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Martin Van Buren Larrabee 1837–1903
BIRTH 31 MAR 1837 • Almond, Allegany, New York, USA
DEATH 8 OCT 1903 • Roulette, Potter, Pennsylvania
Martin Van Buren Larrabee Veronneau (jv11_1) JoyVeronneau (93) facts
Martin Van Buren Larrabee 20190204HAv
Martin Van Buren Larrabee 1837-1903
BIRTH 31 MAR 1837 • Almond, Allegany, New York, USA
DEATH 8 OCT 1903 • Roulette, Potter, Pennsylvania
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Martin Van Buren Larrabee
Martin Van Buren Larrabee 1837-1903
BIRTH 31 MAR 1837 • Almond, Allegany, New York, USA
DEATH 8 OCT 1903 • Roulette, Potter, Pennsylvania,
Marriage
Posted 25 Jan 2014 by JoyVeronneau
From her daughter Lottie's letter to Laura, Lottie's sister:
"I have thot [sic] so much about mother in her girl hood days, how her people sent her to a university [prop. Alfred University] and gave her a piano and music and that meant a lot in those days, thinking probably with her looks and personality and advantages she would make something of herself and marry someone worth while and when she took the one she did, I can imagine their dissapointment. That was a blow grandmother could not get over and she avenged her selfish hurt by banishing them off up to Ellisburg on a worthless farm with a hut to live in. I have heard mother tell how she papered it with newspapers and did a good many other things of the same nature to make it fit to live in and her own people living in plenty, I have imagined a good many times how she must have felt when she woke up to the fact of her ruined life and possibilities."
Life Story written by Laura Larrabee
Posted 27 Jan 2014 by JoyVeronneau
IMPRESSIONS ALONG AN HISTORIC TRAIL
The life story of a girl of the Sixties
By Laura Larrabee Marsh McConeghy
Vineland, New Jersey
July, 1935
The Eighteen-Sixties:
On the rugged hills that enter Pennsylvania from the State of New York, the foothills or spurs of the ancient, yes, old, Allegheny Mountains, near the springs that constitute the headwaters of the famed Allegheny River, in one of the darkest years of the Civil War - 1862 - and those war clouds left their mark on the trend of my thought - the uneventful life of a girl began.
My parents were of stern English and Huguenot stock. My paternal grandfather [Willett Larrabee] was of Huguenot lineage.
Being a product of Williams College in the northwest corner of Massachusetts, he left this state to enter upon his law practice in the newly settled county of Allegheny, New York, having, prior to this, married Rosanna Smith, of English birth, whose parents emigrated to America from England just previous to the outbreak of the Revolutionary War and threw their influence and fortunes in with the patriots' cause.
Dr. Amsden, a physician in the Colonial Army and later in the Legislature, was grandmother Larrabee's grandfather, his daughter, Polly Amsden, being her mother.
Grandfather [Willett] Larrabee was for many years President Judge of Allegheny County, New York, and Grandmother [Rosanna] Larrabee was a writer of narrative and composer of poetry long a contributor to Petersen's Magazine.
My maternal Grandfather [Franklin] Forsythe was of Huguenot stock whose family crossed from Massachusetts, over the mountain range into New York State and journeyed up into the Black River Country in what was called "Old Herkimer County, New York.”
Grandmother [Laura] Forsythe was a direct descendant of Deacon Samuel Chapin, who came to the New World in 1638, and travelled down the "Old Bay Path" in Massachusetts and founded Springfield, on the Connecticut River. A statue stands in Springfield Park in his honor, he was a type of the "Puritan Fathers" and also of the Pilgrims .
Grandmother's family found their way over the mountain range into the Black River Country. Here, Grandfather Forsythe met and married Laura Chapin.
After General Sullivan's punitive exploit against the Iroquois Confederacy, their lands being confiscated and later thrown open to settlers at an attractively low price, my grandparents, with many other families of relatives, left the Black River Country and settled in this new county of Allegheny, bringing the art of cheese and butter making with them.
