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The Raitt Family


There is a Raitt Castle. How it fits into our family history I do not know. For more information go to locations.html; locations.html 

 The Mackintoshes.

            "The earliest possessors of Raite were the Mackintoshes. Shaw Mackintosh, the fourth chief of the clan, obtained a grant of Rothiemurcus , Meikle Geddes and the Raite some time before 1265. He is said to have married Helen, the daughter of the second recorded Thane of Cawdor. His son Ferquhard succeeded him, and dying in 1274, left an only child, Angus, during whose minority, the Cummings took possession of Raite and other Mackintosh lands. As Norman knights, they dropped their surname and appear in the records of the period as 'De Rathe' or de Rate'."

  Wars of Independence and the de Raites.

         This was the time of the untimely death of Margaret 'the Maid of Norway'.  It is only speculation but it seems likely that these Cummings were related to the John Comyn, Lord of Badenoch, one of several claimants to the Scottish crown, and perhaps with a view to enhancing their kinsman's claim the de Raites became fervent supporters of King Edward I of England who had appointed himself as 'Overlord of the Realm of Scotland'. Gervaise de Raite was appointed knight constable of the royal castle at Nairn, and in 1292 when Edward summoned a Scottish Parliament at Berwick, both Gervaise and his son Andrew attended and swore fealty, appearing on what has become known derisorily as the 'Ragman Roll'.

                Following William Wallace's call to arms in 1296, Henry Chien, Bishop of Aberdeen and others attempted to put down the insurrection but without avail. Sir Andrew of Raite appears to have taken an active part along with them, and was sent south as the bearer of dispatches to Edward, to give an account of the services rendered by his friends in the north.

                Edward himself came to Nairn at the head of his army in 1303 and spent a fortnight based at Lochindorb Castle - hunting in the woods which then surrounded the loch, and sending out raiding parties to subjugate castles that were then held against him - Inverness, Cromarty, Urquhart and Nairn. It would be strange if the king did not at some stage visit his loyal subject Gervaise at Rait Castle which then as now was on the road from Lochindorb to Nairn.

The Mackintoshes Again.

            The de Raites had opposed Robert The Bruce, but the Mackintoshes had rendered him loyal service at Bannockburn. And when Robert I became King in 1306, the Mackintoshes revived their claim to the lands at Rait. Surprisingly however, the Cummings were allowed to remain at Rait and the feud with the Mackintoshes continued. In 1442 Alexander Lord Gordon granted a charter of the lands of Raite and Meikle Geddes to the Mackintosh chief. And it seems to have been in that same year that the castle was abandoned forever.

         Note: When Rait Castle was abandoned in 1442, James II was King of Scots and Henry VI was King of England. The Wars of the Roses were in the future, Leonard da Vinci and Michelangelo were not yet born and Rosslyn Chapel was a mere gleam in Sir William St Clair's eye!" another Source for the name Raitt  

There is also a Raitt Crest


We will now look at Captain James Raitt's side of the family. Reliable records take us back to his grandfather.    It is fine to know there is a Raitt Castle and Crest, but how does that apply to us? Thusmore research. The following is the result of more research.


The above picture was taken of Aunt Ethel Raitt Van Matre's pictures


    This picture appears to fit the description of the Raitt General Armory for Anniston house that. is:�Rait (Halgreen and Drumnagair, co. Forfar). Or, a cross Crest-An anchor ppr Motto-Spero mehora.� If, this is true then one can trace the name Rait back to Germany in the district of Rhoetia also called Rhaetia.


 Kincardine came from this district during the days of Malcolm H to Scotland with Keith, predecessor of the Earl Marischal and got some lands in THE shire of Nairn, when he built a castle and called it by his own name. One can find Rait castle in the Carse of Gowrie near the ra river Tay. This castle has caused Thuds between two clans who have claimed it. The article calls it the Rait Castle in Strarhnairn.

        This is a branch of the ancient family of Raitt of Halgreen co Kincardine said to be descended from a German of the district of Rhoetia (whence called Rait or Rhat) who in the days of Malcolm II came to Scotland with Keith, predecessor of the Earl Marischal, and got some lands in the shire of Nairn, where he built a castle, and called it by his own name. In the reign of David II, Raitt of Uras, who was the Kings Shield Bearer acquired certain property in the parish of Dunnotar, of which mention is made of the King granting confirmation in 1383.

    In 1396 the Raitt Castle was the main cause of the feud between two rival cal class clans. Rhaetia a Roman province comprising the regions of Rhaetia proper and Vindelicia and extending from the land of the Vindelicia and exp tending from the land of the Helvetii in Gaul to Noricum on the west, and from Gallia Cisalpina to the Danube. It included within its bounds what are now the Grisons and the Tyrol, the southern districts of Bavaria and Wurttemberg and the region of the Italian Alps and contained the sources of the Rhine*Rhenus(, the Inn(Alnus) and the Adige(Athesis) with many other rivers of northern Italy. The principal towns were Tridentum(Trent) in Rhaetia proper and Augusta Vindelicorum (Augsburg) in Vindelicia.

     The original inhabitants of the country were considered by most ancient writers to be Etruscans who had been driven out of Italy by the invasion of the Gaul's and who under their leader Rhaetus took possession of the mountainous country. Modern research has gendered to confirm the view of the ancients. The Rhaetians were a brave and warlike people and their frequent inroad into northern Italy led to the retaliation on the part of the Romans. After a bitter struggle they were subdued in 15B.C. by Drusus and Tiber Tiberius, stepsons of Augustus Caesar. With Vindelicia, which was conquered at this time, the southern region was united to form the province of Rhaetia. Dioclet divided the province into two, giving to the Vindelicia was known as Rhaetia Secunda. southern part the name Rhaetia Prima.

               From this article we have learned a man by the name of Rait came from the district of Rhoetia in present day Germany and built this castle naming it after himself. Thus we our ancestors may have been Etruscans if I am reading this article correctly. These people were brave and warlike.

        This article was found on the internet, but I have no idea if he is related to us.


May 28, 1835

Dear Sir,

    I have to acknowledge receipt of your letter of the 23d inst, enclosing the resolutions of a meeting convened at Brennan�s Hotel, relative to my resignation, as a director of the Charlotte County Bank. Whilst I value most highly the very flattering testimony that the meeting has been pleased to express of my conduct during that time I held a seat at the Board, I cannot refrain from assuring you, how much I regret my services as a director having been so undeserving the compliments so very handsomely paid me. That I retire from office accompanied with the friendly feelings of so respectable a portion of this community, is most gratifying to me; and I beg of you to convey to them my warmest acknowledgments of this public mark of their approbation.

 I am dear Sir faithfully your, James Rait,"


     John Raitt m. Jean Meikison 1763. Jean Meikison was born in Arbroath, Scotland 1742

 Alexander Raitt  m. Susan Millar .  

Alexander Raitt was born August 29, 1768 in Arbroath Parish Scotland and there too married May 1, 1796 to Susan Millar. Date of death is not known. His occupation was Master Mariner. They had at least four children. The fourth mention is John Raitt who married Elizabeth Dorward.

1. Alexander Raitt Nov.9,1799

2. Isobel Raitt Jul. 29,1801

3. Susan Raitt Aug.4,1803

4. John Raitt (Sept.17,1805 -Dec.10,1880 Arbroath, Scotland) M. March 1.1833 Elizabeth Dorward (Jun.20,1808-Aug 8,1883) Parents: John Dorward and Margaret Philip. John and Elizabeth lived at 18 Hannah Street, Arbroath.

    According to Elizabeth Abbott Raitt - John Raitt mentioned above had a brother named James.

     The parents lived and died in Scotland. Thus far we are only able to go back to around 1730's. As we list the children we have a lot more information and even pictures.

[Thanks to David Raitt of Scotland we are able to add more siblings and pictures. THANK YOU] His web site is

1. Margaret Phillip Raitt B. Jan. 8,1834 Arbroath Scotland Occupation. Power loom weaver

2. John Raitt Dec. 15,1837 Arbroath Scotland. m. Apr. 8,1859 Cecilia Crabb . Occ. Machine flax dresser, sailor, farmer. He died July 18,1924 David City Nebr. Circle Mound Cem. See under Crabb family for list of children.

3. David Dorward Raitt ( 1845 Arbroath-1887 St Vigeans) married 1869 Mary Purvis

4. James Dorward Raitt (Oct. 3,1849- July 22,1917) married Elizabeth Abbot (Aug.3,1843 Glamis, Scotland-Sept. 24,1940) . James wife Elizabeth parents were: John Abbot and Bridget Mottley(1812-1880). Except for mention of John living in Scotland, we are without information. Bridget was born in Scotland to Henry Mottley who was a soldier. She died of Pneumonia February 1880 in Washington Township, Tazewell County, Ill.

 5. Elizabeth Dorward Raitt (1849- There is a problem here unless James and Elizabeth were twins.) m. William Doig

             John Raitt


         On Thursday afternoon, April 8. 1909, at the home of their son, A. C. Raitt, near Rising City, was celebrated the golden wedding of Mr. and Mrs. John Raitt Sr.

        Seventy relatives and friends from near and far, gathered to help celebrate the occasion. Among them was a Mrs. Archie Crabb, of Chenoa, ILL., a sister-in-law, who came to Nebraska to be numbered among the happy crowd. The afternoon was spent in social conversation, music and singing. Miss Ethel Dollison favored the guests with several well rendered piano solos, and Rev. H. C. Seidel, sang some very appropriate songs.

       J. D. Raitt. a brother of the groom, was the one present on this occasion, who was present at the wedding a half century ago. He and Mrs. Jane Lawson, a sister of the bride, are the only two people in America who were present at the marriage. Mrs. Lawson, on account of illness was unable to attend the golden wedding. Mr. Raitt�s brother was called on or a speech. In his remarks be said, �I well remember the night fifty years ago. I can remember the faces, and friends who were there. The bloom of youth was on your faces. Time brings many changes. You have experienced many ups and downs since then.

        �At that time you were living under the British government. Not long after You embarked for America, and became citizens of the United States."

        To his brother Mr. Raitt said: You have now lived under three forms of governments, viz. The British government, the republican form of government and petticoat government and you look pretty good yet." .

            Rev. Seidel then spoke. He expressed a wish that it might be possible, just for the afternoon, to change that large, magnificent assembly into Scottish people, and live for half a day the life and ways of the people Bonnie Scotland.

    He then presented Mr. and Mrs. Raitt with eighty. dollars and a dozen gold tea spoons as a token of respect, esteem and good will of their many friends, relatives and neighbors. A gold meat fork, and a plate trimmed in gold were also received by Mr. and Mrs. Raitt.

        The guests then congratulated the bride and groom on the success of their past life and wished them many more long and happy years of wedded life. A five course supper was served.

         Mr. and Mrs. Raitt were married in Arbroath Scot 8, 1859. They came to the United States in 1863, and settled in Illinois. In 1899 they came to Nebraska, where Mr. Raitt had bought a farm near Rising City, which is now their present home. They are the parents of eleven children, eight of whom are living. Five of them being present on the occasion They have both passed the three score and ten mark, but they enjoy the best of health.

 Old Pioneer


        John Raitt was born Dec. 15th, 1837 at Arbroath, Scotland and departed this life at Flanagan ILL July 18, 1924, at the age of 86 years, 7 months and 3 days. He grew to manhood, in Scotland and united with the Presbyterian church on confession of faith when a young man and has lived a consistent Christian life. His Bible and hymn book have been his daily companions all his life. The last few years he read his Bible thru several times a year.

    He was married to Cecelia Crabb April 8, 1859 of Arbroath, Scotland and came to the U. S. In the spring of 1863, locating at Peoria, ILL. Here he followed his trade of an iron molder for six years, until poor health caused him to seek an occupation in the open air. He moved on a farm near Chenoa, Ill., and followed the occupation of a farmer for forty-five years. In 1899 he moved Nebraska and located on a farm three miles east of Rising City, where he lived until 1916 when he moved to David City. His wife and companion of o 61 years passed to the Great Beyond four years ago and since that time he has made his home with his children.

     He is survived by three sons and four daughters, John and Archie C. Raitt of Rising City; James C. Raitt " of David City; Mrs. Elizabeth Taylor of St. Louis, Mo.; Mrs. W. G. Lindsey of Chinook, ILL; Mrs. J. H. Holt, Flanagan, ILL; Mrs. George Hewitt , Rising City, Nebr. He also leaves 26 grandchildren and 30 great grandchildren.

    Mr. Raitt possessed many noble traits of character, and was held in love and respect by all who knew him. He was always a kind and helpful neighbor and ready to lean a helping hand to any one in need. He was a man who stood by his convictions and bore patiently the trials and discomforts of his last sickness with perfect faith in his Savior. Only a few days before his death he told his daughter that he hoped God would call him soon for he was ready to go. At the time of his death, he was member of the M.E. Church at David City.

    The funeral services were held at the M. E. church in Rising City Tuesday a. m. conducted by the pastor, Rev. A. A. Randall and the remains laid to rest in the Circle Mound cemetery.

     Six grandsons, Archie, Russell, Orville and Wendell Raitt , Burton Hewitt and James Van Matre, Jr . acted as ball bearers.



 Ana, ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,Claude, ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,Sarah ,,,,,,John, ,,,,,,,,,,,,,Daisy?, ,,,,,,,,,Matilda

James,, Elizabeth ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,James &Elizabeth,,,,,,,,,,,,,, Lily,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, Colin 

        James Dorward Raitt, with his Wife, Elizabeth Abbot , and their son, John Raitt, and Bridget Motley (mother of Mrs. Raitt) left Arbroath on the 14th day of July, 1871, for Glasgow and from Glasgow by steamboat for New York, U.S.A. Arrived in New York July 31,1871, then by train to Chenoa, Mc Lean county, Illinois.


