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Tuesday, May 8, 2018

Sue Henry Michel Taliaferro Death Announcement (1940)

[Sue Henry Michel Taliaferro death announcement in newspaper, Washington, D.C., March 1940.

Many thanks to William Myers, Mary Davy, Sally Young and Sue Davis for their ongoing research collaboration; specifically to William for providing a scan of the original document, and in turn many thanks to Peter Johnston Binckley and Patricia D'Arcy "Trish" Binckley (1951-2007), at the source.]


[----]liaferro [...]buried [To]morrow
Native of Virginia, Member of Old Family, Dies Here at 94

The funeral of Mrs. Sue Henry Michel Taliaferro, 94, resident of Washington for more than 50 years and a member of an old Virginia family, will be at 2 p.m. tomorrow at All Souls Memorial Church, Cathedral and Connecticut avenues northwest.

Mrs. Taliaferro died Friday at her home, 4707 Fourth street northwest. Mrs. Taliaferro was the daughter of Harvey Michel and Jane Johnston Michel, the latter a sister of Gen. Joseph E. Johnston of the Confederate Army. With them she moved here in her infancy. In later life she frequently recalled for her friends events before and during the Civil War. 

Mrs. Taliaferro was the widow of William Meade Taliaferro, of Amherst County, Va. After his death, she was employed for more than 30 years in the Treasury Department, retiring a number of years ago.

Surviving are a son, Bennet Crawford Taliaferro, and a daughter, Mrs. Herbert Augustine Smith, both of Washington.

[Sue Henry Mitchell/Michel Taliaferro (September 15, 1845-March 15, 1940).
Harvey Michel = Harvey Mitchell/Michel (1799-1866) and Jane Mary Wood Johnston Mitchell/Michel (1811-1892).
Joseph Eggleston Johnston (1807-1891).
William Meade Taliaferro (1840-1913). In fact, he was self-exiled to a soldier's home in Richmond, suffering from post-traumatic stress and related comorbidities; she began working as a clerk many years before his death by suicide.
Bennet Crawford Taliaferro (1868-1943). 
Mrs. Herbert Augustine Smith = Lilian Johnston Taliaferro Conway (1877-1965), married to Smith (1866-1944) at the time.] 

Friday, April 27, 2018

Mary Louisa Michel Binckley to Charlotte Stocker Binckley, December 14, 1862

[Mary Louisa/Louise Mitchell/Michel Binckley at Washington [City] to Charlotte Stocker Binckley at [Burlington(?), Iowa], December 14, 1862.  Paragraph breaks added for easier reading.

Many thanks to William Myers, Mary Davy, Sally Young and Sue Davis for their ongoing research collaboration; specifically to William for providing scans of the original document, and in turn many thanks to Peter Johnston Binckley and Patricia D'Arcy "Trish" Binckley (1951-2007), at the source.]


                                                           Washington Dec. 14th 1862
My dear mother Binckley

Your most welcome letter was duly received, and the only regret it caused was that you should [not] have thought for an instant that I would allow myself to be hurt by your seeming neglect. No, I know too well how difficult it is for you to write now, and am thankful that you can, and do have the patience to accomplish even an occasional letter. So do not I beg of you, allow that idea to trouble you again, but just write when you feel like it, and be assured I will wait patiently, and receive any thing from your pen gladly.  

It has been so long since I wrote, and I have so many things to talk of, I scarcely know where to begin. Mother had been gone only two weeks and I was just beginning to get the house straight, and myself a little used to housekeeper's harness, when poor little Rosalie made her appearance, at least a month sooner than I had expected. I was alarmed at first, thinking that the unusual exertions I had made after mother went had injured me, but the Doctor assured me every thing was right, and Milton was so glad it was all safely over, that I was glad myself finally.

Of my troubles during the last two months it is useless to speak now. I think they are pretty much over now and I do hope brighter days are in store for us. Milton has recovered entirely from the severe spell he had when baby was about a month old.

Baby herself is not so cross, does no cry so continually, and I myself am pretty well now. The violent cold and cough I had when I first left my room has left me entirely, with neuralgia to be sure, but that you know one gets used to. 