Grandfather [Franklin] Forsythe became what is called a land baron, buying up large tracts of these low-priced lands and converting them into rich, fine dairy farms. He also instituted the community cheese factory which was a blessing to all agriculturists with large dairies. The product from these cheese factories went far and wide to the marts of the world.
In autumn and spring, Grandfather engaged a shoemaker to come to the homestead and make up the boots and shoes for the family needs, for both the members of his own family and of the "hired help".
The flax that grew in an abundance on the farm was prepared for the wheel and loom in Grandmother's [Laura’s] 'weaving room", as was also the wool from the sheep that pastured on the broad acres of the home farm, prepared all at home - cleaning, carding, spinning and weaving into yarn and cloth for the family's use.
Even as late as when I was a school-girl, woollen cloth from Grandmother's looms came, in late autumn, to our home, to be made up into underwear and dresses for the women of our household.
Well do I remember it, a madder color, checked with black - and how we girls hated it!
My father, Martin Van Buren Larrabee, in 1863, moved his little family to an old tavern on a branch of the Allegheny River on the Jersey Shore Turnpike a few miles from Coudersport, Pennsylvania, the county seat of Potter; and there, during the Civil War, our family remained and eagerly awaited each morning the news from the Front, so far away, and of the world, through the four horse stagecoach that stopped at our old Tavern, bringing news of the conflict, depositing the mail, and any passengers that had come to this remote spot for hunting, this Old Tavern being on the Frontier, (and woe to the child that strayed into that dark forest from the settlement).
Game was very plentiful in that unbroken forest, for those who cared for the sport and our tavern at times was full of hunters.
The life at the old Tavern was a busy and thrifty one - butter and cheese making going on like clockwork, as there was a large dairy on the land.
Father was host, landlord, postmaster, and manager of the many acres of goodly land that was part of the Tavern's heritage. It was a happy, sociable life, as the young people from town, all close friends, thronged the huge rooms for dancing, and oyster suppers. Many a pleasant folic was held in those old halls.
When the war closed, my three young uncles came to spend some time with us in the Old Tavern, to recuperate, as one had been wounded, another [prob. Cyrenus] was just out of Andersonville prison, where he had languished many a weary month.
How we loved to hear stories of the war! Young as I was, they fascinated me. Well do I recall the morning after the four horse stage had left, Father coming into the large dining room where we were at our breakfast, and telling is that Abraham Lincoln had been assassinated! [April 15, 1865, Laura Larrabee was 3.] What a terrible work that seemed to me! How it frightened me and how I feared the rebels would come and take my father off to the war. And, down to the present time, those terrible war impressions have never left me.
The family remained at this Old Tavern until the summer of 1866, when a move was made to Allegheny County, New York and after a little over a year on one of Grandfather Forsythe's farms, father decided to return to Pennsylvania. So, in April, 1868, the final move was made to Potter County, to a settlement called Roulet, founded earlier by the inhabitants of Alsace and Lorraine, who left their native country to brave the rigors of a New world in the desire for Liberty.
How well I remember that move! With two heavy wagons and draft horses, which Grandfather had provided, the household goods were loaded, including the poultry and flock of geese; and Mother and we four children with our kittens were placed in a light spring wagon that Father drove himself and the cattle and young stock were driven by two men, while Father's hunting dogs were tied underneath the wagons to make the trip on foot, so our cavalcade left the hill farm behind, to venture into a new state that held such wonders for us.
How we children thrilled when we came to the Genesee River at its Forks. Our teams had to ford the River at this place - a steep pitch from the road and Splash! we were in the River. After our fears subsided, we rather enjoyed wading through, as the river was very broad at its Forks. After leaving the River, the drovers lost many of the young cattle that took to the woods at this point, and they were never recovered.
Although we "encountered no Indians," the fording of this wide river and the entire trip smacked strongly of an Overland Caravan. A big adventure in our young lives.
We settled among the beautiful hills that in ranges and peaks along the valley of the old Allegheny River, named for the Allegeni Indians that roamed those northern stretches until a late day.
