Saturday, February 23, 2019

Isaac Adamson 1847-1880

I thought that I had written about Isaac Adamson before, but apparently I haven't.  What happened to his children has been a big brick wall in my research for a very long time.  A large piece of the wall crumbled recently!

Isaac Adamson (my 1st cousin 3x removed) was born around 1847 in Missouri to Allen and Elizabeth Saunders Adamson.  He was the eighth of twelve known children, and the sixth son (out of eight).  Isaac's mother died in around 1857, when he was ten years old.  His father left all of the minor children in the care of Peter Saunders (brother of Isaac's mother):

Texas County Court Records (Volume 2):
"Friday Dec. 10, 1858:
It is ordered by the Court that Peter Sanders be appointed Guardian of the person of Josiah, Isaac, Elijah, John Wesley, Catherine, Mary Ann and Edward E. Adamson, miner (?) heirs of Allen and Elizabeth Adamson, Deceased."

Isaac's father then took off for Kentucky and apparently never returned to his family. Two years later, when Isaac was thirteen years old, he was place with a family as an apprentice:

6 February 1860 Texas County MO County Court:
"It is ordered by the Court that Isac (?) Adamson be bound an Apprentice to Thomas Johnson and that he (Johnson) be required to enter into articles of agreement.".

Isaac was also listed as living with the Thomas Johnson family in the 1860 Census.

In 1862, when Isaac was fifteen, he enlisted in the Eighth Missouri Infantry (CSA) with three of his brothers (Allen, John Wesley and William).  Isaac was described as having grey eyes, sandy hair and a fair complexion.  He was 5'6' tall.  There is no record of Isaac ever being wounded or hospitalized while serving.  He surrendered in New Orleans in 1865.  He was eighteen years old, having seen three years of fighting. His older brother Allen was killed during the War.

It is assumed that Isaac returned to Texas County, Missouri following the War. In 1868 he married Elizabeth Hamby there. The 1870 Census for Texas County, Missouri showed that Isaac worked in a saw mill, was twenty-two years old, and was living with his wife and daughter, Elizabeth.  In the 1880 Phelps County, Missouri Census, Isaac was listed as age twenty-eight working in the iron mines. He was living with his wife and three daughters.  Daughter Mary was born about 1876, and daughter Mallissa was born in 1880.

In May of 1879, Isaac was in a mining accident and broke his leg. In December of 1880, Isaac was in a mining accident and killed:

from December 18, 1880 The Rolla New Era newspaper, p.3:
Norman Items
December 16, 1880

"There was a serious accident at the Smith bank, on Friday, Dec.10, resulting in the death of Isaac Adamson.  (This is the same gentleman I wrote about a year ago that got his leg broken in the Clinton iron bank.)  It seems that the men were at work making a tunnel under a large bank of flint, and Mr. Adamson and Wm. Tripp, digging out the ore and Mr. Adamson shoveling it back, when the embankment gave way, over their heads and came down with a mighty crash, crushing Mr. Adamson down and covering him up to the depth of four feet.  Mr. Trip escaped unharmed.  Mr. Adamson was crushed and mangled up horrible.  He leaves a wife and a large family of little children to mourn his loss.  Some one proposed to have an inquest held over Mr. Adamson, but ye correspondent understand the boss, (Mr. Campbell) would not submit to it.  I think such a case of that kind should be attended too.  I think the company wants to keep out of paying anything, but charity says they must pay his widow what her husband was worth to her; for when a company will put men in such a dangerous place to work and when one of them gets killed they ought to be made to take care of the widow and orphans.  Mrs. Adamson has nothing; she is a sickly woman, and has a host of little children to take care of.  The good people in the surrounding country will probably lend a helping hand."
And that was where the story ended for me.  I could never locate Isaac's wife or his three daughters, despite numerous attempts over the years.

Then, a couple of weeks ago, out of the blue, I got an email from a descendant of Mallissa Adamson, Isaac's daughter. It appears that Mallissa had been raised by a relative of her mother. She had been told, and always believed, that her mother had died in childbirth and her father had been hung as a horse thief.  Mallissa was treated like a servant and was never taught to read or write.  She never knew that she had sisters. Mallissa did marry and have children of her own.

It feels like the story of this family just keeps getting sadder!  Now I wonder if Mallissa's sisters ever knew about her?  Her oldest sister Elizabeth was eleven years old when Mallissa was born, so surely she remembered having a younger sister.  The middle sister, Mary, was only four years old when Mallissa was born.

