Sunday, January 15, 2017

John Gallop...The Rest of the Story

The Gallup family has been exceptionally well researched.  Part of it is thanks to the fact that they are one of the early settlers of the "New World" with John Gallop having arrived in 1630 on the "Mary & John".  In addition, if you are doing any genealogical research, you have to be thankful to have New England ancestry because their is a wealth of records to draw from.  Not only that, these families have numerous connections and one never knows when you will run into another "cousin!"  That can be both a good thing and bad thing.  

John Gallop was born about 1591 in Mosterne, Dorset, England to John Gallop and Mary Crabb.  He married Christobel Bruschett on 19 Jan 1617 at St Mary's, Bridport, Dorsetshire, England.  Their family started fairly quickly and they had the following six children:

Joan b. 1618 d. 1691 m. Thomas Joy
John b. 1619 d. 1675 m. Hannah Anna Lake
William b. 1622 d. ?
Francis b. 1625 d. 1625
Nathaniel b. 1629 d. 1676
Samuel b. 1629 d. 1667-1679

Most of the American Gallup's that I have seen are descended from John, but there are a few descended from Nathaniel.  I have talked about John Gallop and the endeavor to get his wife and family to join him in America from England.  (See John Gallop - 10th Great Grandfather) There is much more to the story of John Gallop though.  He was an important man in America early in its history.  John Gallop was a talented ship captain and explorer of early New England.  It wasn't too long after he arrived, that he began exploring the coast near Boston and is considered to be one of the early explorers of the Connecticut coast.  During one of his exploratory forays up the coast, he discovered a shorter and safer course through the islands that were in Boston harbor.  The coastal areas were uncharted, and John Gallop helped provide valuable knowledge for future sailors.

You have to remember that John Gallop's entry into America was almost 10 years after the Mayflower had landed.  During that time, the population in America had grown and the colonists were running out of space.  John Gallop's forays up the coast provided much needed exploration for the colonists and potential land for the new arrivals as well as opportunity trade with the Native Americans.  At first, these traders were welcome because they brought items that were welcomed because they provided items that made the Native American's lives easier. These traders who traveled and brought goods and food from the Rhode Island and Connecticut coasts back to Boston.  They also provided communication as weJohll as goods and services to new settlements in Maine.  Eventually the colonists would begin to make new settlements in Connecticut and Rhode Island and captains like John Gallop were extremely important to the success of some of these early settlements.

When the possibility of profit, it was well apparent that there were going to be those who took advantage of the situation.  Some of the new settlements in Maine (whose land was claimed by the French) experienced the results of those wanting to take advantage of the profit.  An English captain named Dixy Bull was robbed by French privateers of beaver skins that were being transported for trade.  This English captain upset at being robbed decided to turn pirate raid ships bringing goods into Boston harbor.  John Gallop was sent out with his friend John Mason to attempt to find and stop Dixy Bull.  They ended up stranded because of a storm in Cape Ann harbor.  When they started again in the Spring, they spent several months patrolling the Maine coast for Dixy Bull.  He had decided to escape the pursuit and traveled to Virginia where he was eventually captured.

John Gallop was one of the early grantee's of land in the northern part of Boston and had land on the southeastern portion of a penninsula called Gallop's point.  He also owned Nix Mate Island and Gallop's Island.  After John Gallop's family arrived in 1933, the colonies were beginning to change rapidly.  Conneticut became the "land of opportunity" for many of the settlers.  Soon Dutch traders began to venture into the mix as well as English explorer, John Oldham.  In addition, there were tribal wars that was definitely going impact the area.  The small relatively friendly Connecticut tribes lost in battle to the Mohegans, a branch of the Mohawks and the new colonists were about to land right in the middle of local rivalries.  It was apparent that the Natives were no longer to be considered necessarily friendly.