Our house had been built some forty years prior to our coming, of the clear stuff pine that had been taken off the land, when clearing it to convert into a farm of 160 acres.
The old pine stumps left standing were witnesses of the huge old pine trees that were felled and turned into fine lumber for the building of the Big House.
This large White House of MidAmerican type, stood upon an eminence overlooking the Allegheny River and the dark woods of the forbidding forest beyond, the river rolling at the feet of our Homestead, and was really its upper reaches, where it took an abrupt turn to the north.
In that far-off time, the primitive hemlock and pine forests that clothed the greater part of Potter County, were just being tapped and the trees sawed into lumber in the primitive mills on the Allegheny River, and this lumber built into staunch rafts which were floated down the River in the spring at floodtide - to the faraway market of Pittsburgh.
In memory I see those rafts, with crews and cookhouse, working those long sweeps fore and aft, as they swept along the broad stretch of the boiling river that rolled not many rods from our Big White House and the frenzied excitement of us children as we gazed upon those rafts of lumber swiftly passing on to the outside world that was so vague to us, in our narrow boundary and shut in by those beautiful hills and high ranges.
How we children marvelled at what lay beyond those hills and peaks and our broad river valley and hoped that some day, distant as it might be we might catch a glimpse of the bright world of which travellers told as they returned from the world's marts with their profits.
We children comradded with this loved river, it being our dearest and best companion, where we enjoyed boating (handmade), swimming in the summer, trapping in and skating in winter, and coasting down the steep, rugged hills with our home-made sleds of stout hickory, a product of Father's wooded hillsides.
A district school, the proverbial red schoolhouse three-fourths of a mile from our home, was where we got our start in life on the Road to Learning. Three months in summer and three in winter, constituted the school year.
Donning cur homemade red hoods, shawls and mittens, and the boys their coats and mufflers, which our good mother had made for us, and being equipped with stout shoes of calfskin and red woolen stockings that were knitted around the candlelight, how happy we children were to take the three-quart dinner paid with, oh, such a meagre lunch, and trudge off to school, braving the storms in winter to what? To start in where we did the year before. Thus the foundation of our limited education was laid by what one would say were really good men and women.
These good folks laid a better foundation than they knew, for rough was the plowing, fine the harrowing and deep was sown the seed in fairly fertile soil.
In reminiscing and calling back the past, most of my early schoolmates seem to have made names for themselves and later passed on over the Trail that leads to the bright Beyond.
Time travelled fast in those years on the Allegheny river in the big white house until at the age of 17, I found myself in possession of my first district School in an Irish settlement where the teacher boarded around among the families and large were those Irish families. They were a wholesome folk who had in early years suffered through the Civil War, losing fathers, sons and brothers that never came back - sleeping perhaps on some battlefield in an unknown grave - and the loved ones at home going on as best they could.
One cannot say that I taught but just “kept” school at that age.
Following teaching by choice as a vocation, I educated myself as best I could, in that early time, until the summer vacation schools opened throughout the country, giving teachers an opportunity to gain better methods of teaching.
After six years of school life and later, married and left with two little children, I entered the teaching profession in earnest. It was then that a new world opened to me, and my enthusiasm for the work knew no bounds. Through kind, influential friends, I secured a position in the Primary Dept. of the Coudersport Borough Schools, and placing both children in those excellent schools, we maintained a little home and lived and thrived in happy possession of one another and on a fair salary for that time which now would seem very scant.
Happy were we in our little apartment, going daily to school and expanding yearly until the time came for the loved daughter to leave the home nest for her lifework or career. In the autumn of 1901 she entered the Mansfield State Normal School, remaining there three years. [Nola Marsh]
In 1903 my loved parents passed away, thus suddenly leaving me to travel on alone.
The years passed swiftly along and the daughter began teaching in New Jersey and the son [Martin L. Marsh], after completing a Business Course, entered an office in New York City, from which he has risen to Manager and chief representative of the Cincinnati Times Star, in the east.
The daughter has long been in her lovely home in St. Petersburg, Florida, where her companion has been a trusted official, high in the esteem of the Bankers Association of Florida.
