John Berry – Elizabeth Harris 1797 Madison County Marriage

mar-1Know all men by these presents that we, John Berry and Nimrod Duncan, are held and firmly bound unto James Garrard, Esq., Governor of the Commonwealth of Kentucky, in the just and full sum of fifty pounds, to which payment well and truly to be made to the said governor or his successors, we bind ourselves, our heirs, executors and administrators, firmly by these presents, sealed with our seals and dated this 12th day of April 1797.

The condition of the above obligation is such that whereas there is a marriage shortly intended to be had solemnized between the above bound John Berry and Elizabeth Harris, both of Madison County, if there are no lawful claims to obstruct the same then the above obligation to be void, otherwise to remain in full force, power and virtue.

John Berry, Nimrod Duncan

mar-2This shall indemnify you to grant marriage license between John Berry and Elizabeth Harris as witness my hand this 12 day of April 1797.

Robert Harris

Test.  James Berry, Nimrod Duncan

To the Clerk of Madison Court


Lovely Baby In Beautiful Christening Gown

baby-1Isn’t this a lovely child?  The christening gown looks much bigger than the wee babe!  I haven’t shared a baby photo lately and thought this would be the one!

The photo was taken by H. N. Aplin in Wells, Minnesota.  With a quick search the date of operation for this photographer was 1902.  That rather narrows down our timeline.  Perhaps Mr. Aplin moved on to another city or state.

Another hint written on back is Henjum.  This I found to be a Norwegian name.  Does that ring any bells with anyone?  He is definitely a cutie!

Six Revolutionary War Veterans Buried In Pisgah Presbyterian Cemetery

Since Ritchey and I visited Pisgah Presbyterian Cemetery in April of 2014, in Woodford County, I believe it to be one of my favorite small cemeteries.  It could have something to do with the beautiful little stone church – founded in 1784, erected in 1812, and remodeled in 1868.  It could have something to do with the cemetery strewn with tiny purple and white flowers on that beautiful spring day.  But most likely it is the fact that there are many older graves, including Revolutionary War veterans that lie sleeping in the church yard.  I want to share photos of six with you today.

img_1390William Kinkead, 1736-1821

img_1389William Kinkead was a Captain in the Virginia Militia during the Revolutionary War.  He married Eleanor Guy.  She and three of her children were captured by Indians and held during the year 1764, during which son Andrew was born.

img_1393Alexander Black, 1752-1827

img_1392How fitting to put these small reminders at the foot of the gravestones for the veterans.

img_1397_1Joseph Bartholomew, 1756-1812

img_1396_1Surrounded by lovely green violet leaves and tiny purple blossoms.

img_1405_1William Garrett, a Revolutionary War Soldier.

I could find no dates on this stone.

img_1423_1Alexander Smith, 1745-1814

img_1425_1A hero for the ages.

img_1447Samuel Stevenson, born March 11, 1741, died December 17, 1825.

img_1445Never forget the sacrifices these men made for the freedoms we hold dear now.  They are just as important, or more so, now, as during those early days of our country.


Who Reads the Western American Newspaper In 1805?

np1Who reads The Western American Newspaper in 1805?  What today sounds like someone from California, or at least Arizona, in 1805 we are talking about Bardstown, Kentucky – Nelson County!  How times change, and talk of western lands in one century is definitely not the same in another! Personal information was found in ads that were run in the paper.  Most of the other written words were about the laws of Kentucky, items concerning the court, and in one, the second Inaugural Address of Thomas Jefferson!  In 1805 it wasn’t quite as easy to visit Washington for the inauguration, or watch it on television!

I found this newspaper while searching for something else, but couldn’t believe my luck!  Several extended family members are mentioned!

np4-1On page four of the January 11, 1805, paper is an advertisement to be inoculated for the ‘Cow Pox’ by Dr. Burr Harrison.  He has ‘just received the genuine infection from Philadelphia.’  Notice the insertion of ‘f’ for ‘s’ – makes it a bit difficult to read.  Burr Harrison was a descendant of the family of Susannah Harrison who married Moses Linton.  I descend from his second marriage with Susannah Hancock.

np4-2On the same page is a list of letters remaining in the Bardstown Post Office.  If they are not collected by April 1st they will go to the dead letter file.  Benjamin Mason, Joseph Lewis, Mrs. Anne Lewis, are all in my lines.  I can’t imagine why they didn’t pick up their mail.  Getting a letter was a rare treat in those days.  News from loved ones was a treasure to read and re-read many times.

np3-3On page three is a notice of leave by George Berry and Willis Hairgrove, to lay out a town on their land in Logan County, on big Muddy Creek, a branch of Green River.  I found Muddy Creek on the map.  It is rather long, but the only town on it today is where it starts on the Green River, a little town called Mining City, now in Butler County.  I can’t say if this is the town, or if Mr. Berry and Mr. Hairgrove were able to sell lots in their town, or if the project fell through.  Some of my Linton family went to Logan County.