I have got the house straight at last for the winter do begin to feel as if I could draw a fine breath. Our winter had begin unusually soon -- we have had two snows already and one very cold spell the last week in November. I am sorry for it not only because I dislike cold weather, but fuel is so high this season that fire is a heavy items of expense. 

This is a hard winter for us, but when I think of our family still entirely in the midst of this terrible war which is making so many widows and orphans I must confess that our trials are comparatively easy to bear. Lately especially I have had peculiar cause for thankfulness. The house where mother and Sue were boarding, a fine old-fashioned place, took fire Thanksgiving night and burnt to the ground, and Sue and mother both made narrow escapes. 

Sue had not gone to sleep as early as usual and as the fire broke out just over her room, she would have been surrounded by flames and suffocated if she had gone to bed at the usual time. Poor Susie! Mother says she did behave so well, showed the self possession and energy of a woman and managed to save nearly all their clothes, besides many things belonging to the family. Mother was trying to save things upstairs when the stairway caught, and she just did escape

It fills me with horror to think of that night. Poor mother lost a chest packed with all her old relics, mementoes of the past -- old books, drawings, letters, in short every thing of that kind that she valued on earth, and I know what a trial it has been to her by the grief it has caused me. 

They are living now in an old uninhabited house in the neighborhood, but it is cold and comfortless and [they] hope soon to be able to fix up the old house father bought and go with that. I expect mother will write to you soon, when she feels a little more settled, and can get together some writing materials. Every thing of that kind was burnt.

Father is going down to see them for a few days Christmas principally to take down various things which they are in need of. I will have to spend at least two days this week shopping for the Moores and mother, for you know some things are more trouble to get large ones.

I was so disappointed last week. Mr. Field had been trying to get leave of absence to make a visit to his family in Burlington, and for some days thought he could. I was going down [the] street to take my Christmas treat in fixing up a little box to send you by him, when he announced he had been refused leave. Saturday evening he did get leave, but too late for me to do anything, and I had to let him go without one thing for you, knowing too that my only chance was gone for we cannot afford the expenses this year.

[D]ear mother, will you accept from me as the only substitute I can offer, the first money I earned by working a pair of shoulder-straps? I consecrated it to you as I worked, and hope you will get with it some little thing for your own personal use or gratification. I only wish it could be multiplied a thousand times, so that we could transport you to our own fireside.

If we could have you and brother George here it would be Christmas indeed -- my own family have all left me, I cannot have my husband with me, and the social season will be lonely and saddened.

I heard from Willie not long ago through a lady who had just come on -- he was doing well and in better health than he had been for years. All our relations, as far as we can hear are well.

As for news here, I can give you but little; I have not visited, or gone out except on business for months.

Katy Ridgely came by in the carriage 3 months ago to show me her baby -- a fine boy, some six weeks old then. She herself looked badly, had lost her hair and was evidently worsted.

Susie[?] and Mary are well but much occupied -- Mary by constant company, and Susie[?] by nursing first Mary, who had hooping-cough badly in the fall, and now old Mrs. Cromwell who is sick constantly. Emma's bad health makes her of little service.

I suppose Milton wrote to you that we had heard of Erskine Stuart's folks. They had come into possession of the property left Mrs. Stuart* and were in Richmond living in style, and Fannie to be married soon. All were well. I haven't heard from the Alexandria Stuarts. 

I will have to stop . . . baby is crying for me, and I have to keep Nellie in my sight continually or she is in some mischief -- her last exploit was to get the scissors, hide under the table and cut all the hair off one side of her head! [I]t curled so prettily too. I took a good cry.  Good bye
                                                                                             In haste
                                                                                                Lou

[John Milton Binckley (circa 1831-1878).
Mary Louisa Mitchell/Michel Binckley (1838-1930).  Children up to that time:  Ellen / Nellie / Nella (Fontaine) Binckley (1860-1951), Rosalie Binckley (October 1862-June 1864). 
Mother Binckley = Charlotte Stocker Binckley (1788-1877).

Mother = Jane Mary Wood Johnston Mitchell/Michel (1811-1892).
Father = Harvey Mitchell/Michel (1799-1866).
Sue = Sue Henry Mitchell/Michel (1845-1940).
Willie = William Manning Mitchell/Michel (1839-1908).
George = George Michael Binckley (1828-1885). 
*Frances "Fannie" Elizabeth Glenn Stewart (1825-1913) – wife of James Erskine Stewart (1814-1890), who served as law clerk with the US Department of the Interior, 1852-1861; Frances “Fannie” Stewart (ca. 1845-?) was their daughter.]