During the spring of 1636, John Gallop was sailing with his three sons (John, Samuel & Nathaniel) with goods on a trading trip.  He saw a ship anchored off of Block island and noticed that the rigging was loose and the ship appeared to be deserted.  As he got closer to the ship, he recognized it as John Oldham's ship and noticed that there were men who appeared to be Native American's laying asleep on the deck.  As he hailed them, some of the Natives slipped over the side on a canoe and headed to shore.  Others loosened the anchor and tried to slip away.  John Gallup and his sons pursued the ship and the boys armed the guns and shot them towards the ship.  Some of the Natives tried to hide below and John Gallop pursued the ship and rammed it with his own and tied the two ships together.  Some tried to escape and John and his son took a few prisoners.  They found John Oldham in his cabin murdered with his skull bashed in.  John Gallop took the valuables off of the ship attempted to tow the ship to shore, but was unable to do so and eventually had to let it loose.

When news of the murder spread throughout the colonists, it spread a lot of fear but also a quest for revenge.  You could argue that this incident was a turning point.  No longer would the colonists view the Natives as friends or vice versa.  The upcoming battles would eventually escalate into a war that we know today as "King Philip's War!"  It is interesting to note that John Gallop was not a man who was necessarily allied with the Puritans and their religious beliefs.  He was considered by the language of the day a "God Fearing" man and had a good relationship with the Puritan community as well as a good relationship with the local Native Americans.  I believe that John Gallop can be considered to be one of the most important men of the young colony.  He was an experienced sailor who navigated and charted the waters of the New England coastline as well as discovering route through the maze of Boston channel to the city of Boston that made the route safer and easier to navigate.

John Gallop doesn't really appear in the records much after the incident with Oldham and his ship.  It assumed that he lived out his life still sailing his ship and living in his home on Gallop's point with his family.  We know that he died in 1649 because his will enter's probate.  We also know that his wife, Christobel Bruschett is still alive and that he is survived by his oldest son John Gallup, Jr, daughter, Joan Gallup (Joy) as well as sons Samuel and Nathaniel.  His son William Gallop returned to England and is reported as dying while fighting for Cromwell.

Tuesday, October 4, 2016

Margaret Gallup Crary

The Gallup family has several names that seem to intersect quite often within the Gallup lines.  As I have mentioned many times, I tend to look at the siblings of some of my ancestors.  Ebenezer Gallup is my 4th great grandfather and was the son of Silas Gallup and Sarah Gallup.  I was perusing the siblings of Ebenezer Gallup and was caught by the name of Joseph Crary who married Margaret Gallup.  This is one of those names that seem to show up often. 

Joseph Crary was born 28 Jan 1781 in Groton, New London Co., CT and died 11 Jul 1845 in Sweden, Monroe Co., NY.  He was married to Rhoda Lindsley (b. 1784 d. 1809) and had three children with her until her death in 1809. 

They are:
  • Rhoda Crary b. 1802 d ? (possibly young)
  • Alfred Crary b. 1804 d. ?
  • Lucy Crary b. 1806 d. 1862 m. Benjamin Evan Whipple

Joseph married Margaret Gallup in 1809, a woman who was five years his senior. (Margaret was b. 21 July 1776 and d. 5 Aug 1851) From what I understand, this was a first marriage for Margaret Gallup, and she was 33 years of age.  Crary is an early Gallup surname.  Christobel Gallup (daughter of John Gallup and Hannah Anna Lake) and married Peter Crary and were Joseph Crary’s great grandparents.  Joseph’s parents were Isaac Crary and Mary Gallup.  Mary isn’t really that close of a cousin to Margaret Gallup, even though they share the last name something like 2nd cousin, three times removed.  My genealogy program calculates that Margaret Gallup and Joseph Crary are 3rd cousins.  I am not sure many of the family lines would do well under too close of inspection as it was a small geographic area and too many families intermarrying.

