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Just found out the middle name of the Ira CHASE I've been after; it's
FISH. He was born in maybe Lebanon, NH c1800. Maybe Fish was his
mother's maiden name? Any information welcomed; willing to share;
thanks. Pam in TN
From a recent Cyndi's List email: detailed listings of numerous Chase
marriages among many other surnames. If you have Monroe County connections, this
site may be of interest. Good hunting! Sandy Chase
http://www2.cityofrochester.net/cs/MarriageRecords/index.cfm
Hello All,
I'm still chasing after Herman CHASE, b. c1801 in NH; I've found him
in the 1830, 1840, 1850 and 1860 Grafton Co., NH census. His wife was
Clarrisa.
THEN, I find a Harvey CHASE, b c 1800 who died in MASS, but born in
Hanover, NH who was the son of Joseph and Abigail. Think he was married
to Sybil HALE, but there's a Chance he could have been married twice.
Can anybody tell me about this Harvey? Could it be my Herman? When did
Sybil die? Does anyone out there show a Clarissa in their database?
They had a son, Ira, b. 1825 in NH. He, in turn, had 3 daughters, Olive
I., Helen C., and Abby Fish (strange middle name).
Any help appreciated; thanks! Pam in TN
Hello All,
A nice little story I found about a fictional Millard Chace and his
exploits in Cape Cod and Nantucket. It was published in 1890 in "The
Tech" a journal of MIT. Unfortunately, no author is credited with the
work. The story and the characterization of Millard Chace remind me
quite a bit of the style of the book, "A Confederacy of Dunces," by John
Kennedy Toole. Quite funny, hope you enjoy.
Story can be found here: http://www-tech.mit.edu/archives/ in Volume
009.
Cheers,
Jeffrey Chace
http://www.chace.demon.nl
The Tech
VOL. IX. BOSTON
FEBRUARY 6, 1890. NO. 9.
Published on alternate Thursdays,
during the school year, by the students of
the Massachusetts Institute of Technology.
pp 115-120
An Idyl of Nantucket and the Cape.
MILLARD CHACE awoke on the morning of his wedding day, and glancing
first at the clock on his mantel-piece and then at the weather outside,
began to dress with great care. The clock showed that he had ample time
before the train left for as elaborate a toilet as he could desire, and
the weather indicated that the storm which had been raging for the past
three days had abated but little. Millard was a man advanced in life,
and he dressed, as he did everything else, with due deliberation and
forethought. He had not decided to enter into matrimony until he had
spent many hours in studying the pros and cons of the subject, and on
this eventful morning he tied his cravat with a slowness and precision
that showed his thoughts were busied with strictly material
considerations, rather than given to the wandering which younger minds
are supposed to indulge in on such important mornings as the one in
question. Millard by trade was a retail dealer in boots, shoes, rubbers,
etc., and had held a monopoly of the custom of his native village for
fifteen years. But as the village was small, and the children all went
barefoot in the summer, his fortune had not risen to anything
prodigious. He was of some importance in the village itself, which was a
Cape Cod town, and his opinions on matters of general interest were
listened to with considerable respect, and his arguments on matters of
national importance considered quite eloquent. A stir was occasioned in
the little village during the preceding summer, by the appearance of a
visitor from the neighboring island of Nantucket, by the name of Miss
Ida Acorn; and a greater one some time later, when it was announced in
the county paper that a matrimonial alliance was projected by this same
Miss Acorn and "our distinguished fellow-townsman, Mr. Millard Chace."
The gossips were unable to decide on the exact circumstances of the
match. The older ladies presumed that Miss Acorn had come to South
Jarmouth with Millard in her mind's eye, and that subsequent events were
but the natural conclusion of a long attachment. Such a careful man as
Millard, they argued, could not possibly fall in love and become engaged
all in two months, when he had successfully withstood the combined
feminine attractions of the village for five and forty years. The
younger ladies, however, looked at the matter differently. To their
minds the growth of true love was not measured by days and hours. The
whole affair might have begun and ended in the short space of time
necessary to try on a pair of shoes. In a book dear to the select few
who held this opinion, Lord Layerdirk was distinctly described as
"feeling a vein of quivering fire stirring his heart-throbs through" on
a certain occasion when he had been engaged in tying Gwendoline
Mayerdine's ball slipper; why should not Millard have been likewise
affected while carrying on his trade? It was quite clear to everybody in
several different ways. Cape Cod people, after they reach a certain age,
are not in the least sentimental, and therefore only the young girls
held the shoe-store theory. The rest either did not trouble themselves
about the matter, or accepted the ready made opinion regarding a long
attachment. The entire town agreed that she was wholly unsuited to him.
In the first place, she was impulsive, nervous, and thoroughly wide
awake. Millard, being a Cape Cod man, was entirely free from these
qualities. She was not handsome, and she was surely over fifteen years
his junior. Nevertheless the newspaper item was not contradicted, and
while the particulars of the match were still unknown, Miss Acorn
returned to Nantucket; and Millard informed his friends that he was to
follow her there in two months, when they were to be married in her
mother's house.
His usual discrimination was shown in his replies to all leading
questions during this time, and at the end of the two months the village
forgot its curiosity on the subject, and let Millard get married in his
own way, without further trouble, realizing that he had taken excellent
care of himself and his own affairs in the past, and could probably do
so in the future.
