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Samuel Jackson and Sara Mary Oliver McEldowney

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Samuel Jackson and Sara Mary Oliver McEldowney

James T. Curran (View posts)
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Samuel Jackson "Mac" McEldowney son of Robert and Maria McCullough McEldowney, Sr.
b. 11 OCT 1827, Rainsburg, Riddlesburg, Bedford Co., PA

12 SEP 1827 (gravestone)
m. c 1850-1852, Sarah Mary Oliver, Friend's Cove nr. Rainsburg, PA
d. 16 MAR 1903, nr. Riddlesburg, Broad Top Twp., Bedford Co., PA (oath of death by Lawrence E.McEldowney) bur. 18 MAR 1903, Sec C, Lot 06, Everett Cem., Everett, PA
Sara Mary Oliver (name shown as Fannie on her son William Henry McEldowney's marriage application) daughter of Fanny Greene McCully/McCullough and Thomas Oliver **** poss wrong birthplace
b. 14 MAR 1829, Cambridge, Cambridgeshire, Eng. 14 MAR 1830 (gravestone) nr. Rainsburg, PA (LEM)
d. 16 DEC 1891, Broad Top, Bedford Co., PA 5 DEC 1891 (gravestone)
bur. Everett Cem., Everett, PA
1. George M. McEldowney
b. 1851/1852, Colerain Twp, Bedford Co, PA
m. (1) Lucy Brown/Bowen
m. (2) Samantha ?
d. 1931, Upper Sandusky, OH 1900 Soundex - OH
A. Harry McEldowney (b. c. 1882)
B. Frank E. McEldowney (b. c. 1892)
C. Thomas O. McEldowney (b.c 1897)
D. A. Josephine McEldowney (b. c. 1899)OHIO 1910 WYANDOT CO. SOUNDEX Upper Sandusky, 183:0189:0061
George M. McEldowney 59 PA
Lucy W 49 OH
Frank E. S 18 OH
Thomas O. S 13 OH
A. Josephine D 11 OH
431 W. Wyandot Ave, Upper Sandusky, 212:193:16:32
Harry S 38 OH
Lucy 57 Frank S 28 Thomas S 23 OH
Josephine D 21 OH
2. Rebecca Florence McEldowney
b. c. 6 FEB 1857, Colerain Twp, Bedford Co., PA;
d. 26 OCT 1870, typhoid fever, Rainsburg, PA
Florence McEldoweny,
d. 26 OCT 1870 of typhoid fever at Rainsburg, 13y8m20d
3. William Henry "Harry" McEldowney
b. 29 JUN 1859, Riddlesburg, Bedford Co., PA
m. 20 FEB 1887, Ida Reynolds
d. 20 FEB 1937, Long Beach, Los Angeles Co., CA
2 Children
4.Frances Virginia "Fannie/Jennie" McEldowney Steele
b. 1862
m. 4 AUG 1888, Wilson K. Steele (age 24, res Hopewell Twp, laborer, son of David & Mary Steele), Everett, PA by Rev. G. W. Baughman (Vol.2, rec 413, Bedford Co. Marriage Records, Michael A. Hengst)
d. 1889
They built a house on his father's farm near Yellow Creek, 10 mi. north of Everett. According to Rev Lawrence Edgar McEldowney as reported by Walter Hiett McEldowney:
She was visiting her mother and father in Everett, on Christmas Even when "a lamp fell to the floor, and Jennie, in trying to put out the fire, threw a bucket of water on the flames, thinking to save mother, who was sick in bed." This caused an explosion, "and she ran into the yard, not wanting to scare mother, and my father caught up to her and literally tore the burning clothes from her with his bare hands . . . I yet remember how terribly my father was burned."
A. Oliver Steele;
B. Ira Steele
5. Elmer Ellsworth McEldowney
b. MAR 1861, Riddlesburg, Bedford Co., PA
m. c 1880-1884, Alice Nycum 1900, contractor for Davis Lumber Company, Davis, WV. C. 1906 moved to Elkins, WV.; Elmer continued work as contractor, son Ralph was railroad freight agent WV 1900 Soundex TUCKER CO. Davis Dist, 33:136:12:57
E. E. McEldowney 37 Alice W 34 AUG 1865 PA

