The Estate of John Rupert :: Bill of Sale

The will of John Rupert dated October 17, 1828 was admitted to probate in Columbiana County, Ohio in August of 1831. Below is “A Bill of the Sale of the goods and Chattles of the estate of John Rupart Deceased September 24, 1831"





First Page of Sale Bill. Estate of John Rupart. Packet 1439. Family History Library microfilm 2032592.

Byors Names Philip Ehrhart James Lindismith Wiliam Wiliams Joseph Hartsoch Moses Buck Joseph Hartzoch Daniel Lindismith George Turnblon James Mcquilkin David Stroup John Nettner Isaac Hesting Anthony Sanders George Crubaugh Anthony Sanders John Carry George Tumblen John Hrisinger John Hartman Daniel Hrisinger Samuel Hoffy George Crubaugh Daniel Hrisinger John Hrisinger Joshua Copland Philip Ehrhart George Ehrhart George Ehrhart Samuel Hoffy George Ehrhart George Ehrhart Moses Buck John Jackson Benjamin Myres David Ehrhart	Articles sold a basket of sundries a basket of sundries 3 sickels sundries sundries Pinchers a lot of Crocks a lot of crocks a basket one Churn one fork & hoe one madock one sythe shoufle & ax 1 Saddle 1 Cettle 1 bake kettle 1 tub 1 barrel one tub bee gum 1 Salt barrel lot of Corn 1 Bake kettle lot of Chains lot of Notions lot of Ladles lot of puter Dishes 2 plates puter plates Sundries one lot of Hogs one Cow one Heifer 25 bushels of Corn	D C 0.28 0.13 0.11 0.12 ½ 0.15 0.12 ½ 0.06 ¼ 0.18 0.25 1.76 0.51 1.11 0.42 0.31 ¼ 7.45 2.25 1.17 0.66 1.15 0.92 0.06 ¼ 2.00 0.26 1.01 1.71 0.83 1.03 2.39 0.41 2.09 0.38 20.06 ½ 14.00 6.13 ½ 3.50

Second Page of Sale Bill. Estate of John Rupart. Packet 1439. Family History Library microfilm 2032592.

Byors Names Joseph Hartzoch George Tumblin David Ehrhart David Ehrhart David Ehrhart David Ehrhart Morits Miller John Hoge Peter Beal John Nettner Samuel Hoffy Jacob Brunner Peter Spinhern Henry Atterhold Sr Henry Crossgrove John Nettner John Hoge John Hartman Peter Spinhern James Mcquilkin Morits Miller Joseph Quin David Ehrhart John Jackson Henry Stall Josehs Quin Joseph Hartzoch David Ehrhart John Hoge George Burnworth Joseph Evens Jacob Lindismith George Burnworth John Hartman Anthony Allibaugh Anthony Allibaugh Joseph Huens	Articles sold one windmill one hay fork one barrel one tun & half hay lot of wheat 21 bushel lot of Rye 12 bushel at 25c one Real one spinning wheel one big wheel a lot of spoons a lot of plates a lot of Dishes a lot of Dishes sundries Candle moles 2 lamps Coffy pot one sausage stuffer sundries 1 frying pan sundries a pare of cards 1 hachet 1 Cow bell Knives & forks old Close a Pare of stelyards 2 Cups 1 small bucket 1 strainer 1 Bucket 1 adds 1 Bucket & mug 1 Lantern 3 Crocks 2 Crocks 2 Crocks	D C 9.00 0.23 0.12 ½ 4.05 10.92 3.00 0.45 1.58 1.10 0.41 0.03 0.07 0.12 ½ 0.30 0.26 0.27 0.28 0.18 0.40 1.14 0.18 0.29 1.65 0.75 0.19 0.6 ¼ 1.51 0.6 ¼ 0.27 0.10 0.18 0.79 0.27 0.39 0.15 0.07 0.11

Third page of Sale Bill. Estate of John Rupart. Packet 1439. Family History Library microfilm 2032592.