The morning for his departure came at last; and having satisfactorily
adjusted his necktie, and completed his dressing, he ate his usual
quantity of breakfast, which he prepared himself, and wrapping up well
against the storm, started to the station for the north-bound train. He
met with many wishes of good will as he passed through the town, and
while waiting for the train talked with the station master on the
probabilities of the Nantucket boat being able to run during such bad
weather. He advanced careful and convincing reasoning in this matter as
he did in all others, and the train finally carrying him away, he turned
the discussion into a soliloquy, and figured the probabilities and
possibilities for his own satisfaction. Occasionally his face would
light up and break into a smile, but whether from thoughts of his
approaching happiness, or a new consideration added to his train of
reasoning, it would be hard to determine. The train stopped at Wood's
Holl, and Millard alighted. The Nantucket boat lay at her moorings, and
with a glance at the sky and a neighboring weather-vane, as final points
in the argument, Millard quietly stepped aboard. The rest of the
passengers crowded about the Captain, to see if the trip would be
attempted; but Millard seemed to have settled the matter quite by
himself, and sat down in a warm corner of the cabin.
"We'll go outside and have a look at it," said the Captain; and the
little boat drew away from the pier and steamed down the harbor
forthwith. Millard's deductions were correct, as usual; and the question
of starting having been decided, he turned his mind to thoughts of his
approaching marriage. For quite awhile he sat silent and alone in the
little cabin; the rest of the passengers were awaiting the Captain's
verdict on deck. The boat reached the mouth of the harbor, and the
Captain surveyed the path before him. One "look at it" was enough, and
turning the boat's head back again he returned to quieter water. An
immense sea was running outside. It would have been fatal to attempt to
reach the island. The engines stopped as the boat slowed up at the pier,
and Millard rushed on deck to see the cause of the delay. Wood's Holl
was before him, and for the first time in his life a conclusion that he
had adopted was proven glaringly wrong. However, he could easily remedy
the fault by telegraphing. He walked along the shore to the office,
where a notice informed the public that, owing to the severe storm, the
line was broken at the Nantucket end, and no messages could be
transmitted for several days. Millard's wedding day was not only
postponed, but he was entirely cut off from communication with his
intended wife. He sat down by the stove in the waiting room of the
station to think what had best be done. The wedding could not go on
without him in the first place; secondly, the wedding party would know
that it was impossible for boats to cross to the island, and
consequently would not expect him. It seemed very simple from this point
of view; and as no logical being would think of arguing differently,
everybody had evidently make the best of it until the Sound was
navigable. For himself, he started out in quest of a place to spend the
night at Wood's Holl.
Meanwhile everything was in a state of excitement at Nantucket. Ida and
her mother had been running about the house since early the day before.
Mrs. Acorn had been deep in pies and cakes, while Ida herself had
arranged the simple gifts received as wedding presents over and over
again, without the slightest idea that she had done it more than once.
Ida had not the calmness of mind and body that characterized her lover.
She was all impetuosity and stir, and ran about the house mislaying
things, that she might busy herself in finding them again. When the
eventful morning arrived she arose early and worked hard, putting the
finishing touches on herself and her surroundings, and began to wonder
two hours before the boat was due why Millard did not come. Mrs. Acorn
was driven frantic by being asked the same question over and over again,
and made a few caustic remarks about her daughter being old enough to
know better than to act like a two-months- old kitten. "The steamer
leaves the Hole at half-past 'leven," said Mrs. Acorn, glancing at the
clock, whose hands pointed to a few minutes after ten. Ida went upstairs
and tried to busy herself with her wedding gown. When she came down
again her mother had left the house, and she turned to the presents for
consolation. They embraced all sorts of household articles from towels
and bed-sheets to glass toothpick holders. She had seven of the latter,
Nantucketers evidently thinking these recent additions to the stock of
the village store quite elaborate enough to be posed about the house as
bric-a-brac, if not in use on the table, and giving her a quantity for
the purpose. Eleven o'clock finally arrived, and Mrs. Acorn returned
home. "Ida," she said, as she came in the door, "I've bin over to Cap'n
Zeno's, and he ain't goin' to th' Hole to-day. The weather outside is
tew pesky rough. What's more," she continued, as her daughter opened her
lips to speak, "he nor I don't believe Cap'n Allen will try t'come over
to th' island to-day. The trip ain't safe. I hev sent word to Parson
Crowell not to come over onless you go an' tell him. Most of th' folks
know the boat won't run, an' they consequentially hain't likely to
expect a weddin'." After delivering this speech Mrs. Acorn gathered up a
pile of pieces of wedding-cake, which she had wrapped up in ruled note
paper, carefully pinned at each end, and retired to the pantry.
The effect of the news on Ida was twofold; she knew that Millard was,
and always would be, true to her, and that the wedding was postponed
through no fault of his; but at the same time it was postponed, which
meant another day of anxiety and restlessness, and probably a
considerable confusion in the wedding arrangements. Ida's temperament
was not one to battle successfully with confusion of any kind; and while
she was not calm before, the news excited her to such a degree that her
duty, under the circumstances, was far from clear. "I oughter go to him,
Ma," she said; "I really oughter. Mill is probably expectin' me. He hes
reasoned out an' cac'lated thet 'es he couldn't git here thet I'll git
there; an' if he hes reasoned so, he certain won't move till I come."