Ralph S 15 DEC 1884 PA
A. Ralph Harry McEldowney
b. 1883; m. 1906, Hallie Hinckley (b. 1885), Davis, WV
WV 1910 RANDOLPH CO. Mill Creek, 41:119:163
Ralph McEldowney
Hallie W 24 MD
William S nr WV
***** Suspect Eleanor is actually Elmer and the 1870 enumerator messed something up; on other hand could also be Oliver McEldowney whose existence comes solely from Janice Clinton; but still possible these really are three separate children. Still another possibility: mentions a dau. Florence who died young
6. Florence/Eleanor W. McEldowney
b. c. 1864; d. as child 12y old
7. Oliver McEldowney
b. c. 1868 (IGI)
d. "bef. 1870 census as a child of about 4 years of age"
8. Howard Grant McEldowney
b. c. 1866, Bedford Co.,
m. 29 DEC 1887, Jennie Perry (b. DEC 1869, Eng, daughter of Joseph and Agnes Perry), by W.B.Snyder, J.P, License #16, Bedford Marriage License Dockets 16 DEC 1887 (WHM2)
d. 10 NOV 1941, Riddlesburg, Bedford Co., PA res 1903-1934, Riddlesburg, PA 1894, foundryman 1897, laborer part owner of coke refinery, Riddlesburg, PA WHM2: Only son of Samuel J. McEldowney to remain in PA. By 1891, worked on a blast
furnace in Riddlesburg. Samuel J. McEldowney lived with him until he (Samuel J.) died in ????. All of his 6 children except Grace remained in the Riddlesburg area.
A. Grace McEldowney Gambier
b. FEB 1891, PA; m. ? Gambier; res. Coalmont, CO
B. Robert Oliver McEldowney
b. 21 SEP 1894, Riddlesburg, PA; m. Elsie ? (d. 1946)
C. Harry Ambrose McEldowney b. 11 SEP 1897, Riddlesburg, PA; d. 1952***Oliver looks suspiciously like Robert O. going under his middle name
D. Oliver McEldowney (d. 1946)
E. John N. McEldowney (b. 1905; d. DUI)
F. Mary McEldowney Fink (m. ? Fink; Child: Edwin Fink)
9. James McCullough McEldowney
b. MAR 1868, Bedford Co. PA; m. (1) Daisy ?; m. (2) Lulu Clay (d. 1965); d. 1947 res. 1900 Upper Sandusky, Wynadot Co., OH res 1934, Newell,WV. By 1900 he was in upper Sandusky where he lived in a boarding house with the occupation of carpenter, and worked for his brother George. His first wife was Daisy ?. C. 1923 he assisted Rev. Lawrence Edgar McEldowney as an advance man and general helper in connection with evangelistic services, mostly in WV. In late 1920's he moved to Newell, WV and lived on 3rd floor of his nephew Vergil's home. (Daisy was either deceased or they were divorced at the time. For a number of years he was a toll taker on Newell-E. Liverpool, OH bridge, and later night watchman at one of the Newell potteries. In 1926 (when he was 56) his son Charles was born. James McCullough McEldowney died in 1947 and Lulu McEldowney in 1965. Shortly thereafter Charles married Barbara Roush. They live in what was his parents' home, Washington Street, Newell, WV
A. Charles McEldowney b. 1926; m. Barbara Roush
10. Rev. Lawrence Edgar McEldowney
b. 7 NOV 1873, Rainsburg, Bedford Co., PA; m. 1896, Annie Laura Hiett
d. 18 APR 1958, Tampa, FL 4 children
General: Was slightly over six feet tall, blue eyes. He was literate (note letter below plus signatures on many Civil War-related documents), yet his brother George Espey McEldowney was illiterate. Samuel never went beyond th grade, yet he appears to be well-educated even if self-educated. His 1848 letter shows a command of lnguage, a flair for writing, logic and an interest in the broader issues of the war in Mexico. In 1848, at age 19-20, Samuel Jackson McEldowney served with the Army in the Mexican War. He wrote the following letter to his mother at that time which was published in the Everett Press, March 10, 1903: Toluca, Mexico May 8, 1848