The grandchildren are entering college at present, to complete their culture for their chosen careers, a southern university and an eastern New England college [Marjorie Marsh attended Middlebury College].
Having in middle life remarried [to Daniel McConeghy], and a few years later thought best to start business in Florida (which was a sad failure as we went to that state just as the boom was over and every business went to the bottom), we then turned our faces to the North, that was ever dear to us and in subtropical southeastern New Jersey we found a rich heritage in a lovely old Homestead in the quaint old village of Green Bank on the beautiful Mullica River.
Here we found friends, and a church of the old colonial type that had comradded with the early pioneers that effected a colony on this river, an outlet to the sea.
The unit of the old homestead in which we resided and which we loved, was one of the old homes that kept tryst with the little old meeting house on the banks of the goodly river Mullica.
The autumn preceding our arrival and settlement in Green Bank, a thriving Parent-Teachers Association was instituted and eventually I became a member of this worthy organization. My first office was acting member of the Publicity Dept., the work of which was profitable and pleasant.
The following year being appointed to the office of Historian, I entered with zeal into this branch for it was a privilege, recording the marvellous achievements of this high-ranking Parent-Teacher's Organization of Washington Township in the southeast niche near the sea, of the rich, populous County of Burlington, occupying a position across the centre of New Jersey from the Delaware River to the Ocean.
Aside from the pleasant affiliations with the Faculty and school, the very happy associations formed in the little Old Meeting House - of which Green Bank is justly proud - will ever remain in memory a happy fellowship. The good, wholesome comrades of the Adult Bible class, the choir work and church services all tended to round out a full and joyous life.
There came a time when these congenial friendships must needs draw to a close and another move to our northern home in Pennsylvania was necessary on account of ill health. After a sojourn of nearly a year among the lofty ranges of the Alleghenies South Jersey, beautiful, sylvan Jersey, called to us to return to the State of our adoption.
Will we remain here until the last, or will another trek be needful?
It has been my good fortune to once more sojourn a few happy days with my cherished friends of Green Bank and be a partaker of the 187th Anniversary services of its little Colonial Church in its woodland surroundings on the banks of the loved River Mullica.
Will the Twilight of Life for us be fading into deeper shadows as we gaze into the offing of haze on the horizon and ask ourselves "When will we strike and set out on the sunset trail for our Last Trek?”
Biography of M. V. Larrabee
Posted 28 Jan 2014 by JoyVeronneau
M. V. LARRABEE, farmer, P. 0. Roulette, son of Willett and Rosanna (Smith) Larrabee, was born in Almond, Allegany Co., N. Y., in 1837. He was reared and educated in Whitesville until twelve years of age, when he was thrown upon his own resources. He engaged in various occupations, among others as baggageman and fireman on the Erie Railroad from 1854 to 1856, remaining in Whitesville until 1862, when he removed to Potter county, Penn., and in 1868 located on the farm he now owns in Roulette township, and has since been engaged in farming, and has also dealt extensively in lumber. He was married, September 8, 1858, to Eugenia, daughter of Franklyn Forsyth, of Allegany county, N. Y., and they have had four children: Charlotte (now Mrs. B. F. Begell, of Harrison Valley), Laura (now Mrs. O. E. Marsh, of Collins Centre, Erie Co., N Y.), Fred, and Frank (who died in December, 1888, aged fourteen years and nine months). Mr. Larrabee is a member of Eulalia Lodge, No. 342. F. & A. M. He is in politics a Republican, and is active in political circles. He was elected county treasurer in 1877, served one term of three years, and has occupied various official positions in the township. He is one of its able and respected citizens, and is always among the first to assist any enterprise of material benefit to either township or county.
From:
History of the Counties of
McKean, Elk, Cameron and Potter, Pennsylvania
J. H. Beers & Co. Publishers
Chicago, Ill. 1890
Historical facts about the Chapin and Forsythe Clans or families
Posted 31 Jan 2014 by JoyVeronneau
Deacon Samuel Chapin, founder of Springfield, Massachusetts, came to America in 1638 or about that time. He went via the “Bay Path” into the interior of Massachusetts.