" Ida Acorn," said a voice from the pantry, "ef you go chasin' roun' th'
country arter Millard Chace or eny other man, be he offislander er
otherwise, you ain't got the sense of decency I thought ye hed." The
abrupt closing of the cupboard door finished these remarks, and Mrs.
Acorn went on with her work inside, meanwhile making mental comments on
the "furriner," as she called him. To Ida, however, the matter appeared
in a different light. She knew her lover's peculiarities much better
than her mother, and she knew, moreover, that Captain Zeno would run his
boat from the island to the shore when Captain Allen and his steamer
would not dare to leave the mainland. Exactly what Millard expected her
to do from his position at the Holl she did not know; but that he
expected something she was quite sure, and the only course open to her
troubled mind seemed to be to take the morning's boat across. The day
passed, and by evening the conviction that Millard was waiting for her
gained ground. By morning she had decided to go, and a little before
boat-time she left the house without stopping to inform her mother of
her intentions, and with a small satchel in her hand took her way to the
steamer's wharf. Captain Zeno was standing on the pier talking to some
of the Nantucketers.
"Allen hain't likely t'come across t'-day neither," he was saying. " His
powers es a seaman hain't alarmin', and he prob'ly 'll stay in th' Hole.
Be I goin' 'cross? Well, I rayther reckon, yes. Me an' Allen wan't
brought up on th' same ship, an' whether he stays in harbor er not, I
make th' trip." Suiting his actions to the word, Captain Zeno began
preparations for departure, and half an hour later the " Island Home"
steamed away with Ida on board.
When the widow Acorn learned the truth, great was her anger against her
daughter and the " dratted furriner" to whom she had gone. She had never
liked Millard over well, and the less so since Ida's thoughts had been
so much occupied with him to the exclusion of herself and her interests.
This was the climax, and after eating her dinner in awful silence she
cleared away the things and vented her anger in scrubbing the dishes
with a spiteful energy. While engaged in this task some one knocked at
the door, and she went to open it with a table knife unconsciously
clinched in her hand. The visitor was Millard Chace.
" It's you, is it?" said the widow. "Wall, I want'er know." Millard
stepped back at seeing his future mother-in-law formidably armed, and
with a far from pleasant expression of countenance. By a careful
deduction he had long ago surmised that Ida's mother had never been
partial to him, and got Ida to visit his sister in South Jarmouth
accordingly. He now hesitated somewhat in claiming his own identity, but
finally intimated that he was himself, and ended up with a request to
see Ida. Abrupt questions often put Millard at a disadvantage. He needed
time for study.
"She ain't here," said the widow. "She's gone to th' Hole."
"No ?" said Millard. "What fur ?"
"Humph," said Mrs. Acorn, leading the way to the living room, "she went
fur you, es long es you didn't seem likely to git over here."
" Couldn't git over," replied Millard, seating himself by the fire; "
didn't you know th' steamer hed ter stop runnin'?"
"Millard Chace," said the widow, standing before him with one hand on
her hip and the other flourishing the table knife, " when I consented to
you marryin' of my daughter, I didn't know es I made any provision fer
steamers, 'er fer runnin' around ter neighbors' houses ter tell 'em that
there wasn't goin' to be no weddin', or fer anything of the kind. An
when you come here an' tell me what you hev told me" (Millard had said
just eight words), an' attempt to git my daughter ter marry you away
from her mother's house, where she wus born an' brought up, an' hev her
go skylarkin' aroun' the country after any off-islander like you, it
seems to me you air takin' upon yourself quite es much es your share of
persumption ! "
Having delivered this tirade the widow bustled out of the room, banging
the door after herself as usual, and returned to her dishes.
Millard looked at the door she had slammed and then at the stove, and
unconsciously sighed. " In some respects," he murmured, " in some
respects they air similar." After this remark he gave himself wholly up
to meditating what had better be his course of action in the near
future.
Contrary to the predictions of Captain Zeno, Captain Allen had made a
fairly easy trip from the mainland, and arrived safely at the island.
Millard had found comfortable quarters in Wood's Holl during the
previous night, and expected to find his wedding party arranged on
reaching the island. In this particular, as we have seen, he was
somewhat disappointed. His reasoning was now directed to what course of
action Ida would pursue on reaching the mainland, and how he had best
proceed to straighten the difficulty into which her erratic trip had
thrown them. Ida, of course, would not find him in Wood's Holl, and
therefore would go on to South Jarmouth rather than pass the night
there. His sister woul' undoubtedly keep her there after her arrival;
and if he should return on the next day's boat he could intercept her,
and his past hopes would be carried out by having the marriage take
place at his sister's house. It was evidently an intervention of
Providence; and, with inward exultation at being able to make the
apparent misfortune turn so much in his favor, he went to make peace
with the widow in hopes of somewhat diminishing the storm which he knew
such a course of action as he intended to pursue would bring up in that
quarter. His attempts at arbitration were fairly successful; for the
widow had had her say without being contradicted, and prided herself on
having won the fight. She therefore became quite lenient in her
treatment of the defeated enemy, and Millard got through the evening far
from unpleasantly. She was not over-curious regarding Millard's future
plans, nor did she seem as anxious regarding her daughter's wellfare as
Millard had expected. She made him comfortable over night, and allowed
him to stroll out of the house after breakfast without even asking his
destination. As soon as a turn in the road concealed him from view of
Mrs. Acorn's windows, Millard made straight for the steamboat landing,
where he found Captain Allen busied in preparation for his return trip.