Dear Mother: - I embrace the earliest opportunity of witing to you, to inform you I am well, and sincerely hope this finds you the same. I have seen some trying times since I left home. I have endured unger, fatigue and seen death in various forms. I was as much exposed as any of the Army, but by the intervention of Divine Providence I am spared, though 2000 of my brave fellow soldiers fell in the taking of the City and the battles necessary attending on it. Still I cannot say I am tired of the Army, though I would like very much to be home again. But if our country needs the services of the troops again, I have not the least doubt, we will all again go to work and trash the enemy without a murmur. An Armistice has been formed to suspend hostilities until the second of June in order to save time to form a treaty of peace.
Our commissions, Messrs. Lewis and Crawford are now in the City of Mexico awaiting the formation of the Mexican Congress. At Quricero a government has already been formed and after the election of a President, they will proceed to consider the treaty. The majority are in favor of peace but opposition may throw obstacles in the way to prevent it; so we cannot at present form any idea how the matter will terminate, but we are prepared for the worst let come what may and we ill meet the issue like men and like Americans. If peace, we will want to turn our instruments of death into implements of farming and mechanical purposes and return to our respective homes, confident we have done our duty to our country as men, as citizens and as Americans can and should do. If on the other hand, they force us to renew hostilities by not excepting the treaty, the responsibility ies with Mexico, and they will flee when too late, they have trifled too long with a brave and generous nation, for instead of getting twenty millions of dollars for a small part of her (???-faded) Territory, she will loose all, and her nationality will be blotted out of the nations of the earth forever and get a sound thrashing besides. But, I hope there may be peace if it is only to stay the shedding of human blood. The Mexicans have fortified San Louis Potiosi for the extent of nine square miles. They have 1900 American deserts to assist them who will sell their lives as dear as possible, knowing If we get them, we will hang them immediately. Poor deluded wretches, who have sworn faithfully and truly, to serve their country, and at the first opportunity, joined the enemy and worst of all, they will go down to their graves with perjury on their conscience: all of this because the
enemy held out gold as a temptation. We will not know anything, for a certainty, for the space of two weeks as to the result of the treaty.
My dear mother, write to Mac as soon as you receive this letter and remember me to all inquiring friends and acquaintances. I have sent ten letters home and have not received any answers yet. I have sent four to Alfred and the remainder to you. Now, dear mother, please answer this one and perhaps the enemy will allow it to come through. When you write direct to, Samuel J. McEldowney, Co. I. Volunteers of Butler's Army, Mexico and in the corner print the words, "For Army.. No more at present.
Your affectionate son, SAMUEL J. McELDOWNEY