3. James Dorward Raitt (Oct. 3,1849- July 22,1917) married Elizabeth Abbot (Aug.3,1843 Glamis, Scotland-Sept. 24,1940) .

    James wife Elizabeth parents were: John Abbot and Bridget Mottley(1812-1880). Except for mention of John Abbot living in Scotland, we are without information. Bridget was born in Scotland to Henry Mottley who was a soldier. She died of Pneumonia February 1880 in Washington Township, Tazewell County, Ill.

  The following is James Dorward Raitt's obituary published in the newspaper.

     He Died at His Home in David City Sunday July 22, 1917 James Dorward Raitt, ILL for three months- with asthma of the heart, passed away at his home in East David City at 8:30: o�clock Sunday evening, July 22. During all of his illness Mr. Raitt was not confined to his bed, but spent the time in a chair.

         Funeral services were held in St. Luke's M. E. church at 10 o�clock. Wednesday morning, July 25, and were conducted by the pastor, Rev. J. F. Haas, assisted by Rev. L.. D. Christy, pastor of the Christian church. Mr. Raitt's four sons acted as pall bearers. Three hymns, �Jesus, Lover of My Soul,� �Jesus, Savior, Pilot Me" and �Shall We Meet Beyond the River?" were sung by a quartet composed of Mr. and Mrs. Guy Walling, Miss Delta Tilma and A. L. Hughes. Burial was In the David City cemetery.

        Mr. Raitt was a native of Scotland, born In Arbroath, October 3,1840. He was married there Dec. 18, 1868, to Miss Elizabeth Abbott and three years later they came to America, arriving in New York July31, I871. They lived near Eureka, Ill., until I.1883, when they came to Nebraska, locating on a farm which they bought in Saunders county, near Prague. They resided there 20 years and then moved on a farm near Rising City, 1iving there until their removal to David City 10 years ago.

            When In Scotland Mr. Raitt was a follower of the Presbyterian faith, but after coming to America he became a member of the Methodist church, 30 years ago.

             Mrs. Raitt and nine children survive Mr. Raitt. Three children preceded their father in death. The children living, are James Raitt, Jr., Mrs. Anna Hair, Bell Ives and Mrs. Matilda Liles of North Bend. Mrs. Daisy Baldwin of Dunning, John Raitt of Enterprise, . Mrs. Elizabeth Kelli of David City, Claude Raitt of Rising City, Colon Raitt of Plankington, S. Dakota. Mr. Raitt also leaves 29 grandchildren, 20 of whom are boys and 9 girls, a brother, John Raitt who resides in David City and a sister living in Scotland.

            All of Mr. Raitt's children were in attendance at the funeral. Others coming from elsewhere were Robert Baldwin and two children from Dunning, Mr. and Mrs. Clem Gidley, Mrs. Jennie Wilcox and Jesse Gidley from Morse Bluffs and George Liles and two children, E. A. Ives, Pearle Hair . Mr. and Mrs. W. W. Hall, Mr. and Mrs. James Hall, Sr., Mr. and Mrs. James Hall, Jr., and babe and John Hall from North Bend.

            A genial and kindly man, Mr. Raitt will be greatly missed by the large circle of friends he had required during his life time He always took--(Rest of newspaper article is missing.)

             Now we will read from James Raitt's own notes about his trip back to Illinois.

James Raitt's Notes On Our Visit to Illinois

        Before presenting his notes, since our generation does not know the people he mentions, the compiler here is going over them. The first Mr. Crabb mentioned is Archie Crabb who was a childhood friend in Arbroath, Scotland and the brother of Cecelia Crabb the wife of John Raitt James' brother. Henry Crabb the brother of Archie Crabb. Emma Holt is the sister of Archie Crabb, Henry Crabb and Cecelia Crabb Raitt. Mr. and Mrs. Lindly are Margaret sister to the Crabb's just mentioned and W. G. Lindly. A. Taylor and Mrs. Taylor are. Alexander Taylor and Elizabeth Crabb who is a sister to those previously mentioned. Lucius Philips married the daughter of John Crabb who was the brother of Henry, Archie, and Cecelia Crabb . The daughter named was Elizabeth Ann. She is referred to as Mrs. Philips. Philips may also be spelled Phillips.

    Having emigrated from Illinois to Nebraska in February, 1883, and not having been back during these nearly 25 years, and having two children and my wife's mother buried there and wishing to have a stone put up to mark the spot where they were buried, Mrs. Raitt and myself resolved to make a visit back to Illinois. so on Wednesday, Sept. 26,1907, we went to Garrison and to the 8:10 a.m. train on the B.& M. R. R. for Peoria, Ill. Got to Lincoln about 10 a.m. and as we had to wait for the train, went for a walk through the city. While looking for a place to get dinner I felt a hand on my shoulder and on turning round looked in the face of Frank Schaaf. He had been looking out his office window on the opposite side of the street and said he knew us at the first glance. He wished us to go home with him to dinner, but we declined. he said he was doing a good business and was doing well since he left David City.

     Left Lincoln about 4:16 and arrived at Galesburg about 3 a.m. September 27. Left Galesburg at 5 a.m. and got to Peoria at 7 a.m. got on the street car and very soon was at 414 Butler Street, the residence of Mrs. John Rose, who when Mrs. Rose was a girl was a friend and companion of my wife. As I had wrote to her before leaving, she was expecting us. When Mrs. Rose and my wife met it was hard to tell whether they were going to laugh or cry.

            Mrs. Rose's youngest daughter, Anna is married and occupies part of her home. Mrs. Rose's husband died about 9 years ago. Her children are all married except her youngest son, Harry, who lives with her.

        As we planned to stop just one night in Peoria, both Mrs. Rose and her daughter, Anna, protested against us going away so soon. Then another daughter, Mrs. Ryan, came in when the three got after us to stay till Monday we gave in. I told them I had wrote to Archie Crabb that I would be in Chenoa on Friday and did not wish to have him go to Chenoa after us and us not be there.

         "Oh," said Mrs. Ryan, "You write him a post card and I will jet jack to mail it as he goes to his work after dinner and Mr. Crabb will get it tomorrow and he will not go to Chenoa after you." I was not sure about Mr. Crabb getting the postal in time, but to ease my conscience I wrote the card and gave it to Mrs. Ryan.

        After dinner, along with Mrs. Rose, we went to see the city and purchase a stone. Went to John Merkle & Sons in Adams Street where we purchased a stone. It was to be lettered and taken out to the cemetery at Deer Creek, was to point out the graves. After viewing the fine buildings and large stores went back to Mrs. Rose's.

             It rained nearly all night and was raining yet on Friday morning, so we stayed indoors all day. Mrs. Dargel called up Jim Cramond over the phone and told him we were in Peoria. I went to the phone to talk to him. While I was talking to him, Mrs. Rose and others commenced to laughing. I asked what they were laughing at. They said I told Jim Cramond I knew an Arbroath man who lived in Wilber, but he was dead now.

        Saturday, Sept 28, I took the street car for Mr. Cramond's. He is an Arbroath man, but has been a long time in the States. After a pleasant talk with him and listening to a few Scottish airs from his fine phonograph I went back to Mr. Ryan's where we were invited to dinner. After dinner went to Adams street to Walter Wyatt to get glasses fitted for her eyes. Mrs. Rose and Mrs. Ryan being with us, we went to another married daughter of Mrs. Rose's, Mrs. McCracken. After visiting with her for some time we returned to Mrs. Rose's.

        Sunday, the 29th, along with Mrs. Rose we went to visit her son, Jim, where we had dinner. After dinner Jim and I started out for a walk. We went to the river side and walked up towards the bridge. The sight along the river bank was certainly a sight to see. House boats and shacks of all description lined the river side. The tenant was in keeping with the shacks they lived in. Was shown through one of the distilleries by a man who was in charge who showed us the different processes the corn went through till it was whisky Went as far as the bridge, then to the car and Jin's house. After supper returned to Mrs. Rose's.

        On Friday night Mrs. Ryan had gone with me to visit an Arbroath man named Charles Mc Birney and Mr. and Mrs. Mc Birney had promised to come and visit us at Mrs. Rose's on Sunday night, so not to disappoint them we left Jim Rose's, although was told Mr. and Mrs. Mc Cracken were coming there that evening. Well, the Mc Birney's did not come.

             September 30, left Peoria for Chenoa. Mrs. Dargel went to the station with us. Mr. Crabb was waiting for us at the station. he told us he was in on Friday and had waited for the afternoon train when we did not come in on the morning train. He said it had rained all day. I told him how it was and I was sorry he had got such a wetting, but when he said, "Do you think I never got a wetting before, and you done quite right to stop in Peoria and enjoy yourself," I said no more about it.

         Mr. Crabb lives about 9 miles from Chenoa. Mrs. Crabb gave us a warm welcome. After dinner Mr. Crabb hitched up to his buggy and said he was going to give me a drive to see the country. We drove to Jim Richardson's. He was plowing. I walked over to him, when "Now are you Jim Raitt?" he said as we shook each other by the hand. After a short talk he said he would come to Mr. Crabb's at night. So we left. It was from Jim Richardson's father that I rented the small house I lived in when we first came to the States 36 years ago. Jim was then a young man the girl who afterwards became his wife used to visit us. His children are now grown up, married and have children of their own. As we drove past the graveyard I could recall the face and form of many who are at rest there but who were in vigorous manhood 36 years ago. We went to Mr. Snethen's and then back to Mr. Crabb's.

        Tuesday Mr. Crabb and I walked to John Guthrie's where we had a sort visit. Then Mr. Guthrie went back to Mr. Crabb's with us. Mrs. Snethen and Mrs. Brinkman were there when we got back, so that we got acquainted with them and Robert Crabb, Mr. Crabb's son, who lives with them.

        Wednesday, October 2. Went to Henry Crabb 's today. Mr. Brinkman was there, building a cow stable, Henry Crabb helping him. I walked to Jim Nicol's where I had a cordial welcome from Mr. and Mrs. Nicol and their two daughters, Mabel and --. Mrs. Nicol remembers me and Mrs. Raitt well when we live in Arbroath. After a pleasant visit and talk about Arbroath and Arbroath streets and folks I went back to Henry Crabb's for dinner. One of Mr. Crabb's daughters has a very fine voice and we greatly enjoyed the playing and singing by his two daughters. After supper we went back to A. Crabb's.

         October 3. This was my 67th birthday. Mr. & Mrs. A. Crabb, myself and Mrs. Raitt started this morning for Pontiac. On the way stopped at the country farm, Mr. and Mrs. Myer in charge. It is a grand institution, 60 inmates to look after 240 acres of land. Mr. Myer took us through the whole building, explaining all the different arrangements. Everything was in perfect order and scrupulously clean. We had dinner there. Archie Crabb's name is engraved on the stone sent in the building, he being one of the building committee. After dinner drove to Pontiac. here we met David Copes. He was boy of 9 years old when we lived near Chenoa 36 years ago and remembered us quite well. he took us in his automobile and drove through the streets of the city, giving us a fine chance to see this remarkable beautiful city. In one corner of the block on which the court house stands is a beautiful monument erected in memory of the soldiers and sailors of Livingston county which lost their lives in the civil war 1861-1865. In Pontiac is likewise the state reformatory., a number of large fine buildings. Livingston county way well be proud of it country town. Got to A. Crabb's about sundown well pleased with our day's outing.

         October 4. Went to Jim Nicol's today. Had a great day talking of old times. Heard some fine airs from his phonograph. He has three sons and two daughters at home. After supper we bid goodnight to this truly Scottish family and went back to A. Crabb's.

        October 5. Mr. Crabb and myself started for Chenoa. On the we stopped at George Womberdorf''s. Mr. Womberdorf and his wife, Maria Beeks, were neighbors to us when we lived near Chenoa 36 years ago. They were not married then. Now they have a grown-up family, some of them married and have children. Mr. and Mrs. Womberdorf gave us a hardy welcome. We talked about the changes that had taken place in 36 years, etc., etc. After dinner drove to Chenoa. It is a lively town, by the way the streets was thronged and the number of wagons and buggies I saw here. It has grown quite large since I was here. Met Mr. Morris Monro, who is cashier of the bank in Chenoa. Found A. Crabb, Jim Nicol and Mr. Monro was sending to Dundee for views of Scotland, so I sent along with them. Got to A. Crabb's about sundown George Taylor called me up over the phone said he was coming over to see us tomorrow.

            October 6. Went to John Guthrie's this forenoon. After diner went to church. heard a good sermon. Met Mrs. John Phillips, Lucius Phillips, Charles Richardson, Bell Phillips, Ethel Crabb , Orin Hepperly and wife. Henry Crabb and family came and stayed the evening at Mr. A. Crabb's.

         October 7. A. Crabb called Emma Holt to the phone and told her we were coming there Wednesday. Went to visit Mr. and Mrs. Brinkman today. Mr. and Mrs. Nicol was there visiting also. Spent a very pleasant day, a great deal of conversation being about Arbroath, etc. Stayed till after supper, then went back to Mr. A. Crabb's, then Mr. Crabb took us to visit Mrs. John Phillips and her daughter, Bell. It was a great pleasure for us to see Mrs. Phillips. Her husband, now dead, was a friend to us when we came to Illinois 36 years ago. Got back to A. Crabb's about 10 p.m.

         October 8. This morning Mr. Crabb took us to visit Mr. and Mrs. Snethen. Mr. Snethen had just got back from South Dakota. After dinner Mr. Snethen's son started the phonograph. He had some fine records. After spending a very pleasant day and after we had supper we bid Mr. and Mrs. Snethen goodbye and returned to A. Crabb's.