He quickly went aboard, and, descending to the cabin, took up his
customary dark corner near the stove. In a short time the vessel left
the pier, and started on her journey across the channel. Opposite to
Millard sat a gentleman with a pale cast of countenance, reading a
missionary tract. Occasionally his eyes left the book and peered into
Millard's corner, as though he looked for recognition from the occupant.
Millard was busy with his thoughts, and kept his eyes on the stove.
"Do I see my friend Mr. Millard Chace before me?" said the pale
gentleman. Millard started, and glanced at the speaker. " I believe I
was to have had the happiness of officiating in your behalf at the Widow
Acorn's on yesterday, had not the steamer been unavoidably detained by
the inclemency of the weather," continued the man pompously. "I am the
Reverend Uriah Crowell."
"Oh, yes," said Millard; "how d' y' do? You air goin' for a trip
ashore?"
"Yes," said the clergyman; "I have some little business in Wood's Holl,
but intend to return by to-morrow. I was informed by Mrs. Acorn that I
would have the pleasure of her daughter's company on the boat on my
return. She informed me she had been suddenly called to the mainland. As
you might say, I am commissioned by our good friend Mrs. Acorn to take
Miss Ida in charge."
The Rev. Mr. Crowell rubbed his hands, and smiled benignantly at
Millard, who wondered what plot the widow had instituted against Ida.
The conversation turned to a discussion of the tract the reverend
gentleman had been reading, and Millard made himself as agreeable as
possible. They chatted for about half an hour, when a hurrying of feet
and sound of voices shouting from the deck above attracted their
attention, and they ascended to see the cause of the disturbance. When
they reached the open air they saw Captain Allen standing in the bows of
the boat, with an old speakingtrumpet in his hand. A short distance to
leeward the "Island Home" was wallowing about in the trough of the sea,
evidently unable to make headway. Captain Zeno could be seen on the
upper deck, and he, too, held an enormous trumpet, through which he
tried to make himself heard on board the neighboring boat.
"The wind's tew strong, and I can't git a durned thing he says," said
Captain Allen, coming up to Millard and the Rev. Mr. Crowell; "but I
reckon from appearances he's bust his shaft."
The boats approached nearer each other, and Captain Allen's conjecture
was found to be correct. A boat was lowered and sent over to the "Island
Home," where it was arranged to transfer the passengers from the
disabled steamer, and to have Captain Allen send a tug out from Wood's
Holl to tow Captain Zeno's vessel back to port. Millard stood watching
the proceedings with his Methodist companion, when a slender woman, with
loose hair blowing from under her bonnet, who was descending to one of
the boats, attracted their attention. " It is, - " said the Reverend
Uriah. "Ida ! " said Millard.
The boat drew near, and Mrs. Acorn's daughter, with an anxious face and
considerably disturbed in her personal appearance, clambered up the
stairs over the steamer's side. She held her small satchel in one hand,
and a life-preserver hung over her arm. Her whole appearance suggested
an excitement of mind and body of several hours duration. When she saw
Millard she fell almost fainting into his arms. The life-preserver and
satchel fell to the lot of the Reverend Uriah.
"Parson," said Millard, "I think if its agreeable we'd better end this
es soon es possible, er there'll be a calamity. If you've no especial
objections ter marryin people out o' church, or out o' their Ma's homes,
I wish you'd fix it fer me and Ida now."
These words restored Ida to consciousness. She looked up at Millard and
then toward the rescuer of her satchel. "Yes, Mr. Crowell," she
murmured, " if you please."
"Well," said the Reverend Uriah, " while not a prevalent custom, neither
our faith nor our laws lead us to believe it is not as fitting to enter
into the bonds of matrimony on the sea as on the land. If you will step
down into the cabin I will speak to our good friend Captain Allen."
They were married in the cabin of the little steamer, with Captain Allen
acting as father for everybody, and also best man. Exactly how the widow
Acorn received the news, or what has been the subsequent history of this
interesting pair, it is not in the province of the present historian to
relate. As much as we have told we know for the truth.
Jeffrey Chace
http://www.chace.demon.nl
Barb --
Your joy and excitement leap from your written words. How happy I am for
you! I had such elation when I finally filled in my line (Aquila1, Thomas2,
Thomas3, Josiah4, etc. etc.) about 6 years ago. We had a family wedding in
Salem, MA in 1998, so my daughter and I escaped for a bit and drove the 30 some
miles to Newburyport with directions to Walnut Cemetery. I held the
sun-warmed stone of my line's progenitor, Deacon Thomas Chase3 in my arms that day
and whispered thanks for his courage from all of us who continue to live on.
My daughter was surprised because her Mom began to cry. She doesn't
understand this passion we all share...yet...!
We made a rubbing together which has been mounted and framed. A similarly
mounted and framed rubbing of my g-g grandfather Edward's stone, who is buried
in Cherokee Cemetery, Butte Co., CA, was done for me by a wonderful volunteer
of Butte.