np3-2David McClellan was in need of lots of butter in 1805.  Was he starting a bakery?  ‘I will contract for any quantity (not exceeding 2000 weight) of good Butter to be delivered in this place, any time between this and the first of April next, for which I will give a generous price in Cash or Merchandize – Any person on whose punctuality I can rely, that will contract for 100 weight or upwards, may receive their pay at any time, by giving their obligations to deliver the Butter in the time above specified.’

np3-1 Benjamin Mason, nephew of my fifth great-grandmother, Ann Mason, who married Captain John Linton, is requesting to hire a Negro woman for one year.  He lives 3 1/2 miles from Bardstown.

np2-2On page one was this advertisement wanting furs.  William King, located at Mr. J. McMeekin’s Store, is going to open a furriers business in Bardstown, and offers the highest prices in merchandise for skins that will be used in his business – bear, black and red foxes, martins, minks, fishers (?), wolverines, raccoons, wild cats, black and spotted tame cats, rabbits, etc.

np2-1Several ads like this were on the first page.  Plum Run is located near Fairfield in northern Nelson County close to the Spencer County border.  Nicholas Minor, who was a Justice of Peace for Nelson County, was married into the Linton/Mason families.  It is so interesting to find these little tidbits to make the lives of our ancestors come alive.  Each time we find a little piece of information that person becomes more of a real person, that lived, worked and loved just as we do today.


Missing My Grandmother

My beautiful grandmother, Alice Montgomery Carrico, was a strong presence in my life.  I’m sure most of you have felt this way about a grandparent, a special aunt, or another person involved in your life.  She was raised with a silver spoon in her mouth, as they say, the oldest child of Robert E. Lee Montgomery and Frances Barber Linton.  They lived on a dairy farm outside of Springfield, Kentucky.  Her father, my great-grandfather, was the typical southern gentleman.  In almost every photo he is wearing a thin bow tie and white, or light linen suit.  Great-grandmother Frances was the gracious southern hostess, inviting even a passing salesman to lunch with the family.

Grandmother went to St. Catharine Academy, a school of the Dominican sisters, during her high school years.  I believe she must have boarded there since I now have her silver napkin ring, with her initials – A. M. – in beautiful script.  My aunt said she used the napkin ring while there, when giving it to me as a gift several years ago.  While there, Alice took piano lessons, but the dear sister told my great-grandmother she was wasting her money, there was no musical ability in her daughter.

Mary Alice Montgomery Carrico
Alice Montgomery

The next link I have with my grandmother is a photo taken about 1915 – at 22 she looks to be a suave and sophisticated woman, ready to take on the world.  Isn’t she quite a dish?

At the age of 27, in 1920, she married my grandfather, Joseph Reuben Carrico.  It must have been a love match since it was rather like the princess marrying the church mouse.  Alice and Rue lived on a small farm near St. Rose Church.  Their family began with a baby boy, Joseph Robert (named for both grandfathers) born in 1921.  Life was hard, especially, when the depression hit.  They had five children by that time – Robert, Reuben, Beulah, Paul, Ann – with Catherine (my mother) and Mary Alice coming along in 1931 and 1933.  Life was hard for everyone, but at least living on a farm gave garden vegetables and pork from their hogs, fruit trees gave an abundant bounty, and blackberries and raspberries were loaded on the vines.  My mother pictured her life on the farm as wonderful, filled with adventure and always having plenty to eat.  But is this the depression seen through the eyes of a child?  Did Grandmother and Granddaddy have more worries than what she remembers?  I have the leftover war ration book that was in my mother’s name – stamps for sugar, coffee, gas and other things that were rationed due to the war that followed the depression.

How did my grandmother react?  Like any sensible woman!  She rolled up her sleeves and got on with life.  She sold eggs, butter and cream to the grocery in town for extra money.  Her butter was special since she made little curves, flowers and designs on top.  Grandmother herself drove the buggy into town, driving her horse, Nipsey.  Evidently there was a very special bond between grandmother and her horse.  When he fell ill, she held his head in her lap, gently rubbing him until the end – I’m not sure how many days he lasted.  So strong, but yet so gentle.

The family didn’t have electricity for many years.  Grandmother carefully cleaned the chimneys and filled the oil lamps for the family.  She walked into the kitchen and slipped while holding one of these lamps, but had the foresight to hold the lamp high during the fall.  Not a drop of oil was spilled, no lamp crashed and hit the floor, spreading oil and flame over the room.  She kept her family safe.

In 1930 son Reuben became ill with appendicitis and died at a hospital in Louisville.  This began a number of years of giving up some of those she loved.  Robert entered the army during World War II and died a hero in 1943.  Her mother, Frances, died in 1945, and her father, Robert, in 1954.

