Nellie and Lucy Jones were the granddaughters of Bridget Thornton Powers, a sister to my 3rd great-grandfather, James Patrick Thornton. They never married.

It looks like they were members (and one of them president) of a travel club in Alton, Illinois.  This article was published in the 16 May 1929 issue of the Alton Evening Telegraph.

After reading this, I am curious as to whether they actually went on trips together, or if they just read about places to go.

The magazine articles they read sound interesting.  I can’t help but wonder what “The Aristocracy of Vegetables” is about. 🙂
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Misses Nellie Jones and Lucy Jones were hostesses last night to the Travel Club, entertaining at her home on Royal street. The meeting was the last for the 1928-1929 seasons but in June the club members will have a dinner party. the committee’s plans for the dinner will be announced later. The party will be enjoyed in three weeks. Miss Nellie Jones is president of the club.

The reading of magazine articles has interested members of the club this season. Last night Mrs. M.A. Souers, Mrs. Clydde Auten and Mrs. P.W. Jacoby read articles on “The Aristocracy of Vegetables” “Department Store Sales” and “Women as Buyers”. In the last named article the club learned that 85 per cent of the buying in America is done by the women.

After the program refreshments were served and a social hour was enjoyed.

 

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This is such a sad story, with a bit of a mystery behind it.
Emma Weeks White was a vibrant young lady in the first blush of youth. She was well-known and loved in her little community of Vinland, Kansas.
She married a man named Franklin White in June of 1898 and she was dead 5 months later.2014-12-30_0013

It was ruled that she committed suicide and drowned herself in a well.  Her husband found a suicide note, but her family wasn’t convinced.  They thought that her husband may have had a part in her death.

Here are the newspaper clippings which I recently found…

2014-12-29_000115 Dec 1898, Lawrence Gazette, Lawrence, KS.

Nothing since the sudden and untimely death of Willard Allen has so moved the people of this community as the sad and tragic ending of the life of our young friend and neighbor, Emma Weeks White. We have known her all her life. In her infancy, in her childhood, maidenhood and as the happy bride of a good young man, a farmer near Hilsen. They were married the last day of June, and went to housekeeping immediately. Nothing seemed to mar their happiness until about four weeks ago, when she became slightly indisposed; but nothing that seemed of a serious nature, though she was unable to go to her sister’s wedding nor attend to her household duties. Her mother spent some time with her, and the sisters each had been with her. When the newly married sister left for Chautauqua the younger remained for some days, until it was supposed she was getting better and the sister returned to her school. A few days ago she conceived an idea that she was losing her mind. On Thursday morning her husband was preparing to take his hogs to market, but seeing the state of her mind he told her he would not go but would get some one to go for him.. She begged him to go; told him she was all right and he must attend to the business himself. She was so importuning that he reluctantly went, returning to find her gone. She left a note saying she was losing her mind, and they would find her in the stock well. The family are overwhelmed with grief, and the young husband seems inconsolable. She was always so light hearted and cheerful; the life of the home circle and society in which she moved. No one could love her without knowing her and it seems impossible that she should be tired of life when it looked as though it promised so much for her. We don’t know where to find words of sympathy, for we, that know the family so well, can only mourn and weep with them. The remains were taken to the M. E. church on Sunday morning and Rev. Parlett, who married her five months before, preached the funeral. The house was densely crowded and a more sorrowful audience we never saw; particularly her young friends with whom she had sung in the choir and had been intimate with all her life. The afflicted family have the sympathy of the neighborhood.

2014-12-29_0002DROWNED IN A WELL.
15 Dec 1898, Lawrence Weekly World, Lawrence, KS
Mrs. Emma Weeks White Commits Suicide by Jumping into a Well.

The corner was summoned in Baldwin last Thursday in the case of Mrs. Emma Weeks White, who had committed suicide by jumping into an unused stock well at her home on the Barton farm, near Starr’s gap, a couple of miles north of Baldwin. She was the wife of Frank White and the daughter of Peter Weeks.
Mr, White went to Media yesterday with a load of hogs and could not find his wife when he returned. A note was found from Mrs. White in which she stated tha ther mind had been failing her since she was sick a month before and that she was going to kill herself. Mr. White called his neighbors and together they found a cape belonging to Mrs. White near the well. The body was seen in the water and was removed.
The only reason that can be assigned is that of temporary insanity. The funeral will be held Sunday.

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16 Dec 1898, Lawrence Daily Journal, Lawrence, KS
The funeral services of Mrs. Emma Weeks White, whose body was found in a well near her home Thursday afternoon, were held in the Methodist church Sunday at 11 o’clock conducted by the pastor, Rev. Parlett. The house was crowded with loving friends and neighbors, come to pay the last sad rites to a young life so suddenly ended. The sympathy of the entire community goes out to the young husband and to the home circle thus sadly bereft.

Of course, there is no way of knowing what really happened.

Did her husband kill her and forge a letter?

Was she truly losing her mind from a sickness and did she commit suicide? The articles don’t mention what she may have been sick with, but they said that she was a “little indisposed”. I can’t imagine being inconsolable over being a little indisposed. Doesn’t that seem odd?