The pictures hang together in my dining room. I glance fondly at them
daily, and as you can imagine, the stones engender a lot of curiosity from most
visitors/friends. My grandchildren are very young, but I look forward to the
time when they begin to ask me about these (sort of) weird pictures!
Again, fervent congratulations!!!!!!!
Sandy Chase
I'm re-posting this because I'm not sure if it went
through to everybody the first time. This will be the
last time though, because I'm sure the list is working
properly now. I'll be making a few changes to the
original post though, so if you did get it before, you
may want to re-read for the new info:
I have in my posession a booklet commemorating the
10th anniversary of the Cheery Chase Club for the
Blind. I've had the booklet for about 10 years. In
the front of the Booklet is black and white photograph
of a bunch of blind people wearing their best clothes
and of course all holding their white walking canes.
The book is full of quotes from these people singing
the praises of a Mr. George Everett Chase for bringing
meaning back into their lives, etc.
The Way I came into posession of the book is that
apparently a ms. Yvonne Charlotte Richeleau received a
copy of the book around the early 1900's. As far as I
can tell she was some sort of a famous model at the
time and must have been close friends with Mr and Mrs.
Chase. When Ms. Richeleau passed away, a lot of her
belongings were left to a family in the hills of
Missouri. They passed down those belongings in the
family until they sold the house-and EVERYTHING IN IT
to my family. I am writing to find out who can give
me more information about the Cheery Chase club for
the blind, as well as Ms. Richeleau and her
relationship to the Chase's as I have many of her
other posessions as well, including personal
correspondence between her and a Mr. and Mrs. Governor
Knight of California. Any information you have will
help. I've been searching for 10 years for
information about all of this and This entry from the
chase chronicles is the first I've ever found of the
Cheery chase club for the blind:
"THE CHASE CHRONICLE 5
King succeeding her. She has been another dear friend
to me.
I am hoping that Mr. and Mrs. George Everett Chase of
Los Angeles will be at the summer reunion here. I am
also deeply in- debted to them, if they had been close
rela- tives they could not have been more helpful and
kind. They have a very lovely home designed by Mrs.
Chase who, before her marriage, was Miss Anne Webber
of Brook- line; she is highly gifted artistically,
both as a sculptor and painter. And Mr. Chase is
equally talented in a literary line. He has traveled
extensively and has written several manuscripts about
his journeys, one of especial interest to all Chases
as it tells about the old manor house in England which
has been purchased by a wealthy man who has restored
the estate and the chapel to its original condition.
Mr. Chase is also extremely philanthropic, he is
deeply interested in the work of help- ing the blind
and has formed the Cheery Chase Club which is free,
where these afflicted people are entertained at
frequent meetings by musical talent and lectures on
interesting topics, they even have fancy dress dances!
It is almost unbelievable what a difference this Club
has made in the outlook of many of these blind people.
Mr. Chase is almost worshipped by them, and rightly,
for bringing so much happiness into their lives. It
has been my privilege to be present at some of their
meetings and the spirit of optimism and enjoyment
brought about by his enthusiastic work is an inspira-
tion to those of us who feel we are de- pressed by
world conditions yet are enjoying all of our five
senses."
You may view the ENTIRE entry in the chronicles at
this link:
http://chase.genealogysurnames.com/imagemap/Chronicles/CHRONS/Xtest/71Chr...
If ANYBODY has any further information about the
Cheery Chase club for the blind, George Everett Chase,
or anything else I've mentioned PLEASE email me.
God Bless,
Grant Warren
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I thought this interesting....!
Barb
Success Story
----- Original Message -----
From: "Lois Franceschi" <ljfljf(a)psyber.com>
To: <HARRIS-L(a)rootsweb.com>
Sent: Monday, November 22, 2004 11:30 PM
Subject: [HARRIS] Success Story
> I want to share a sucess story with you even though it isn't about this
> surname.
>
> My daughter has been trying to obtain her great uncles military medals
> from WWII. He was a survivor of the Bataan Death March, the Hell ships
> to Japan and 3 years in a Japanese POW camp. As a result of these
> things, he was never able to father children, therefore, there were no
> direct descendents.
>
> After over a year of battling NARA, contacting our US Senator, etc., I
> finally suggested she contact the President. She wrote a letter to the
> President. The medals were shipped out to her last Friday.
>
> Don't ever give up. There are ways around "rules and regulations."
>
> Lois in Auburn, CA
>
>
> ==============================
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Resending to check if list is working fine now........per Lisa's request.
Barb
Sent: Saturday, November 20, 2004 12:12 AM
Subject: Visit To The Chase Homestead !!!
Hi Everyone,
Am really pressed for time as we are trying to get ready to go to FL.......but unforseeable circumstances are delaying our leave till probably after Thanksgiving.
Anyway, I wanted to tell the list that I FINALLY got to CHATHAM, NY , last wkend!!!!!!!!!!!! What a fantastic experience!!!! A photographer fr. NY City bought the place in abt '36 and restored it. He has since passed away, but his elderly w. survives him, and a son, his w. and a dt. His wife had called me this summer to let me know that they were selling the place as she is ........actually more of an invalid than I thought, as she needs MUCH help........, and also both the son and w. commute to Albany for work and church. They were the most gracious hosts.........!!!!!!!!!!!and showed us all around the home, inside and out........, the Rayville Cem. ,etc. It is a very quaint OLD town , Old Chatham.......! You would never find the place in a million yrs. It is at the end of 7 Bridges Rd. and there are 7 bridges...........then you finally come to Chasehill Rd.