        October 9. Got ready this morning to go to Mr. and Mrs. Holt's, Mr. A. Crabb taking us in a carriage. It was about 10 mile drive. The fields of corn all the way were good. Got to Mr. Holt's about 10 a.m. Shortly after we arrived Mr. and Mrs. Lindly and Mr. Lindly, Sr. arrived. After dinner Mr. Crabb and Mr. and Mrs. Lindly left for home. Mr. Holt has some fine horses, one bay colt 3 years old weighing 1400 pounds. When I was admiring this fine colt, Mr. Holt said his brother, Jim, had two 2-year-old colts that were 200 lbs. heavier than his bay. Of course I was from Nebraska and for the honor of my state I was bound to go him one better, that another idea came to me. "And where does Brother Jim live?" I asked. "About three-fourths of a mile from here," he said. "then what is the matter with me going to Brother Jim's and seeing the colts?" "All right," said he, "I will take you there in the morning."

         October 10. Harry took me over this morning to Brother Jim's to see his horses. The two 2-year -old colts were there all right. One weighted 1610, and the other 1640. In the afternoon went with Mr. and Mrs. Holt to Flannigan. It is quite a town; some very fine buildings and quite a business town. October 11. Mr. Holt took us to Mr. Lindly's today, 10-mile drive. The field of corn all the way looked fine. After dinner Mr. Lindly and Mr. holt went to Monmouth ,leaving us a Archie Taylor's. On their return from Monmouth took us back to Mr. Lindly's.

         October 12. Along with Mr. and Mrs. Lindly we went to Monmouth. This is quite a market town. Some fine buildings. four large elevators. here is likewise a coal mine one mile out of town, employs 150 men, output 300 to 400 tons daily. We spent a very pleasant afternoon sightseeing.

        October 13. Went with Mr. and Mrs. Lindly to Monunk and attended service at the Methodist church, Rev. Ayling pastor. He preached a good sermon. The church is a very fine building. In the afternoon visited with A. Taylor and Mrs. Taylor.

        October 14. Mr. Lindly to us to Monunk where we took the train for Graymont. A. Crabb was at Graymont to meet us. On arriving at Mr. A. Crabb's home Mrs. Brinkman was just leaving to go home, so we bid her goodbye. Miss Ethel Crabb was visiting at A. Crabb's. While eating apples we were talking about George Taylor. when Miss Crabb said, "Why don't you ring him up?" She said, "I will get him,: and sure enough she went to the phone and was not long in having him at the other end of the phone and had him promise to come to Mr. Crabb's tonight. Well, we thought we would see him after all, but a greater surprise was in store for us, for first Mr. Guthrie, David Guthrie, May Guthrie and Elmer Williams and Mable Wilson, teacher then Lucus Phillips, Mrs. Phillips, then Mollie and Lula Crabb, then Low Halyman, then George Taylor, all came to spend the evening and truly it was an evening long to be remembered. Roler Crabb set the phonograph going and rolled out a number of pieces. On departing all gave us a hearty handshake and wished us a pleasant journey an safe arrival home in Nebraska.

         October 15. Roler Crabb took Mr. and Mrs. Crabb and us to Chenoa to take the train to Bloomington. Arrived at Bloomington at 1:30 a.m. Found the train to Deer Creek did not come till 8 a.m. The Bloomington court house is a beautiful building. Arrived at Deer Creek at 8:45:a.m. Here Alex Storboras, W. Smith and George Small were at the train to welcome us., along with Jim Nicol. Went to Mr. Small's house where we sat talking till 11 p.m.

        October 16. Went to the cemetery this morning to locate the graves of our two children, Marion and Henry. Got Elmer Ramsey to put down the foundation for the stone. We went to Fred Chaffer to get a barrel of water. He was plowing and thought I was an old German when he saw me driving along the road, but as soon as I went close to him, "How are you, Jim Raitt?" "All right, how's Fred?" Then I told him what my errand was and asked him if he could help out was a barrel of water. "Just as soon as I can get a wagon," said he. "My wagon is gone and I will have to go to my son's for one. Go up to the house and have a chat with Mrs. Chaffer and I will have a barrel at the graveyard pretty soon." I went to the house and talked with Mrs. Chaffer while Fred got wagon, barrel and water at the graveyard. Fred Chaffer and Elmer Ramsey mixed the cement and sand and made the foundation. Then we left it to harden till next morning. In the afternoon I met L. Stumbaugh, Frank Field, John Phillips, John Potts, and Misses Lenick and other people I had known when I lived at Deer Creek.

         October 17. Mr. Crabb, E. Ramsey and myself went to the cemetery and placed the stone on the foundation. Got Mr. Small's horse and buggy and went to visit with Mr. and Mrs. Chaffer. What a change there was at the four corners- store gone, blacksmith shop, wagon shop and dwelling house, all gone. The house in which Doc Allen used to live was there. The school house yard in which I raised a Republican poll. Yes, 25 years brings many changes. Miss Mabel and Maud Chaffer are the only two of Fred's children at home, the others being all married except one who was dead. After dinner myself in one room and Mrs. Raitt and Mrs. Chaffer and her two daughters in another room kept up a lively conversation till 4 p.m., when we left to visit the grave yard that Mrs. Raitt might see the stone now it was in place. At Mr. Small's met Jim Nicol who had been at Peoria and had seen Call and Agnes homeward bound. Mr. and Mrs. Crabb had gone to visit Mr. and Mrs. Voohres. Mr. and Mrs. Voohres came back with them so that we had the pleasure of seeing them this evening Then we went to visit Mr. and Mr. Horton. After spending the evening with them went back to Mr. Small's.

        October 18. Mr. and Mrs. Crabb and Mr. and Mrs. Nicol left this morning on the train for Chenoa. Met John Schofer and Borton Laing, old neighbors. At 10:45 a.m. we bid goodbye to Mr. and Mrs. Small and took the train for Peoria. Owning to the kindness of Mr. and Mrs. Small our visit to Deer Creek was a great pleasure, never to be forgotten. On Arriving at Peoria we were pleased to find Mrs. Rose waiting for us at the station. On arriving at her house Mrs. Ryan and Mrs. Dargel gave us a cordial welcome. After dinner along with Mrs. Rose we went to Adams Street, Mrs. Raitt going shopping while I went and paid for the stone. We then went to Glen Oak Park. It is a beautiful place. While walking around Mrs. Raitt lost her purse. On retracing our Steps Mrs. Rose found it. Took the car back to Mrs. Rose's . Mr. and Mrs. Ryan came in. Conversation was lively till train time, when we bid them kindly warm-hearted friends goodbye. Mr. Dargel went to the train with us. Got our grip checked and saw us in the car. Left Peoria at 8 p.m.

        October 19. Arrived in Omaha at 8 a.m. Took our grips to the union depot and then went to see the city. After seeing the post office, Bee building, etc., we were looking for a place to get our dinner when Mrs. Raitt asked a man who was passing where was a place we could get a good dinner. "Are you from Glasgow?" was his answer. "Not quite," said I, "We are from Arbroath." "An did you kin I wis Scottish?" said Mrs. Raitt. ", I kent as soon as yu opena your mouth." After some further talk he took us to a place where we got a good dinner. Before bidding us good day he gave me his address, S.D. Jolly, Detective 720, S.Y.L. Bldg, Phone 3540. His grandfather and father were born in Montrose. He was on the Mrs. Lillie case in David City. (Grandmas Maude Jockisch says she remembered the case.) He told me if I ever came to Omaha to look him up. Left Omaha at 3 p.m. over the N.W.R.R. On arriving at Fremont on looking out at the car window there was Annie on the platform, waving to us. Her and another girl had come from North Bend to purchase coats. She told us she had a letter from a girl friend in David City and that Colin had had his wagon smashed by an engine. he certainly had a close call. He had been to Rising with a load of wheat. he just got off the dump when he saw a freight train coming toward hi, but on account of cars on the track did not see a passenger train coming from the other direction. he tried to turn the mules, but the frightened brutes bounded on the track in front of the approaching engine. The engine struck the wagon on the front wheel, raised it up in the air, but with a bound the mules, being heavy, powerful brutes, jerked part of the wagon gear clear of the engine. Colin had held on to the lines so that then the mules went off the part of the wagon he was pulled out of the wagon, clear of the engine, unhurt except shaken up. The wagon box and two wheels were mashed. While he made no claim on the company, they paid him $20.00.

             Got to Millerton at 7:30. As they had not got my letter saying we would be home Saturday night, there was no one to meet us, but then the phone was handy and very soon Lizzie was on the way to Millerton after us.]

         For James wife Elizabeth Abbot linage all I have is her mother was Bridget Motley who came with James and Elizabeth when the immigrated to the USA. At one place it states Elizabeth's people were soldiers.

        Bridget Motley was born in Scotland [the name Motley is found in Ireland] and passed away Feb. 19,1880 buried in Washington Township, Tazewell County, ILL. Due to Elizabeth living into her nineties and James being a sea Captain the news paper did a series of articles on her. Further, her granddaughter Ethel Raitt Van Matre wrote an article for the news paper concerning her grandparents and a grandson Robert B. Baldwin wrote a poem.

A Story of Mrs. Elizabeth Raitt

taken from the Peoples Banner, 1938

    "The following written by Mrs. Elmer Scott and was printed in the North Bend Eagle, and The Peoples Banner 1938. tells of the life of Mrs. Elizabeth Raitt of this city who is almost 95 years of age, and will be of much interest to her many friends here as well as at No Bend.


     ...I was so glad that day when Mrs. Pearle Hair Consented to accompany me. Pontiac and I are excellent friends. We have wonderful times together, we two, but I must con fess the conversation is a bit one-sided. It's really better to have a third party along lest some overzealous patrol man catch me muttering and pick me up as one suffering from a dementia praecox. Such is the weakness of the human flesh that, so long as someone is in the seat beside you at whom you my hurl your conversation, you may gossip about your neighbor, ruin a reputation of blaspheme your God without fear of molestation; but just try talking aloud to yourself, even if you are composing a poem, preparing a speech or saying a prayer. You'll be looked upon with suspicion. Folks will give you a wide berth as they pass you and I'd hate to be caught at it by a policeman.

         Dear! Dear! Where was I? Oh yes! Mrs. Pearle hair and I were on our way to David City to interview her mother, Mrs. Elizabeth Raitt , and we were so interested in the subject of our quest that the miles fairly flew although the speedometer never registered over forty-five.

         Out of my talk with Mrs. hair, I gained one impression, an important one, namely: the genuine admiration she had for her mother. That is the first test an "Old Timer" prospect must pass. Their own must find something to admire in hem, and Grandma Raitt passed it with flying colors.

        Can you think of anything more commonplace and prosy than a rumbling old lumber wagon? Who of us ever saw it save a clumsy farm tool until someone wrote "Wagon Wheels" and now every one of us who has ever suffered the pangs of nostalgia thrills every time he hears, "Wagon Wheels carry me Home." Life is like that. There are those who see in it nothing but drudgery and monotony. They never awake to the fact that every day fairly runs over with drama, did they but open their eyes to see it. You can't write stories about such people. But there are others who drink the cup of every experience to the bottom. They live on the hill tops when they are glad and what reach they that they have to descend to the depths of sadness at times or that they have to do desert stretches between, life is a thrilling adventure to them and their own admire them. They are the material from which stories are made. Do you wonder that my pulse accelerated a bit as I listened to Mrs. Hair.

        Grandma Raitt fulfilled all my fondest hopes of her, too. I had written to her we were coming for sure, and she was waiting for me all dressed up in a soft, crinkly crepe, lavender dress with her white hair combed smooth and , when we had put off our coats she herself led me into the parlor where her favorite chair stood.

        Incidentally she has a picture of herself seated in that very chair sketched for her by her good friend, Dale Nichols, celebrated Nebraska artist who exhibited a collection of his Nebraska paintings at the Jocelyn Memorial last fall. Dale Nichols comes to see grandma Raitt every time he visits his farm-home birth place, which happens to be near David City.

         It was Nichol's sketch of Mrs. Raitt that introduced me to the autograph albums. She keeps them near her hand and every new friend she acquires gets a chance to write in them and she always wants the new acquaintance to tell the circumstances of her first meeting with him. I only hope the story I shall write of her will be worthy of the place she offered me in her autograph album.

         Before we started on the life story, she showed me her handiwork, a rag rug which she was knitting and when I admired it she straightway had her daughter get one she had finished to give to me. I'm using it as a cover for my piano bench and I shall keep it as a memento of this "old Timer" friend of mine, who at ninety-four finds life so full of zest.

        Grandma Raitt does no complaining, she does not sigh for the years that are gone nor groan over present aches and pains. She knows what her neighbors are doing; but she doesn't gossip. The biggest event of her year is her annual birthday party which has taken place every August 30th for twenty-five years.

        For this birthday party she has a method all her own. All year she plans for it and every new friend she makes, gets an invitation if they pass the test. When the new ones are added each year to the old friends and relatives, the resulting gathering is of no small size. Two year the party numbered over one hundred which is the largest party of all, I think. I tell you I felt highly honored when she put her soft old hand on my cheek and said, "I'd like to have you come next year".

         One other characteristic I must mention before I turn back the pages of history for my story That is the marvelous repertoire of poems stored away in the mind of this interesting old Scotch lady. Hundreds of poems, lyrics and epic, she know and she recites them with real interpretive ability. She has a verse to fit any turn of conversation may take but her masterpiece is an epic poem concern border warfare in early Scottish history which contains sixty verses. I shall tell you how she got this remarkable ability to retain poetry later but here I must tell you that just two years ago she appeared before the Woman's Club of New Castle, Wyoming, in a program of verses. At that time--she was ninety-three years old--she stood on her feet almost an hour and recited poetry. She's proud of that Day's accomplishment and justly so.

        What more shall I tell you of that day's visit? The delicious dinner prepared by the daughter, the trip past Dale Nichols' home, the glimpse of an old music box whose silver tinkling first tickled my ears when Pearl Scott and I were girls in school. All these and more I could tell by space for-bids.

