Sunday, March 31, 2019

Going to the Chapel - Edwin S. Ross & Katharine Fisher

This is one of my very favorite ancestor stories. It involves John Ross' son Edwin Stanton Ross (1870-1937) and his wife-to-be, Katharine Fisher (1878-1955). Their request for their 1903 marriage was so unusual for the time that the story was picked up by at least 20 newspapers across the country!  Scroll down to see some of the various newspaper entries at the end. My favorite is the first, from Washington D.C. - "Bonds of Matrimony, Indeed!"



  Philadelphia Inquirer, Thursday Sept 3, 1903, Philadelphia, PA

 SAID NAY TO “OBEY” Unique Marriage Contract Drawn Up in Germantown A unique marriage contract was drawn up yesterday in Germantown in which the word “obey” was eliminated. The contracting parties were Edwin Stanton Ross, of Brooklyn, an inspector for the Fire Underwriters’ Association of New York, and Miss Katherine Fisher, daughter of Theodore Fisher, of Delavan, Ill., and formerly of Germantown. The couple appeared before Magistrate Fitzpatrick and asked him to marry them without the objectionable word, but he refused to do this. They afterward agreed to have the ceremony performed in the customary manner, but in it they made a mental reservation to cover the case. After the knot was tied the bridal party went to the home of Herman V. Hetzel, of 4915 Knox street, an uncle of the bride, where an agreement was drawn up in which they promise to “love and honor” each other through life. The document was then read and each of them expressing a willingness to abide by it, they signed their names at the bottom of the sheet. The agreement was attested and signed by fourteen witnesses. After the ceremony of signing the agreement a wedding breakfast was served at the Knox street house. Mr. and Mrs. Ross left on a honeymoon for Bushkill, Pa. They will reside later in Brooklyn, N.Y.  
St. Louis, Missouri

Macon, Mississippi

Leavenworth, Kansas


Friday, March 22, 2019

Philadelphia Temple


With so much focus on our Formans from Philadelphia, I suppose I wasn't too surprised to come across this BYU devotional talk (3 Nov 2015) from Dean M. Davies, first counselor in the Presiding Bishopric of the Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints. He shares the story of how the Philadelphia Temple came to be, and so I share it here:

A Temple in Philadelphia
In the ten years prior to my being called to the Presiding Bishopric, I had the blessing and privilege of helping to identify and acquire sites for temples.
A few years ago President Thomas S. Monson announced that there would be a ­temple in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, so we went to work researching possible sites where that temple could be built. Two sites ultimately emerged—and it just so happened that they were across the street from each other.
With the approval of the First Presidency, and after doing some preliminary due diligence, we began the process of acquiring the properties. To my great surprise, the owner of the first site accepted our offer without negotiation. I can’t tell you how remarkable this was!
It has been my experience that when a property owner discovers that the interested party is the Church, the price often goes up. To put this in perspective, the owner of the second property across the street responded with a price that was more than four times the price we offered.
When I met with the owner of the first property, he explained that he had owned the property for almost twenty-five years and could have developed it several times. But he had always felt that the property had a “higher and better purpose.” When we offered to buy it, he said it felt right.
However, you probably already know that when it comes to building the kingdom of God—and especially when it comes to building temples—things often don’t go as smoothly as we would hope.
Shortly after we filed the paperwork, the city of Philadelphia, through a city-controlled agency, filed a legal claim that stopped the transaction. They wanted to take title to the property themselves. This was a very serious matter. We did everything we could to meet with the agency and remove the claim. We were unsuccessful. This was a real problem and was very discouraging. We had felt so good about the property. We believed that this was the place where the Lord wanted His temple to be built.
As a final step we took our appeal of last resort to the mayor. He was the only one with the authority to change the situation.
With a heavy heart I flew to Philadelphia with the Church temple architect. There we were joined by an Area Seventy and two local Church members. One of these members was someone you may have heard of. He, too, attended this university. In fact, he played on the BYU football team and eventually ended up playing professional football for the Philadelphia Eagles.
Vai Sikahema is a well-known local ­celebrity in Philadelphia. He had completed a successful career playing football and afterward became a sports announcer on a local television station.
Before the meeting with the mayor, our little group of five met together and talked about the purpose for the meeting. Then we knelt in prayer. We knew that we would desperately need the Lord’s blessing that day.
At the meeting, the mayor, a city council member, and some of the mayor’s staff were in attendance. After introductions, my heart sank as I realized the atmosphere in the room was more than a little cold. It appeared evident that the decision had already been made, that the hearts of the city officials had been set against our building a temple there, and that this meeting was little more than a formality.
As we started to explain the project, the mayor explained that his staff had assured him this property was better suited for commercial purposes—an office building or a hotel would not only benefit the city with jobs but would provide needed tax revenue. We would need to look for another site.
Brothers and sisters, I have been in situations where all appears lost, where it seems that nothing you can do or say will make a difference. What I have learned in these situations is that if you are on the Lord’s errand, do all that you can do with the talents and abilities God has given you and then lift up your heart and plead for God to hear your prayer and intervene on your behalf. Even though you may appear to be outnumbered, even though it appears that all may be lost, our beloved Father in Heaven will reach out and take you by the hand. He will fight your battles. He will come to your aid.
I know that the five members of the Church in that room were pleading in our hearts for heavenly help. What could we say or do that would help change the mayor’s heart and mind?
I asked the mayor if the architect could show a simple drawing or two of how the temple might look. He looked at his watch—a sign that he wanted the meeting to end—and said, “Okay.”
But before the architect could begin, Brother Sikahema asked the mayor if he could say something.
The mayor was acquainted with Brother Sikahema and said, “Of course.”
Vai paused for a moment and then stood. In a humble voice he went on to say something like this:
“Mr. Mayor, many years ago when I was a young boy in Tonga, my father and mother and my brothers and sisters sold our home, we sold fruits and vegetables, and we sold everything we could to have enough money to travel to Hamilton, New Zealand, to be sealed as an eternal family in the temple. You need this temple. This temple will bless your city. This temple will bless your community. It will bless the people.”
Then he sat down. We were all very quiet.
After a moment the Church architect stood and showed the mayor a few drawings of what a temple might look like. It was clear that in those few minutes something had changed. In reality, everything had changed.
As the architect sat down, the nonmember city councilman asked to speak. He stood and said, “Mr. Mayor, I have spoken with the leaders in the community and neighbors of this property. We want this temple. We need this temple. It will bless our city. It will bless our community. It will bless the people.”
As he spoke, you could feel the Spirit come into the meeting. It was a sacred moment. What was to have been a thirty-minute meeting lasted for the better part of an hour and a half. Oh, how different things were after that sublime moment!
To my surprise, at the end of this public meeting the mayor turned and asked if I would offer a prayer in that setting. His heart had changed. The temple would go forward. It would be built on the selected site.
Now brothers and sisters, I have a special blessing for us today that is not always possible. I would like you to meet Brother Vai Sikahema, who is with us this morning. He is not just a football player and he is not just a stake president. He is an instrument in the hands of the Lord.
My dear friends, the Lord knows the end from the beginning. He knew that a young football player at Brigham Young University would one day need to be present in a meeting with city officials at the moment when a site for His temple would be discussed. He knew that Vai Sikahema’s humble testimony would need to be shared—that it would be the turning point that made the difference at a critical time.
Heavenly Father knew Brother Sikahema, and He prepared him and put him in the appointed place so that his humble testimony would be shared and his faith and testimony would help further the Lord’s work among men.

Monday, March 18, 2019

Render to Caesar

Greenwich Point House Hotel top of picture, Gloucester Point Hotel directly across the Delaware River. (1843 map)

Thanks to the newspapers of the day, we know that Samuel Longstreet Forman (1805-1844) was the proprietor of the Greenwich Point House Hotel on the Philadelphia side of the Delaware River from 1836 until early 1839, when he moved across the river to take over the Gloucester Point Hotel on the New Jersey side. In 1838, before he moved, he and his wife, Eliza, received a commendation in the newspaper from one of the gentlemen they had assisted after he had capsized on the river - for "their prompt assistance and kind attention."