Byors Names George Ehrhart Daniel Lindismith Mores Wees Mores Wees David Ehrhart David Ehrhart Jacob Kneper Phillip Fox George burnworth David Rolitson David Ehrhart John Himadinger George Borone John Gamble John Gamble John Hymdinger George Ehrhart David Ehrhart George Ehrhart George Ehrhart Thomas Ball Mores Miller George Ehrhart George Ehrhart Joseph Huens George Ehrhart Mores Wees	Articles sold 1 Bake kettle 1 tea kettle 1 pot 1 bag 1 looking glass 1 Barrel 2 barrels 3 Baks 1 trunk 1 saddle bags 12 Bushel of Rye 1 trammel 4 Bushel wheat 1 tramble 1 half Bushel 1 Barrel Shoufle & tongues 1 Bottle 1 slew kettle 1 coffy mill 1 Bed 1 block 1 table 1 Chest 2 Cheers 2 Cheers 1 Bucket	D C 1.03 0.42 0.06 ¼ 0.79 1.02 0.19 0.25 0.31 0.16 0.06 ¼ 3.48 1.50 3.28 0.67 0.50 1.00 0.51 0.13 0.50 0.26 4.08 2.26 0.62 ½ 0.36 0.49 0.40 0.10

Gulf Islands National Seashore

My second sojourn in Florida was nearly at it's end. And, finally, about noon on Sunday the gray clouds disappeared and the sun made it's glorious appearance. I drove the few miles to Gulf Islands National Seashore, just across the bridge on Perdido Key.

It was beautiful. I leisurely walked along the shores of Perdido Key for several hours and though I still needed a light jacket, it was warm! The sunshine on my face never felt so good!

White Sand. Blue Sky. Blessed Sunshine!

Lots of little shells.
The “big” one in the center was about three-quarters of an inch across.

Sand monster.

Abstract art. Courtesy of Mother Nature.

White Sand. Blue Sky. Blessed Sunshine!

I wonder, were they happy?

Recently I scanned some miscellaneous documents for a project for my local genealogy society. Among them was this one. . .

"July 29 / 95

Mr. Wm. H. Magley will please give to Charles O Hess the propper papers to make him self and Miss L. E. Jones happy.

Yours truly
Ed Jones"

Wm. H. Magley was the Whitley County Clerk of Courts in 1895. That's the office that issued marriage licenses. Recorded in Book 5, page 343: Charles Oscar Hess married Ella Jones on August 1, 1895.

According to the transcribed records, Charles was 24 years old and the son of Peter S. Hess. His mother's maiden name was Creager. Ella was 17 years old and the daughter of Edmond Jones. Her mother's maiden name was given as Diller.

A check of the cemetery transcriptions showed that they are buried in Adams Cemetery, Troy Township, Whitley County. Their names are recorded on the same stone. Charles Oscar (1871-1927) and Lucy Ella Hess (1876-1967).

Montana Bale Trail :: What the Hay?

Sunday, September 18th - - It began 22 years ago as a good-natured spoof between two neighboring ranchers but, according to the Montana Bale Trail website, it has become a nationally recognized celebration and in .. was named as Montana's Tourist Event of the Year. I heard about it on the radio one day but as it was more than a two hour drive, I decided not to go. Then, looking at the map to determine my route to Glacier National Park, I realized I'd be going through the area.



A one-day “festival” of sorts held on the first Sunday after Labor Day, the two towns in the area (Hobson and Windham) have “special” events that day. There were reportedly 50 or so “am-hayzing” displays of hay bale sculptures, most created by local farmers and ranchers, along the trail (a 21 mile long loop on state highways 239 and 541 just south of U.S. Highway 87). Many of the hay bale sculptures remain for days and weeks afterward – lucky for me!





Most of the sculptures were named and generally included the word “hay” or “bale” in one form or another. The detail on many of them was rather incredible and ingenious.





I'm just Smurf'Hay.



Rise of the Planet of the 'Hay'pes.



Some were even more simplistic than this Toots 'hay' Roll.



But a lot of work went into this one. The sign in front of it said “Mudhay Days - May June”





It was one of the more elaborate sculptures.



Wild Bale Hickok was quite impressive though.



From his head...



To his toes boots.



But the one I thought was most impressive was “Hay-wo-Jima”



Proud to say Made in the U.S. Hay.



The wind had taken its toll on the soldiers, with the one on the right being almost blown over, but you get the idea...



It was a fun and interesting way to spend an extra hour or so on the long drive to St. Mary on the north-eastern side of Glacier National Park.

Cornucopia of Color

A shot of the variety of fall colors seen on a drive this morning in the Minnesota Northwoods. According to the forecast, it was supposed to dip down into the 20's last night so I headed out early in the hopes of finding some nice frost-covered fields to photograph. Well, the temp never got below 35 so I did not find any frost, but the leaf colors are starting to get nice!

