Have you utilized newspapers in your research?

In my previous post, I found Charlie Humphreys.  Among the 14 ancestors that I found that day, was a young lady named Millicent Price.  An older relative mentioned that she remembered talk that there was some sort of ‘scandal’ involved with her.

I had her birth and death dates from the tombstone at Cotton Cemetery.  I wrote to the Kankakee Illinois County Clerk, where the death probably occurred.  No death certificate was found.  I tried to find her in Wales, where she would have been born.  No luck.  At this point, I decided to see if the newspapers had anything regarding Millie’s death.

The Kankakee Daily Gazette[i], Saturday, November 5, 1898, provided the additional information that I was looking for, but was not really prepared to find:

The article opens with “Despondent over the prospects of a separation from her lover, Millicent Price, the 17-year old daughter of a coal miner at Clarke City, drank carbolic acid Thursday night and died a half hour later suffering intense agony.”

The article goes on to state that Millicent Price was a “bright and attractive miss, well thought of in the community”.  She had become involved with a young coal miner, Robert Cullen and her parents had objected to the relationship.  The two continued to defy her parents’ request, until one day, Robert told her that he had decided to heed her parents’ wishes and end the relationship.  She was so upset, she drank an ounce of carbolic acid that her father, Jack Price, had in the house for medicinal purposes.  She died 30 minutes later.

Without the newspaper article, all I would have is the tombstone picture that gives her birth and death dates.  Not a very good picture of her life at all.  Instead, I can picture a teenager, fighting with her parents about seeing a boy – afterall, I was a teenage girl once, too.  The only difference is Millie took it to a whole new level.

It was not a scandal after all, but more like a family tragedy.

I find that going to the places that the ancestor lived, researching newspapers, writing down any stories that were passed down, etc. has really helped me to get a better picture of how they lived.  I urge you to do the same.  Investigate and research newspapers that were in circulation during your ancestors’ lives.  It takes them from being names and dates on a page to being human.

 


[i]  “Young Woman’s Suicide,” Daily Gazette (Kankakee, Illinois), 5 November 1898, p.3, col. 7.

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Charlie!!!!! Where are you???!!!???

Note to Self:  Cemeteries are your genealogical friend.

With the holidays and all the family gatherings, I couldn’t help but think of all the folks that have passed and weren’t with us this holiday season.

It also reminded me of how I first really got the ‘genealogy’ bug, years ago…

As I was just starting out and putting together my initial information, I called an older cousin to see what she knew about the family.  To my disappointment, she told me she didn’t remember much – she wasn’t all that interested in that stuff growing up.  I wasn’t going to be brushed off – I continued to talk.  At one point I asked her if she knew where any of our family was buried.  “All I know is that Charlie Humphreys is buried down in Cotton Hill.”

I researched and I found that there was indeed a Cotton cemetery about an hour and a half away.  I recruited my mother.  Off we went on a Saturday morning, Gazetteer and camera in hand.  We found the cemetery, which had been neglected a bit and was in a residential area.  It is a fairly small cemetery; maybe the size of two house lots.

cottoncemetery

My mother gets out of the car and starts with the first stone: “Costigan.  Ann Costigan.” “What are you doing?” I asked her.  “That’s going to take forever!  You don’t know how to do this.”  I was now acting cocky and taunting her.  I then told her to watch me; I’ll show her how it’s done.

“Char-lie!!! Char-lie!!! Where are yooooooou?” I began yelling as I started running all over this small cemetery.  I must have looked like I was having a fit of some sort.  My mother tried to hush me so that the neighbors wouldn’t be scared and call the police.

I finally stopped, looked down, and had a heart attack, for Charlie heard my call.

Cotton Cemetery Humphreys Tombstone

I found 14 ancestors in that little cemetery that day.  What an emotional high!

And so the passion began.

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