There are a few things that seem intriguing to me.  Joseph Crary is five years younger and marries Margaret Gallup as his second wife.  It is her first marriage and she is 33 years old.  Joseph and Margaret manage to have four children together with the last one born when she was 43 years old. 
Their children are:
  • Alanson Crary b. 1810 d. 1885 m. Eliza Whipple
  • Silas Crary b. 1813 d. 1870 m. Mary Chapin
  • Emily Crary b. 1816 d. 1820
  • Isaac W. Crary b. 1820 d. 1910 m. Martha A Efnor

So, Joseph preceded Margaret in death dying on 11 July 1845 in Sweden, Monroe Co., NY and his buried at East Lake Cemetery (Find A Grave #  116841314)  Margaret died on 5 Aug 1851 and is also buried at the same cemetery (Find A Grave # 134756259)

You might have noticed that Alanson Crary and Lucy Crary both married Whipples…yes they married siblings, both the children of Israel Whipple and Mercy Carpenter.  Joseph Crary was not the only one who married a Gallup.  His brother, Nathan married a Hannah Gallup (daughter of John Gallup and Hannah Denison) and Sarah married Eli Gallup, the younger brother of Margaret Gallup. 
If I go back a few more generations, I am sure that I would find more connections.  Not only did they come from Connecticut but seemed to travel to New York in the same time periods so the family ties continue for a few more generations.  

Here is Margaret Gallup’s family line:

John Gallop m. Christobel Bruschett
John Gallup m. Hannah Anna Lake
John Gallup III m. Elizabeth Harris
Nathaniel Gallup m. Margaret Gallup (see below)
Nathaniel Gallup m. Hannah Gore
Silas Gallup m. Sarah Gallup (see below)

John Gallop m. Christobel Bruschett
John Gallup m. Hannah Anna Lake
Benadam Gallup m. Esther Prentice
Margaret Gallup

John Gallop m. Christobel Bruschett
John Gallup m. Hannah Anna Lake
Benadam Gallup m. Esther Prentice
Benadam Gallup, Jr m. Eunice Cobb
Nathan Gallup m. Sarah Giddings
Sarah Gallup

Sunday, October 2, 2016

Dedicating Shearer Park

Yesterday (Oct 1, 2016), we dedicated Shearer park which has been in process for about eight years. Our family donated the land in Elk City a number of years ago and it has finally come to fruition. The potential for the park as a trail head with an ATV trail going all the way to Avery, ID is a pretty cool possibility.  For those outside of the area, this area of Idaho is definitely a wild area with a truly beautiful landscape.  This will not be a trip for the faint of heart.  I can't tell you how much this means to our family and we really have a lot of thanks for a bunch of people for making this happen.  Especially the "Framing our Community" of Elk City and the Dust Devils ATV club of Elk City.  We worked specifically with Joyce Dearstyne of "Framing our Community" and Mike and Arlene Evett of the Dust Devils ATV club. I am posting a few pictures of the occasion and the speech that I made.

This has always been a special place for my family.  From summers fishing, camping and swimming at Red River to winters where we enjoyed using sleds and the toboggan coming down that hill.  It would be pretty difficult to do that now as my brothers planted a few too many trees in their boy scout project over 40 years ago.

When my grandparents, Gwen and Cappy, sold the mill in 1978 and moved back to the LC Valley…they left a part of themselves here.  They worked for 20 years to build Shearer Lumber products.  They also spent those 20 years working on trying to improve the community that they adopted as their home.  If you knew Gwen and Cappy – they had no pretensions.  If you worked for Gwen Shearer at the mill, he expected you to work hard and give the best effort that you were capable of…he also expected the same of himself.  I would bet that there weren’t many jobs that he wasn’t capable of doing himself.  Grandma Cappy worked for many years as a teacher.  I suspect that if you were a student of hers – you would call her strict but a patient teacher.  That was the Grandma I knew…she didn’t tolerate a lot of nonsense but if you were curious to learn she had the most wonderful patience as you asked her question after question.  Education was an important part of my grandparents lives.  Grandpa Gwen was a member of the school board.  Grandma Cappy taught school and wrote a column for the Idaho Co., Free press for a number of years. 