You may remember he, the photographer, bought the place as a summer retreat, then after retiring, wrote a . book abt. it. They must have lived a fascinating life as he photographed, Eleanor Roosevelt, Gloria Vanderbilt, a ton of stars, etc. His wife was a beauty looking at a photograph when she was young......and that's how he met her. She came to be photographed.
The book has some "ghost stories" fr. the Chase house and other places BUT........., the son doesn't really believe that the dt. Mary, who d. of TB at 31, or anyone else, was or is a ghost there.......tho he does admit to some really STRANGE happenings! She, Mary, LOVED the place and this would not fit in as ghosts .........if there are any???????? LOL, don't come back to haunt the places they loved.........and she most certainly LOVED HER HOME THERE!!!!!!!........and her family!!!!!!! She also wrote a book..........which I recently got fr. the U of R library here. I learned MUCH abt the family fr. it. She wrote poems of all kinds.........and is said to have been able to recite them ALL fr. memory!!!!!!!! She was a supposed genius. Many letters are included! She also taught at the Albany Institute and was published in many magazines, etc. She and Phineas Gurney/Gurley were in love...! He taught at the place which was then a school, but wanted to be paid for!
preaching so moved on, but Mary was against Quaker ministers/preachers taking money for preaching, so did not marry him. He became A. Lincoln's preacher and was w/him when he died. Such a sad love story........but she was not UNHAPPY w/her decision and certainly...........! lived a FULL and happy altho short life. She accomplished soooooo much in her short lifetime!!!!!!!
Her bro., Cornelius, left Chatham and became Supertintendant of Schools for all of FL. I have some leads now in the FL area but haven't had time to research them. A John Terry Chase sent 2 1/2 boxes of family papers to the Library of Congress tho. Some showing how the family were involved in freeing the slaves. There are letters to all of the family including ones back to Stephen4) of the Wm, Wm, Joseph, Stephen line!!!!
Unfortunately, the burial ground on the 100 acre property is so covered w/growth, you just can't tell who is buried there. But, this MUST be where my Phebe is buried!!! It says in Mary's book that the family of 30........lived there!!! It's right near the Quaker Meeting house which has also been restored. We went to the Powell house which I thought housed Quaker records, but this is not the case. Guess everything is at Swarthmore College. But I did get another address fr. them. It was too late to go to the Quaker Meeting Hs.
I came home w/an autographed book by the w., an 1812 coin, and alot of other interesting stuff........! What she wrote was just so VERY NICE!!!!!!!!! I gave them the shortened Chase genealogy (abt. 25 pgs.), and w/send them the longer version once they have worked their way thru that......as it gets REALLY involved. They were sooooo very happy to have it. Now I have their email addys so can send them info. I also promised the Historian a copy and must do that! They say they feel like they have adopted the Chases.........and are part of the Chase family because of Mary. Unfortunately, most of the children d. young. The winters were COLD there!!!!!!!! Now, land that was once clear, is filled w/huge trees..........of course. The Chases owned it almost 200 yrs ago and actually built it. JUST SOOOOOO FASCINATING. I could actually see my father coming from these ancestors!
It certainly was quite an experience to say the least!!!!!!!
Cheers,
Barb
Hmmmmm, this is a good one. No information at all that I can find on
the web. Not about Cheery Chase Club, George Everett Chase, nor
Yvonne Charlotte Richeleau. What town in Missouri are you referring
to? I am from Missouri. I will keep looking and see if I can come up
with anything for you. Can you tell us a bit more about what is in
the booklet?
Cheers,
Jeffrey Chace
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> To Whom it may concern,
> I just tried posting this message to the list, but I'm
> not sure I did it right.
> I have in my posession a booklet commemorating the
> 10th anniversary of the Cheery Chase Club for the
> Blind. I've had the booklet for about 10 years. In
> the front of the Booklet is black and white photograph
> of a bunch of blind people wearing their best clothes
> and of course all holding their white walking canes.
> The book is full of quotes from these people singing
> the praises of a Mr. George Everett Chase for bringing
> meaning back into their lives, etc.
> The Way I came into posession of the book is that
> apparently a ms. Yvonne Charlotte Richeleau received a
> copy of the book around the early 1900's. As far as I
> can tell she was some sort of a famous model at the
> time and must have been close friends with Mr and Mrs.
> Chase. When Ms. Richeleau passed away, a lot of her
> belongings were left to a family in the hills of
> Missouri. They passed down those belongings in the
> family until they sold the house-and EVERYTHING IN IT
> to my family. I am writing to find out who can give
> me more information about the Cheery Chase club for
> the blind, as well as Ms. Richeleau and her
> relationship to the Chase's as I have many of her
> other posessions as well, including personal
> correspondence between her and a Mr. and Mrs. Governor
> Knight of California. Any information you have will
> help. I've been searching for 10 years for
> information about all of this and your email list is
> the first that I've found of any of this.
> God Bless,
> Grant Warren
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Jeffrey,
I found this message list through the following
website. This website has the chase chronicles. On
THIS particular page, if you read far enough-it will
mention George Everett Chase and the Cheery Chase
Club
for the Blind.
http://chase.genealogysurnames.com/imagemap/Chronicles/CHRONS/Xtest/71Chr...