Sunday, April 22, 2018

Mary Louisa Michel Journal, June 26-28, 1849


[Mary Louisa Michel Journal, June 26-June 28, 1849, near Weverton, Maryland. Age: eleven. Additional paragraph breaks inserted for easier reading.

Many thanks to William Myers, Mary Davy, Sally Young and Sue Davis for their ongoing research collaboration; specifically to William for providing scans of the original document, and in turn many thanks to Peter Johnston Binckley and Patricia D'Arcy "Trish" Binckley (1951-2007), at the source.]    

June 26. This morning after father went up to the Ferry, promising to come back a little earlier than usual and join us at Mrs. Cushion[‘]s. After breakfast I cleaned up the house. I wrote my journal got my French lesson, and said it and my history, and sewed some before dinner. [D]irectly after dinner we dressed and soon were on our way. Soon after our arrival Mrs. Cushion & Miss Mary took us up stairs to show mother a quilt that she wanted laid off to quilt: mother said that she would do it. Mrs. Cushion also showed us her quilts and home made bed covers. She had more than
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any body that I ever saw.  A little while before supper father came and soon after we ate supper, after which we looked at the garden. We sat out in the yard chatting, a little while and then walked home.

June 27.  This morning, father went down to Weverton to bring up his painting materials and as he wanted some help he took me with him. When we got down there, we found that they had not eaten breakfast ar Mr. Wever[‘]s; I did not sit down to the table, though they wanted me to do so, but Mrs. Wever gave me a nice saucer of raspberries and milk. Father got to reading and I walked into the garden and looked at the flowers: in about half an hour we started home, and had a very warm walk. Arrived at home father began painting Aunt Estelle’s portrait; and I, sewing a bonnet for Lucy who was very busy, and had to go to the harvest field in the evening, it kept me busy until evening and then I carried it to her: she then showed Willie and me where to get raspberries and helped us to gather: we got a quart and had them for supper.

June 28. Well, I think that a journal is a very silly thing, unless the person is travelling in a foreign country, for then, if well written, it would be interesting to those who had never been in foreign parts. However, on the 28th of June 1849 I was not well; I had a dull headache, and a sort of weakness, produced by the warm weather: after cleaning up, and writing my journal I laid down and tried to go to sleep, but soon got up again on hearing Mrs. Cushion come in at the gate.

I forgot to tell you that mother had taken Mrs. Cushion[‘]s quilt home with her to lay off; but one square was not sewed in and Mrs. B came over this morning to sew it in. Sue had not been here long when I went up stairs and lay down again. This time I went to sleep and slept till after dinner. After I waked Willie and I made a little mat of plantain leaves stalks and then I read some to mother.

Late in the evening I made up the fire swept up and set the table, and as usual ate my supper out on the grass. The oleander . . . almost open, so is La Pactale and Madame Brousanout.


[Mary Louisa Michel (1838-1930).
Mother = Jane Mary Johnston Mitchell/Michel (1811-1892).
Father = Harvey Mitchell/Michel (1799-1866).
Willie = William Manning Mitchel/Michel (1839-1908).
Sue = Sue Henry Mitchell/Michel (1845-1940).
Lucy = enslaved servant.
Mr. and Mrs. Wever = either Caspar Willis Wever (1786-1861) and his wife, Jane Catherine Dunlop Wever (?-1859), or closely related family members. 
Uncle Edward = Edward William Johnston (1799-1867).
Aunt Estelle = Marie Antoinette Estelle Costar (De Cressac Villagrand) Johnston (circa. 1802-1848).

Weverton and Knoxville were located on the Baltimore & Ohio rail and Chesapeake & Ohio canal lines, just north of the Potomac River and the Virginia boundary line.]

Saturday, April 21, 2018

Mary Louisa Michel Journal, June 23-25, 1849


[Mary Louisa Michel Journal, June 23-June 25, 1849, near Weverton, Maryland. Age: eleven. Additional paragraph breaks inserted for easier reading.

