Week #12 Theme is Membership

John McCool's Church Membership I have collected much information about my husband's, Great Grandfather, John McCool. As we followed the timeline of his family, we find the church as a constant in his life. John was the grandson of Irish immigrants, John Calvin McCool and Mary Cunningham, who arrived in Allegheny County, Pennsylvania in the early 1800s. Their first association with the Reformed Presbyterian Church of Deer Creek in that county, was about 1811. The minister of that congregation, James McConnell, was also an Irish immigrant. They may have come to America from the same part of Northern Ireland. The following are some quotes from various essays I've found about that congregation. In 1802, Robert Porter and others organized the Deer Creek Associate Reformed Church and began the long tradition of service to our Lord Jesus Christ. In the early 1800s, services were held outside or in homes . People came from miles around to worship at the open-air pulpit, sitting on logs or on the ground, with worship services often lasting all day. In 1811, the Rev. James McConnell, fresh from Ireland, was called as the first pastor. During Rev. McConnell's tenure, a log church was built in 1817. The first brick structure was erected in the middle of the cemetery in 1834. Two sons of the immigrant, John Calvin McCool, were James Robert and William. They were members of the Reformed Presbyterian Church. James R. and his family followed brother, William, to Iowa. The towns of Le Claire and Princeton were on the Mississippi, just above Davenport, Iowa, ferryboat ride from Rockport, IL. The following is quoted from the church history in Le Claire, Iowa. “When the pioneers came to this area, family and friends tended to travel together and settle near each other. So it was in 1840's a little band of Associate Reformed Church members left their homes at Deer Creek, near Butler, PA., and arrived in Berlin, now a part of Le Claire, Iowa. {We believe their route was on a steamboat on the Monongahela, Ohio, and Mississippi Rivers.} They homesteaded on the open prairie west of Le Claire near what we know as Argo. The first church services were in the log cabins of James McConnell, about 1 3/4 miles straight east of our present church. They later met in other cabins and the Parkhurst and Campbell schoolhouses in Le Claire township. They brought their own benches for sitting through the long services, because you see, there were 12 adults and all their children and that would tax any cabin. The meetings were called "The Society" and were held on the Sabbath Day. The services consisted of singing a Psalm (no musical instruments were permitted in the church until 1906), reading God's word, and prayers. These services were very lengthy. After the Psalm’s explanation, there was a sermon, then a thirty-minute intermission and another service containing a sermon. If any member left during intermission, they were classified as "lukewarm Christians". The Sabbath ended by the study of the catechism in their homes.” In 1849 James McConnell built a new barn where on May 21, 1849, nine adults met and were formally organized as an Associated Reformed Congregation under the Presbyterian Church. These members were William Jamison and his wife Martha, their daughter Martha Ann Jamison, James McConnell and his wife Mary, William McCool and his wife Lydia, William Stark and his wife Sarah. On May 26, 1849, three members were added: Andrew Jackson Jamison, his wife Elizabeth, and his brother John Jamison. These comprised the 12 charter members." Eloise Kiedrich, 2001 Most of the above named members were related in some way and had traveled together from Pennsylvania. Some may have come together all the way from Ireland. Gerry's Gt Grandfather, John McCool, son of James R., was born in Pennsylvania in 1843, and would have been a small child when the group traveled west. He grew up as an active member of the church described above. In 1861 he and many young men of that congregation joined the Union Army, and were involved in major battles, mainly in Tennessee and Mississippi. He returned home in 1864 and volunteered to "run the mail" to the areas near Deadwood, South Dakota... a dangerous area. But by 1868, he came back to Iowa and married Anna Rosalie Powell. At that time the railroad had been opened to Nebraska and land was there to claim. So by 1872, the McCools and several other church families traveled together to the area near Kearney and claimed their homesteads. The first official church organized in the area of Cedar Township, Nebraska, was the United Presbyterian. It was organized in John McCool's sod house by Rev. David Inches of North Bend, Neb., on December 20, 1882. The charter members were: John McCool, Mrs. Rose Ann McCool, James E. Miller, Mrs. Ann J. Miller and George W. Duncan." - Buffalo County History Book (Photo below is a sod house in Nebraska, not that of John McCool.) The concept of membership was the "glue" that caused these believers to bond together even as they crossed the new country at least twice (possibly even from the homeland in Ireland.) Membership in the body of Christ. Membership of an extended family. Membership in a traveling group. And Membership as citizens of a new land.

The Luck of the Irish

My Irish immigrant family brought the Luck of the Irish with them. Maybe 8 year old Mary McGill had a lucky penny in her shoe when she came from Ireland to Canada in the early 1800s. Her life was hard; her husband, Patrick, who was 30 years her senior, worked in the timbers or building the canal. But the records show that at least they had a house, as opposed to the neighbors who lived in wooden shanties. When Mary was widowed, with 3 young children, she was lucky to join a group who made their way west to the United States. In Iowa City, although she was ill, Mary was lucky again, to find a man who would help her write a will, making sure her children were cared for. My Gt Grandfather, Daniel Patrick McGill, was her youngest child, age 5, when she died. The Shafer family, who fostered Daniel, were childless but raised him as their own and even sent him to the University. The foster father and mother just "happened" to be related to Eva Frost, who was eventually married to Daniel Patrick. There was illness during those years in Iowa, but Daniel was lucky to survive. Sadly, his sister, Bridget, brother, John, John's wife, and one baby died. One of Daniel's nephews remained, and that lucky boy was fostered by Daniel and Eva. Years later, after the family moved to western Iowa, Daniel was lucky enough to see a flyer that told of land opening for homesteads in Oklahoma Territory. In 1889, he made his way to Arkansas City, Kansas, and boarded a train for the new frontier. Daniel, and 3 other pioneers, jumped from the train, and set off west across the prairie. As luck would have it, they came to a place where 4 quarter sections were marked with stakes. Since McGill was the only one who had a large family, he was the lucky one chosen to claim the land with the best source of water. His family, including my grandmother, age 8, came from Iowa by covered wagon to join him on the homestead. And here I am, one of the lucky descendants to come from this family, and lucky to have that story preserved for more than 200 years after little Mary McGill crossed the Atlantic. The picture above is of Daniel P. (seated) and Eva McGill (standing center) and their family on the homestead west of Edmond, Oklahoma. This land is still pasture land and the pond is still there.

52 Ancestors in 52 Weeks. Week #10 Theme - Translation.

This subject had me stumped. I wasn't going to post as I haven't had any research that needed to be translated. So far, all our ancestors have been in English speaking countries. Then I realized... If it hadn't been for a translation, our family tree would have been very different. 6th Gt Grandfather, John Griffin, hailed from Wales before arriving in the colonies in about 1635. There is a possibility that John's ancestors' Welsh name was Pengruffwnd. I'm unable to find proof of this, or any proof of the timeline when John's name became Griffin. But I'm very happy that it was changed. And I'm sure that all the young men among his descendants, who carry Griffin as their first name today, would be very happy too.