Front Porch Living

Walking through our neighbourhood, it's always interesting to see how many people store their bicycles out on the porch. Passing one particular block, it seemed like every other house had one. Occasionally readers ask whether storing a bike on the porch is a good idea, especially in the winter months. And as usual, it depends.




Indoor bike storage can be tough around here, so it's understandable that for many the porch offers a happy compromise. The bike is protected from precipitation by a roof, so it won't be soaking wet or covered in snow come morning. It is on private property and not out in the street, which offers some peace of mind.And it doesn't take up valuable storage space indoors.






But a porch does not make a bike theft-proof or immune to the elements. It goes without saying that the bike should be locked up securely, ideally with a thick chain. And if you live near salt water, or in an area that gets heavily salted in winter, rust will form despite the roof cover. Components may still freeze, due to moisture getting into them. I have also heard accounts (though have never seen this with my own eyes) of steel bicycle tubes distorting when left outdoors through the winter - most likely due to water condensing, then freezing inside the tubing.




The best candidates for porch living are either beater bikes that you do not care about damaging, or heavy-duty utility bikes with thick tubing, durable paint, and rust-resistant components. Both categories also have some built-in theft protection by virtue of being perceived as too unappealing or heavy to steal. Personally, I would not hesitate to store a bike on my porch, if I had one - though not a delicate or expensive one. And not one heavy enough to make the porch cave in... something I saw the other day during one of my walks.

Cruising Kenai Fjords

Two days in a row without rain was, apparently, too much to ask. It began raining once again shortly after leaving Homer on Sunday morning. We drove about 180 miles, north then east, to the seaside town of Seward on the northeast side of the Kenai Peninsula. The skies cleared a little towards evening, as it had done the previous few days, but the rain continued.

And yet another rainy day dawned on Monday (August 16th). We drove the short distance to the Seward Small Boat Harbor - on the agenda for the day was a cruise through the Kenai Fjords and a portion of the Kenai Fjords National Park, which is mostly inaccessible by land.

We occasionally moved in close to shore looking for otters, seals, whales and puffins.
The fog and clouds provided an eery aspect to the landscape.
For me, the highlight of the cruise was seeing Aialik Glacier, the largest tidewater glacier in Alaska. It is a mile wide and extends four miles back to the Harding Ice Fields. At least I think that is what the captain of our cruise ship said. He was providing so much information that it was not easily absorbed if you weren't paying close attention, which I wasn't always doing! At this point we were still quite a ways away. The top of the glacier was hidden by the clouds and fog and chunks of ice were not yet visible in the water.

This little boat was about half a mile away from the glacier, along it's left side.
The Kenai Star was similar to the cruise ship Tanaina, which we were on. The smaller boat on the right is the same one as in the previous photo only it has now moved across to the right side of the glacier.

Towards the end of our short stay, the fog lifted briefly so that we could actually see the top of the glacier. Quite a few chunks of ice fell off (calved) while we were there. The sound when they broke away was awesome, rather like really loud, close thunderclaps. Not rolling thunder, but quick, short bursts. And it was pure luck if you got a good shot of the glacier calving (I didn't).

The Kenai Star is pulling away from the glacier. It is difficult to comprehend the massiveness of this glacier, even with boats in the picture.

Despite the rain and cloudy, foggy, overcast skies, the cruise was quite enjoyable. We saw several Sea Otters leisurely floating on the surface of the water, as well as some Harbor Seals and Steller Sea Lions. Several Humpback Whales were sighted and I saw one of them spouting water and got a glimpse of its body and tail fin as it was diving below the surface. There was also a mountain goat high up on a mountainside. Pictures were taken but most of them are either out of focus or so far away that the subject can't be distinguished from the water! Weather conditions were horrible!

Steller Sea Lions resting on the rocks.
We saw this black bear on the beach, not far from where a group of campers had their tents set up. They hadn't yet noticed the bear and one of the campers was waving back at us while we were trying to point out the bear to him.

The camper didn't have a clue there was any danger until one of the other campers finally saw the bear when it crossed over the top of the rocks. Luckily, for the campers, it headed straight into the forest.

Yes, the weather was awful (Have I said that before?), but our table-mates were a nice couple from Massachusetts and we had a good time talking with them and sharing adventures during the 8.5 hour cruise. The tour included a dinner of grilled Salmon and Prime Rib at Fox Island, and that was pretty good too!