Many thanks to William Myers, Mary Davy, Sally Young and Sue Davis for their ongoing research collaboration; specifically to William for providing scans of the original document, and in turn many thanks to Peter Johnston Binckley and Patricia D'Arcy "Trish" Binckley (1951-2007), at the source.]    
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June 23. Oh me! Another hot day; I felt so badly that I did not eat any breakfast, but while the others were eating I went upstairs and made up my bed. While doing so, I thought that I would put a mattress on Willie’s straw bed as he then would sleep better. Accordingly I did so and found it so nice that I concluded to sleep on it myself and give Willie my large bed.

After breakfast was over I sat down to my sewing but between playing with the children, and keeping myself cool, I did not sew much. After eating a little dinner I read to mother some of Hood’s* poems that uncle Edward had left for us to read. In about an hour I took up my needle again but had not sewed long before father came home telling us that Mrs. Wever was coming up to see Mother after a little while accompanied by Mrs. Stuart (the wife of the gentleman who keeps the Weverton hotel). So we began to clean up the house

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after which I dressed myself, not without the silent wish, however, that they would come when clothes were not so oppressive. Well, we were all dressed, and every thing ready, when we saw a large black cloud coming from the west, and we thought that it would certainly rain; however, in the course of half an hour, the cloud went over entirely on the Virginia side, showing as mother said “good taste.”

At last, after waiting a long time, we gave them out, and had supper: we had just finished, when we saw them coming. Was not that provoking? But they had been to tea, and after sitting a little while they went out to look at the flowers. They were charmed with the flowers, especially the arbutilon [abutilon (flowering maple) – or arboretum]. There was on lady whom we did not know was coming, a Mrs. Lockridge who seemed to be very fond of flowers. She almost went into fits over the arbutilon [abutilon (flowering maple) – or arboretum]. After looking at the flowers they went in the house and mother showed them uncle[‘]s pretty end min[i]ature: soon after they took their departure for home, I for bed.

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June 24. [Sunday – blank.]

June 25  It having rained the preceding day, the air was quite cool. I did not get up very early, and consequently, did not enjoy the morning air very much, but still, from breakfast time to about ten, it was very pleasant. Soon after breakfast, father went up to the (Salines I was going to say) Ferry promising that if he could find any that he would get me some.

Soon after Mrs. Cushion came, and she and another went down to see Mrs. Alexander, They did not stay very long and Mrs. Cushion would not stay here any time. She invited us all to come and spend the evening of the next day not a Charleston evening though.

[J]ust before dinner Mrs. Norris came in and took some peas and rice with us. After dinner I got some sand and ashes made up the fire and put some on some willow to burn for charcoal for father. Lucy told us before dinner (she had been down to Knoxville during the morning) that she would have to go out to harvest as she had promised to go last year and though she now did not want to go that the gentleman

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would not let her off. She went down to Knoxville in the evening to get a little girl to stay here while she was gone. I sewed until father came home; I then fixed the supper things and made the tea while Lucy got supper as father was very hungry; we children ate our supper on the grass; soon after we went to bed.

[Mary Louisa Michel (1838-1930).
Mother = Jane Mary Johnston Mitchell/Michel (1811-1892).
Father = Harvey Mitchell/Michel (1799-1866).
Willie = William Manning Mitchel/Michel (1839-1908).
Sue = Sue Henry Mitchell/Michel (1845-1940).
Lucy = enslaved servant.
Mr. and Mrs. Wever = either Caspar Willis Wever (1786-1861) and his wife, Jane Catherine Dunlop Wever (?-1859), or closely related family members. 
Uncle Edward = Edward William Johnston (1799-1867).
*Thomas Hood (1799-1845).

Weverton and Knoxville were located on the Baltimore & Ohio rail and Chesapeake & Ohio canal lines, just north of the Potomac River and the Virginia boundary line.


Sketch map: Maryland Historical Trust, "Knoxville Historic District" (1991).] 

Friday, April 20, 2018

Mary Louisa Michel Journal, June 16-22, 1849


[Mary Louisa Michel Journal, June 16-June 22, 1849, near Weverton, Maryland. Age: eleven. Additional paragraph breaks inserted for easier reading.

