We felt that shift the year we put in the new large window in the livingroom and added a storm door out front. It really does stay that way all winter too! :-)
Quiet day. Mostly doing some followup (well, a LOT) on the new ancestress my sister discovered. She's been sort of an icon in the family (the Indian Grandmother), never identified by name before. Evidently my mom told one of my brothers that we had an Indian Princess in our background. Well if being the daughter of a very important chief makes you a Princess, then yup.
Interestingly, he *wasn't* Native. He was born in Montreal, and captured by the Mohawks (I assume) as a child, and just stayed with them. He married a Cayuga woman, and became the Iroquois "governor" in PA. He named (last name) at least three of his children after the Quaker "governor" that he dealt with -- Logan. My GGGG Grandmother, Ann Shikellamy Logan married a Col Gibson. Her brother, James Logan became a war chief in the Mingos and a great peace leader, until his family, including my grandmother was killed at the Yellow Creek Massacre. Which was in WV. The only survivor of that Massacre was my GGG Grandmother, Polly Gibson. Interestingly, her husband Col. John Gibson had been captured by Indians, and adopted, and so survived. . . .
Logan's Lament. . . . "I appeal to any white man to say, if ever he entered Logan's cabin hungry, and he gave him not meat: if ever he came cold and naked, and he cloathed him not. During the course of the last long and bloody war Logan remained idle in his cabin, an advocate for peace. Such was my love for the whites, that my countrymen pointed as they passed, and said, `Logan is the friend of white man.' l had even thought to have lived with you, but for the injuries of one man. Colonel Cresap, the last spring, in cold blood, and unprovoked, murdered all the relations of Logan, not even sparing my women and children. There runs not a drop of my blood in the veins of any living creature. This called on me for revenge. I have sought it: I have killed many: I have fully glutted my vengeance: for my country I rejoice at the beams of peace. But do not harbour a thought that mine is the joy of fear. Logan never felt fear. He will not turn on his heel to save his life. Who is there to mourn for Logan?--Not one."
Got a picture of my GGGGG Grandfather, Shikellamy: http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/f/fe/Oneida_Chieftain_Shikellamy_by_Anonymous.jpg Looking mighty dark for a Frenchman, lol! And a pic of a bronze statue. http://i.pbase.com/o5/27/282227/1/69452411.AZNHbTHr.IMG_6866_PA_720ni.jpg And Chief Logan. my GGGG Uncle: http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/5/5e/Logan_8547.JPG Never been related before to peeps as had statues made of 'em. . . .
Realized it may not have been the Mohawks, though they're the tribe around Montreal. May be that it was the Oneidas, which is the tribe he ended up in. Bear Clan. Which might explain my since of kinship with bears, lol! His wife was Cayuga, Turtle Clan. When I was at the Six Nations Reserve in 2007. we went to a Native gift shop. And the only thing I bought, or wanted, was a pair of sterling sliver turtles. Which are still the earrings I wear the most.
Sadly, not yet. I've had a cold--maybe several of them--since I left the hospital--so it's hard to know if the iron supplements are doing anything yet.
I love thinking of you being really Canadian! Cool
I must have told you the story of Mother Philip doing an archaeological dig on her order's property in Bethlehem, CT and finding two pieces of something that fit together...from the Paleo era...? I sent her a pair of turtles which had little magents in them, so that in her pocket they would fit together. She was a Benedictine, and kept them in her habit pocket!
The Doc is most firsty!
ReplyDelete"Warm" overnighter, lol!, just at freezing. Boy is the new insulation/tightening working well: it was 65ยบ when I came down this morning.
That's marvelous!!
ReplyDeleteWe felt that shift the year we put in the new large window in the livingroom and added a storm door out front. It really does stay that way all winter too! :-)
The neighbour one house over sold her house yesterday, closing is the 15th. This could be good.
ReplyDeleteThe latest on Brady
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Whew!
ReplyDeleteLol! Just noticed the whew in the URL.
ReplyDeleteYikes! Sooo glad he's okay! Are you okay yet? ♥
ReplyDeleteQuiet day. Mostly doing some followup (well, a LOT) on the new ancestress my sister discovered. She's been sort of an icon in the family (the Indian Grandmother), never identified by name before. Evidently my mom told one of my brothers that we had an Indian Princess in our background. Well if being the daughter of a very important chief makes you a Princess, then yup.
ReplyDeleteInterestingly, he *wasn't* Native. He was born in Montreal, and captured by the Mohawks (I assume) as a child, and just stayed with them. He married a Cayuga woman, and became the Iroquois "governor" in PA. He named (last name) at least three of his children after the Quaker "governor" that he dealt with -- Logan. My GGGG Grandmother, Ann Shikellamy Logan married a Col Gibson. Her brother, James Logan became a war chief in the Mingos and a great peace leader, until his family, including my grandmother was killed at the Yellow Creek Massacre. Which was in WV.
The only survivor of that Massacre was my GGG Grandmother, Polly Gibson. Interestingly, her husband Col. John Gibson had been captured by Indians, and adopted, and so survived. . . .
Logan's Lament. . . .
"I appeal to any white man to say, if ever he entered Logan's cabin hungry, and he gave him not meat: if ever he came cold and naked, and he cloathed him not. During the course of the last long and bloody war Logan remained idle in his cabin, an advocate for peace. Such was my love for the whites, that my countrymen pointed as they passed, and said, `Logan is the friend of white man.' l had even thought to have lived with you, but for the injuries of one man. Colonel Cresap, the last spring, in cold blood, and unprovoked, murdered all the relations of Logan, not even sparing my women and children. There runs not a drop of my blood in the veins of any living creature. This called on me for revenge. I have sought it: I have killed many: I have fully glutted my vengeance: for my country I rejoice at the beams of peace. But do not harbour a thought that mine is the joy of fear. Logan never felt fear. He will not turn on his heel to save his life. Who is there to mourn for Logan?--Not one."
Got a picture of my GGGGG Grandfather, Shikellamy:
http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/f/fe/Oneida_Chieftain_Shikellamy_by_Anonymous.jpg
Looking mighty dark for a Frenchman, lol! And a pic of a bronze statue.
http://i.pbase.com/o5/27/282227/1/69452411.AZNHbTHr.IMG_6866_PA_720ni.jpg
And Chief Logan. my GGGG Uncle:
http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/5/5e/Logan_8547.JPG
Never been related before to peeps as had statues made of 'em. . . .
Realized it may not have been the Mohawks, though they're the tribe around Montreal. May be that it was the Oneidas, which is the tribe he ended up in. Bear Clan. Which might explain my since of kinship with bears, lol! His wife was Cayuga, Turtle Clan. When I was at the Six Nations Reserve in 2007. we went to a Native gift shop. And the only thing I bought, or wanted, was a pair of sterling sliver turtles. Which are still the earrings I wear the most.
ReplyDeleteSadly, not yet. I've had a cold--maybe several of them--since I left the hospital--so it's hard to know if the iron supplements are doing anything yet.
ReplyDeleteThrilling!!
ReplyDeleteAnd sure you were related to 'em before. You just didn't know it. ;-)
I love thinking of you being really Canadian! Cool
ReplyDeleteI must have told you the story of Mother Philip doing an archaeological dig on her order's property in Bethlehem, CT and finding two pieces of something that fit together...from the Paleo era...? I sent her a pair of turtles which had little magents in them, so that in her pocket they would fit together. She was a Benedictine, and kept them in her habit pocket!