When my grandmother graduated from high school in 1930 – she went to school at the Lewis Clark Normal.  Her parents had to butcher a hog to pay for tuition and she rode a horse to school.  Grandpa Gwen never had the opportunity to go any further in school.  Despite being his Senior Class President and one of the top students – there was no money.  It was a struggle to just have food on the table.  These experiences left an impression on them. In 1981, my grandparents set up a scholarship where one student from each of the high schools in Idaho county could earn a scholarship to the University of Idaho.  Over 100 students have received that scholarship to date.  In 1986, my grandfather was able to attend a University of Idaho graduation to see not only my brother, Russell, graduate but also those first scholarship students.  Our family is very proud of the Gwen and Capitola Shearer scholarship and the opportunities that it has given to those who have earned the scholarship and have gone onto productive lives. 

It has been about 30 years since we lost the Grandparents.  There have been a lot of changes during that time.  I can tell you that my grandparents would have heartily approved of the improvement of the recreational opportunities that the trail head will produce.  I am sorry that neither one of them ever got to enjoy the sheer fun of riding a ATV.  I can remember riding with my grandmother to the post office to get the mail in the winter time on the snow-cat…If she were here today, she would have certainly enjoyed the taking an ATV.  Grandpa Gwen would have definitely enjoyed the utility at the mill…but also during his hunting and fishing trips.  My grandparents loved this area and deeply cared about what happened here.  I know they would be pleased to see this park. 

I believe that there are two memorials to my grandparents now.  The scholarship is one that they created – and this park is one that the community they so loved created.  

Sunday, September 18, 2016

Revisiting Rebecca Jane Pitsenbarger

My 2nd great grandmother died 112 years ago in 1904.  My great grandmother was only 7 years old when she died...Grandma Florence was one of 5 children who lost their mother to tuberculosis.  Since, I have never been able to get a death certificate because they weren't available at that time, I have never been absolutely positive that it was tuberculosis or pneumonia.  Either way, I know that she died quickly at the age of 34 years of age.  There has always been a little bit of mystery about Frankie.  She was born Rebecca Jane Pitsenbarger on 28 Jan 1870 in Shawverville, WV.  She was the daughter of William Pitsenbarger and Mary Amick, the youngest of nine children.

All I knew for a long time was her name and a bit about her siblings.  There was some note that she had married a Moffat but nothing more than that.  For the past several years, I have thought that this Moffat might have been a just a story.  There was a mention in Grandma's notes and one in Uncle George's notes (her older brother.)  There was so much that we tried to piece together.  My Mom and I worked on the trying to figure out all of the characters in the story and I continued after she died. There has been bits of pieces that have come to surface that I could research on my computer on the internet.   It turned out that Frankie's parents were actually first cousins.  There was something that always stuck in my mind - wondering what the connection was.  William Pitsenbarger's mother's name was Elizabeth Amick (m. Peter Pitsenbarger)  and his wife's name was Mary "Polly" Amick.  At the time, I didn't think that was that common of a name.  Now I know better.  It turned out that Mary Amick was the daughter of Jacob Amick and Rachel Shroyer and it turned out that Jacob and Elizabeth Amick were siblings.  They were the children of Henry Amick and Elizabeth Barbara Niemand.  It was a discovery for me that that particular branch of my family tree didn't branch as much as I would have liked.  I had earlier figured out that Frankie ran off with her sister's husband.  The story that I had heard was that she had come from West Virginia to help her sister out with her children.  There was the story about the Moffat.  First of all, did he really exist?  Did she marry him in West Virginia or was it in Iowa?  A few weeks ago, I discovered the answer to both of those questions.

Within the past year, Ancestry has added birth and marriage records for Iowa.  Other than census records and some burial records - Iowa had been pretty difficult to research from a distance.  I had gotten some mistaken information in my data file and I was trying to fix the mistakes.  I had Frankie's father as William Delatus Pitsenbarger.  There was a lot of similar information but I had figured out that they were two completely different people.  The Delatus name didn't fit.  So, in the process, I was trying to removed the incorrect information and found a marriage record that listed William Pitsenbarger in Iowa for his daughter, Rebecca Jane Pitsenbarger with a husband listed as William Henry Moffat.

