This entry is a bit different from the previous two, and
I feel it needs a certain amount of explanation. My family is very fortunate in that going back
at least five generations (that’s as far back as I can go off the top of my
head) in my maternal line, there have been only two children who have not lived
out full lives. That does not mean that
there were not still-births, or children who died soon after birth which seems
likely, but of those who were named only two died prematurely. One met a tragic accidental death when she
was very young, the other suffered from, and finally succumbed to, tuberculosis
that he got while spending time in jail.
Ebenezer Kingsbury, the seventh child and youngest son of
my great-great-great-grandparents, spent time in the Newfane Prison—about two
years out of a ten year sentence. He was
found guilty of manslaughter in the death of an infant, and while according to
official records he was the father of the child, family stories are less clear
on the issue. What is undeniable is that
Eb and the baby’s mother knew each other, their families were close, and the
mother never served time. What is also
known is that the community rallied around Ebenezer, fighting for his release, and that they succeeded. He did return home, but never regained his strength or health, and he was the only one of his immediate family not to marry and have children.
The reason that this is relevant information is because so
many of Ebenezer’s letters survive.
There are a fair number of letters to and from Eb, spanning about ten
years, ranging from his late teens until his death.
Because there are so many letters, as well as
poems and short notes, Ebenezer begins to take shape more than many of the
authors and recipients. The kinds of
things that were written to him are revealing not only of the writers but of Eb
himself. It is my intention to put
together all of the letters regarding Eb, as well as to find out more about the
trial and the child’s mother in order to try to ferret out the truth of the
matter. Of course, I am biased and
believe the family stories that Eb was a good boy and that the child simply
died while the couple were traveling—it was certainly common for infants to die
in the mid-nineteenth century, and as the mother was a factory worker, it is
quite likely that the child was not particularly healthy as its mother would
have been in less than ideal circumstances during her pregnancy.
The random letter that I happened to transcribe this time
around is as follows. It was sent from a
nephew to Ebenezer while he was in jail, and it reveals a wonderful childlike
innocence, as well as fabulously erratic spelling and handwriting.
"Jamaica Apr 6 1869
Dear Uncle I now seat myself
to write a few lines to you
in answer to yours we are
as well as common. hope you
are feeling well to night
Uncle Dan is here to night
and Uncle Charles too Jim
Robbins commenced his work to
day we have been chopping
got some tired Uncle Mart
is here. says, tell Eb I am
cumming down as soon as I
can I should like to com
go down there and see you
to night but dont no as
I Can the season I why
Father and dont Mother
dont write is becose tey
rether come donn and see
you and write it thn
you ask me if I had
sene the nead of the love
of god I have I sould like
very much to bee good
but I Cant as lon as
I stay at home
well I Cant tink of
mch to write Ezra tite come
this spring and going
to Weaks well I must
Close fore tis tine write
often and write all the
news yours truly
from
Leslie W Kingsbury
to E.S. Kingsbury"
What really caught me about this letter was the closing "write often and write all the news." Write often I understand, but "all the news"? He was in jail in a small town; I can't imagine there was all that much news to report. While everything I can find tells me that Leslie was Ezra's son, the mention of Ezra confuses me. If only my overly detailed family tree wasn't sitting in my bedroom at my parents' house...ah well, he was a nephew of Ebenezer's and I can definitively rule out three of the seven possible parents based on who he refers to as uncles.
So, there is the some of the groundwork laid for what I hope will be an interesting foray into one man's life. I will also try to be at least somewhat chronological with posts regarding Eb, and will try to spice things up once in a while.
And for those of you who were in Research & Writing with me last fall, the "jolly brown rouser" will be making an appearance (so to speak) yet again!