There were two sons of whom I have heard, Charles and Benjamin.
My Chapin Ancestors came down the line of Charles. My great-grandfather Chapin was Alvin, his daughter Laura, my maternal grandmother. [I am not sure who “Alvin” was, he does not appear in any of the genealogies or other family notes...?]
The families of the Chapins, Forsythes, Lees, Shermans, Barneys, and Hortons all came from Herkimer County, NY, in the Black River Country, and settled on the lands of the Iroquois Confederation, which were thrown open to settlers soon after Gen. Sullivan’s punitive expedition against the Iroquois Indians, their lands all confiscated by the US Government and opened to white settlers. These people from the Black River Country bought largely or entirely in Allegany County.
Grandfather Franklin Forsythe of Huguenot extraction, purchased 1000 acres of these Indian Lands, and cut them into four large farms, the old homestead, where all their children were born and reared, contained 400 acres. These settlers from Herkimer County brought the art of butter and cheese making with them. Nearly all their children were educated at the Alfred University in Allegany County, NY.
Happy was I, as a child, to visit with my parents, the old “White Mansion” on the “[Forsythe] homestead farm” roaming those rooms and wide halls, and reminiscing of its past splendors, when my mother was a child like myself living in that “Old White Mansion” in the times when Grandfather had the travelling shoemaker come in the fall to the “Homestead” and make up the winter’s boots and shoes for the family and hired folks. Flax-raising wool, all produced on the old farm, were carded, heckled, spun and woven in the “Loom Room” set aside for this purpose. There cloth was made for linen table use and woolen cloth for men’s shirts, women’s underwear and dresses for winter.
A dairy of 60 cows was maintained on this old “[Forsyth] Homestead Farm,” and butter and cheese making were the regular industries of the family-life. Grandfather [Forsyth] later erected a three story-cheese factory in Whitesville where the product of his four large farms was cared for, also others. He was a scientific agriculturist and made a great success of his life. Grandmother Laura Chapin Forsythe managed her household with the precision of machinery or clockwork. Everybody must work that lived under her roof. But, when the time came for the children as youths and maidens to take up the higher education they were sent to the Alfred University hard by and received a substantial foundation for life, even if they did not all finish at the school.
In 1851 Grandfather and Grandmother [Forsyth] visited New York City on business a law suit for Grandfather, and sightseeing the “Crystal Palace” was then in New York for sightseers to view. Grandfather often made trips to New York bartering his agricultural products.
Their family consisted of six children, four boys, William, Valoris, George, and Manville, two girls Frances and Eugenia. Manville, the youngest son, served in the civil war; Valoris, an invalid, was sent into far Minnesota, where Indian lands were being opened up, he going with his young wife (Rosalia Larrabee, my father’s sister) in 1858 and returning in 1860, dying in 1861. His wife dying of a broken heart one year later leaving two little children LeClare and Corrinne, the latter died in infancy, but the boy Clare is now living in Fort Worth, Texas. A fine example of manhood.
My father, Martin Van Buren Larrabee born 1837 March 31, at the age of 17 years became an employee of the old New York and Erie RR (at the time wood was the fuel) as brakeman and promoted to fireman. Here he served four years on the Hornellsville and Dunkirk Division on the emigrant trains passing through to the west. Don Carlos Larrabee was Conductor of the train on which my father fired. At the age of 21, he [Martin Van Buren] left the Erie Road, and was married in Sept. 1858 to Eugenia Laura Forsyth (then 17) and settled in Whitesville for a time, later went to Ellisburg, Potter County, PA where I was born in 1862, Jan. 8. During the Civil War he was proprietor of an old “Wayside Inn and Relay Post” above Coudersport on the “Old Jersey Shore TurnPike” and stage route, through from Coudersport to WIlliamsport. From thence after the war closed, (and well do I recall though young as I was, the morning after the stage came in from Williamsport, father coming in to the living room and telling us that “Abraham Lincoln had been assassinated.” It made a deep impression on Sister Lottie, one and a half years older than I, and myself) father removed to Allegany County, NY remaining 1 year, and returning to Potter County, in Roulette on April 4, 1868 for a permanent settlement. There he remained until he died in 1903. Both he and Mother died the same year. She in April, and he in October. They were laid at rest in the “Old Lyman Cemetery” on the banks of the Allegany River, where also sleep my two brothers, Fred and Frank, younger than I. Most of our beloved dead sleep in the old, old, Universalist Church Cemetery in Whitesville, which said town, was the playground of my Larrabee and Chapin-Forsythe ancestors.
