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| + | It must have been an American, who, when asked about his ancestors, replied, "I don't know anything about my aunt's sisters, or whether she had any." I cannot claim to be much wiser about my ancestry than he was. A desire to know about it did not waken within me, until those who could have satisfied the desire, in Old Testament language, "slept with their fathers". In order that you, my grandchildren, may not be, in this matter, devoid of knowledge as myself, I am going to tell you, in a crude way, the little that I know. | ||
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| + | My father's name was Leander Roberts. He was the son of William and Mercy Roberts, and was born among the hills of Otsego Co., [[New York|N.Y.]], at the western end of the Catskill Mountains, June 1st, 1817. He had three brothers older than himself, Alfred, John and William, and one sister younger, named Mercy, after their mother. For the sister, who outlived him several years, father felt a tender affection. Father's mother died when he was eight years old, and he was sent to live int he family of "Uncle John Hamlin"; whether he was really an uncle, I do not know. I think an aunt came to keep house for the father and older boys, and to take care of little Mercy. After some years, the father married again, and had several sons and one daughter; while the children of his first wife also married. | ||
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| + | I remember of seeing my grandfather Roberts only once, when I was quite a little girl. Nor did my father often speak of him: for having been separated from him since his eighth year, the relationship did not seem very real. On the occasion to which I refer, father, mother, brother and I had gone chestnutting on Crum-Horn Hill. It was a long way from our house on South Hill, through a very pleasant country. After gathering a large bag of nuts, chestnuts and black walnuts, and eating our luncheon on a mossy bank under a big tree, father drove home another way, that we might stop a little at grandpa Roberts' house. | ||
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| + | Grandpa seemed to me a very old man and in poor health. He was seated at a low bench, pegging away at the sole of a shoe he was mending, and often stopped to cough. Not very long after, I heard my parents say, "Grandpa Roberts is gone." So you see the words "Grandpa Roberts" and "Grandma Roberts" were never familiar to me, until my own children called my parents thus; and since "my own children" are your fathers and mothers, it follows that their grandparents were your great-grandparents. | ||
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==Childhood of Leander Roberts== | ==Childhood of Leander Roberts== | ||
==Apprenticeship== | ==Apprenticeship== | ||
Revision as of 05:13, 17 November 2021
Contents
- 1 My Father and Paternal Grandfather
- 2 Childhood of Leander Roberts
- 3 Apprenticeship
- 4 Early Married Life
- 5 South Hill Farm
- 6 Child Life on the Farm
- 7 Barnyard Friends
- 8 The Beginning of School Life
- 9 Campmeeting and Watchnight
- 10 Quarterly Meetings
- 11 Blackberries and Robbers
- 12 Changes
- 13 Removal to Ohio
- 14 Dress and Peaches
- 15 Chills and Fever
- 16 Protracted Meetings
- 17 Trials
- 18 The Journey
- 19 Shady Hill
- 20 Teaching
- 21 A Winter School
- 22 A Year in Berlin
- 23 Meanwhile and Afterwards
- 24 Evanston
- 25 My Marriage
- 26 Our Journey to Vinton
- 27 Great Grandparents Loizeaux
- 28 A Footsore Journey
- 29 The Land Voyage
- 30 The People at the Farm
- 31 The Ways of God
- 32 Joy and Blessing
- 33 Trials by the Way
- 34 Our Life in Vinton
- 35 Tears that God Shall Wipe Away
- 36 General Conferences
- 37 Dark Days and Dreadful Nights
- 38 Trial and Romance
- 39 "And Your Heavenly Father Knoweth that ye have need of these things."
- 40 At Mrs. Weed's House
- 41 The Beginning of the Bible Truth Depot
- 42 A Call to the East
- 43 The Bible Truth Depot in New York City
- 44 Two Years in New York City
- 45 Trial, Joy and Sorrow
- 46 Removal to Plainfield
- 47 The Grove Street Home
- 48 Illnesses
- 49 Servants
- 50 The Reign of Miss Hamilton
- 51 Our Last Visit to the Farm
- 52 "The Fashion of This World Passeth Away"
- 53 "A Bird's Eye View" of 1215 Putnam Ave.
- 54 Rocket
- 55 Typhoid Fever
- 56 Quogue
- 57 Incidents
- 58 Occupations
- 59 In The Hospital
- 60 Wedding Bells (Anna's Marriage)
- 61 Daniel's Wedding
- 62 Elie's Wedding
- 63 Alfred's Wedding
- 64 Elizabeth's Wedding
- 65 Arthur's Wedding
- 66 Parker's Wedding
- 67 Edward's Wedding
- 68 Pneumonia
- 69 In The Bahamas
- 70 "Still Haven" in the midst of the Great Metropolis
My Father and Paternal Grandfather
It must have been an American, who, when asked about his ancestors, replied, "I don't know anything about my aunt's sisters, or whether she had any." I cannot claim to be much wiser about my ancestry than he was. A desire to know about it did not waken within me, until those who could have satisfied the desire, in Old Testament language, "slept with their fathers". In order that you, my grandchildren, may not be, in this matter, devoid of knowledge as myself, I am going to tell you, in a crude way, the little that I know.
My father's name was Leander Roberts. He was the son of William and Mercy Roberts, and was born among the hills of Otsego Co., N.Y., at the western end of the Catskill Mountains, June 1st, 1817. He had three brothers older than himself, Alfred, John and William, and one sister younger, named Mercy, after their mother. For the sister, who outlived him several years, father felt a tender affection. Father's mother died when he was eight years old, and he was sent to live int he family of "Uncle John Hamlin"; whether he was really an uncle, I do not know. I think an aunt came to keep house for the father and older boys, and to take care of little Mercy. After some years, the father married again, and had several sons and one daughter; while the children of his first wife also married.
I remember of seeing my grandfather Roberts only once, when I was quite a little girl. Nor did my father often speak of him: for having been separated from him since his eighth year, the relationship did not seem very real. On the occasion to which I refer, father, mother, brother and I had gone chestnutting on Crum-Horn Hill. It was a long way from our house on South Hill, through a very pleasant country. After gathering a large bag of nuts, chestnuts and black walnuts, and eating our luncheon on a mossy bank under a big tree, father drove home another way, that we might stop a little at grandpa Roberts' house.
Grandpa seemed to me a very old man and in poor health. He was seated at a low bench, pegging away at the sole of a shoe he was mending, and often stopped to cough. Not very long after, I heard my parents say, "Grandpa Roberts is gone." So you see the words "Grandpa Roberts" and "Grandma Roberts" were never familiar to me, until my own children called my parents thus; and since "my own children" are your fathers and mothers, it follows that their grandparents were your great-grandparents.