[Elizabeth Raitt History]

    Strathmore ea built in the year 1200: A fairy castle where Shakespeare wrote his immortal couplets! A grim redoubt bathed in the blood of border warfare. High vaulted rooms hung with priceless tapestry and filled with ancient furniture! Long halls down whose lofty ceiling corridors marched double rows of ancestral forms, caught and held immortal by the flamboyant portraiture of olden times! Ghostly secret chambers where hid the loyal knights of feudal days! A far cry this baronial castle of the Earl of Strathmore from a sod shanty on the Nebraska prairies! Aye, a far cry, with much romance, more of adventure between!

                                          Glamis Castle -this picture was not in the news article.

 A great wall surrounded the grounds which frame the picture that is Strathmore. In this wall were four gates, each guarding a mile long lane that led to the castle entrances. Clustered around each of these gates lay the jumble cotes of the villages, where lived the tenants of the Earl of Strathmore. It was in one of these villages that the heroine of our story was born.

                The village of Glamis --pronounced Glomis--lies at the east entrance to Strathmore park. It tenants were weavers and little Elizabeth Abbot's mother was no different from the rest. No doubt she spared from her work only the time necessary for the little daughter's birth that late summer of 1843; for, long before the child was five years old, the mother was back at her loom with her neighbors, laboring with flying fingers that her family might have the wherewithal to pay the rent and to afford the little luxuries she so dearly love to have in readiness when her soldier husband came home for a visit.

No pictures were in the article. These are off the internet.

    They had one great pleasure, these women of nimble fingers or shall we call it recreation. They loved poetry and, since their eyes must be glued to their work, they employed the services of the little Elizabeth to indulge that pleasure. Long poems, short poems, epics, lyrics did the little girl learn so that, day after day, she could stand in the spinning room reciting poetry for the edification of her mother's friends. She never forgot those poems and that is how it came about that nearly a century later, when she was an old, old woman, she could amaze and delight her friends with her remarkable repertoire of verse. Thus early she learned that the high-road to life abundant is sign posted by the way of service. Once only did the little Elizabeth get to see inside the castle of the young earl, to whom she curtsied whenever he passed through the village. Once only, but the picture was stamped so indelibly upon her brain that it became the subject of many a story to her own boys and girls as they sat by the fire in their son shanty home on the pains of Nebraska.

These pictures were taken by a man named David placed on Flicker under the subject of Glamis Castle

    One other event of major importance came into the life of little Elizabeth while she lived at Glamis, namely: the visit of Queen Victoria to Strathmore. She came disguised as a commoner to the little Scottish village, did the great Queen Vic, but she didn't fool these shrewd folks long for she stopped and shook the hands of the village children as they flocked around her carriage. You may be sure the little Elizabeth was one of the favored group whose hand the great queen touched and what is more she was fully aware of the honor she and her playmates were receiving. Not lightly would one place his hand in the hand of the greatest earthly empire builder the world has ever known.


Queen Victoria

         It was while she was on this visit to Scotland that Queen Victoria recited a poem that showed her to be an advocate of peace and the remedy she suggested could well be used today. Victoria was a young woman then. She doubtless didn't realize what was ahead of her as Britain's queen but her remedy still stands:

          If I were queen of England, or, better still the Pope of


            I'd have no fighting men abroad, no weeping maids at


            All worlds should be at peace, but if kings must show their


            I'd have the men who start the quarrels be the very ones to


    That verse became a part of the repertoire of the wee Elizabeth in her spinning room appearances and she grew to love her queen so deeply that when, years later, her husband renounced his loyalty to the British queen to become a citizen of the United States, she was very angry.

                "Give up Queen Victoria," said she, "Humph," without seeing it and the shrug of the shoulders that accompanied it none would appreciate the expressive value.

            Thus five years in the life of Elizabeth passed and, even for one so tender age, she was living them to the full.

            When Elizabeth Abbot was five years old--in 1848 to be exact--the family moved from the village of Glamis to the larger sea-faring town of Arbroath. Much of Arbroath was located on land so dangerously near the sea level that a huge double sea wall and the sandy beach beyond became the play place of Elizabeth and her friends. Here they learned to swim wading out at first to let the waves roll over their heads' and if perchance, they swallowed great quantities of brine, what of it. Their mothers said that sea water had great medicinal properties.

     Here, too, on foggy days--and there are many foggy days in that part of Scotland, near Edinburgh, they listened to the deep tones of the bell on Bell Rock twelve miles out a sea. There on Bell Rock later a light house stood, but in Elizabeth's youth only a bell warned sea farers of the dangerous sunken reef located there. Often when they heard the ominous tolling of that bell they told each other of the grim nemesis which overtook certain pirates of the north sea, who, in years ago one cut the cable that rang the bell and were punished by being the very first ones to wreck their ship on the jagged reef whose presence the bell would have announced.

One of the merriest times of the year for the children of Arbroath was the eve of New Years, which they called "Hoggmanay". On that night they gathered in crowds and went from house to house chanting a quaint Scotch limerick.

                Rise up good wife, and din-na (do not) be swere (lazy),

                            And dale (deal) out your bread, as long as ye're here.

                   The day'll come when ye'll be dead and ye'll neer care for male (meal) ner bread:

                                We're but children come to play, so gie(give) us now our Hoggmanay.

            Whereupon the good wife would rise and divide among them a huge pan of short bread she had made for the occasion.

            This shortbread was made of butter or lard, sugar, salt and flour. It had no leavening in it and must have been like pie crust. No good Scotch house-wife would be caught without a short bread in readiness to "dale" out to the children on Hoggmanay night. As for the children they kept at their caroling until their stomach would hold not more.

            But Elizabeth's life in Arbroath was not all play. Her mother soon found work in a weaving plant, this time a factory where sail cloth was made, and the young lady was again pressed into service to recite her poems at first and later to work at the looms herself. This was her first contact with ships that sail the seas but not her last by any means, for this time was drawing near when the little god of love should take her heart for a target.

             She was a comely lass as the lads in the Hannah street neighborhood soon saw. When of evenings they gathered to dance their lively folk dances in the moon light she never lacked for admirers, but she laughed at them all until one night Cupid's arrow hit the mark. They were playing a game in which told they stood in a circle with one person outside who run round the group while they sang,--

            "Who goes round my house this nite?�

                To which the one outside replied:

                 �it�s none but Bloddy Tome.�

 Then those in the circle sang:

                �Now don�t steal all my chickens away,"

Whereupon Bloddy Tom would put his hand on one head and sing,

                "It�s none but this poor wan (one),"

                and remove that (one) from the circle.


         That night there as a young sailor at the party who had just come home on leave, and somehow to Elizabeth the game took on new magic, especially so because every time the sailor became Bloddy Tome he always put his hand on the same �poor chicken's head , � namely that of Elizabeth Abbott. OH, there�s no doubt about it, there was magic in the air that nite for them both,

            One morning early, a few days later, Elizabeth was awaken by a tap at her window. It was the young sailor. He was leaving for his ship and he wanted to know if she�d write to him while he was gone. She promised she would and he went away happy. How she looked for the letters, &. how she loved them when they came. She saved them all little dreaming that years later a beloved grandson named Jimmie Kiel would make of their stamps a prized collection. She answer them, too, faithfully until one came in which he had for gotten to tell her where to send her next letter. She was stumped. There wasn�t a thing she could do but wait until he wrote again. It was a long wait, too, for James Dorward Raitt was a hot�headed youngster. Finally he could stand the silence no longer and wrote, but what a letter . No husband of twenty years wedlock ever chided his mate more severely. When she answered she gave him as good as he sent.

                 �Did you,� said she , �think: I could dream where to send a letter , in as much as you failed to send me an address�?�

         That little tempest seem to clear the air for them because from then on the romance by letter seem to flourish. Then came the day when he returned to Arbroath. The first thing he did was to come to see her and they went for a walk down Hannah Street. His proposal was short and to the point.

         �Betsy, �he always called her, Betsy, � �what�s the use of being two, when we might as well be one?�

         And Betsy agreed with him entirely.

            In those days when a young couple contemplated marriage, the law required them to have their intentions proclaimed in the church. Three methods were open to them depending on the cost: It could he done in three weeks at a cost of seven shillings; in two weeks at a cost of twelve shillings. In as much as a young sailor had only one week� s leave they had to take the most expensive method of proclaiming their intention to wed.

             They were married before the week was out on December 18,l868 in her mother�s house with a houseful of guests to witness the ceremony and take part in the festivities afterward.

             Of course there as a big Scottish dance in the evening but there was one drawback--the groom didn�t dance. What could they do it the bride didn�t lead the reel?

        Finally Willie Doog, a long time friend, solved tile dilemma by substituting himself for the groom and dragging the reluctant bride onto the floor. The young husband was furious. �For two bucks,� he told her when he got her alone at last, �I'd have been gone and you�d never have seen no again."

             Thus nearly did Elizabeth come to losing her young husband the very day she got him. At least so he said. Now up until the week of his marriage James Dorward Raitt had been common sailor and later a ship�s officer, but he had been studying hard and that is how it came about that one week: in mid�December , 1868 brought him, a wife , a captain �s certificate and oh most fortunate circumstances , a ship to sail. The good ship �RoseBud� was a three masted schooner of the White Star Line.

 this is the type of ship he captained

            She was due to leave port on Sunday night. Her newly appointed captain was married on Friday. You can see from that how short was the honey-moon. Two short days and he sailed away and Elizabeth Abbot Raitt saw him no more for three long months.

            Those three months while she waited for her captain to return were the longest in Elizabeth's life. You see her people were soldiers. She'd had no experience with the sea and she was filled with apprehensions. Finally, however the time came for his return and return he did only to sail away again after a few day's leave.

             Elisabeth never took a long cruise abroad he Rose Bud, for she wasn't a good sailor, but whenever it was possible she met him in whatever port his ship docked, stayed with him while the cargo was waiting to be loaded. By that much she could lengthen their time together before once more he'd leave her on shore to watch the Rose Bud cross the bar and put out to sea. Then she'd go home to Arbroath to wait for his letters. This continued all thru the first year of her marriage.

            It was necessary for the newly made captain to spend considerable of his salary for an outfit that first year, but by November it was quite complete. Fine braided uniforms, expensive nautical instruments, he had them all; and she was so proud of him that November day he sailed away.

            They had a little rite which they always observed when he left her. Together they would kneel their arms about each other, the while they prayed that, He, who ruled the deep, would bring him back to her alive. I was thus they parted in November 1869 just three days before dire catastrophe descended upon him.

            This time he put out to sea from Edinburgh straight into the North sea, which at the time was apt to be stormy. Three days out they were caught in a terrific storm of snow and wind. The Rose Bud was Carried far off her course and after a day spent in battling the elements she struck on a sunken reef off the rocky shore of Norway. North Sea

        In no time at all the ship was ground to pieces and the crew spewn out into the icy waters. Only two of them ever saw the light of day again.

            Somehow--and who shall dare to say that the parting rite of prayer he always observed with his wife was not the reason--somehow, the captain rose to the surface and found himself clinging to a broken mast. In a few minutes the head of the cabin boy appeared near enough that the captain could grasp his clothing and pull him to the mast beside him. and there they clung.

                The captain and the cabin boy, two bits of human flotsam adrift on that stormy sea. The captain soon saw that their mast could not long keep them afloat. He also knew that they could never swim burden with so much clothing. Cold as it was there was just one thing to do. They had just got to their underwear when their mast slipped away from them and they were on their own.

            Fortunately, by this time they had drifted close to a bit of an island but such a landing.! High over their heads rose a perpendicular rock and against it the waves were dashing. There one hope was to ride in on a wave and somehow manage to cling to that rock. Time and again they tried, scrambling, clinging, tearing their fingernails to the bone, only to be sucked back into the maelstrom below as the waves receded.


Looking from Norway out to the North Sea at the fjords


                                     Just when, their strength about gone, they were ready to give up in despair, a strange thing happened. Came a huge wave that dashed them upon and onto the rock, and closed in its wake, a few moments of absolute calm. It was as if heaven had calmed the sea that they might be saved, for in that interlude of respite given them, they were able to clamber out of the reach of the dashing sea.

                     In telling of his experience afterward Captain Raitt always said, "If I believed in God it was at that moment".

            Well, they stayed on that rocky islet all the rest of the night with not one stitch of clothing to protect them but their underwear which was wet from their immersion in the sea. The cabin boy cried and sobbed, "Oh, Captain, I can't die of cold here". To which the captain would reply, Can ye swim in that sea to shore? Walk man, walk or ye'll freeze for sure". Thus they passed the long night.

            When morning brought them the gift of light, they saw at some distance out on the sea a boat. Hastily they fastened a red handkerchief, which luckily the cabin boy had tied round his neck when he discarded his clothes; upon a stick of driftwood and signaled frantically.

            The fishermen--for the occupants of the boat were Norwegian fishermen--soon saw them and came to their rescue, but when they tried to get down from their rocky perching place they were unable to do so. This circumstance will give some idea of the height of the waves during the storm. Finally the fishermen succeeded in tossing a rope to them and with this for a life line they climbed down into the boat and in this fashion got ashore.

            They were taken to the hotel and put to bed to thaw out for the feet of both of them had been frozen. How long they stayed abed is problematical for the only thing the captain remembered about that period was the greeting of the serving maid when she brought them a meal some days later. She was Norwegian girl and knew only one English sentence, a sentence she'd picked up from some traveler and she had no idea what it meant.

            "Good morning, Captain Good For Nothing!" Which was exactly the way the captain was feeling, when he considered that he had lost his ship, that he hadn't even a shirt for his back and would have to beg passage home. However, they interpreted the maid's speech in the terms of her friendly smiles instead of in terms of her actual words, and all was well.

            It was six weeks before Captain Raitt and his man Friday, the cabin boy, succeeded in getting passage back to Edinburgh. True he had sent word to his sailor father that he was alive, but that six weeks was a time of such great anxiety to Elizabeth that she could never again be reconciled to his going off to sea.