Many thanks to William Myers, Mary Davy, Sally Young and Sue Davis for their ongoing research collaboration; specifically to William for providing scans of the original document, and in turn many thanks to Peter Johnston Binckley and Patricia D'Arcy "Trish" Binckley (1951-2007), at the source.]    

[June] 16th. This morning father and I walked down to Weverton. The cars came very early, and – uncle Edward was in them. After uncle had rested at Mr. Wever’s a little while, we walked briskly home. After dinner, uncle[‘]s trunk came, and a carpet bag, out of which he pulled two of the most beautiful books that I ever saw; nothing but songs in them, and on every leaf a picture. We read, looked at pictures and laughed and talked the rest of the evening.

17th. [Blank - Sunday.]

18th. Nothing remarkable happened this day, except that all the evening uncle Edward was trying to get a horse and barouche to go in up to the Ferry but could not. This evening we ate super out in the porch which was very pleasant indeed.

June 19th. They spoke of going up to the Ferry on foot, but afterwards gave it out. Father went down to Mr. Wever’s. Uncle Edward wrote some this morning, and I – trifled. After dinner I drew, and sewed a little rather late in the evening. I carried out a cloak for uncle to recline on under the shade of the stone wall: when he was fixed I brought out a little piece [piece] of writing that I had to so and sat down by him; after I had done my writing, I read a little, after which, father coming home I fixed the waiter, and soon had supper. After supper I washed father’s head and went to bed.

June 20th. All of us thought this morning that uncle Edward was going up to the Ferry, and consequently were much surprised when soon after breakfast, he jumped up and said that he must go – not to the Ferry, but home.

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[A]ll persuasion was in vain, and about eleven he departed.

After dinner, it was very warm; father laid down and as usual I put him to sleep by scratching his head and ears; when he got to sleep I kept the flies off of him for about half an hour, and then, covering his face with a mosquitoe [mosquito] bar I went out and whitewashed the hen house.

It was so warm that we could not stay in the house and so hot that we could not stay out of doors except in the shade; so mother gave us some bread and preserves and we went up in the woods and on a flat rock in the shade made a nice little feast.  After we had finished eating we played about for a long time and made a little swing: after a little while we saw a nice slender sapling, or rather, between a sapling and a tree, and as father said that we might ride on saplings, Willie soon bent it down and rode a good while; he said that it rode very nice so he got down and held it for me: I had hardly gotten on when the sapling broke right in two. [W]e were very much scared at first thinking that whoever owned the land would be angry with us; and soon after to our great dismay we

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saw a strange man come riding towards us; however, to our great relief, he only looked at us. Soon after we went home and out the inscription on my hen’s grave again: after which I fixed for supper took a little walk, supped and went to bed.

June 21st. This morning early, father went to the Ferry. I had hardly finished cleaning up the house, before it became intensely hot. Father had left me Mrs. Vonnewag’s miniature to copy, and as soon as I had written my journal, I sat down to do it: I soon found however that was not so easy as I had imagined the miniature was a dauguerretype [daguerreotype], and if I turned it one way it would glaze or another and it would be crossed by the cheeks of my apron.  And thus the day was spent in persecuting the poor lady’s likeness and keeping myself cool. 

Towards evening it became cooler, (that is after sun set) and we walked out to meet father; we met him near the mouth of Mr. Eccle’s the dragoon’s lane and as we returned father got a few cherries off a tree that stood near the road. When we got back home

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we found supper ready; we children found ate our supper out of doors on the grass, reclining after the manner of the ancients. After cleaning up the things; I bathed and went to bed.

June 22. Another hot day the sun blazing down and scorching up every thing. The heat made me night sick. I only drank a little tea for my breakfast; I did not do any thing the whole morning but clean up the house, write my journal, and towards noon make made a pudding, and some cornbread and put on the rice, as Lucy was busy ironing. 

After dinner I sewed some: father was sitting in mother[‘]s room by the open end window, and I went in there with my sewing to talk to him: after a while we saw a shoe coming down by a string it came from the upstairs window and was let down by Willie who asked us to send him up something and so we did and he sent something back, and we went on that way for half an hour; one of the things that father sent up was quid of tobacco wrapped up and tied

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in a hand knot; Willie sent back a piece of paper rolled up with a pin so as to stick in you when opened.