I was surprised to come across another incident in which Samuel helped with a capsized boat just a year later (1839.) The Philadelphia Inquirer had an article titled "An Accident and Creditable Conduct."
We learn that on Saturday last [6 Jul], a batteau containing a man, his wife, and three children, was upset in the Delaware, a little below the Point House. One of the children was asleep in the bottom of the boat, and nevertheless floated away unharmed, and together with the others, was saved.
A batteau is a small flat-bottom, shallow, double ended boat. [photo below] The article went on to say that the keeper of the Greenwich Hotel, Mr. Panormo, was "praiseworthy in the very highest degree." The article ended with this:
 We believe also, that the attention of Mr. Forman, on the Jersey side, was of the most commendable kind.
Well, the common phrase "Don't believe everything you read in the papers" held true even then. I found a letter to the editor of the paper just a few days later titled Render unto Caesar the things that are Caesar's. 

Robert S. King wrote to say that he was the man who with his wife and children had capsized in the Delaware. He explained that he was out in a batteau with his father, wife, two children and child's nurse on Saturday afternoon, when a squall came up. He, his wife who was holding their infant in her arms, and their 2 year old son were "immediately precipitated into the water." Fortunately several gentlemen on a schooner came upon them and plucked them from the water, saving them from a "watery grave."
We were conveyed to Gloucester, where, through the kindness of Mr. Forman, the proprietor of the hotel at that place, and his lady, every attention was bestowed on my family that would contribute to their comfort, as far as circumstances would admit of, until we could return home.
So it wasn't the Greenwich Point Hotel but the Gloucester Point Hotel.  He goes on to say they took a ferry back to the Pennsylvania side where they hired a horse and vehicle from Mr. Panormo (Greenwich Point Hotel)  to convey them back to the city. He closes his letter with this:
To Mr. Forman and his amiable family, I return my most grateful acknowledgments. 
 So now we have the whole story. Thank goodness for the stories these old newspapers share with us!
Colonial Batteau replicas, photo by Chris Andrie.

Saturday, March 9, 2019

A Strong Woman - Josephine Teresa Magurn Forman

(Updated from original post at Family Search)

She suffered persecution because of her religion. “We got beaten up a lot because we were dirty Papes. On our way back to the train after school we had to pass the local school in Bridge of Weir and many a time the kids would line up in the street and block our pass. When we ran across we'd get hit with sticks and stones. It was a terrifying time but we survived that too.”
1934-Margaret, Joan, Terry, Philip, (front) Peter
She and her younger sister Joan left home at ages 9 and 7 for Boarding School. It wasn’t their choice and Terry didn’t want to leave her family but she went and she grew in stature and ability. “I was very homesick when I first left and it got worse each year. My schoolwork was good and I progressed through each class with no trouble.”
1939 St. Joseph's Convent - Terry at Center, Joan 2nd from left, bottom row
She earned the privilege of spending a summer in France at age 14. When Germany invaded Poland and war broke out in Europe, she was partially on her own to get back to Scotland. “My mother said I left as a little girl and returned a young lady.”

During World War II she joined the Army at age 19. She served in a position of trust - the Signal Corps, part of the Intelligence Corps. “I was assigned to the Signal Corps and a hush-hush job. I learned Morse Code through earphones. We weren't sending; listening in to the German army.”
1946 - British Army
She took a leap of faith and came to the United States in 1951 to work (for RCA) and get to know Ward Forman better. 
1951 - Passenger Manifest, Terry is #6


1951 - Arrival in Boston Harbor
1951 - Terry and Ward
After 22 years of marriage, she and Ward separated and later divorced. After being a stay-at-home mom for all of her marriage, except for helping in Ward’s downtown real estate office for several years, she had to return to the work force. With the help of the Tulare Ward Bishop she secured a position with Reynolds and Reynolds printing company. She describes her life’s biggest challenge: “Divorce and finding a job at 50. I survived the turmoil and did well in spite of it.” After retirement she moved to Utah, then later back to Scotland for a short time, then she settled in Iowa for 22 years. At this time, it looks like she might be moving to Utah, at age 94!!