                One day Elizabeth was calling upon a neighbor on Hannah street when she spied a poorly dressed individual coming down the street. Instantly she recognized him and rushed out to fling herself into his arms in a perfect paroxysm of relief.

        "All mine! All mine! sobbed the man who had lost every other earthly possession save the life he held in his arms. Right there in the middle of the street they knelt down to thank God that his life had been spared and they were together again. They were so truly grateful for these blessings that they never gave a thought to the loss of his uniforms, his maps and charts, even his precious sextant without which no man can navigate the seas.

            It may be that the sextant was restored to him as a reward for his piety. Anyway it truly was recovered from the sea and returned to him. It all came about in this way.

         Some months later when a group of men were exploring the sea floor in one of those glass bottomed boats such as are used day for sightseers at Catalina Island. From this craft they spied the instrument near the hulk of the Rose Bud, brought it to the surface with grappling hooks and returned it to the rightful owner. He never parted with it from that day until his death and Elizabeth Raitt has it in her possession to this very day. A sextant that lay for two months sat the bottom of the ocean, is possession from which one does not part easily.

Sextant John, James Dorward, James Dorward Raitt Sr. Colin, and Claude

 [Inserted is a poem about the ship wreck.]


 (A Ballad of the Sea)

        In memory of my grandfather, Captain James D. Raitt



(A Ballad of the Sea)

In member of my grandfather, Captain James D. Raitt


Great waves were rolling mountain high

Upon the bleak North Sea;

For days and days the storm had raged

And howled in horrid glee.


A gallant ship was locked in the grip

Of the fiercely raging gale

And her valiant crew was fighting, true

To the code of sea and sail.


The name "Rose Bud" was on her hull

In letters large and white,

And waves came crashing on her deck

To try the "Rose Bud's" might.


A brigantine, and stout in beam

To bear the ocean's might;

Small care had she for the raging sea

And waves all capped with white.


For many a day this ship so gay

Had fled like a frightened ghost,

And the grim-faced crew now caught a view

Of Norway's rocky coast.


The ship swept on to certain doom

Before the gale's breath,

And on her deck each human speck

Was calmly facing death.


Her gallant captain was a Scot

Well known both far and wide'

He had fought all night with all his might

gains wind and wave and  tide.


Of a family old of sailors bold

A fearless man was he;

And long had he lived a sailor's life

Upon the boundless sea.


But crew and captain fought in vain

Against the fearful tide,

For she struck a rock with a rending shock

That opened up her side.


"Man the boats, you Billy goats!"

The captain loudly cried,

And swift the ship was settling down

As boats went over side.


But the waves were high, and the wind  howled by

With strong and awful might;

And skies  o'er head were grey as lead

While rocks were black as night.


And all the masts came crashing  past

"Till one alone remained;

And boats were smashed; their hulls were crushed

And blood the waters stained.


Brave men leaped to the foamy deep

To try to gain the shore.

Into the depths they all were swept

And they were seen no more.


Upon the deck of the stricken wreck

Three men remained alone:

The captain, mate, and cabin boy

With faces set as stone.


His ponderous boots the mate kicked loose

Before he made the leap;

With a dauntless cry and a flashing eye

He was swallowed by the deep.


The mate was followed by the boy

(In swimming he'd been trained)

And true to the code of the sea he rode

The captain alone remained.


A giant wave the captain brave

Now caught and swept away;

He swam on and on "til his strength was gone

And night was turning  day.


Against a rock with a jarring shock

His body hard was dashed,

And he held on tight with all his might

'Till hand were raw and gashed.


The cabin boy beheld with joy

The captain clinging there--

Then down sank he into the sea;

The captain seized his hair.


In need of rest they gained the crest;

Both were badly shaken.

"Oh fateful tide," the master sighed,

"My ship and men you've taken!"


A night and a day passed slow away

In wind and driving snow;

And clouds o'er head were grey as lead

While waves were white below.


"I don't want to die!" the boy did cry,

But the captain shook his head;

"Can you swim from here  to land so dear,

Through raging sea?' he said.


The men was asleep in a stupor deep

Dreaming of home so dear,

When: "Ship ahoy!" cried the cabin boy

"A boat I see quite near!"


"Then wave this scarf for all you're worth"

The captain weakly said.

With cries of joy the cabin boy

Waved it 'round his head.


Then o'er the deep the boat did sweep

On instant rescue bent.

The castaways gave silent praise

For timely rescue sent.


"A mast we spied above the tide"

The rescued ones were told,

"So we came out to look about

And you we did behold!"


 by Robert B. Baldwin

               Aunt Daisy's boy. Robert died at age 24 in a motorcycle accident.

         It was captain Raitt's good fortune some five or six weeks after his return from Norwegian waters, the burial ground of the ill-fated Rose bud, that the White star line should be completing a new Vessel and that he should be assigned to its command.

        High up on the bow of this new ship was carved a water lily, for that was her name. Elizabeth Abbott Raitt was present at the christening. Indeed it was her privileged as captain's wife to perform the age old act of christening and to confer upon the ship her name, "The Water Lily", and furthermore it was her privileged to go with her husband on the Water Lily when she made her maiden voyage.

                Elizabeth had suffered too poignantly during those long weeks after the wreck of the Rose bud to risk separation from this man whom heaven had spared to her so miraculously. She just couldn't bear to have him leave her so he took her with him. It was on this trip that they touched on Australian shores and visited India. On this voyage, too, they encountered rough weather and heavy seas. Elizabeth spent most of her time hanging over the rail. Some folks called it feeding the "fish" other are more refined, they say, "mal de mere'. She called it plain, old fashioned sea-sickness. She was very miserable and ill and she resolved that if only she could live to get back to Arbroath, she'd be satisfied to stay there always. There she would wait for her captain to return to her. She was through sailing the seven seas, so she resolved.

             Heaven was kind to her. She did get home again, but somehow the rest of her resolve wasn't so easy to keep. When her man left on the boundless sea she was haunted by her fears for his safety. She was especially blue and discouraged when the time drew near for the birth of her first child. Here again heaven was kind to her. The child was born a fine young son, and she called him John after the captain's father.

        In a letter written to her man some time after the boy's naming she told him a whimsical tale of going to his father's home and find two old men, the father, John, and his brother , James, in hot argument over the baby's name. James declared the boy should have borne his name.

            "To satisfy your Uncle James", she said, "I had to promise him that my next son should bear his and your name", a promise she kept to the letter.

            At time went on the whimsical notes in her letters grew fewer and fewer. She worried constantly about their separation. Fearful dreams of storm-tossed seas, broken vessels and of drowning men tormented her.

             "Oh, I'll be willing to suffer any hardship, if only we could be together", she write.

             "Why can't we make a home in America?"

            He tried to reason with her. "The sea is the only occupation I know. I'd have to start at the bottom in any other trade".

         She couldn't see it and finally he wrote her to meet him in London for a conference.

        Now her position as the wife of a sea captain was rather an enviable one. She had leisure, more silk dresses and fine raiment than most of her neighbors. Her hands were white and soft and she could take a trip now and then as she met his ship in the various ports. On the other hand, if they went to America, she'd be a common laborer's wife. his salary would be small, no more fine raiment. Her social position would be nil. Back and forth the argued these two alternatives when they met in London and finally he thundered, "Ye can live in London and be a Captain's lady or ye can go to America and be a hired man's wife. Now Choose-"'.


Thus did he put their future entirely in her hands and she chose America.

     He had a brother living near Peoria, Illinois, and they decided to make that point their destination in the new world. They then set about the preparations for the great step they were about to take.

        Reluctantly he resigned his command of the Water Lily and bade farewell to life as a captain of the sailing vessel. passionately Elizabeth vowed she'd make it up to him. She'd name her firs daughter, Lily, in honor of his hip. She'd work by his side as hard as he. She'd never complain again, no matter what came. She kept those vows.

            Finally it was all over and on July 14, 1871, they left Arbroath never to return.[ Here I am going to interject from another source. James Dorward Raitt, with his wife, Elizabeth Abbott , and their son, John Raitt, And Bridget Motley, mother of Mrs. Raitt, left Arbroath on the 14th day of July, 1871, for Glasgow and from Glasgow by steam boat for New York, U.S.A. Arrived in New York July 31,1871, then by train to Chenoa, Mc Lean County, Illinois.] Each took a memento of the days upon which this day locked the door. His was the sextant that had guided him three times around the world, and had survived three shipwrecks with him; the sextant that had lain in the bottom of the ocean for two whole months. Her memento was a massive family Bible that she had acquired book by book as she could afford them and had bound in one volume afterwards. Years later she gave this Bible to her youngest daughter to cherish. ...

            Perhaps that voyage by steamer helped the captain to realize more than ever before that the sun was far to the westward in the day of the sailing vessel; that steam instead of sails would motivate the ships of the future.

            Their young son, John, celebrated his first birthday on board that steamer, and he was the advantage of his maternal grandmother's presence to help with the celebration for Elizabeth's mother came to America with them until the time of her death, February 19,1880.

            [They stayed in Chenoa, Illinois until March 1,1872 .]


                                                                                                In red is Illinois.

                     It was while they were living at Chenoa, on December 28,1871, that Elizabeth's second child was born, this time a daughter, and true to her promise, Elizabeth called her baby girl Lily, after the good ship Water Lily. It was in March following Lily's birth that they began their first joy.


                                                                                        Lily Raitt

                    There is an apt couplet that Captain Raitt was wont to recite to his lady at much times as they had a difference of opinion. "Ah well", he would say, "when she will, she will, you may depend on it, and when she won't she won't and there's an end on it".

                That couplet applied just as aptly to the hired man's wife. Elizabeth had made her choice and she was determined to play her part to the limit.

                [Leaving McLean county, Illinois James's] first job took them to Deer Creek in Tazewell county, Illinois, where [he] went to work for one E. G. Chaffer [and others, then bought a team of horses and rented ground from Abraham Chaffer]. There were several small tenant houses on the Chaffer place and in one of these they set up their lares and penates. Here Elizabeth began her career as the hired man's wife. It wasn't an easy role as she soon discovered.

                She had never seen a cook stove. What cooking she knew had been done in a fireplace. The oven of an American range was a seven days wonder to her. She hadn't the haziest ideas how to make bread and the first batch of biscuits she attempted to make, should have served beautifully as grape shot for Big Bertha. how was she to know that yeast cakes were not to be put to soak in boiling water? Her lovely, soft white hands became hard and calloused and scarred from burns and scratches. There isn't much compatibility between wash tubs wherein clothes for two active children and a farm laborer husband are painfully scrubbed on a board and lily white hands. Oh life was not easy for the ex-captain's wife.

                It was in the boss's wife, Sarah Belle Chaffer, that Elizabeth found the good friend to help her through this hard time. Sarah Belle showed her how to make bread. Sarah Belle came in when the children fell ill. Years later out of pure gratitude Elizabeth named a baby girl Sarah belle.

            Nor did the captain find his life as a hired man easy. There is a certain grace about the manner in which an experienced farmer hand swings a pitchfork. There is an art to backing a team, all of which comes from experience and James Raitt had no experience. Especially at corn picking time did he chaff under the knowledge that the other men brought in far bigger loads than he, without working half so hard. It was here Elizabeth "leaped into the breach". Not if she could help it would her man be bested, and she rose at four o'clock each morning, hurried through her work and rode to the field where she added the labor of her hands so that his load would not compare unfavorably with that of the other men. Thus they slaved and saved and served out their apprenticeship for four years, during which time three more children were born to them namely: James Dorward --Elizabeth Kept her promise to Uncle James--July 28,1873; Mathilda, November 11,1874, and Elizabeth, March 28,1876.


            [James took out his first naturalization papers at Perkin, Illinois in 1876 and there his final naturalization papers on the 30th day of October, 1878.

            Their material prosperity was not aided during these first four years by the fact that a disastrous fire destroyed their house and all their possessions, late the last summer, Mathilda was a babe in her cradle at the time.

         [ James reports the fire as following. "August 9,1881, about 5 o'clock in the afternoon, a fire broke out in the hay loft above the sable and destroyed property amounting to $400 or $500. This was on 80 acres of land belonging to Roger Jenkins."]

             Elizabeth didn't confess it until years afterward but she was to blame for that fire. The day was windy and the weather had been dry. She really should have known better than to empty the ashes so close to the house. It was too late when she recognized that fact. All she could do then was salvage what she could for she was alone when she discovered that the house was afire. First she carried out some quilts and laid Mathilda up them. She was in the loft getting her man's clothing when the neighbors came and in their haste o get things out completely cover Mathilda with clothes. Before the frightened mother could get her uncovered, the child was black n the face and by the time they had her revived, they were too thankful to lament about the loss of their household goods. Then, too, the neighbors were kind and proffered Elizabeth a sum of money to replace the things she had lost, money which Elizabeth in her Scotch independence, refused to accept. Life hadn't beaten the captain's lady yet, not by a long shot.

                The March of Elizabeth's Jr.'s birth saw the ready to go to farming for themselves on a rented farm with a team of horses and a meager but of equipment. They stayed on their first far three years and during that time Sarah Belle , September 14,1877; Colin Dorward, February 21,1879, and Marian Violet , June 14,1880, were born on the dates mentioned after their names. It was during this period, too, that James Dorward Raitt the elder, became a naturalized citizen of the United States, completing the process on October 30,1880.

             They lived on one other place as renters in Illinois for another three years, a period filled with events. Henry motley came to join the Raitt crowd November 17,1881, and just two months before his arrival the barn on the place burned. The father of the family was away that day and Elizabeth, busy in the house, did not notice it until it had burned thru the floor of the loft where it started and was licking around the heads of the horses tied therein,. It was no place for a moan to enter let alone a woman in Elizabeth's condition. But did she hesitate? Not Elizabeth! She got that team to the door, too, and just when she thought them safe, a burning timber fell upon the lip of one causing him to jerk back raking her arm along a red hot timber. She wears the scar from that burn yet, as far as the fear crazed horses they ran back into that inferno and were burned.