After a while, father went out in the porch, and but it is necessary here to tell you that as it was very hot, I was in elegant dishabille, that is with only a sack and under frock on; well as I was saying, father was out in the porch, when, who should walk in but Mr. Patrick Wever. I shut the door and let down the curtain and as he went down to Mr. Alexander[‘]s cherry tree I slipped up stairs and put on my frock. He did not stay long and on taking his leave said that I must come down the next day and see Virginia. I did not promise.

Soon after we had supper, and shut up Emily: while washing up the things, I told Lucy and Willie a tale: soon after she went home, and I went to bed.

[Mary Louisa Michel (1838-1930).
Mother = Jane Mary Johnston Mitchell/Michel (1811-1892).
Father = Harvey Mitchell/Michel (1799-1866).
Willie = William Manning Mitchel/Michel (1839-1908).
Sue = Sue Henry Mitchell/Michel (1845-1940).
Lucy = enslaved servant.
Mr. and Mrs. Wever = either Caspar Willis Wever (1786-1861) and his wife, Jane Catherine Dunlop Wever (?-1859), or closely related family members. 

Patrick Wever (1827-1909) subsequently became a doctor. 
Uncle Edward = Edward William Johnston (1799-1867).

Weverton and Knoxville were located on the Baltimore & Ohio rail and Chesapeake & Ohio canal lines, just north of the Potomac River and the Virginia boundary line.

Illustration of barouche from Henry William Herbert, Hints to Horse-Keepers, a Complete Manual for Horsemen . . . N.Y.: C.M. Saxton, Publisher, 1863, page 378.] 

Thursday, April 19, 2018

Mary Louisa Michel Journal, June 11-15, 1849


[Mary Louisa Michel Journal, June 11-June 15, 1849, near Weverton, Maryland. Age: eleven. Additional paragraph breaks inserted for easier reading.

Many thanks to William Myers, Mary Davy, Sally Young and Sue Davis for their ongoing research collaboration; specifically to William for providing scans of the original document, and in turn many thanks to Peter Johnston Binckley and Patricia D'Arcy "Trish" Binckley (1951-2007), at the source.]    

June 12. This morning, on getting up, we found that the setting hens, Ellen and Emily had been disturbed during the night: all of Ellen’s eggs except two were gone, and two of Emily’s: a great many of Ellen’s feathers were picked out and strewed from the nest down to the garden. Ellen does not fight, but Emily does, so mother put

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Emily on the remaining eggs and fixed the next better, directing us to go at night and stop it up. 

Mother was very unwell today; she had a bad cold and pain in her head and face. 

While we were eating our dinner Mrs. Norris’s old hen and chickens came into the garden, and Willie and I instantly sallied forth, each armed with a long bean pole, to wreak vengeance on the destroyer of our garden. 

After that I said the next of my lessons, and then work in hand went out into the kitchen and told Lucy some marvelous tales. About five o’clock I went in the house and drew some, after which I went out and sewed until [until] father came home. I finished the little wheel-barrow thus evening, and two or three minutes after Willie broke it. After supper I got three of my lessons and went to bed.

June 13th. This morning I rose right early, and swept up the dining room, set the table, read a page or two in natural philosophy and sewed some before breakfast; directly after which, father and Willie started, father to the Ferry, and Willie to Mrs. Rinehart’s to get some molasses. I cleaned up and was writing when Willie came back: he had two sorts 

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of molasses, syrup and sugar-house.  Mother was out in the garden the whole morning, and therefore not being able to say my lessons I finished making a green calico sunbonnet for myself. 

We had some syrup for dinner; it tastes exactly like the home made molasses that is made out of the juice of the sugar tree. 

After dinner I worked in the garden a good while, and had just gone in to my drawing, when Mrs. Norris, Mrs. Alexander and her frisky little boy [came by]; they stayed a good while, after they were gone I painted a little egg-shell basket the design was this the first letters of uncle Edward’s name, E. W. J. were painted in brown, and a grape vine with bunches of grapes twined around. 

When father came home I set the table, and then Willie and I went up on the hill to swing in a grape vine that we saw up there a few days ago; taking a knife to cut away another vine that prevented it from swinging well. [W]e soon cut one vine away and then swung a good while, and then galloped down home and ate our supper, and soon after went to bed.