I hope that one of these days, another email will arrive from someone, with news of the rest of Isaac's family.

(I know that my font is being weird here, I can't seem to figure it out!)

Monday, December 31, 2018

Two more mysteries solved

For years I have been trying to find out two things about my grandfather, Eddie Murphy.  One is where he went to high school and the other was how he met my grandmother. Both facts have been quite elusive.  My mother had told me that Grandpa had gone to Manual High School.  However, no records of him attending have ever been found.  So then I thought maybe he had gone to the Catholic high school.  Again, no records found. Dead end.

A few days ago my sister and I met with two first cousins who we haven't seen for quite some time.  Both live out of town from us. 

As we discussed various things, one cousin began to tell us the story that he has always heard about how our grandparents met!  And the story began with Grandpa attending high school...for one day!  He got into a fight and was kicked out of school.  So he didn't tell his parents, and just left home each day as if he were headed to school.  After a few days, he noticed a sign at the local newspaper looking for a copy boy.  He went in and got the job, but was told that he needed to dress up each day in shirt and tie.  He headed to Szolds (a local department store) and a lovely young girl sold him a suit, shirt and tie.  And she was to become my grandmother!

And just like that, my questions were answered!  Incidentally, Grandpa retired from that newspaper after forty-eight years working there.  By the time he retired, he was the political editor for the paper.  Pretty good for a kid with an eighth grade education!

#52Ancestors-Week 48-Next to Last: Nancy Thompson

My third great-aunt, Nancy Thompson, was the next to last child (that I have recorded) born to Moses and Rachel Foard Thompson.

Nancy was born in about 1819 in Tennessee, probably in Bedford County.  Between 1846 to 1840, her family came to Illinois.  It appears that Nancy married John Omsby in about 1838 (marriage records have not been found) in either Tennessee or Illinois.

Nancy and John had ten known children.  The first was a son born about 1839.  I don't know any more about him. Three more sons followed, all born in Illinois. They had a daughter in 1848, then three more sons, then two more daughters.  The last child (Susan) was born in 1858.  Sadly, the two youngest daughters died in infancy.  One son died in 1857 at the age of seven.  I have not been able to find any records for another son, so he may have died early also.

John Omsby, Nancy's husband, died in November of 1858.   Nancy soon followed him, dying in February of 1859.  When they died, they left five living children, ages five to seventeen.

Nancy was buried in Wesley Cemetery in Wendelin, Clay County, Illinois.

Tuesday, November 27, 2018

#52Ancestors-Week 47-Thankful

I have a million reasons to be thankful for my grandmother, who I called "Nanya".  One of the reasons I am thankful for her is that she instilled in me an interest in family history, on both her side of the family and my grandfather's side of his family.  One of the best things that she told me was when I asked if we were related to the O'Meara family.  The O'Meara's were often included in our family gatherings and I knew that Jo O'Meara was my great-grandmother's best friend.  So when I asked that of Nanya, she casually said "Oh, they're shirt-tale relatives from way back in Ireland.".  That was probably when I was around twelve years old.  About thirty-five years later, I began doing genealogy and remembered that comment.  It took a lot of research, but eventually I found the connections between the families!  And it did go back to Ireland in the early 1800's.  It's so amazing to think that the families are still it turned out a friend I know from church is related to the O'Meara family! Just that one question and comment so many years ago, lead to so much family history!

#52Ancestors-Week 46-Random Fact

Okay, this is a weird one and really caught me off guard!  I requested WWII Service records for one of my great-uncles.  When they arrived, I read this random fact: Right testicle surgically removed when he had hernia surgery.  Not really a fact I needed to know about him, but there it was.  You never know what you might learn about an ancestor!

Monday, November 12, 2018

#52Ancestors-Week 45-Bearded

This week's prompt is Bearded.  I believe that the closest ancestor I have who wore a beard was my great grandfather, Moses Thompson Adamson.  Below here Moses is pictured with his wife Lydia.  Moses was born in 1838 and every picture I have seen of him, he is bearded.

Moses and Lydia Adamson

#52Ancestors-Week 44: Frightening

Here is what I find frightening....all of the information that is somewhere out there that I may never find or learn!

This past month, I heard from a fourth cousin once removed, who is descended from a sister of my great-great-great grandfather, Patrick Smyth (born in 1809 in Ireland).  This cousin has a great deal more information on the Smyth family than I.  Including Patrick Smyth's parents names!!!  Incredible!

I am so thankful that there are people willing to reach out and share information!