                Now that fire was bad enough but when to it must be added that it occurred just two months before the birth of their son, Henry and three days after the death of their daughter Marian it proves again the old adage that trouble comes in battalions. Baby Marian was the victim of whooping cough and her death was the first break in the family circle.

             [James Raitt reports, "In September, 1882, bought 160 acres of land in Chester precinct, Saunders county, Nebraska. Left Illinois on February 15,1883, and arrived at North Bend, Nebr., February 22,1883. We to live on a farm belonging to Jake Yargis on which farm I stayed two years, then moved on my own farm on which I swayed 20 years."]

                The next year, death again struck their home. This time it was the year old Henry who was taken. Truly the last three years of their stay in Illinois were filled with trade and they were glad to leave it all behind them when on February 15,1883, they set forth by train to make a home in Nebraska.


                                                                                                    In red is Nebraska


                                As was often the case in pioneer days, father Raitt came out to Nebraska ahead of his family. He wasn't just sure what he'd find here and besides he wanted to have a home located for his clan when they got here. This made it necessary for Elizabeth to travel alone with the seven children when she joined him.

                They came by train to North Bend reaching here on Washington's Birthday, 1883. To their arrival Elizabeth has adapted a very fitting joke. She herself tells it this way: "We landed in North Bend very early in the morning and the children were sleepy. Indeed I had quite a time getting them awake and dressed ready to get off when the train stopped.

                We made quite a crowd, too. The conductor lifted each of the children down one by one until seven of them had landed and by that time his eyes were bugging out. 'My God, woman,' he burst forth when my turn came to be helped down, 'are these children all yours or is it a picnic?' To which I very sweetly replied, 'Sir, they're all mine and I assure you it's no picnic."

            train of 1880's

                            It certainly was "no picnic" to be the mother of seven children in those pioneer days when there were so few devices to lighten a woman's work.

            From North Bend, where father Raitt met them, they went in a lumber wagon to the farm in Saunders county, Chester precinct, where their new home was.                                                        

Saunders county, Nebraska

            Their first home was on a rented farm belonging to one Jake Yargis and their neighbor was Mr. Jim Hall. On this rented farm they lived for two years while they were erecting the buildings on their own 160 acres, which they had bought in 1882. During this dime a daughter Anne Violet was born, October 7,1883.

             They moved to their own land in 1885 and thus began their life in a soddy for the buildings were at first all made of sod.

                It was a cozy place, that little sod house sitting like a mother hen upon the Nebraska prairie, hovering beneath its earthly wings the brood that was the Raitt family. Winter winds could sweep over, rustling its thatched feathers, but never a breeze disturbed those it sheltered. It was a homey place, for love was there and hard work and cooperative effort. It was crowed place, too, so crowded that it wasn't long before father Raitt felt it necessary to add a huge so kitchen-ell to the main house.

            Elizabeth seldom ventured forth from her home. An occasional all day visit at a neighbor's. A sing or a spell down at the school house, and church whenever she could attend, these were the only outings she had, save once each year when they took the whole family and spent a day in Wahoo, Shopping.


                                                                                         lumber wagons

                     Wahoo was seventeen miles away from their home, which distance they covered in a lumber wagon behind the work horses. Long before dawn on their annual shopping day, they'd be up; and at daylight, on the way, all twelve of them. By dint of traveling at the rate-of say four miles per hour- they arrived at their destination at about eleven o'clock. They did their trading at the John Killian general merchandise store and its genial proprietor always took the whole family home to dinner. He could well afford to do this, too, for often the fill from their day's shopping amounted to $150.

                Invariably father Raitt made the same speech at the close of their annual shopping day: " Ah, she's a good one to empty a man's pockets, is Betsy," and invariably this speech would make Betsy "mad as a wet hen," and with good reason. Fancy feeding and clothing a family of twelve for a year on $150, now-a-days.

                    The next few weeks after the trip to Wahoo would see Elizabeth busy indeed. Yards and yards of calico to be made into wrappers and aprons and mother Hubbard's; bolts of muslin from which to manufacture chemises and petticoats and drawers and night gowns, enough denim for the overalls of five men, with an equal quantity of shirting for the backs of the same five; all this she made by hand the first few years. How she longed for a sewing machine, but they had one unbreakable rule at their house namely what they couldn't pay cash for, they did without until they could get the money; ergo Elizabeth sewed b hand so long that the purchase of her sewing machine was a real event.

             It was on Saturday that they came home from Wahoo with her lovely new White sewing machine, and so late at night that she didn't get a chance to stitch even one seam upon it and tomorrow was Sunday, and so she had to wait for twenty-four whole hours to see how the treasure worked. That was one time she welcomed blue Monday with all her heart.

White Sewing Machine

     When he first began farming in Nebraska, James Raitt wasn't able to afford a leather harness and right here his sailor's training stood him in good stead. He did have on hand his sailor' ropes and out of these he contrived a harness fearful and wonderful to behold. It served his purpose too, but the children were a bit ashamed of it. How the kids at school did laugh when they first beheld the harness but their laughter soon changed to respect when, at the teaches request the erstwhile sea captain came to school one day to show them the art of tying knots and to tell them of his wonderful experiences on the sea. From then on until his death wherever he went Captain Raitt had a following of admiring children for he never lacked an invitation to demonstrate knots and to tell stories in the public schools.

    The Raitt were still living in the sod house when the blizzard of 1888 swept over the country. Indeed it was mother Raitt's high privilege-for such she deemed it - to entertain all twenty-two of the children with their teacher from the local district for breakfast the morning after the storm. John Raitt, Tom Nemets and Joe Ladenburger, who were the schools three big boys, were decided the heroes of that occasion and father Raitt undoubtedly owed his life to his rope.


School Day Tales From Our Readers

By Ethel Van Matre David City

Hazel, Ethel, Maude

    The anniversary of the blizzard of Jan. 12,1888 brings to memory the story my grandmother, Mrs. Elizabeth Raitt , told of the day in her life.

She and Grandfather Raitt lived in Saunders county at the time. When Grandpa built that big sod kitchen on his house late in the summer of 1887, he honestly thought he needed it for his children numbered eight. Then, too, they were hospitable Scotch family and had many guests, invited or uninvited they were all made welcome.

            There was nothing unusual about the weather that morning unless ha it was more boatful than usual, balmy with soft winter sunshine and not a breath of air stirring. She felt no qualms at all when the six children left for school. She planned to have an extra good supper. She bustled about her work after she got the children off to school, little dreaming that 24 hours would pass by, ere she saw them again.

            The morning hours passed swiftly. She put a huge roast of beef into the oven and stirred up a large plum pudding, sewed it up in a sack and put it in merrily boiling water and mixed up a pan of bead for biscuits. She knew how hungry the kids would be when they got home. She was so busy she didn't even know when it began to snow. When noon came, a generous blanket was on the ground and the great white flakes were still falling softly. It looked like a million of goose feathers falling straight down out of the sky. Still Grandma felt no qualms. The children had often walked home in a snowstorm.

            Then Suddenly the scene changed. The wind sprang up and the air became bitterly cold. Before they knew what to do, the great blizzard of 1888 was upon them.

            Fortunately, Grandpa was home and, looking at one another, the same thought struck in their minds. Had the children started home from school? The Grandpa Raitt went into action. There was no doubt about it, some way he had to get them home. He went toward [but the wind blew him back]. [Again he went] to the barn. This time he made it, but he was completely spent and bewildered. He knew he could never reach the school house without a rope so he felt his way along the rope until he got back to the house with his finger severely nipped.

            Grandma's good food was cooking so they decided they should eat a bite, so they would be ready for whatever demands on their strength came. With sad hearts, they nibbled at the beef; not even thinking about the plum pudding. Darkness came and still they paced the floor in the agony of despair.

            Meanwhile at school the teacher and children huddled around the stove. How glad later on, those parents were that their teacher had  held them at school. Drearily the hours passed. The children played a few games but mostly they listen to the wind. All old-timers bear witness to the fact that never since in Nebraska has a blizzard wind whined and snarled as it did that night in 1888.

            When midnight came the three biggest boys at school grew desperate, namely John Raitt, Tem Nemets and Joe Latinburger were sure they could make it home. Finally the teacher reluctantly let them go. For a while they clung together and trampled along  sturdily. Then the youngest of the trio got bewildered and was sure they were going the wrong. He became so excited they were back to the school house which doubtlessly saved their lives. After that they were satisfied to stay at the school house until morning.

            At four o'clock in the afternoon, they decided to try it again as the wind had abated somewhat. This  time they made it to the A Raitt home, but their hands and feet were frozen stiff.

            Tom's boots were frozen to his feet and had to be thawed before Grandpa could put them off. They were big boys, but  lips trembled as Grandma rubbed them with snow to get the frost out. Finally they were warm and turned their attention to the ones at the school. That time they got out the team and sled and it wasn't long until they whole crowd was home again. Now this may be hard  to believe but Grandma says it is true, in  spite of all the wraps that had been taken for them, everyone had fingers and toes frozen. Once more the thawing went accompaniment of audible tears and sobs. big boys may hold in but little girls never.

            At last they were all thawed out and the next problems they faced all were ready to be fed. Grandma Raitt gave them ? she had, the bread she had baked, the roast and, oh yes, the plum pudding!

            They do say an English plum pudding is improved with long cooking. That being the case, this one should have been good. It was a 24 hour pudding. They had kept the fire all night and had not gone to bed. It was good, too. They ate it to the last crumb--rather an unusual breakfast. But, oh how good it tasted to those youngsters.

            My mother and her brothers spent the night in that school house which still stand in Saunders county.

  [Back to Elizabeth Raitt's story]

There was one holiday which the family always celebrated and for which the mother of the group prepared in advance, namely July 4th. It fell to her lot to see that the children each had 25 cents to spend on the nation's holiday and so she always contrived to have some chickens ready for cash sale prior to that date so that her boys and girls could squander a little for fire- crackers and chewing gum in honor of Uncle Sam's Birthday.

            Thus they lived, rigorously, by hard work and self denial in the sod house till they got the far clear of debt and enough money ahead to build a frame house and barn. Then again catastrophe struck, the new barn burning to the ground. Did it wipe them out? Not so you could notice it. They just saved enough to rebuild that barn. Ah, the fortitude of the pioneers! They saved themselves out of debt and the success of their methods gives the complete lie to the fallacies promulgated by white collar new dealers of the present age.

            "Spend yourself out of debt," says the new deal crowd, "and let your children pay the bill," "save yourself out of debt," said the pioneers, and "and leave your children a farm," and rather than bow their necks to the yoke of the present farm bill, to which farmers all over America are harnessing themselves like dumb oxen, they'd have starved to death and let their children starve. They had a little independence in those days and a little fore thought.

            Two more children were born to James and Elizabeth Raitt while they lived in Saunders county, namely, Daisy, April 5,1885 and Claude, March 7,1887. During that time too, they became members of the Spring Creek Methodist Church.

            In 1904 They sold their holdings in Saunders county and invested in 240 acres of land in Union township, Butler County, Near David City. This farm was unique in that it was exactly three miles from three small villages where there were grain elevators, namely, Millerton, Rising City and Foley. They wanted this particular farm because the farm of their daughter Lily and her husband [John Raitt] adjoined it and they wanted to be near her for, said Elizabeth "My Lassie's my lassie the whole of her life."

            [May 24,1891, J.D. Raitt and wife joined the M.E. Church at Spring Creek.]

So, they moved to David City to be near Lily, little dreaming what 'man proposes but God disposes. "That move was made in September,1904.[ "In August,1904, sold out my farm in Saunders county and purchased 240 acres, Union township, butler county, Nebraska. The Farm being rented for the year of 1905, I did not get possession to move on it till March 1,1906."]

            ["In August, 1904, Mrs. Raitt and Annie went to California and visited about six weeks."]

 On December 12, just three months later, Lily passed away, leaving a desolate home in which a husband and seven children mourn her loss. Who know but that a kindly Providence so planned that Elizabeth should be near to mother Lily's children at that sad time. 

            ["On Wednesday, September 26,1907, myself and Mrs. Raitt left Nebraska for a visit to our old home in Illinois. We visited at Peoria, Chenoa, Deer creek and other places, and while back there had a stone put up in the graveyard at Deer Creek to mark the spot where Grandmother (Bridget Motley ), Marion, and Henry lie buried.

             Having rented by farm to my son, Claude, myself and Mrs. Raitt moved to David City, Neb., in March, 1910, to live in a house I had purchased."

            James and Betsy spent the rest of their working days on that farm in March 1910- they rented it to their youngest son and move to a house they had purchased in David City.

            "Anchors Aweigh!" That is the cry when a ship's anchor  is lifted and she is poised for flight." at Anchor," that is the sign when her voyage is over and she's safe in port.

            As old age  approached him, the mind  of James Dorward Raitt, the farmer, turned more and more  to the adventures of his youth. To be sure he was proud of his four sons, every one of whom towered a head above him physically. Indeed he had his picture taken with them to show their stalwartness. He enjoyed the knowledge that his life as a farmer had been successful. Was he not the proprietor of 240 acres of rich Nebraska land where once he had labored as a common farm hand? Life had been full for him but he longed for the sea. Oh, to be captain once more, pacing the deck of the good ship Water Lily! Oh, to cast his eyes once more far out and father still into the blue horizons of the restless sea!

            When of evenings he'd walk up and down the length of this little living room treading the deck he called it- he'd chant to himself this bit of poem:

"The sea, the sea,

the open sea,

The calm, the blue

and the ever Free!"


            And the family would know that he had bridged the gap of his years as a farmer and was a sailor once more. Strange, isn't it  and oh how human, that return to the loves of one's youth as old age comes on.

            Then came the day when embarked on his last voyage and "anchors Aweigh" it was for his restless spirit. "Anchors Aweigh" to that "undiscovered country from whose bourn no travelers returns".