Civil War service:enrolled 9 OCT 1861 at Rainsburg as private, same day promoted to 1st Sergeant mustered as first sergeant, 13 JAN 1862, Company D, 101st PV prisoner at both Andersonville and Florence discharged by General Order, 3 JUN 1865 Samuel Jackson McEldowney's Muster Rolls up through JUN 1863 contain no information except for that of se/OCT 1862, which contains the notation "3d Enlistment." Not sure what this could mean; supposedly he was in on a three year enlistment. The SEP/OCT 1863 Muster Roll indicates he was "North on furlough of 30 days since Aug. 7. 1863."
On 27 FEB 1864 he was mustered out so that he could re-enlist. At that point, he had not been paid since the
previous 30 APR 1863. He was due $25.96 for his clothing account and $100 as his bounty for re-enlistment. The Muster Roll contains the notation "Discharged by virtue of re-enlist as Vet. Vol. G.O. 191 Series 1863 from W.D [War Dept.]." For most of the year from JUL. 1862 to APR 1863 he was listed as Orderly Sergeant; on all other Muster Rolls, both before and after, he was identified as 1st Sergeant. His pay as 1st Sgt. was obviously $24/mo as the notation on his Muster-Out Roll says "Paid at Camp Parole for months of Jany & Feby 1865 $48.00. Samuel was captured at Plymouth, N.C. and imprisoned at Andersonville, GA. He was paroled 1 MAR 1865 at N.E. Bridge, N.C., just a month before the end of the war and three months after his ther George who he had helped get released early by bribing a Confederate guard. He reported to Camp Parole 9 MAR 1865. He was still owed a balance of $340 on his $400 bounty for having re-enlisted on 1 JAN 1864. He went on 30 days "prison furlough" back home to Rainsburg, Bedford Co., but was laid low by camp fever [prob. typhoid fever]: Sergeant S. J. McEldowney of Co. D 101st Reg PV having applied for a certificate, I do hereby certify that I have carefully examined this man and find him unable to report on account of general debility - resulting from a severe attack of Camp Fever from which he has been suffering some three weeks. In consequence of this he is in my opinion unfit for duty and unable to travel. I further declare my belief that he will not be able to resume his duties in a less period than thirty days. Rainsburg, Bedford Co, Penna April 5, 1865 ??? G. Hughes, M.D. Twomonths later on 12 JUN 1865, he was still in Rainsburg, and Dr. Hughes once again requested a thirty day
extension because of his "general debility". He mustered out at Annapolis, MD - apparently in absentia - 3 JUN
1865 "by reason of G.O. 77 War Dept. A G.O. 1865" Circa 1882, his brother George subscribed to an affidavit in support of Samuel's pursuit of a Civil War pension:
. . . I knew him to be a sound able-bodied man prior to his enlistment in Co. D, 101 Regt P.V. I was with the company and Regiment when it made a raid in Hyde County North Carolina for the purpose of breaking up a band of guerillas on or about the 7th of March 1863. I well remember that while making the march around Lake Mattimus that the said first Sargt Samuel J. McEldowney became disabled in his leg so that he could not march with the Company, and was compelled to be carried on horseback in order to keep with the command. I also remember that he said Samuel J. McEldowney was not able to go on a march or expedition in which his company was engaged on or about the 5th day of April 1863 supposed to be from the same affliction of the leg and from the 5th of April 1863 up to April 20th 1864 (date of capture) I frequently saw his legs on which were very large veins and very frequently heard him complain of suffering with his leg. We were captured at Plymouth North Carolina April 20th 1864, and while in prison I frequently saw his leg and well remember the condition of his leg to be very fat from effects of large or varicose veins. I also further declare that the said Saml J. McEldowney was afflicted while in prison with what we called scurvy. His hands and feet and whole body was badly swollen from effects of scurvy. I further declare that the health of the said Saml J. McEldowney was injured while in the vice. A Reuben Smith of Bedford, Bedford Co. testified: After his discharge I employed him to do work on my farm. He often complained to me of a roaring in his head and said that he could not hear well out of his right ear.
LEM: . . . once more I looked into the weather-beaten face of the man I called father. I tried not to, but could not escape or miss seeing that old man's constant effort to feed and clothe his family. . . His long hours of toil, and the time clock he punched, which was from the break of day until darkness came after the twilight; and then, weary with the long day's toil, he found his way to the cabin home where love waited. Yes, my father was poor, but he lived in what might now be called the "better" days - before communistic teaching came, or the slimy trail of thirst for power, even world dominion had in this democracy been thought of. My father, poor though he was, his sons were proud of him, for he had been a soldier in two wars. In 1845 when but a youth he enlisted in the war with Mexico, and in the Civil War he again enlisted and as a Private in the war between the states - or between ourselves. And I seemed to see him - a soldier of two wars and who endured hardship, with his sleeves rolled up and helping his wife, my mother, a semi-invalid, with the family wash and other drudgery. And again, I seemed to see the scars on his arms and body where he was sword-cut and bullet-plowed, fighting for a democracy then that we seem o be in danger of losing now, and for his soldiery in two wars he received a pension of $6.00 per month. et my father [LEM] had also written me that "until an advanced age my father could not be called good but almost cruel, and that old woman [Granny McCullough] was a fitting parent for him."
LEM: I seemed to somehow see the shining figure of my mother, . . . [a figure ] clothed in white that I recognized as my mother. And why not? For after all, she was to me an angel always; but without education she had no accomplishments as we today know; there came to her no luxury, she could sing but one song, and I seemed to hear that song once more: "Saviour, hear my humble cry, While on others Thou art calling, Do not pass me by". And the only other accomplishment vouchsafed to her to have, was that she knew how to talk to God as if she knew Him, and as a boy she, it seemed to me, could pray a hole in the Heavens above that the devil himself couldn't stop up.