Through all these deaths I’m sure my grandmother shed many tears.  But in 1961 my grandfather passed away.  I helped cause some of her tears during this time.  At only four years of age I didn’t understand the concept of death – I was positive granddaddy was coming back.  When we visited and I heard a noise I would always ask if that was granddaddy.  Which always produced a great deal of weeping from both my grandmother and my mother.

By this point in her life, at the age of 68, grandmother lived in town.  There was no farm to run, no garden to hoe, no butter to churn.  She turned to the enjoyment of friends and family.  Grandmother and friends, one I remember as named Crokie, played canasta and ucker.  They would visit at each others house and enjoy the afternoon.  I can’t speak for the other ladies, but grandmother never left the house without her jewelry – brooch and earrings, sometimes necklace, – hat and matching gloves.

Grandmother was still the best cook – her baked chicken and dressing was always the best.  I can still taste it – the most tender, succulent chicken with moist dressing that always included raisins!  It makes my mouth water just thinking about it!  Anything she fixed was good, I suppose this was just my favorite.

As my grandmother aged, and it became harder to visit her friends – and as they went to meet their Maker – she loved playing cards with her children and grandchildren.  Her faith was very important to her, and she prayed while sitting on the porch every day – her favorite spot for time with the Lord.

Mary Alice Montgomery CarricoNewspaper Photo

Grandmother loved her family, and I suppose she was a genealogist, too, but she wasn’t that involved with finding names and dates and records.  She was more interested in people.  One of her last involvements in life was trying to ensure that the Linton Cemetery was not forgotten, or, worse still, erased from history.  She called the local newspaper, The Springfield Sun, and brought this to their attention.  A huge article was devoted to this, complete with a wonderful photo of my grandmother in her 89th year!

My grandmother was in the hospital only twice during her life – once in the 1960’s when she had pneumonia, and at the end.  My mother visited her the night before she died.  Grandmother was eating dinner, and had taken the oxygen from her nose.  Mom scolded her when she went in.  Feisty as always, Grandmother said she couldn’t enjoy her food with the oxygen.  She was going to the nursing home the next day.  She died later that night, at age 92, taking matters into her own hands, as she always had.

Stephen and Nancy Brown Lucas of Mercer County

Charlotte Olson was kind enough to share photos and information for this post!  Stephen Lucas and Nancy Brown are her second great-grandparents.

stephen-nancy-brown-lucas-1This is the earliest photo of Stephen and Nancy Brown Lucas.  In the 1880 Census of Mercer County, Kentucky, Stephen is 40, a farmer, Nancy is 38, Leonard is 13, Mary 82 12, Irene is 10, Brown is 7, Sallie is 5, William is 3 and Bohon is 1.  They originally lived in Scott County, that being the place of birth of Stephen.  In the 1900 Census of Mercer County Stephen is 60, and couple has been married 40 years.  Nancy is 57, she had 9 children and 8 are still living.  Most of the older children have married and moved away, but the young ones still living with their parents are Bohon, 20; Virginia, 16; and Nannie B., 13.

Stephen Lucas fought with the Confederates during the Civil War.  He was a member of John Hunt Morgan’s band.  Stephen and his brother were both captured and taken prisoner to Camp Douglas, in Chicago, Illinois.  The brother died there, Stephen was held prisoner for many months, but finally released.

stephen-and-nancy-lucas-0012-1Another photo of the couple, yes, they have aged, but they have sweet faces, and I’m sure were an inspiration to their children and grandchildren.  Stephen was the son of William Lucas and Priscilla Boyle.

stephen-and-nancy-lucas-001-3Another photo of Nancy Brown Lucas sitting on her front steps.  It mentions the home is on Dry Branch Pike outside of Danville.  I have driven this road many times, in fact the Old Mud Meeting House Cemetery is on this road, closer to Harrodsburg.  Charlotte has such treasures in these photos!


Stephen Lucas, January 31, 1840 – April 28, 1905.  Nancy, his wife, August 18, 1842 – March 1, 1926.  Spring Hill Cemetery, Harrodsburg, Mercer County, Kentucky.

This is Charlotte’s photo – taken several years ago.  Mine, taken more recently, was harder to read.

stephen-lucas-obituary-001-2Stephen Lucas’ obituary in The Harrodsburg Herald, Thursday, May 4, 1905.


A Good Citizen Passes to His Eternal Rest.