No matter what the reason for her death, it is so incredibly sad that she lost her life so early. Her family was absolutely devastated.

Any thoughts?

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The Honorable Joseph Campbell, was a half-brother to my husband’s 4th great-grandfather, William Campbell.  His obituary was in the 22 May 1879 issue of The Indiana Democrat (Indiana, PA).

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Hon. Joseph Campbell of centre township, died at his residence, of pneumonia, on the 16th inst. in the 79th year of his age. Judge Campbell was familiarly known to our people, having served five years on the bench as an Associate Judge at Indiana county. He was an honest, upright man, endowed with good common sense, and in the discharge of the duties of his office, was without reproach. Men of all parties can bear testimony to his fairness and impartiality as a Judge. Althought counted a “radical” (and by some a fanatic) in reference to the question of temperance, he bore himself in his office in such a manner that he commanded the respect of men of diverse opinions. He was faithful to all obligations, a firm and consistent christian, and died at peace with all men.

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After a very long break, I’m back again with Shopping Through the Ages. This year we’ll be shopping through the 1910 Sears & Roebuck catalog.

Here are some of the fun things that I found…..

The 1910 model Sears Auto-Cycle…

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Items to help keep your baby safe.  A very primitive looking walker and the “Holdem” baby strap.  Really, I can’t imagine having a baby before the advent of high chairs.

2014-12-30_0022I liked this full-page spread on Bibles.  It was one of the few pages in color.

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Along with the pages on carpets.  They had some very colorful patterns available.

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Some interesting pins.  You can tell that this catalog is before WWII.  The swastika was an emblem bringing good luck.  I wonder how many people got rid of that pin when WWII started.

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I found some exotic perfumes.  The scent of the Orient and Royal Shamrocks.

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Here are some interesting toys:

A celluloid doll and bathing outfit.  Mechanical toy books. Architectural building blocks (I LOVE these!!). A tiny town post office, complete with postmaster cap. Tin soldiers in camp. Toy automobiles.
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Here are a couple more toys – a toy grocery store so that kids can play storekeeper. 🙂  Also toy sewing machines – which actually makes a good stitch.

2014-12-31_0009Here are a few of the Christmas offerings…. ornaments, Santa Claus masks, stockings, and Christmas remembrance booklets.

2014-12-31_0010Here are a few examples of girls’ clothing.  I can’t imagine my little girls walking around in one of these outfits.  The hats!!

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And a few examples of men’s clothing.2014-12-31_0005And then a LOT of women’s clothing, because it’s fun to see what was in fashion.

2014-12-31_00112014-12-31_00132014-12-31_00142014-12-31_0015And here are some colorful shoes.  The ones on the bottom look very pointy!2014-12-31_0007I found maternity skirts and “waists” or blouses. These women don’t look very pregnant to me though.  They have some awfully tiny waists. 🙂

2014-12-31_0029A few toys…. trains, bank, mechanical airships and planes.

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And Teddy Bears!! Made famous by Theodore Roosevelt.

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Look at the details of this wallpaper!  Have you found any of these while remodeling an old house??

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This is quite the dining room suite.  What beautiful furniture.  2014-12-31_0018

And a full-up bathroom.  What a luxury. 🙂2014-12-31_0019Here are a couple of books that I found.  “The Life of Theodore Roosevelt” and “Wizard of Oz”.
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I thought that these were a bit creepy looking.  I don’t think I’d want a head shaped pitcher or tobacco jar. Not that I need a tobacco jar. 🙂

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Here is a basketball hoop – which appears to be closed during a match.  That would slow the game down a bit, wouldn’t it?

I’m sure that most women would need these water wings.  Who on earth could swim in a dress without being pulled to the bottom??

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This was one of my favorite pages in this edition.  Children’s costumes!!2014-12-31_0023Wouldn’t you love to ride in one of these in the winter?  I would in theory.  I’m sure that it was COLD though!!  I’ll stick to the comfort of my heated car.

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I also found a “Leather Stork Bag” or diaper bag as we’d call it today. Enough room for bottles and diapers.

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And look at this early telephone – and a peanut vending machine!!2014-12-31_0027

Here are some items from Japan.  2014-12-31_0028Rings….
2014-12-31_0031Comical conversation cards, a beautiful easel/writing desk, and a gyroscope top.
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And lastly, a graveyard shell.  2014-12-31_0034

Next time, I’ll be shopping through 1911.

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I was feeling artsy over the Christmas holidays and decided to make a “subway art” style poster of our last names using Photoshop.

I opened a new file and chose I color (I always love green).

I then typed out a lot of the last names of our ancestors (just the main lines up the tree). I used a different font for each one.  There are many free fonts available online, so you’re not stuck with just the ones that came with your computer.  When I finished, I added a texture over the top to make it look a bit weathered.  Here is what the file looked like when I was finished:

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I am pretty happy with the way it turned out.  Here it is on the wall:2015-01-02_0001

As you can see, the one mistake I made is the size.  It didn’t fit into the frame I have (so I cut the sides a bit rather than spending more money). What do you think?

 

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