Thursday, August 27, 2009

From Highworth, England to Beaver, Utah - Quite a Journey


The love of a good book was instilled in me very early in life. Richard and Elizabeth’s great-granddaughter was Marjorie Wilson Kitchen (born June 30, 1908; daughter of Alfred Raymond Wilson and Emma Jane Bingham) and was my maternal grandmother. After losing her husband to a cerebral hemorrhage on July 3, 1953, Marjorie found herself needing employment. After returning to school to brush up on some skills and after a short time working for the Red Cross, Marjorie was hired by Provo City as a librarian.

I remember climbing down the steep, cement stairs where the children’s library was located to pick Grandma Kitchen up from work. She didn’t drive and walked to work every day. The musty smell of the books permeated the room. The long skinny drawers of the card catalog were very fun to pull out as long as you didn’t pull too hard. We’d watch Grandma finish checking out books, marking the date due with a unique date stamp hooked to the end of a pencil. Picking Grandma up from work was not a daily occurrence as we lived 50 miles away but I remember the excitement as we entered the doors of the library.

Learning to love books is a lifetime process but for me, learning to love the library was easy. So when the “Barnes-Merchant puzzle” presented itself, I naturally thought about going to the library to find out more. The library I thought of is not your typical library. The world famous Family History Library of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-Day Saints is only 20 minutes from my house and I’d been there several times. I was quite confident that I could find factual information to help piece together this puzzle.

I determined a time to initiate the factual search when Jayne was in town. We had a short hour to begin the treasure hunt. We did find some books about Australia and the Australian Agricultural Company. One book contained the ship log of the journey to Australia which Elizabeth took with her father and brothers. To actually see their names was very rewarding. My love for non-fiction books grew exponentially that day.

On my next visit to the library, I decided to try and find out more about Elizabeth’s birthplace – Highworth, Wiltshire, England. Knowing the library has a whole floor for the British Isles, I was pretty sure I could find what I was looking for. A kind woman volunteer, about 70 years old, met me as I got off the elevator. She questioned me about what I was looking for and I described Elizabeth Barnes and my interest in her. She suggested I first determine if this Elizabeth Barnes and her birth date are the right ones. In my mind, I chuckled…of course, it’s the right one. This very knowledgeable woman helped me search out the possibility of a mistake, showing me that about 12 Elizabeth Barnes existed during a certain time frame in this location. I very easily could have made a mistake. We determined I did have the right name and date. I need to do the same with Richard, I guess. Whew!

Then she showed me how to find the parish register and the bishop's transcripts for the Wiltshire area. Most of those are on microfilm but I got the numbers. I decided to save that for another day. She told me the bishop's transcripts were birth, christening, and death records which the bishops of the Anglican Church turned in on a yearly basis and are a good source of information. They have a scanning copy machine to scan microfilm and save it to a jumpdrive.

She took me over to the giant map books and showed me how to find a location, such as Highworth and Faringdon (Farrington). We used the Index to the Gazetteer. We found Highworth in Wiltshire and Faringdon in Berkshire and concluded they were about nine miles apart. Finding Richard and Elizabeth’s birth records on the microfilm would be very helpful to verify the possibility of them living so close together in their younger years.

She helped me find "A History of Highworth" pt.2 written by the Highworth Historical Society which was a tremendous find. It had just what I wanted - a description of what the Highworth area was like when she was born. It had some great old photos also. I made as many copies as time permitted.

Grandma Kitchen passed on a great lesson…one can find much joy in a library! by Karen

To be continued….

Friday, August 21, 2009

Starting the Puzzle - Turning Over the First Pieces


I had never really thought much about family history until returning home from a summer trip to Australia. There was a family story of a relative from Australia who had immigrated to America, leaving behind a husband who jumped ship because he wasn't allowed to smoke. Nancy, a friend and co-teacher from my school (who also happens to be a fourth cousin) had jokingly encouraged me to do some family research while on my vacation. The seed was planted.

As I traveled around Australia I became fascinated by the beauty of the country. From Sydney to Tasmania...to the Outback and Caines...I remember thinking, "This is a place that I could live and be happy." On the long plane ride home I began to wonder about the story of this woman and her smoking husband. Who were they? Where did they live? Did the husband really jump ship and "swim a mile to shore" or was this just a story that had been passed down through the ages?

Upon arriving back home in St. George, Utah, I pulled out the family book that Nancy had given me. It said that Caroline Merchant had sailed to America in 1856. I casually typed the words "Caroline Merchant" into a google search. Hmmm...interesting....I almost instantly found that Caroline had sailed to America, BUT...She was the daughter of the man who had stayed behind. Elizabeth Barnes (Merchant) was the name of the woman I was looking for. "Why was the name 'Merchant' in parenthesis", I asked myself. The questions were becoming more complex. It also said that this mystery woman was buried in Beaver, Utah. I had never heard of any family members that were buried in Beaver, Utah.

On the way to Salt Lake that weekend I had this urge to pull off in Beaver. I had no idea where I was going or what I was doing (because I never stop in Beaver). I turned up a side street and decided to stop at a cool, old, historical-looking building to see if they could tell me where the cemetery was. Two older looking women saw me pull up and met me at the top of the stairs. "What can we help you with?" they asked in unison. I told them I was looking for an ancestor named Elizabeth Barnes, thinking that they could point the way to the cemetery. "Ohhhh....", they said in unison again, and herded me into a room full of old antiques and artifacts. They opened up a drawer and pulled out an old paper. None of us could read the writing on the paper because it was so tiny and there were hundreds of names on it. Finally, one of them spotted an E.S. Barnes on the list of names. It had a corresponding cemetery plot number and a UK next to it. They told me that the plot was among the first buried in the cemetery and matched the time period we were looking for.

After spending an hour or so talking with the women about Beaver's history, I drove to the cemetery in search of the plot that held E.S. Barnes. The Cemetery was a beautiful and peaceful place with a lot of big trees and a canal flowing along the western boundary. I was startled to find that the western boundary was lined with crude-looking cinder cement markers that had the word UNKNOWN etched into them. Elizabeth's plot was marked with one of them. The questions in my head began to swirl. Why was my Great Great Great Grandmother buried in an unknown grave? - Jayne

To be continued.....

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

Putting Together the Family Puzzle

This blog was created to help piece together a family puzzle. The pieces of this puzzle include several continents, a few centuries and many people. The main puzzle pieces are Elizabeth Barnes (born 9th June 1805 at Highworth, Wiltshire, England) and Richard Merchant (born 3rd July 1800 at Farrington, Berkshire, England).

After visiting Australia during June 2009, my sister decided to find out more about her great-great-great Grandmother, Elizabeth Barnes and great-great-great Grandfather, Richard Merchant. Bits and pieces were gathered from family members, both in the USA and Australia. The internet became a vital link with "long lost cousins". Excitement grew about this family and their decisions in life. History became alive for us!

During the past several days, we discussed starting a blog to help gather, document and share information about this family. Our ultimate goal is to publish a history with facts and stories about Elizabeth and Richard. Though we realize the puzzle may never be completely finished, our hope is that this blog will be the beginning.

We hope to have weekly posts. Your comments are appreciated.