 Troy, Madison, Illinois
Married Jonathan Franklin Hussong 14 Oct 1852 Madison County, Illinois
Note: her husband was in the Civil War
Children: George, Julia
Died
Sources
1850 US Census Madison County, Illinois (age 22, with her parents)
Family Search

William Smart
Born 14 Dec 1831 Troy, Madison, Illinois

Married Catherine Burrus 28 Jul 1855 Shelby, Illinois
Children: Joseph, Alice
Died 30 Jun 1899 Herrick, Shelby, Illinois
Buried Myers Cemetery, Herrick, Shelby, Illinois
Sources
Headstone: http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=44781676
Family Search

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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, November 11, 2013

Temperance Seraphy Taylor 1793-1843 Wiley Smart 1789-1856

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