            They laid that part of him which was moral in the little Cemetery at David City and, when Elizabeth came to the time when she completed putting up a memorial stone at his grave, she pondered long. Then one of her childhood poems came to her.


                                              "My Willie's o'er the dark blue sea,

                                                    He is gone for o'er the main,

                                                    and many a weary hour I'll spend,

                                                    Ere he come home again.

                                               Then blow gentle winds,

                                                    o'er the dark blue sea,

                                                Till Willie's safe at home again,

                                                     in his own dear native land."


            Why, her man was safe. The restless wanderings of his ship of life were over. his ship was "At Anchor."  So she had them engrave an anchor on his headstone and underneath when ordered written, James Dorward Raitt, born October 3,1840, died July 22,1917, "At Anchor".    Of course Elizabeth was lonely after he left but she stayed in the home he had bought for her and there she is today surrounded by the treasure's that have come to her through the years. Undoubtedly she looks out into the future. she'll live every mortal day to the full and when at last the Almighty Arbitrator of her destiny cries, "Anchors Aweigh," she'll look out eagerly for the landing.

            Dear Old Timer: I hope you've had as much enjoyment reading Elizabeth's story as I have had writing it. Just this last week a letter came to me from St. Edward, Nebraska. It was signed by a former Sunday School pupil of captain Raitt's in that little Methodist Church in Saunders count, where-- and I quote, "cluster some of my fondest childhood memories." This lady, too, is a newspaper correspondent by the ways most interesting hobby as well as a lucrative side  and her  lovely letter is stored away in 

James Dorward & Elizabeth Raitt Tomb Stone

Elizabeth Abbot and her mother Bridget Mottley Thanks to David Raitt. 

 The Children of James and Elizabeth Raitt

James and Elizabeth Raitt and probably baby John Raitt their first child. Again thanks to David Raitt

 1. John Raitt (July 27,1870 Arbroath, Forfarshire -Scotland- ?    Nebr.) Mar. Jun. 30, 1896 Lillian (Lily) Dickson  (Jan. 28,1870-Oct.  5,1960).

            a. Dorward Raitt m. September. 8,1923  Eillen Berger

                1. Mary Bonden Raitt

                2. James Lewis Raitt

                3. Ida Mae Raitt

                4. Darlene Louise Raitt

            b. Earl   (Dec.15,1900) M. Jun. 30, 1925 Evelyn Belle (Oct. 20,1905-)      He was a Methodist Minister in Nebr.

                1. Betty Raitt

                2. Geraldine Raitt

            c. Harold Raitt (Aug. 3,1903-) m. May 19,1934 Marguerite Thompson (May 2,1909)

                1. Marcia Lynne Raitt m. Richard Soares

                    a. Gregory R. Soares

                    b. Stacy L. Soares

            d.  Roy Dixons Raitt  m Luella Berenders

                 1. Dale Berendes Raitt m. Jean Laura Marchand

                     a. Linda Jean Raitt m. Ronald W. Algner

                 2. Ronald Duane Raitt m. Nancy Thompson

                 3.  Charles Raitt


Lily and John B. Raitt

 Lily Dorward Raitt  (Dec.28,1871- Dec.12,1904 Reading, Nebraska )  M. March 2,1893.John Bain Raitt

3. James Dorward Raitt (July 28,1873- Jan.1,1952) Mar. June   30,1896  Maricle Maude Hall.

                    a. Wallace William  Raitt William"  married   Mayme Schulte 

                                     1.William Raitt        

                                     2. Robert Lee Raitt    

                     b. Dorward Raitt   married  Eillen Beger

                    c. Creola Irene   Raitt 

                    d.  Albert  Edward


4. Matilda (Tillie) Raitt (Nov.11,1874 Deer Creek, Tazewell ,ILL-Mar. 26,1946 North Bend, Nebr.) M.. Jun.   27,1894 George H. Liles .


                                                1. Albert 

                                                2. Iva  Liles

                                                3. Luella

                                                            a. Maxine Elizabeth

                                                            b. Jacque Eldn

                                                            c. Gaile Dean

                                                            d. Gene Lotan

                                                4. Violet   died Nov. 1980 cancer

                                                5. Ray

                                                6. Harold   married Eva Stevens


5. Elizabeth (Lizzie) Raitt  (Mar.28,1876- Mar.31,1946 David City, Nebr.) Mar.  Dec. 29,1910   Harry E. Keill   (Jun. 18,1874-1939 David City, Nebr.) He was a plumber. She was a teacher in Sunders, Butler and Polk counties. Methodist


Their children are:

                                                   a. Ralph Henry Keill

                                                   b. James Keill


Keill-Raitt (1910?)

            On Thursdays December 29, at the  home of the bride�s parents, Mr. and

Mrs. J. D. Raitt of East David occurred the marriage of their daughter to Harry E. Keill. As the beautiful strains of the wedding  march rendered by Miss Anna  Lichtenberg, floated through the room, the bridal party marched down the stairs and took their place where Rev. Gettys, pastor of the M, E. Church of David City, spoke the words that made them one.

            The bride was attired in a gown of beautiful cream satin, while the groom wore the conventional  black. At the conclusion of the ceremony and after congratulations had been showered  upon them, a splendid three course dinner was served, after which the guests departed, leaving many valuable presents as token of the high esteem in which Mr. an Mrs. Keill are held.

            Miss Raitt has been a successful teacher in Saunders, Butler, and Polk counties. The groom is now in the plumbing business in David City.  Mr. and M Keill are excellent young people and  their many  friends joined in  wishing them a happy life upon the ocean matrimony. Their home will be in East David City

            The out of town guest were Mr. and Mrs. George Liles and son Lloyd of  Valparaiso, John Raitt and son Roy and Miss Edna Dickerson of Shelby, Mr. and Mrs. Perle Hair  and Mr. and Mrs.  J.D. Raitt of North Bend; Mrs. C. L. Robinson of Mead. Misses Anna  Liehtenberg and Linna Barnett and Mrs. Schroeder of Morse Bluff.


Sarah Belle & Edgar Ives

            Sarah Belle    (Sept.14,1877- Jan.12,1969) Nebr. Mar. Sept. 8,1915? Edgar Arnold Ives  (Oct.19,1893 Gamhill County-Oregon-Jun.10,1929 North Bend, Nebr.) in David City, Nebr.  He carried mail by horseback for 3 years from Fremont to Glencoe Nebr. then a farmer Methodist. Sarah was in charge of the coat and suit dept in Schweser Store,

Ives-Raitt Wedding (1916)

            At 2 o'clock on Wednesday afternoon Sept 8, In the home of  Mr. and Mrs. J.D. Raitt occurred the marriage of their daughter, Miss Belle to Mr. Edgar Ives of North Bend. Some  fifty person, most of them relatives of the bridal couple, were witnesses of the ceremony. The marriage lines were pronounced by Rev. J. F. Haas, pastor of the Methodist church he using the ring ceremony.

The nuptial vows were given in a bower of asters, dahlias and greenery which was in a corner of the living room.  Preceding the ceremony Miss Charlotte Hanson played Lobengrim's  "Bridal Chorus".

            A gown of white crepe meteor with pearl trimmings was worn by the bride. .She also  wore a bridal veil and carried a bouquet of bride roses  and carnations.

Ice cream, cake and punch were served, the serving being done by Mrs. W. H. Kinnison and Miss Ella Downing and Maude, Ethel ad Hazel Raitt  .

            A few hours after the wedding Mr. and Mrs.  Ives went to Columbus by auto and from there departed for the Pacific coast on a wedding trip.  For traveling the bride wore a suit of brown chuddah cloth.  Her hat, shoes and gloves matched the suit. After November 1 Mr. and Mrs. Ives will be at  home to their friends in North Bend. Mr. Ives presented Mrs. Ives with a deed to a residence  property in North Bend. This will be their home. Mrs. Ives has farm interest near North Bend.   For the past few years Mrs. Ives has had charge of the clock and suit department in Schweser store and proved  very efficient in that line of work. Mrs. Ives  takes with her the well wishes of a large circle of Butler county Friends to her new home.

June 10,1929 Obituary

Edgar  IVES

            On Monday night at twelve o�clock death released Edgar A. Ives from the suffering  and illness which have made him an invalid for more than two years. Funeral services were held this afternoon at two o�clock at the Methodist Church, the Pastor, Rev. C. M. McCorkle officiating. Interment was made in Woodland cemetery. The ritualistic service of the Odd Fellows Lodge was used at the grave.

            Mr. Ives belonged to one of the oldest of the Dodge county pioneer families. His father, Eben Ives, came west in the very early sixties and stopped in Dodge county, but did not remain, going on to Oregon to settle. Edgar  Arnold Ives was born there in Gamhill county, October ,19 1863. His parents returned to Dodge county in 1868 and settled In the Webster vicinity. Edgar grew to manhood there and, gradually taking over the duties of the farm, continued to manage it until 1907 when be moved to North Bend where he has since resided.. He knew from firsthand experience of the changes which have marked the development of this state since its early pioneer days. As a boy he carried mall by horseback for three years from Fremont to. Glencoe.

He was married September 8,1915 to Miss Belle Raitt of David City, who survives him. He is also survived by a brother, Bert at Forest Grove, Oregon, and by four sisters, Mrs. Annie Acom of Fremont, Mrs. Daisy Divine of Central City, Mrs. Belle Booth of Clarks and Mrs. Katie Ward of Creighton.

            Mr. Ives was a kingly man who gained the affection of all who came to know him well  Children loved him and during, the months that he was bedfast It was not an uncommon occurrence for his small friends to stop at the door with flowers or a gift for �Ed�. Older people had reason to respect his Integrity. As one friend wrote to him a few months ago: �I have known you Ed, for more than fifty years and during all those years I have never known you to do an unkind or a dishonorable act. During all the many year in which you have lived in the vicinity of North Bend you have established a reputation for being honest, honorable, trustworthy and fair in all your transactions with your fellowmen�a reputation of which any man may be proud and of which no man can rob you.�

            To the bereft ones, particularly to the wife who has bravely combined the duties of home-maker, wage-earner and nurse during the past few years, the sympathy of the community is extended. 


Colin Dorward   Feb.21,1879 M. Effie Barlean Mar. 4,1909.He  died Mar. 28,1952 Plankinton, S. Dak.


8. Marion Violet   June 14,1880 -Aug 6,1881 died of whooping cough Nebr.


9. Henry Motley  Nov. 17,1881-Nov.17,1882 Nebr.


Anna Violet   (Oct. 7,1883 Chester Precinct Saunders- Nebr-1965 David City, Nebr).  Mar. Jun. 8,1908 Perle Hair  son of Hair and Julia.


11.Daisy Raitt (April 5,1885-) M. Robert Baldwin   March 13,1913 Omaha, Nebr.    Died Oct 1967 Farmers


                                                a. Robert  Baldwin 

                                                b. Donald Abbot Baldwin

                                                c. Gene Tunny Baldwin       



            Miss Daisy Raitt   of this place, and Robert Baldwin   of Elkhorn, Nebraska were married at Omaha Wednesday,. March 13th at the home of the groom�s sister. Mrs. Pear Hare and J. D. Raitt Sr., brother and sister of the bride, from North Bend were present at wedding. The young couple will---

12.Claude Dorward   March 7,1887-1962Nebr.) married Mar. 3,1909 Tilly Curry   (1887-1954).

                                                a. Irene  (Oct. 12,1912-) M. Roland Kelly (1912-1980)

                                                            1. Arboa Lynn   married Rockwell XE "Rockwell"

                                                                        a. Arloa Lyn  (Jan. 27,1973)

                                                            2. Vicky

                                                b. Dean   (Oct. 27,1913) M. Ester Ingleright

                                                c. Clarabella (May 20,1919) M. Feb. 14,1939 Myron Kilgore

                                                d  Richard Claude ( Jan. 1923)




We will narrow down our heritage to:      John and Cecilia (Crabb) Raitt's

son Johnand   James and Elizabeth 




            Lilly .Dorward Raitt   was born at Pike Town, Livingston County, Ill., Dec. 28, 1871, died near Rising City Nebr., Dec 12, 1904, of peritonitis, Aged 32 years, 11 months and 14 days.

She was married to Mr. John B. Raitt, Jr  ., March 2, 1893. Seven children blessed this union.

            Mr. Raitt was a loving wife, a kind and affectionate mother, and a friend to all with whom she came in contact. She will not only be missed in the home, but by all who knew her.

The funeral occurred Friday, Dec. 16, rev. Thomas Jones, pastor of the Congregational Church conducting the last sad rites, and the remains were conveyed to its last resting place in  Circle Mound Cemetery by sorrow relatives and friends.

             Deceased leaves behind a husband and seven children a father and mother--who reside at Morse Bluff,-and five brothers and four sisters to mourn her departure.

The friends and neighbors deeply sympathies with the bereaved ones, in their loss, but God the Father only, who doeth all things for the best, can bestow that comfort they richly need.

John and Lily Raitt Children

Hazel, (Father John) Ethel


1. Archie Claude Raitt   (Jan 8, 1894 Rising City, Nebraska-1988 Nebraska) M. October   15,1919 Alta Kilgore   ( Sept. 1,1904-1986 Nebraska). Occupation Farmer. He died in the late 1980's     

John and Lily Raitt�s first child, Archie Claude, was born Jan.8,l894, near Rising City, Nebraska. He was a very active child and curious. He was full of questions like , �When the last man dies, who is going to bury him?� Archie remembers his brother Russ throwing Ethel in the water tank. (She doesn�t remember). Archie would play dominoes, cards, and a flench card game on rainy days. He wore over-alls and shirts to school like all the boys. Special clothing was for Sunday School and Church. For play he would wear older clothes. Outdoor play found him playing ball or on his home made stilts to walk on * or use a stick that he had nailed a piece of lath to , to push a small round wheel.