They married on 21 Apr 1889 in Woodbury, Iowa.  So, now I have a different mystery.  What happened to William Henry Moffat...did he die..did he abandon Frankie or did she abandon him?  Sometime between April 1889 and early 1891, Rebecca Jane "Frankie" left with her brother in law for the Tacoma, WA leaving her sister behind with four children and a 5th child on the way.  It turned out the Frankie was also pregnant and she and her sister actually delivered their children one day apart.  I can't seem to be sure that I have been able to find any more info about William Henry Moffat...there are a few records in Canada that could be the same person.  Right now it is impossible to I have a new mystery to look at.

If you are interested in the whole story about George Christian Shawver and his family check out these three blogs.

George Christian Shawver - 1st family
George Christian Shawver - 2nd family
George Christian Shawver - 3rd family

and here is a bit more info on Frankie - My Pitsenbarger Ancestor.

All of this proves is a good idea to go back and see what information might be new. You never know what you will find out when you revisit the information on one of your ancestors

Wednesday, August 24, 2016

Remembering Grandma Cappy

31 years ago today I was going to college.  My week started out with the excitement of getting ready to live on my own for the first time in a dorm room at the University of Idaho - by Wednesday, the week had changed.  My grandmother had had a massive heart attack and wasn't expected to survive long and by Saturday morning, she had passed away.  However, I was still expected to go up to get my dorm room, move my stuff in and try to sort things through a bit.  I can remember sitting in my car driving up the Lewiston hill with tears running down my face.  I had never felt so alone - this was something that my Mom and I had been planning and now everything had irrevocably changed.  I came back home and tried to help Mom.  There were so many things that had to be done.  We had to clean the house, answer the door with many of the people who wanted to give us their sympathy.  I suppose the phone calls were the worst.  I can remember answering the call from a dear family member and not wanting to tell them the bad news.  I passed the phone off to one of my siblings.  It is funny now that when a family member dies now - I am usually one of the first people that they call.  They say that I seem to know what to say - experience has taught me a few tricks that I didn't know at 18 years old.

I have more regrets about what I never asked Grandma Cappy than I do any of my other grandparents.  My grandfather died before I really knew what to do or ask (I was 8 years old) but by the time I was 18, I should have known better. That has taught be to embrace some of my older relatives and take the opportunity to listen to their stories and experiences.  I can't tell you how much that has enriched my life.  So in memory of Grandma Cappy - here are a few blogs where she was highlighted!

Going to College
Hunting in Autumn
Graduation Day
A Container for Everything
The Most Important Women in My Life
My Grandmothers Life During the Depression
Grandma's Diaries
A Wedding Getaway?
My Favorite Assignment
Happy Birthday Grandma Cappy

My Mom - Betty and her sister Joan - taken at Grandma Cappy's funeral in 1985.

Tuesday, May 24, 2016

Grandpa Gwen's Last Memorial Day

This is one of my least favorite pictures of my grandparents - but it is as they looked shortly before my grandmother died in 1985.  This is Gwen Shearer and Capitola Ester Friddle Tannahill Shearer!
We have always made a big deal out of Memorial Day in our family.  It was a time of work, visiting and family...that usually involved visits to the cemetery.  You might say that those memories helped me enjoy family history even more than I already do...because I remember those stories and there aren't a lot of family members who do anymore...because those are some of the graves that I visit.

My grandmother, Capitola Friddle Tannahill Shearer (FAG  #38384311) died in August of 1985 and she is buried up at Lewis Clark Memorial Gardens in the Lewiston Orchards (Lewiston, ID).  Shortly after she died, Grandpa Gwen asked my mother if she would like to have her father and brother (Bab Boy Shearer - stillborn - FAG #132465265) moved up to be next to Grandma Cappy.  Richard Tannahill (FAG #38384361) was my mother's natural father who died when she was six years old.  He was also Grandpa Gwen's best friend.  Mom said that when she was a child, she could always talk to Grandpa Gwen about her father.  Grandpa Gwen and my Mom ended up having a special Father/Daughter relationship.  I know that he is my step-grandfather - but he is the only grandfather that I have known.  When Grandpa Gwen asked Mom if she wanted her father moved to lie beside Grandma, I think it was something that she really didn't know she wanted.  So, the arrangements were made.  The funeral home even asked Mom if she wanted to be there when Grandpa Richard was exhumed...Mom said "Absolutely not!!!"

