Of course every time one of these men married, he had a wife with just as many ancestors as he had, thus each generation of Rogers was a merging of 2 trees. I can go back only looking at the men, or only looking at the women, or perhaps something of both. I have about 3000 ancestors on just the Rogers tree...not including the Swasey tree, nor the Booth tree (my mother's family roots.) But I will try to give each person I post about a fair bit of information.
So I'm starting up at the top of one of the branches.
One interesting family is the Bass family, or Basse, or a few other spellings of it. I'm choosing it because 1) John Basse came to Virginia about the time Jamestown was being settled and 2) he had a lot of males in the line going back a few more generations and 3) he married a Native American woman who I've talked about before. The descendant of all these people was my father's grandmother Elizabeth "Bette" Bass Rogers.
So let's go backward in time.
I've written about great grandmother, Elizabeth "Bettie" Bass Rogers before, but I'll cut and paste about her just to remind us of her life lived mostly as a widow. I can only imagine how hard it was for her, with two babies that had guardians from her husband's family. She moved from the countryside of Texas to the city life of Galveston...which was much like New Orleans as a port city for immigrants coming into Texas because Houston hadn't yet become a big port.
From my post on Saturday, December 14, 2013
Her father Col. Richard Bass lived through the Civil War, as a confederate soldier. (More about him later)
Col. Richard Bass headstone |
Her early years in Walker County Texas on a farm (according to the 1860 census her father was a farmer) also had cousins as well as older siblings nearby. Her household also had a teenage cousin living with them, Emily W. Traylor, 16. Sister Julia A. was 18, brother James M. was 16, and sister Nancy C. was 7. All her older siblings were born in Louisanna, but Bettie was born in Texas. Her mother, Mary A. Powell Bass, also had family nearby; the next family listed on the census are the Powells, with 69 year old James M as head of the family. Nancy J. Powell was 36, John T. Powell was 27, and James E. Powell was 4 months old, and there was also cousin Nancy E. Traylor, age 11 living with them.
I spent hours one night looking at the Traylor, Powell, Bass connection. How did it happen that the Traylor girls were living with a Bass family and a Powell family? Well, as most of you probably have already figured out, their mother had died, and they were raised by her cousins...one was Mary Powell Bass, and one was Nancy J. Powell. Mary Powell Bass's mother was Nancy Jones Traylor Powell, so they had a grandmother in common..
Mary Ann Elizabeth Powell Bass headstone |
Downtown Huntsville 1870s |
By 1870 Richard Bass was a merchant rather than a farmer, now in the town of Huntsville, Texas. Bettie now had 3 younger sisters, Ella, (9) Minnie (7) and Mary (5). Her sister Sarah is 16. Wait a minute, she had an older sister named Nancy C. who had been 7 in the previous census. How could her name have changed that much? There's no answer offered. The oldest siblings are no longer at home, Julia A. and brother James M. Bass. Emily Traylor is now 26 and still living with them. I wonder if she had some kind of disability...a thought which just struck me, but since she hasn't married by then, maybe.
Downtown Huntsville in the 1870s |
Women's Clothing 1870s, not Bettie Bass Rogers |
And then he married Bettie in Willis Texas. Perhaps the railroad coming into Willis gave some incentive for the family to move to Willis, and their 2 children were born there. My grandfather George Rogers was born Aug 28, 1877, and his sister Annie Lou Gibbs Rogers was born March 10, 1879. Their father died May 29, 1879 and is buried in Huntsville, Texas.
Willis became a community when the Great Northern Railroad decided to run a track from Houston to Chicago, and the Willis brothers donated their land in 1870 to the railroad. Willis grew in population after the trains began to travel through the town. There were hotels, dry good stores, and many other successful businesses in the 1870s and 1880s. The tobacco industry played a vital role in Willis' growth and development during that time. Other cash crops of cotton, watermelons, and tomatoes were an important part of the economy through the years. The timber industry, which still plays a role in Willis' economic growth, has been its most stable economic engine for over one hundred years. (Wikipedia)The next census record of 1880 included the 19 year old widow, Bettie Rogers and her two children, living still in Willis, Texas, without any reported means of support. She is listed as head of the household. (There's no 1890 census available.)
By 1900 Census the small family is living in Galveston, Texas, with Bettie now age: 46; a widowed head of household, address 1828 Church St; June 6, 1900 living with son, George Elmore Rogers and daughter, Annie Lou Gibbs Rogers. (George would become my grandfather.)
A short aside to refer back to the huge hurricane of 1900, as described a bit in my blog here. The family survived it, and I don't know any details about their lives during and after it. Then in 1905 my grandfather got married. His sister Annie Lou married in 1906.
So the next report about Bettie Rogers is a reference on my grandfather's WW I draft card in 1918, where he gives her as his nearest relative, (and not his wife of 13 years.) Bettie is living at 22nd and L in Galveston, Texas.
Then the census of 1920 lists Bettie Rogers "Age: 58; Marital Status: Widowed; Relation to Head of House: Mother-in-law," living with daughter, Annie Lou Wilson and her husband Patrick and Bettie's three grandchildren, still in Galveston.
On July 17, 1924, at age 64, Bettie Bass Rogers died, as was printed in the Galveston city directory of that year. She was buried in Huntsville TX, according to her death certificate.
My grandfather (born 1877) wrote in 1954, of having a guardian (an aunt and uncle) that had charge of himself and his sister. I always assumed Bettie died close to the same time as her husband, after her daughter was born in 1879. But the guardian doesn't seem to have had the 2 Rogers children in his household in any available census.
The guardian was J. Elmore Ross, whose wife Alice Louella Rogers Ross, was W. Sam's sister. The Ross household in 1880 included a Rogers spinster sister, age 27, Laura Terrissa Rogers who taught music. The next available census of 1900 includes a "sister-in-law" named Tawry T, Rogers, age 48. She must have identified herself more artistically by then. She is also on the 1910 census in the Ross household, but J. Elmore wasn't, however his wife, Alice, pretended to be J. Ella and gave her date and birth places.
Great history of your ancestor!
ReplyDeleteThere really weren't many ways a lone woman could make much of a living back then. A talented seamstress - even with a good following - might make barely enough to keep bread on the table! Surviving was tough going!
ReplyDeleteOf course there was another "the oldest profession" that women could engage in, but one doesn't look to a great grandmother as having that source of income, now does one!
DeleteAn excellent tribute to your ancestor. I can't imagine being widowed at age 19 -- then somehow living on to age 64 with all the ups and downs of a mother on her own. It's a tribute to her strength that, one way or another, she lived to a relatively old age.
ReplyDeleteI think there must have been quite a rift in her family of origin that she didn't go back to them with her little babes.
DeleteBarbara they are beautiful headstones (only a genealogist can say this to another genealogist, knowing she won't be thought weird)...are they still around? Have you seen them? I only ask because we imagine they will be around forever but I hear about so many being vandalised lately that I wonder.
ReplyDeleteI don't know if they are still there. Since the town no longer exists, there is probably nobody to care for the cemetery. But perhaps some nearby family keeps up the church and cemetery. One can hope. I've never been there myself.
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