Sketches For My Grandchildren - Loizeaux

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Sketches For My Grandchildren
"Still Haven,"  New York City


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.

Childhood of Leander Roberts


Early Married Life

South Hill Farm

Child Life on the Farm

Barnyard Friends

The Beginning of School Life

Campmeeting and Watchnight

Quarterly Meetings

Blackberries and Robbers


Removal to Ohio

Dress and Peaches

Chills and Fever

Protracted Meetings


The Journey

Shady Hill


A Winter School

A Year in Berlin

Meanwhile and Afterwards


My Marriage

Our Journey to Vinton

Great Grandparents Loizeaux

A Footsore Journey

The Land Voyage

The People at the Farm

The Ways of God

Joy and Blessing

Trials by the Way

Our Life in Vinton

Tears that God Shall Wipe Away

General Conferences

Dark Days and Dreadful Nights

Trial and Romance

"And Your Heavenly Father Knoweth that ye have need of these things."

At Mrs. Weed's House

The Beginning of the Bible Truth Depot

A Call to the East

The Bible Truth Depot in New York City

Two Years in New York City

Trial, Joy and Sorrow

Removal to Plainfield

The Grove Street Home



The Reign of Miss Hamilton

Our Last Visit to the Farm

"The Fashion of This World Passeth Away"

"A Bird's Eye View" of 1215 Putnam Ave.


Typhoid Fever




In The Hospital

Wedding Bells (Anna's Marriage)

Daniel's Wedding

Elie's Wedding

Alfred's Wedding

Elizabeth's Wedding

Arthur's Wedding

Parker's Wedding

Edward's Wedding


In The Bahamas

"Still Haven" in the midst of the Great Metropolis