I have never forgotten Memorial Day in 1986.  My mother went all out - she gathered all of the funeral containers from Grandma Cappy's funeral and filled them with the roses that we already had blooming.  When we picked Grandpa Gwen up and went to the cemetery, you could tell that it was especially emotional for him.  I wasn't used to seeing that side of him, so it really made an impact. We set up a chair in front of Grandma's grave so he could sit, and then Mom went to work. Once we had finished decorating Grandma Cappy's grave, the baby's and Granny (Nettie Pearl Moody Shearer FAG# 62326075) and Pop Shearer (Floyd David Shearer FAG#62326029), you could tell that there was a comforting look of satisfaction on his face.  He then made the statement that "it was how it should be...Mama (Grandma Cappy) should have both of us with her!"  Grandpa Gwen then added "but there is no hurry to get there!"  I think that the month of May had been an especially difficult month in many ways.  My brother had graduated from college and I had begun my first year of college.  My grandparents had given us the opportunity to go to college without having to worry about the money to pay for it.  They also helped with a scholarship with Dist. 241 in Idaho Co., ID that gives one student out of each school a scholarship to the University of Idaho and to date there has been over 90 students who have gone to school with the Shearer Scholarship.  (See Graduation Day) The University of Idaho graduation of 1986 not only included my brother but some of those first students who had received the scholarship.  It was a bittersweet day because Grandpa Gwen had lived to see that day and attend that graduation, but my grandmother had not.

After we had gone and taken care of the graves down at Normal Hill Cemetery - (see OK, Pop, Turn Over and The Gravestone) we went out for an early dinner.  Grandpa Gwen decided to splurge and have a steak.  He really didn't have that great of an appetite, but he certainly made a good stab at it...and although there was steak left, that was probably one of the best meals he had had in quite some time...and the rest went home in a doggie bag.  It had been a good day.  He felt that the graves looked good and was satisfied with the day and perhaps life.

That was the last Memorial Day he was alive...he died in January of 1987 and perhaps that was one of his last really good days.  Grandpa was diagnosed with Alzheimers later in 1986 even though we suspected that he had had it a long time.  Mom and I used to make custard for him to have for breakfast.  We started out with bowl that he could spoon out the custard with...and then we had single custard cups, since he couldn't remember how to spoon it out.

Today it is my father and I who take care of the graves.  We have my mother, her parents, her grandparents and my father's parents and grandparents as well as several aunts, uncles, a few cousins and friends.  Almost all of them represent something special to me.  So Memorial Day for me is a chance to still tell stories and spend some time with my family.  It is certainly a duty...but also something that I choose to do.  If I didn't, I think my mother would come back and haunt me!

Friday, May 20, 2016

Geneleaogy Wanderings – German Ancestry on the Gage family

There is no doubt that my 3rd great grandmother, Phoebe Allen Gage’s maternal lines are unmistakably German with a little Dutch thrown in.  I have a small knowledge of German (from high school German) and I find it endlessly fascinating to see how these names change and that I have two separate lines that have similar names.  I have seen the name Zeybel spelled as Zeybel or Seibel.  The Zeh name is spelled as Zeh, Zehe or See. Since I don’t live in the region and I really don’t have a strong knowledge – I have had to rely on other’s research and sometimes I certainly wonder what’s what!