Mr. Stephen Lucas, one of the best known and most highly respected men in the county, died Friday night after a short illness of black erysipelas. He was about 65 years of age, and man of sterling character. The funeral services were held Saturday afternoon at his home, the old Nelson Rue farm on Dry Branch, by Rev. Vaughn. Mr. Lucas was one of the band of Confederate soldiers who are fast answering the last roll call. He was a member of Morgan’s command and was with him on the Indiana and Ohio raid. He and his brother were both captured and taken to Camp Douglas, where the latter died, and Mr. Lucas himself was held a prisoner for many months. On his release he returned to this county, his native home, where he married and settled down as a farmer. During his lifetime he perhaps owned more farms than any man in the county. He would purchase a desirable place, live on it a few years and improve and build up the land, and then sell at an advanced figure. This dealing in real estate was successfully managed and there are few purchasable farms in the county which have not at one time passed under his ownership. He was the father of a large family, and carried throughout his domestic life the same kindly and indulgent traits that marked his dealings with the outside world. With two exceptions, this family, now grown men and women and all excellent citizens, still survive him, as well as a devoted wife. It is the taking off of such good men and true citizens that impoverishes our citizenship.

This is a beautiful tribute to Stephen Lucas, one most deserving of these kind words.

nancy-b-lucas-dc-1The most important piece of information we gather from the death certificate of Nancy Brown Lucas is her parents – Greenup Brown and Mary Aldridge, both born in Kentucky.

from The Harrodsburg Herald, Mercer County, Kentucky

Friday, March 6, 1926

The many friends here of Mrs. Nancy Brown Lucas, widow of the late Ste­phen Lucas, of this county, are grieved at her death Monday after­noon, after a brief illness, at the home of her daughter, Mrs. W. E. Durham, in Danville. Mrs. Lucas was eighty- four years old. She kept house with her son, Mr. Brown Lucas, until his death about four years ago. She then went to Danville to reside, after living all her life in Mercer County. She was a member of the Methodist Church, a splendid woman, who was loved by all who knew her. The funeral was held Wednesday at the residence of Mrs. Dur­ham, conducted by the Rev. Fuqua, of the Danville Methodist Church. The burial was at Spring Hill Cemetery in this city. Mrs. Lucas is survived by three sons and four daughters: Mr. Leonard Lucas, Louisville; Mr. William Lucas, Lexington; Mr. Bohon Lucas, Harrods­burg; Mrs. C. A. Roy, Brownsville, Texas; Mrs. W. E. Durham, Danville; Mrs. E. P. Terhune, Harrodsburg; Mrs. Chas. Smith, Miami, Florida. Besides the children she is survived by one sister, Mrs. Sallie Robinson, of this city, twenty-four grandchil­dren and ten great- grandchildren. Mrs. Roy and Mrs. Smith were unable to be here for their mother’s funeral.

Another beautiful tribute – how quickly lives flit by – let us make the most of it while we are here.  And thank you, Charlotte, for sharing your family with us – it was a delightful meeting!






Actual Will of Captain John Linton – With His Signature

The last time I was at Washington County Courthouse doing research, I pulled out the original wills of citizens of the county, and among those was that of my fifth and fourth great-grandfather, Captain John Linton.  There is previous post that lists the will and its contents, and you may click here to read that information.  I am more interested today to share with you photos of the actual will – yes, an Iphone has many uses!

img_0866The first page of the will starts with the usual ‘being or sound and disposing mind,’ and starts the list of bequests.  At the bottom of the page is the bequest to his daughter, Nancy Edwards, my fourth great-grandmother.  Nancy married Edward Barbour Edwards in Loudoun County, Virginia, before the family made the trip to Kentucky in 1818.

img_0867More bequests on this page, especially to daughters.  I notice when the husband is still living the Captain writes, ‘to my daughter, Susan Moran, and her husband, William Moran,’ if the husband is still living.  Sadly, with the case of Nancy Edwards in the previous page, her husband Edward was deceased.

img_0868Page three lists the bequest to my third great-grandfather William Linton.  As mentioned before, he was somewhat of an embarrassment to the Captain as he seemed to spend money like there was no end to it.  The assets that would have been his were left in trust to son John H. Linton for the use of William’s wife and children.  Even at the great age of 84 Captain John Linton was a wise man and knew to set this agreement in writing.  Unfortunately the Captain died two years later, and John H. Linton, two years after his father.  William’s son, Edward, my second great-grandfather, was born in 1824, and soon after John H. Linton’s death in 1838, he took over the management of his father’s money and property.  It seems young to be given such a task, but he must have been up to it, as he continued throughout the lives of his parents.

img_0869I love the last page!  It bears the signatures – two – of Captain John Linton!  The first seems a bit unsure – but I notice now that if the arthritis is acting up my handwriting is not as neat, and I am not the great age of the captain.  The second signature is after a codicil concerning two of his Negroes – Dick and Conny, a very old couple – who are to be ‘permitted by my executor to go where they please and that they do not suffer.’  These slaves came with him from Virginia, as they are listed in the affidavit containing the list of slaves brought with John Linton from Virginia, dated November 5, 1818, and that he had no intention of selling them.