Grandmother Rosanna Larrabee was, what was then called “ a milliner,” but now an artistic designer of hats or “Chapeaux”. Grandfather [Willett] was long President Judge of the Judicial District of which Allegany County, NY was a hart. Father’s two younger brothers, Marcel and Cyrenus, served in the Civil War. Uncle Marcel, one and a half years and wounded. Uncle Cyrenus, (known to us children as “uncle Rene”) served 4 years and was a prisoner 9 months in the Andersonville Rebel Prison, where he was finally saved from starvation by the exchange of prisoners. He was brought home on a cot so emaciated and nearly gone. Grandmother [Rosanna] Larrabee, the fine Spartan woman that she was, took him to her little home and with her eldest daughter Lucy nursed him through what was called “Camp fever” back to life. She and Aunt Lucy were both laid low with the fever and passed away one day apart. Well do I recall as a child when the summons came to our “Wayside Relay Post” of this Spartan grandmother’s death, how awed little sister Charlotte and I were as we crept into our beds after bidding of parents a tearful farewell, and watched them ride away into the twilight to the empty little “House” from whose hearthstone the fire and light had gone out. Grandmother’s memory ever remained a sweet and vital spark to her children, especially her splendid boys. Many Many has been the time that I have listened in rapt wonder as these four brothers conversed together about their beloved sainted mother, and the fine gifted father, and the early passing of the three idolized beautful sisters Marilla, Rosalia and Lucy. (All of whom left little children to face the deep sorrows of orphaned children in those days, so bitter, so bitter!! They all grew to splendid manhood, which must have alleviated the grief of those who had to go on and leave their beloved little ones to the care of others. Ah how was that fulfilled!
Thus are they scattered, Lucy dying in early life, also Marilla and Rosalia. Charlotte finding a home in the “Far West,” Willmar, Minnesota and passed through the horrors of the “Indian Massacre” (Souix) of 1861. Don Carlos, becoming sheriff of Potter County, later Attorney-at-Law associated with A.G. Olmsted at Coudersport, in after year elected to the State Legislature where he served with distinction on “The Pittsburgh Strikes Commission” in Washington. Father, a farmer in Roulette, and served a term of four years as Treasurer of Potter County and later a term of five years as “Associate Judge” of the Judicial District of which Potter County was a part. Three years prior to his death, he was appointed “Forest Warden” of Potter County in which he was serving a time of his death.
Marcel became a merchant and located at a favorable point “Emporium” a point where settlers in early times portaged from the waters of the Susquehanna to the Allegany Waters at “Canoe Place” or Port Allegany.
Cyrenus became a watchmaker and jeweller and located on Port Allegany.
The Larrabee clan religiously were of the Presbyterian faith, Grandmother Rosanna Larrabee being one of the “Old School.” The Chapin-Forsythes including all the families that came from the Black River Country Herkimer County NY were of the Universalist cult. They organized and maintained a live, flourishing Universalist Society which endured over 100 years. These people were well-to-do agriculturists and cheese buyers.
At Grandfather’s Forsythe’s death in 1874, his estate was valued at $85,000.
To complete and draw this reminiscence to a close, I might fittingly quote the lines of Felicia Hermans, “Graves of a Household”
And parted thus, they rest, who played
Beneath the same green tree;
Whose voices mingled as they prayed
Around one parent knee!