I live Near Fort Leonard Wood Missouri.
-Grant
> --- Jeffrey Chace <j.b.chace(a)gmail.com> wrote:
>
> > Hmmmmm, this is a good one. No information at all
> > that I can find on
> > the web. Not about Cheery Chase Club, George
> > Everett Chase, nor
> > Yvonne Charlotte Richeleau. What town in Missouri
> > are you referring
> > to? I am from Missouri. I will keep looking and
> > see if I can come up
> > with anything for you. Can you tell us a bit more
> > about what is in
> > the booklet?
> >
> > Cheers,
> >
> > Jeffrey Chace
> >
> >
> > On Sun, 21 Nov 2004 07:16:46 -0800 (PST), Grant
> > Warren
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> > > Date: Sun, 21 Nov 2004 07:14:30 -0800 (PST)
> > > From: Grant Warren <hirules_house(a)yahoo.com>
> > > Subject: Cheery Chase Club for the Blind
> > > To: lclevers(a)bellsouth.net
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> > > To Whom it may concern,
> > > I just tried posting this message to the list,
> but
> > I'm
> > > not sure I did it right.
> > > I have in my posession a booklet commemorating
> the
> > > 10th anniversary of the Cheery Chase Club for
> the
> > > Blind. I've had the booklet for about 10 years.
>
> > In
> > > the front of the Booklet is black and white
> > photograph
> > > of a bunch of blind people wearing their best
> > clothes
> > > and of course all holding their white walking
> > canes.
> > > The book is full of quotes from these people
> > singing
> > > the praises of a Mr. George Everett Chase for
> > bringing
> > > meaning back into their lives, etc.
> > > The Way I came into posession of the book is
> that
> > > apparently a ms. Yvonne Charlotte Richeleau
> > received a
> > > copy of the book around the early 1900's. As
> far
> > as I
> > > can tell she was some sort of a famous model at
> > the
> > > time and must have been close friends with Mr
> and
> > Mrs.
> > > Chase. When Ms. Richeleau passed away, a lot of
> > her
> > > belongings were left to a family in the hills of
> > > Missouri. They passed down those belongings in
> > the
> > > family until they sold the house-and EVERYTHING
> IN
> > IT
> > > to my family. I am writing to find out who can
> > give
> > > me more information about the Cheery Chase club
> > for
> > > the blind, as well as Ms. Richeleau and her
> > > relationship to the Chase's as I have many of
> her
> > > other posessions as well, including personal
> > > correspondence between her and a Mr. and Mrs.
> > Governor
> > > Knight of California. Any information you have
> > will
> > > help. I've been searching for 10 years for
> > > information about all of this and your email
> list
> > is
> > > the first that I've found of any of this.
> > > God Bless,
> > > Grant Warren
> > >
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> >
>
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I am not connected, but know that the Chase name was fairly common in Alton and its environs in Hampshire in the 18th and 19th Centuries. The 1851 Census for Alton, which has been indexed, has 20 individuals with surname Chase. Unfortunately there were two Mary Chases aged 3, one with father Noah and other with father Elijah. You will need her birth certificate to establish which one. Please contact me direct if you want to take this any further.
Rgds
Resending as my mail won't seem to go thru!!! I re-subscribed but no notification as yet...!
Barb
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To: Chase-L(a)rootsweb.com
Sent: Saturday, November 20, 2004 12:12 AM
Subject: Visit To The Chase Homestead !!!
Hi Everyone,
Am really pressed for time as we are trying to get ready to go to FL.......but unforseeable circumstances are delaying our leave till probably after Thanksgiving.
Anyway, I wanted to tell the list that I FINALLY got to CHATHAM, NY , last wkend!!!!!!!!!!!! What a fantastic experience!!!! A photographer fr. NY City bought the place in abt '36 and restored it. He has since passed away, but his elderly w. survives him, and a son, his w. and a dt. His wife had called me this summer to let me know that they were selling the place as she is ........actually more of an invalid than I thought, as she needs MUCH help........, and also both the son and w. commute to Albany for work and church. They were the most gracious hosts.........!!!!!!!!!!!and showed us all around the home, inside and out........, the Rayville Cem. ,etc. It is a very quaint OLD town , Old Chatham.......! You would never find the place in a million yrs. It is at the end of 7 Bridges Rd. and there are 7 bridges...........then you finally come to Chasehill Rd.
You may remember he, the photographer, bought the place as a summer retreat, then after retiring, wrote a . book abt. it. They must have lived a fascinating life as he photographed, Eleanor Roosevelt, Gloria Vanderbilt, a ton of stars, etc. His wife was a beauty looking at a photograph when she was young......and that's how he met her. She came to be photographed.