June 14th. This morning, father said that he was not going to the Ferry, but would go down to Knoxville, and catch some fish. Soon

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after he started, Mother (whose eyes were so sore that she could not sew) Willie, and Lucy, went down to Knoxville, to get some little things; leaving Sue and me to keep the chickens off the garden. After they were gone, I fixed up the room and put on a clean dress in case aunt uncle E would should come: I then sat down near the door so that I would know when the chickens came near the flowers, and mended a pair of my stockings, and hemmed a cloth to go over the tea things to keep the flies off. 

As I was done sewing, I painted a little book mark for mother. Mother and father came home about twelve, but no uncle Edward. After dinner I said my lessons, and put the whiting on the silver; we did not have very early supper and soon after we went to bed.  

June 15th. This morning father went down to Knoxville to try his luck again at fishing. Soon after his departure, the house was all turned upside down, Lucy was scouring, mother was up stairs waging war against

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the spider webs and dirt, and I was in the porch cleaning the silver.  Willie had gone with father, and as Sue had no one to play with she pestered us very much. In about two hours the house was somewhat straight and I then sat down and wrote my journal, and what is more, I did it very badly; which was owing to the fact that I was not well. We waited dinner for an hour for uncle Edward who we expected would come on the cars, and come up with father, who was going to wait till the cars came.

Two, three o’clock came, but still no father nor even Willie. Being yet unwell I only ate a piece of light bread for my dinner, though I wanted very much to go down to Weverton, but could not as I had no one to go with me. When I got as far as Mrs. Kirkhart’s I met Mr. Patrick Wever, who said that he would stop at our house [in] a few moments. Just as I got nearly to Mrs. C. I saw a great many cows: now, I am very much afraid of cows, and there was one cow among these exactly like a cow that chased me about one year ago; so between the fear of cows and the fear of rain, I went home again.     

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When I got back home I found Mr. Wever there, and as mother and he said that it was not going to rain, I walked with him down to Weverton, which walk did me a great deal of good. When we arrived at Mr. Wever’s I found that the cars had not gone by until [until] just a little while before, having been delayed, I suppose, by some accident.

Father started right off, (fearing that it would rain) and walked me [at] the top of his speed home and it was very well that he did for we had not been at home one minute before it began to rain; the bed steads came this evening, and after early supper, I had the luxury of sleeping on one. Sue slept with me.

[Mary Louisa Michel (1838-1930).
Mother = Jane Mary Johnston Mitchell/Michel (1811-1892).
Father = Harvey Mitchell/Michel (1799-1866).
Willie = William Manning Mitchel/Michel (1839-1908).
Sue = Sue Henry Mitchell/Michel (1845-1940).
Lucy = enslaved servant.
Mr. and Mrs. Wever = either Caspar Willis Wever (1786-1861) and his wife, Jane Catherine Dunlop Wever (?-1859), or closely related family members. 
Patrick Wever (1827-1909) subsequently became a doctor. 
Uncle Edward = Edward William Johnston (1799-1867).
Weverton and Knoxville were located on the Baltimore & Ohio rail and Chespaeake & Ohio canal lines, just north of the Potomac River and the Virginia boundary line.] 

Wednesday, April 18, 2018

Mary Louisa Michel Journal, June 8-11, 1849

[Mary Louisa Michel Journal, June 8-June 11, 1849, near Weverton, Maryland. Age: eleven. Additional paragraph breaks inserted for easier reading.

Many thanks to William Myers, Mary Davy, Sally Young and Sue Davis for their ongoing research collaboration; specifically to William for providing scans of the original document, and in turn many thanks to Peter Johnston Binckley and Patricia D'Arcy "Trish" Binckley (1951-2007), at the source.]                   

June 8. This morning directly after breakfast, my loved parents set out for Weverton. They wished to look at some bedsteads, and took Willie along to comeback with mother, as she intended returning in an hour or so. I soon cleaned up the house and was writing my journal, when, who should make his appearance but Willie alone, bringing me word to dress Sue and myself, and go down to Mr. Wever’s to spend the day; we were soon ready, and Lucy went half the way and carried Sue; as soon as we got there Sue and Willie went down to the branch to play; and I, with 
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Mrs. Wever’s permission, got me a very interesting book. About eleven Mr. Wever came home, carrying his water-level and, putting it down in the porch, called is to look through the telescope, which was an excellent one, bringing a field that we just could see with our naked eye, so close that we could count the panels in the fence.