  Josephine Teresa Magurn Forman is a strong woman, and we honor our mother, grandmother, and great-grandmother on her 94th birthday, 9 March 2019.

Grammy reading "Uan the Wee Lamb" in 2016

Saturday, March 2, 2019

Benedict Arnold & Samuel L. Forman ???

Samuel Longstreet Forman died of congestive fever (malaria or yellow fever today) in 1844 when he was just 39 years old. He left his wife Eliza and four young children. His obituary lists his residence matter-of-factly as "Mount Pleasant." So I Googled it and found this:


A Scottish sea captain and American Patriot built this grand country estate called "Mount Pleasant" overlooking the Schuylkill River in the mid 1760's. John Adams (2nd President of the United States) called it "the most elegant seat in Pennsylvania."

In 1779 Benedict Arnold bought the estate for his new bride, Peggy Shippen, though they never lived there. It passed through a series of owners and was ultimately sold to Fairmount Park in the mid 1850's. 

What happened between the early 1800s and Samuel L. Forman's residence at "Mount Pleasant" around 1844 was a gaping hole in history. Did he live in this stately mansion? I could find nothing related to "Mount Pleasant" other than this home. But Samuel L. was an 'innkeeper' according to an 1836 city directory.
  • 1836 city directory- innkeeper
  • 1836 newspaper ad - late law librarian of Philadelphia Bar Library, had now rented the Greenwich Point Ferry Hotel
  • 1837 city directory- he has a tavern 
  • 1837 newspaper ad - he is the proprietor of the Point House Hotel (Is that the same as the Greenwich Point Hotel in 1836? I can't find enough information to say for sure.)
  • 1840 Census - he is living in Union Township, Gloucester, New Jersey (near Philadelphia)
  • 1843 newspaper ad - the Mount Pleasant HOTEL is for rent. 
The riddle was really solved when I found this map in an 1862 Philadelphia atlas. You can just make out "M. Pleasant Hotel." The Mount Pleasant mansion (in the first photo above), though it isn't shown on this map, is directly across that railroad track while the hotel is down on the shore. There is no sign of any buildings near the shore nowadays. Google maps shows walking trails and grassy stretches only along the riverbank.

The newspapers of the day have been a wealth of information about the Mount Pleasant hotel. Without them, I would have no idea that there had been a hotel. Google is happy to help me find a place to stay in the town of Mt. Pleasant in Pennsylvania, or to visit the beautiful mansion called Mount Pleasant, but nothing about the historic hotel, which no longer exists. I haven't been able to find any information about its demise.

Samuel passed away 3 Aug 1844. Two months after his death, the furnishings are being sold 'by order of administrators.' He had no will so his brother-in-law (husband of his half-sister), James Cox, and William De Baufre (the part-owner of the hotel) were named as administrators, and they put together an accounting of the estate. An auction of the furnishings from the hotel was held in mid-October, 1844.

I was interested in a few more newspaper ads that referred to the Mount Pleasant Hotel over the next few years. In 1846, the same William De Baufre mentioned above is announcing that the Mansion House is now connected with the hotel.

Then 2 years later, just 4 years after Samuel's passing, the hotel is being sold. As an aside, the deceased owner R. A. Sullender was the son-in-law of the above William De Baufre. As a place of resort in the summer season it is unrivalled. The occupant has always done a very large business.

It appears that the hotel didn't sell in 1848, because it was again being listed in March and April of 1849. All the questions I originally had about where this hotel was located are answered in the ad from Thomas and Sons. All that large and substantial three story stone messuage , known as the "Mount Pleasant Hotel," ... having a front of about 100 feet on [Pennsylvania] Avenue and extending in depth about 184 feet to low water mark in the river Schuylkill, on which it has also a front of 100 feet.  And by the way, the steamboat stops at the landing during the summer months.

I can find no other mention of this hotel in the newspapers between 1849 and 1869 when, after terrible storms in the area, it was noted that the Mount Pleasant Hotel base was underwater. 

So our Formans didn't live in the same house once owned by Benedict Arnold, but they did live just a stone's throw away for a short period of time 175 years ago.