Signed
Laura Rosana Larrabee Marsh-McConeghy
Green Bank, New Jersey
June 6, 1932
parents of Willett
Posted 06 Feb 2014 by JoyVeronneau
From: "Ellen Emerson"
Subject: [LARRABEE] RE: John S and Mary Paulding of Pownal VT.
Date: Sat, 20 Jan 2001 08:50:35 -0500
In-Reply-To: <3A691614.69D142D9@postnet.com>
OK, here's more from: "Saco Valley Settlements and Families"
Larrabees of Pownal, VT
The Larrabees seem to have been among the pioneers of Pownal, VT and
received original grants of land there. I assume that they were all of the
CT branch of the family. John Larrabee, the recorder for the town, and his
sons, Judge John S, Dr William and Timothy were we know from Plainfield CT.
Those of whom we take notice in this section of the family history were in
the township at the same date and were probably near relatives. From these
VT families numerous sub-branches have rotated westward and their number
fully equals those descended from Stephen Larrabee, the head of the other
great branch of the American family.
1) Ozias Larrabee (1) was in Pownal VT Mar 15 1797 and at that date conveyed
by deed 41 1/4 acres of land there to Gideon Myers for a consideration of 50
pounds. He seems to have removed to Williamstown, MA where several families
of the name have long been domiciled. Some of his children were born in VT.
2) Eleazer Larrabee (1) had a "survey" of 90 acre lot of land, called a
"Pitch" in the records, Jun 9 1779 in Pownal VT. He may have been brother of
John Larrabee from Plainfield, CT who was there with him. Removed to the
state of NY before the war of 1812 and some of his sons served at Sackett's
harbor when an attack was looked for. The whole family moved to Hamburg,
Erie county where they remained about 18 years. Then went to East Otto,
Cattaraugus county, NY and some of the descendants are still there. He d in
Otto about 1833. He had a numerous family, probably all born in VT: Thomas,
Nathan, Minor, Ira, Sidney, Anna, Phoeby, and Polly
Children of Ozias(1) and Sarah:
1) Preserved (2) m Elizabeth Blake in Pownal VT, both were in Williamstown, MA Oct 11 1833.
2) Eleazer (2) m Ruth Haley in Pownal VT Aug 21, 1825 and births of 3 children are recorded in that town...
Lucy b Nov 29, 1828,
Selinda b Mar 29, 1830 and
Eunice b Nov 2 1837
3) Thomas (2) m Nancy Bood of Pownal VT in that town Dec 20 1831. 8 children born there...
Charles b Nov 7 1832,
Meranda b Apr 24, 1834,
Lovinus b Mar 7, 1835,
Sara C. b Nov 7 1836,
Irena b Sep 12 1839,
William P. b Jan 27 1841,
Maria J. b Oct 12 1842,
Samuel b Jan 27 1846
4) Marcena (2) m Eliza Goodell of Williamstown, MA m in Pownal VT Oct 26, 1828
5) Samuel (2) m Anna Hill of Adams, MA m Feb 15, 1831 in Pownal VT.
6) Willett 92) m first Lucy Alexander and had 3 children with her.
m second Rosanna Smith (dau of Joseph and Mary (Amsden) Smith.
Rosanna b Dec 7, 1802 and they had nine children.
Willett seems to have once resided in Almond, NY but moved to Condersport, PA where he d Dec 22, 1863. (Children: Laderna,
Lovinia,
Calpherus,
Lucy,
Don C.,
Marilla,
Charlotte,
Rosella,
Martin,
Marianna,
Marcellus,
Cyrenus)
7) Dolly m William D Balcomb in Pownal VT on Nov 20 1822.
8)Orpha m Joseph Jones
That's all that's in the book for your line of Elezer Larrabee and Ruthy Haley. Hope that helped some.
Ellen Emerson
http://www.VermontProgrammers.com
-----Original Message-----
From: SCOTT HENDRICKS [mailto:xanman@postnet.com]
Sent: Friday, January 19, 2001 11:38 PM
To: Ellen Emerson
Subject: John S and Mary Paulding of Pownal VT.