He brought us a letter from uncle Edward; we found that it pertained to good news, that uncle E. while in the market yesterday, came right up on uncle Robert Michel, and surely if he is that near, he will come up and see us; uncle Edward is coming up the last of next week, is not that good news, but besides all this, uncle Edward is going to Paris in three months!

After dinner some ladies came in, and, the evening until early tea, was spent, by them, in laughing, talking, and walking, and by one, in reading . . . we had some excellent strawberries for supper, directly after which we started home; good luck seemed to follow us, for we had just got out of the gate, when a wagon came by going up our way, and with the driver’s consent, father put us children in and we

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Had a very nice ride home; after taking a little turn in the garden, we went to bed.

June 9. This morning, soon after breakfast, mother sent me down to Mrs. Kirkhart’s to beg some horse radish and garlic, directing me to go, if I could not get any there, to Mrs. Cushion’s; Mrs. K. gave me some horse radish but said that she had no garlic; thinking that perhaps Mrs. C. had some, I went up there: she had no garlic;  but she said that she could give mother as much horse radish as she wanted. She gave me  large bunch of flowers, and what was prettier than all, a rose colored cactus; when I got home, I found Mrs. Pier there, who admired my flowers very much. I made a beautiful flowerpot out of my flowers, and had a good many left that I gave to Lucy, who made a flower pot out of them and set them on the kitchen shelf.

Soon after father and Mr. Pier went up to the Ferry, and mother, Willie, Sue and I went down in Mr. Eccles’ field and got a large basket of walnut leaves to make bay sauce; mother soon made her sauce; soon after we went up on the hill

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and set Ellen the black hen. After dinner I went up stairs and did my Saturday’s work; after which I read “Stephen’s Arabia Petraea” that Mrs. Wever lent me. About five o’clock father came home in the rain for it was raining and soon after we had supper and went to bed, not however without taking our usual bath.

June 10. [Sunday -- blank.]

June 11, This morning, as usual, father went up to the Ferry, and mother soon after he started went out in the garden and worked for about two hours, setting out cabbages and beets; while she was this engaged, I finished cleaning up and went up stairs and got my lessons; when mother came in she was very tired, and laid down a little while; I said  my French lesson, which was very long,, and just as I finished, mother fell to sleep; when she awoke we had dinner: after which I said my history lesson and sat down to my sewing; but the cloth was stiff and I did not feel well: so I made poor progress; after sewing about an hour and a half I ran about a little and commenced a little wheel=barrow to carry stones in

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to build our house. Supper was nearly ready and father had come home, when we saw a horse come galloping along, a saddle on and his bridle hanging over his neck going up the road, mother, Willie, and myself started down the road immediately (father being too tired) thinking that the horse must have thrown some body; when we got to uncle Duckett[']s, Horatio was standing out there, he said he knew that it was Cap. Claggett’s horse; mother sent Willie on to the top of the next hill, but he soon came back saying that he could see nobody; soon after we saw some ladies and gentlemen riding, coming towards us and knew that if any body had been hurt they would have seen him, and we went back home. Soon after we had supper and went to bed.

[Mary Louisa Michel (1838-1930).
Mother = Jane Mary Johnston Mitchell/Michel (1811-1892).
Father = Harvey Mitchell/Michel (1799-1866).
Willie = William Manning Mitchel/Michel (1839-1908).
Sue = Sue Henry Mitchell/Michel (1845-1940).
Lucy = enslaved servant. 
Mr. and Mrs. Wever = either Caspar Willis Wever (1786-1861) and his wife, Jane Catherine Dunlop Wever (?-1859), or closely related family members. 

Uncle Edward = Edward William Johnston (1799-1867).
Uncle Robert Michel = Robert Crump Mitchell (1807-1872).
Weverton and Knoxville were located on the Baltimore & Ohio rail and Chespaeake & Ohio canal lines, just north of the Potomac River and the Virginia boundary line.]