From the Everett Press, 11 DEC 1891, either shortly before or shortly after his wife's death:

S. J. McEldowney will sell his personal property, consisting mainly of Household goods and a good cow on Tuesday, December 15th at ten o'clock. See bills.

Your affectionate son, SAMUEL J. McELDOWNEY

Samuel Jackson McEldowney
The subject of this sketch was born near Rainsburg, this county, Nov. 11th, 1827, and died at his home in Riddlesburg on Monday, March 16, 1903, being aged 75 years, 5 months and 4 days. His entire life was spent in Bedford county, except about six years, during which he was serving his country as a soldier.
He was married in 1857 to Miss Sara Oliver, a daughter of the late Thomas Oliver, of Rainsburg. She died In 1891. To this union nine children were born, six of whom survive, namely George W., of Sandusky, Ohio: Harry, sheriff of unty, Nebraska; Elmer of Davis, West Virginia; H. Grant, of Riddlesburg: Lawrence, of Saxton, and James. In his parental home he was one of a family of twelve chiDeuel coldren, only one of whom survives, Mrs. Eva Kegg of Bedford, widow of the late Jacob Kegg.
As a soldier, Mr. McEldowney has a record that few men can boast of. He was a veteran of two wars, serving with distinction for two years in the Mexican War and four years during the Civil War.
When the Mexican war broke out he went to Baltimore, where he volunteered his services and served two years as a private. His captain was Albert Sidney Johnson, who later resigned his commission in the United States army and was commissioned a Major General in the Confederate army. Mr. McEldowney participated in many of the hard fought battles in the mountains of Mexico and came home at the end of the war without a scratch, having won for himself an honorable record.
When President Lincoln called for troops in 1861 to defend the nation's honor, Mr. McEldowney was again to the front, where he served four years. For valor he was appointed Orderly Serg'eant of Co. D, 101st Pennsylvania Volunteers, Capt. Alex. Comfort, commanding. He was taken prisoner and confined in the famous Florence and Andersonville prisons for 10 months and 28 days. He made his escape from Andersonville prison one dark night, but was pursued by the Rebels with bloodhounds and retaken when within sight of the Union army. Samuel J. McEldowney had many stirring and thrilling experiences, incidents that would please the most
enthusiastic reader of darling deeds done during that bloody war. He was a comrade of Ex Judge Longenecker and on one occasion when Judge Longenecker was lying ill in a hospital and the Confederates were pressing hard the Union ranks, he carried his comrade on his back to the rear and out of danger while shortly afterwards the hospital was burned to the ground. He and Judge Longencker were taken prisoner at the same time. While McEldowney was in rebel prison an order came for an exchange of prisoners, his name
being on the list. His brother was a prisoner in the same pen and on this occasion, Samuel bribed a rebel officer, giving him all the money he had, to change the names so that his sick brother might be free instead of himself.
Space does not permit us to give many of the incidents of this soldier, for truly, a soldier he was: brave, generous and daring, he had the confidence of his superiors and the respect and admiration of his comrades In arms. He has answered to the final roll call and in the great hereafter may his name be enrolled among earth's worthy heroes, for he left a record as a soldier that his ancestors may well feel proud of. Mr. McEldowney as a citizen was an honest, upright and christian man: to his family he was kind and
considerate: to his neighbors he was thoughtful and generous. His friends are numerous and his death is deeply
regretted by all.
Funeral services were held In the Methodist Episcopal church of Everett Wednesday morning, after which is remains were laid to rest Ot the side of his lifelong helpmate in Everett cemetery. Sleep. soldier! still In honored rest.
Your truth In valor wearing. The bravest are the tenderest
The loving are the daring.
His gravestone at Everett Cemetery reads:



CO., D. 101 P.V.

DIED MAR.16.1903


LEM: First, the barbaric burial of my mother. At this late date I have no intention of finding fault, or bring any
accusation. What happened was the custom of a good but primitive people. In turning back across my recollection, I can see my father bent under the agony of his loss. I was just a lad, perhaps less than 16 years of age, but as I look back at my father on the day of my mother's death, I see him as a tottering old man bent with age and Sorrow.
When my mother lay sick and dying, a woman or two came to lend their help, but most of the care of that sick woman and the relief from her suffering depended upon the rough but loving hands of her husband and little son. We did the best we could, but it was crude. But now that she was dead and silently sleeping in one of the two rooms downstairs, the women from country and mountain glen, gully and ravine came, it seemed, in droves, and as I remember the incident now, they filled the other room and more especially the kitchen where the cooking was on in full blast. The fatted calf was not killed and for the reason perhaps that there was no calf to kill, but the little brood of chickens that the woman now dead had raised fell under the ax blows. I wondered why that in all the past there had been so little,
and now that my mother was dead there was so much.
The following day the funeral was held, and the explanation of the activity of the women of yesterday became clear. Of course, we had a preacher. The only visibility of his face was his piercing eyes like polished points of steel which shone through, it seemed to me, the background of the black beard covering his face. To the premature old man who stood silent, broken and bent with agony or to the boy who stood beside him the preacher spoke no word of comfort. His thin lips spoke, but in what he said there was no consolation for the old man in his sorrow, and no comfort for the broken-hearted lad standing by that open grave.
The village church bell tolled, and had there been a watchdog nearby, I am sure he would have howled. But the worst was yet to come. The announcement made by the preacher was, it seems to me as I write it here, a hideous caricature and a ridiculous burlesque on the burial of the dead. His announcement was that the neighbors, friends and everybody was invited to the home of the deceased to partake of the food already prepared. I believed, or tried to, that in our poverty we had a few friends, but little dreamed there were so many. Geographically there were some who lived near us, and of course they were styled as neighbors. But these who made up the everybody, I wondered from whence they came and why. But the 'why' was soon apparent for the feast was on and pitched in a high key of hilarity. There were only two in the otherwise joyful, forgetful throng who in the least recalled or remembered
the grave scene just over, the curtain of despair now and forever closed, the scene and the burial of the one who
was the queen even in poverty, and who reigned with the scepter of her love in what was once a home for an old
man and his young son. Boards were scarce; heretofore there was not a board big enough for me to make a box bed on my
homemade wagon. Now that mother was dead the doors from the stable were taken off to make tables in the yard. My father, I think in order to be friendly, wandered aimlessly among the people, but as far as I know he was not one of these food partakers. The jests and laughter almost drove me mad. I went out to the stable and in a corner, with my dog's head pillowed in my lap, I wept in anguish. No one came to find the heartbroken boy who silently wept alone
accompanied by a cruel symphony of laughter coming through the open space where there was once a stable door. As I sat there weeping that sad day, there came over me a hatred for funerals and a bitterness for all preachers.
Sarah's stone is more ornate with rosette trimmings and reads:


Wife of

S. J. McEldowney


Mar. 14, 1829


Dec. 5, 1891


She died as she lived

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