My 6th great grandmother’s name was Anna Elizabeth Zeybel – she was born around April 1747 as that was when she was baptized in the Dutch Reformed Church (15 Apr 1747)  - her sponsors were Hannes Rikkert and Anna Elisabeth. Anna was married to Willem Truax on 17 Apr 1760 and they had 11 children.
  • Jacob Willem Truax b. 1762 d. 1841 m. Barbara Bell
  • Johannes Truax b. 1763 d. 1829 m. Gertuid Hainen
  • Eve Truax b. 1765 d. aft 1873 m. John Van Schaick
  • Elizabeth Truax b. 1766 d. ? m. Henrich Ervent
  • Annatje Truax b. 1769 d. 1812 m. Peter Jost Zeh (my 5th great grandmother)
  • Maria Truax b. 1771 d. aft 1820 m. John Michael Bell
  • Margaret Truax b. 1773 d. 1859 m. William Marinus
  • Catharina Truax b. 1776 d. ? m. Matteus Werner
  • Barbara Truax b. 1777 d. ?
  • Angeline – Engeltje Truax b. 1779 d. 1852 m. George Leib
  • Maria Barbara Truax b. 1781 d. 1853 m. James Herbert

Within those names above – I am not entirely sure that they are all spelled correctly, sometimes it is my best guess.  I got a lot of the information from a website no longer on the web called “The House of Truax” However, back to Anna Elizabeth Zeybel – her parents were either George or Jurrie Sybel and Anna Maria Reyin.  There are Dutch Reformed Church records that list their marriage on 12 Feb 1742 at the Schoharie Reformed Church in Schoharie, NY. (Jurrie was previously married to a Maria Engal Huls who was probably born about 1710 and d. before 1742.  She was the daughter of Christopher Hull and Eva Catherina and they had 6 children - all daughters) Jurrie’s parents are Jacob Zeybel d. 1735 and Anna Getha.  Jacob was born in Oberschild, Germany and his parents were Johann Zeybel and Catharina.  I have my doubts on these later generations as I can’t really research them because I really don’t have access to those records.  My best guess is that Jacob was the immigrant and probably came in the early 1700’s.

Here is a bit about the Truax family that I wrote in an earlier blog – Walloon’s to New Amsterdam
Annatje Truax was married to Peter Jost Zeh (b. abt 1770 d. aft 1830) and he was also of German descent and his family goes back a few more generations. 

His line is:
Jost Bellinger Zeh b. 1740 d. 1823 m. Anna Barbara Wanner b. 1740 d. 1800
Johannes Zeh Jr b. 1710 d. 1763 m. Anna Catherine Bellinger b. 1716 d. 1749
Johannes Zeh b. 1667 d. 1744 m. Anna Magdalena – Johannes was born in Rudelsheim, Germany and immigrated about 1710. 

Their children’s names are:
  • Johann George Zeh b. 1698 d. 1751 m. Margaret Tschudi
  • Johannes Gerhardt Zeh b. 1704 d. abt 1710 (during sea voyage to America)
  • Ignatius Zeh b. 1706 d. 1710 (during sea voyage to America)
  • Johannes Petrus Zeh b. 1709 d. abt 1710 (during sea voyage to America)
  • Johannes Zeh b. 1710 d. 1763 m. Anna Catherine Bellinger (my 7th great grandfather)
  • Christian Zeh b. 1710 d. 1763 m. Anna Sophia Lawyer
  • Adam Zeh b. 1712 d. 1771 m. Anna Meier
  • Maria Margaretha Zeh b. 1712 m. Marcus Bellinger
  • Sophia Zeh b. 1719 d. 1759
  • Maria Barbara Zeh b. ? d. ? m. John Frederick Carel Schel

Check out Descendants of Johannes Zehe/Zeh/See by Harold See for more info on the family.
This reminds me that I have a few books that I need to reference about these families.  I wonder if it was desperation with their current circumstances that forced them to leave their homes or the promise of a new life and opportunity.  The original Zeh family shows some of the heartbreaking consequences and danger of traveling on a sea voyage to America. Johannes and Anna Magdalena lost three children on that voyage and she was likely pregnant during that voyage as my 7th great grandfather was born in NY in September of the same year that they made the voyage. I have to wonder what those children died of...and how many others died during the journey.

I know that I have a considerable amount of German ancestry and that most of them immigrated in the 1700’s.  I assume that most of them are Palantine Germans and I suspect that there are many of us with ancestry in New York, Pennsylvania and West Virginia would find similar stories in our family histories.  Here is another earlier blog that I wrote about these ancestors: Palantine Family Roots