The book has some "ghost stories" fr. the Chase house and other places BUT........., the son doesn't really believe that the dt. Mary, who d. of TB at 31, or anyone else, was or is a ghost there.......tho he does admit to some really STRANGE happenings! She, Mary, LOVED the place and this would not fit in as ghosts .........if there are any???????? LOL, don't come back to haunt the places they loved.........and she most certainly LOVED HER HOME THERE!!!!!!!........and her family!!!!!!! She also wrote a book..........which I recently got fr. the U of R library here. I learned MUCH abt the family fr. it. She wrote poems of all kinds.........and is said to have been able to recite them ALL fr. memory!!!!!!!! She was a supposed genius. Many letters are included! She also taught at the Albany Institute and was published in many magazines, etc. She and Phineas Gurney/Gurley were in love...! He taught at the place which was then a school, but wanted to be paid for preachi!
ng so moved on, but Mary was against Quaker ministers/preachers taking money for preaching, so did not marry him. He became A. Lincoln's preacher and was w/him when he died. Such a sad love story........but she was not UNHAPPY w/her decision and certainly...........! lived a FULL and happy altho short life. She accomplished soooooo much in her short lifetime!!!!!!!
Her bro., Cornelius, left Chatham and became Supertintendant of Schools for all of FL. I have some leads now in the FL area but haven't had time to research them. A John Terry Chase sent 2 1/2 boxes of family papers to the Library of Congress tho. Some showing how the family were involved in freeing the slaves. There are letters to all of the family including ones back to Stephen4) of the Wm, Wm, Joseph, Stephen line!!!!
Unfortunately, the burial ground on the 100 acre property is so covered w/growth, you just can't tell who is buried there. But, this MUST be where my Phebe is buried!!! It says in Mary's book that the family of 30........lived there!!! It's right near the Quaker Meeting house which has also been restored. We went to the Powell house which I thought housed Quaker records, but this is not the case. Guess everything is at Swarthmore College. But I did get another address fr. them. It was too late to go to the Quaker Meeting Hs.
I came home w/an autographed book by the w., an 1812 coin, and alot of other interesting stuff........! What she wrote was just so VERY NICE!!!!!!!!! I gave them the shortened Chase genealogy (abt. 25 pgs.), and w/send them the longer version once they have worked their way thru that......as it gets REALLY involved. They were sooooo very happy to have it. Now I have their email addys so can send them info. I also promised the Historian a copy and must do that! They say they feel like they have adopted the Chases.........and are part of the Chase family because of Mary. Unfortunately, most of the children d. young. The winters were COLD there!!!!!!!! Now, land that was once clear, is filled w/huge trees..........of course. The Chases owned it almost 200 yrs ago and actually built it. JUST SOOOOOO FASCINATING. I could actually see my father coming from these ancestors!
It certainly was quite an experience to say the least!!!!!!!
Cheers,
Barb
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To Whom it may concern,
I just tried posting this message to the list, but I'm
not sure I did it right.
I have in my posession a booklet commemorating the
10th anniversary of the Cheery Chase Club for the
Blind. I've had the booklet for about 10 years. In
the front of the Booklet is black and white photograph
of a bunch of blind people wearing their best clothes
and of course all holding their white walking canes.
The book is full of quotes from these people singing
the praises of a Mr. George Everett Chase for bringing
meaning back into their lives, etc.
The Way I came into posession of the book is that
apparently a ms. Yvonne Charlotte Richeleau received a
copy of the book around the early 1900's. As far as I
can tell she was some sort of a famous model at the
time and must have been close friends with Mr and Mrs.
Chase. When Ms. Richeleau passed away, a lot of her
belongings were left to a family in the hills of
Missouri. They passed down those belongings in the
family until they sold the house-and EVERYTHING IN IT
to my family. I am writing to find out who can give
me more information about the Cheery Chase club for
the blind, as well as Ms. Richeleau and her
relationship to the Chase's as I have many of her
other posessions as well, including personal
correspondence between her and a Mr. and Mrs. Governor
Knight of California. Any information you have will
help. I've been searching for 10 years for
information about all of this and your email list is
the first that I've found of any of this.
God Bless,
Grant Warren
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Hello All,
I thought I would pass on a nifty website I just ran across. It's
called A Very Grave Matter and has listings of graves and pictures of
tombstones from New England. There seem to be quite a few Chases listed
there.
http://www.gravematter.com
Cheers,
Jeffrey Chace
http://www.chace.demon.nl
The name Nantucket comes from the Indian word Natocket which means faraway land.
D Caslin <caslin(a)winco.net> wrote:Actually I think Nantuckett is the Indian name of the island....but I like
your story. :0)
Kathy Caslin caslin(a)winco.net
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Herman Chase married a Clarissa Something probably c1820; they had 3
children at least, Ira F. CHASE, born c 1825, and 2 daughters, but I
can't make out their initials in the 1850 Grafton Co., NH census. They
were born in 1826 and 1831. I'm trying to find both Herman's and Ira's
marriage records. I think Ira married Emily BACON, but not sure. Also,
would like to find out more on these 2 daughters.
Does anyone know anything about this family? Any help appreciated;
willing to share. Thank you! Pam in TN
Just seeing if Rootsweb got us back online or not. Seems They had a server that went down and many list were on the server (most of the ones I manage <groan>)
Ok fingers cross it's working now...
Lisa Cleversey Martin
Hello All,
My old email address is working again, but the gmail address I gave last
week will continue to be a good way to contact me.
Samuel L. Chase was born 9 October 1834 in Philadelphia, PA. He married
Helen Marsh Larkin 24 September 1854. He died 12 May 1896 in Wisconsin.
Samuel's father was George Chase, a master carpenter from Philadelphia.
Does anyone know anything more about George Chase? His wife, father,
mother, grandparents?
Thanks,
Jeffrey Chace
http://www.chace.demon.nl