Ellen,
I have received note before (the source is from a Genforum Message) that John S. Larrabee and Mary Spaulding have in addition to Timothy, John, Sarah, and William H, that there is also an Ozias Larrabee. This is my line so I would hope to clear it up a bit. My line ran from Ozias of Pownal Vt. married Sarah ?? and their son Eleazer moved to Williamstown,
Mass and married Ruth Haley. Their daughter Emeline married Calvin Wilcox in Rensselear County, NY and then moved to Peoria County, Illinois by 1880. If I have been given incorrect information, I sure hope you know more about my line. I can verify on my own everything up to Ozias being the son of John S. and Mary Spaulding.
Scott Hendricks
Martin Van Buren Larrabee from findagrave.com
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Birth: Mar., 1837
Almond, Allegany County, New York, USA
Death: Oct. 9, 1903
Son of Willett Larrabee and Rosanna Smith...
Married Laura Eugenia Forsythe..
4-5 children children
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Spouse: Eugenia Forsyth Larrabee (1841 - 1903)
Children:Fred M Larrabee (1863 - 1913)
Frank Larrabee (1874 - 1888)
Fred Larrabee from findagrave.com
Posted 07 Oct 2014 by JoyVeronneau
Birth: 1863
Death: 1913
Son of Martin Larrabee and Eugenia Forsythe..
Married Eva Hall
Family links:
Parents: Martin Van Buren Larrabee (1837 - 1903)
Eugenia Forsyth Larrabee (1841 - 1903)
Sibling: Fred M Larrabee (1863 - 1913)
Frank Larrabee (1874 - 1888)*
*Calculated relationship
Burial: John Lyman Cemetery
Roulette, Potter County, Pennsylvania, USA
Plot: R02L07
Marriage ABT 1858
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Children of Willett & Rosanna Larrabee P2
From the papers of Laura Rosanna Larrabee Marsh
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Children of Willett & Rosanna Larrabee P1
From the papers of Laura Rosanna Larrabee Marsh
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Hon. M.V. Larrabee, Oct 8, 1903
Newspaper clipping from the papers of Laura Rosanna Larrabee Marsh, his daughter.
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Obituary from the papers of his daughter Laura
Hon. M. V. Larrabee, Oct 8, 1903
EX-JUDGE LARRABEE DEAD
- apoplexy.
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- [S1134] Ancestry.com, Pennsylvania, Marriages, 1852-1968, (Name: Ancestry.com Operations, Inc.; Location: Lehi, UT, USA; Date: 2016;).
Record for Eva Hall (10) facts
Record for Frederick M. Larrabee (10) facts ...... (17)
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Eva Hall in the Pennsylvania, Marriages, 1852-1968
Name: Frederick M. Larrabee
Gender: Male
Marriage Date: 1 Nov 1893
Marriage Place: Roulette, McKean, Pennsylvania, USA
Father: Martin V. Larrabee
Mother: Eugenia Larrabee
Spouse: Eva Hall
Film Number: 001315237
Name: Eva Hall
Gender: Female
Marriage Date: 1 Nov 1893
Marriage Place: Roulette, McKean, Pennsylvania, USA
Father: Aloinserst Hall
Mother: Harriett Hall
Spouse: Frederick M. Larrabee
Film Number: 001315237
Source Information
Ancestry.com. Pennsylvania, Marriages, 1852-1968 [database on-line]. Lehi, UT, USA: Ancestry.com Operations, Inc., 2016.
Original data: Marriage Records. Pennsylvania Marriages. Various County Register of Wills Offices, Pennsylvania.
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Eva Hall in the Pennsylvania, Marriages, 1852-1968
Name: Frederick M. Larrabee
Gender: Male
Marriage Date: 1 Nov 1893
Marriage Place: Roulette, McKean, Pennsylvania, USA
Father: Martin V. Larrabee
Mother: Eugenia Larrabee
Spouse: Eva Hall
Film Number: 001315237
Name: Eva Hall
Gender: Female
Marriage Date: 1 Nov 1893
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