            Going to town on Saturday nights for Archie wasn�t always fun. His Dad would go to the Odd Fellowship Lodge and the big boys would tease him. One time when he didn�t go to town he got one of his father�s cigars and smoked it. Boy! was he sick. When his dad arrived home he was lying behind the heating stove.

Archie's eyes have always been bad and he has worn glasses the majority of his life. He has blue eyes and grey to a height of 5�7� and rather heavy set. He has always been a farmer. Archie when at an older age scooped corn when the neighbors shelled and always helped neighbors when needed. He has lots of friends and almost everyone in town knows him.

Archie and Alta in 1979 celebrated their 60th Wedding Anniversary. Quite an accomplishment for the days we live in. Reflecting back for Archie one of the hardest times of his life was when his mother passed away. He was eleven years old at the time.  By the age of 88, his eyes had dimmed, and his hearing was very, very, slight. However, he had a good memory and loved for people to visit. Alta when Archie was 87 was put in nursing home where he went to see her every day. His son Gene checked  on him every Sunday and the town people kept tabs on him. He and Alta attended the Methodist Church at Rising City as long as their health permitted.


Archie and Alta's children:


1. Maude Elizabeth   B. March 17,1985 Rising City, Nebraska M. Ralph   Jockisch   Feb.28,1917.She died of hardening of the arteries and stroke12/21/1982

Archie Raitt and Ralph Jockisch  standing in the back


Ethel Marion   (Nov. 15,1896-) M. Jan.30,1920 James W. Van Matre  (Mar. 18,1900-1980's). She    took care of people in her home.

 James William Van Matre's    parents were James Andrew Van Matre   and  Maggie Pixler  .

Short biography of Ethel

    Nov.15,1896 in Rising City Nebraska, Mrs. Lily Raitt gave birth to her third child Ethel. Lily ad John had four more children before Lily died of child birth. After death the children lived with their father and had house keepers, besides visiting with Grandparents and other relatives.

    I asked Ethel about her toys, rainy days, clothes, shopping trips, meals, chores, and precious memories. The following includes her responses plus information obtained from letters and conversations.

            Toys were scarce  but Ethel  did have dolls. Maude, her older sister, was given a big rag doll from their Grandma Elizabeth. When doll clothes were needed Maude would make them. Ethel was given two negro dolls from one of the house keepers' that she named Max and Maxine. Besides dolls she had books. One booklet, Make the World Glad, was given to her by another house keeper who said in it "to Ethel who has made the world glad for me." Ethel still can�t understand how at such a tender age she could have made the world glad for anyone. She still cherishes the booklet. In addition to playing with dolls and reading books she with others on a rainy day would play  cards. In the evening after the 'American Boy Magazine' came they would listen to their father read stories from it.  To play Ethel would wear old dresses, no slacks in those days.

            At the beginning of the day they would eat oatmeal or pancakes. when they had must and milk for supper and sometimes leftover's, they would fry it and oh, did it make a good tasting breakfast. Every Easter Sunday they had eggs for breakfast. For lunch was crackers and apples from their orchard. Sometimes they would trade with others for cakes and cookies. Looking back, Ethel doesn't recall her or her siblings being envious of others who had the goodies.

            Saturday night was generally the night when their Dad would take them shopping. he always had bananas, and bought crackers in a big wooden box. The grocery man, always gave them a bag of candy. Their mother made all their clothes and other fabric from Montgomery Ward's.  There was always a lot of excitement when the big box arrived. After her mom's death, Maude took over making the clothes. Ethel remembers that if she didn�t

like what her sister made she ,wouldn�t wear it.

            Among the chores Ethel had were looking for and gathering eggs - eggs were worth a penny a piece then. The hens didn't always make their nest in the

chicken coop which gave the children a challenge. She along with the others would carry water in the wind; it was always windy, from the well in two gallon syrup buckets. It was long distance to walk and had to be made frequently especially on wash days.  They also carried wood and cobs  to the barn for cooking and to be used for heating in their old German heater. As the children matured new responsibilities were added. Milking was one of them. The chore Ethel liked least was: gathering the eggs from the pig pens.

            Besides unpleasant chore memories, Ethel tells of her precious memories that I will quote. "One of hearing mother singing, Nearer My God to Thee and telling me: I was her little helper when I set the table. A very  precious memory was my first Sunday School teacher. She certainly introduced me  to the Bible. She was wonderful. I  can see her yet sitting  in the pew facing us,  trying  to ho1d her little youngster down, and telling us a Bible story. I remember her saying, 'We must forget ourselves and think of God.' I've  thought about that all my life. Thank God for a blessed Mother who saw that we got to Sunday School and a wonderful teachers like Mrs. Judd." 

            Soon after turning twenty-three, Ethel married James William Van Matre Jan. 30, l920. During her first pregnancy she became very ill. When Don was born prematurely, Oct. 20, 1920  Ethel had uremic poising. She praises the Lord for sparing her and her sons' life. jack arrived five years later, Nov 1925. James brother-in-law died leaving his sister a widow with children to support. To help out James and Ethel took in their niece for a year. Just recently the niece was relating how Ethel solved the problem of transferring a decal to a tablecloth so she could embroider it with her left hand. Aunt Ethel rubbed a comb on one's head and the rubbed it on the pattern thus putting it on the tea towel.

            Unfortunately, the marriage didn't work out and was finalized in a divorce so James Van Matre thought. More on that later. Ethel started a nursing home in her home to help make ends meet. Further, she got a garden growing. besides working, caring for a family, and tending her garden she became active in the same Methodist Church where her Grandfather James  taught adult Sunday School.

            She, too, years after him taught the same class with different folks of course. Auth Ethel further remembers her grandfather John was a faithful Bible teacher. Also the children saw a slogan in front of her grandparents home saying, "As for me and y house we will serve the Lord." Grandpa John also sang for the Church Women society. She can definitely remember him singing hymns.

            Aunt Ethel while maybe not singing for the ladies has written and presented y bible lessons to them. Some of the lessons include; The book of Isaiah, Eve, Jesus, The Holy Spirit, and the Children of the Bible. She say she everyday read the Bible and tries to do a good deed She enjoys seeing beautiful rainbows even before 6 a. m., working i her garden, attending Senior Citizens dinners, entertaining friends and relatives, and she enjoy life. Her eye sight has giving her concern but the Doc says not to worry she will not go blind. Hot days zap her of all her energy but other days may find her climbing an eight foot latter to fix a drape. besides all of this she works on our family history. The lover her Lord Jesus can be truly seen her. Upon reading the last sentence Ethel made the commit to it. "People probably won't believe the last statement so maybe you had better leave it out, but I do love my Lord and he has answered many prayers for me." Melody, Edward and I agree on our last statement thus it is left.

            It turned out the divorce was not legal. When James passed away the Social Security money came to her. She lived to her mid to late eighties.

The following are the children of James and Ethel.


                        a. Donald Eugene Van Matre   (Oct 10,1920-) March 7,1947 Cecelia (Sally)   Muelehouse   (Jun. 18,1919) parent John Muehlhouse and Lena.

                                    1. John Kean

                                    2.Karalyn Day

                        b. Jack Dale Van Matre

                                    1. Jack Dorward Van Matre m Vonnie       Parker

                                                a. Kerry Lynn Van Matre     

                                                b. James Dale Van Matre M. Shirley Nickol

                                                c. Shani Lynn Van Matre               


3.John Russell   (Mar 8,1898 - Oct. 18?, 1966) lung cancer        Occupation ranch hand          


Hazel Belle " (Feb.11,1900 RisingCity,NE-Aug.20,1973 David City, NE) M. 1929 William Kilgore  (Apr.3,1903 Monroe,Nebr-Jan11,1967 David City, NE) She died of cancer. William was a Plant Engineer for David City. Power Plant.  He died of Heart attack.


Short biography of  HAZEL RAITT KILGORE

            Hazel was born at the beginning of the 20th Century, Feb. 11,1900, the fifth child of John and Lily Raitt. One month and 20 days before Hazel turned five her mother died. Hazel went to live with her Grandpa and Grandma James Dorward  Raitt when she was in the 3rd grade. She remembers  Grandma Elizabeth always had hard Christmas candy in a trunk for her grand and great-grand children.

             She told tales of her early school days and how her grandma made her wear an apron and long heavy stockings with garters to school every day. How she hated to wear them both, thus, one warm day in spring she discovered she could take them off before she got to school and put them back on before arriving home and grandma never knew the stockings and apron didn't make it to school. A topical school lunch for the kids was crackers and apples from their own apple trees. Hazel loved her grandmother very much and was by her side when she passed away at the age of 97.

            Hazel's education consisted of 8 year s of country school and 2 years of high school in Rising City. For a time, she world work helping neighbors clean and take care of their children. There were times  she would move in with the family and come home only on week-ends. when

            Hazel moved to California when she was in her twenties and worked for a while at a Monrovia Laundry before returning to Nebraska and marrying William A. Kilgore in 1929. The newlyweds moved in with a brother - in- law and sister (Max and Marie Conrad) of Williams� across the street from the David City Hospital. The two men were in a trucking business. Later they moved to 344-1st Street where they later bought.

            Merle Dean  arrived  one day before his grandfather John Raitt died in the same hospital. With the arrival of their son they rented the house on 1st Street and William obtained a job at the power plant. He studied books and magazines to learn more about electricity and worked his way up to plant engineer. The rest of his working days were spent there working seven days a week including holidays. Each year he received two weeks' vacation.

            Hazel and William�s first girl, Kathryn, arrived . Debris arrived . Twelve years later Dennis Ray   made his appearance, thus completing their family. Their small home was always open to relatives to come and stay. At the time of Deloris�s birth Williams� sister, Elizabeth Kilgore lived with them until she married and moved away. William's brother Otis  often came and his mother Mabel Kilgore. She would come and stay for six months at a time. Later, Mabel bought a home a block away. Marcella Raitt, while attending high school, also lived with them during the week.

            William and Hazel were able to buy a home with two extra lots where Hazel had a garden in the back yard, she sewed all the clothes while the children were young and even used her old coat to make her daughter�s Deloris winter coat. The children had few toys. Deloris  remembers among her share of toys she had a handmade rocking duck that she could ride, and a doll. The children played with the neighbors children mostly. In the summer they all met under the street light and played games until 9:00. Summers brought the rainy days and they enjoyed going out in it and walking in the mud with their bare feet. Winters brought lots of snow and just doing what had to be done or what was requested of them by their parents. For enjoyment they would play cards. They didn�t do much traveling. However, during one of Williams two week vacations they were able to go to Wyoming. Deloris recalls being afraid of the horses. Other entertainment was going to rodeos, visiting with relatives and as mentioned before playing cards.

            Hazel was very close to her in-laws. Every morning she would talk to Aunt Alta Raitt and an Aunt Margaret on the phone. They were good to her and always ready to help when needed

            After the depression chickens and rabbits were added for eggs and meat. This with their garden really helped on the food budget. As the children grew older they went to work. Debris went to work in a library and the others earned money different ways.

            Merle was the first to married Doris Ellen Kroft . Like his father he went to work for the David City Power Plant. He worked his way up to Superintendent. They were blessed with two daughters: Debra Ann  and Sheryl Kay. Both later graduated from Bryon Medical Hospital in Lincoln, Nebraska and they became Nurses.

            Kathyrn after completing high school went on to college for two years and became a teacher. She first taught in Sidney, Nebr. and then in Columbus, Nebr. where she met Wayne Krepel . Wayne and Kathyrn were married at the St. Luke's Methodist Church  David City, Nebr. They have been blessed with three children: Karlyn Day (who became a teacher; Kelly Jayne  and Thomas Andrew

            Deloris worked in David City as an office girl at an insurance agency for 3 years, then moved to Omaha and worked for Peter Kewit for three months before moving to Lincoln and working in a real estate office for seven years and one year for Continental Oil Cob In 1960 she moved to Mountain View, Calif. as a Department Secretary for Sylvania Electronic System Lab. It was here she met Gordy and married. . Gordy worked for Lockheed then went to work for Explosive Technology. During this time they were blessed with their first daughter, Andre Kay . The company moved to Fairfield that was very windy so they moved to Vacaville. Here they bought a home and Kerrey Lee was born March 19, . They built a home and traveled extensively. They have been to most of the states, just loved Europe and recently went to Scotland. Gordy Nissler worked on Apollo on the separation system, escape system on the space shuttle and leer jet. He was the engineer of the Jet Axe for the fire Dept. (This Deloris believes was mentioned in Readers Digest without any names.)

            Dennis Ray   married Diane Day . He manages a service station in David City and Diane works at the convalescent hospital. They have one child, Denise Kay (.

            William Kilgore  died of a heart attack Jan. 11, 1967. Hazel always seemed to be in good health or at least she never complained about any ailments. She always said it didn�t do any good to complain. Before she went to the hospital the last time, she cleaned the house, took care of the garden and mowed the yard, then apologies because she didn�t wash the windows or dig up the potatoes. Aug. 20,1973 she died of cancer leaving many to mourn.

                                                William and Hazels children are as follows:

                                a. Mearle Dean    M. Doris Ellen Kroft  Merle worked for  Nebr. Public Power Co. was District supt.. He     served in the Army during the Korean War.

                                                1. Debra Ann Kilgore             Nebr.-)Nurse

                                                2. Sheryl Kay Kilgore

                        b. Delores Elaine Kilgore   M. Gordon Arthur Nistler . Gordon was Sr. Project Engr for    Explosive Tech.Inc. His degree was in   Mechanica Engineering from 

                            Santa Clara   Univ, CA.

                                                1. Audre Kay Nistler

                                                2. Kerrey Lee   Nistler

                        c. Kathyrn (Kay) Kilgore    M.   Wayne Krepel . Wayne has a  doctor degree in Education from the Univ. of Nebr. Luthern

                                                1. Karlyn Kay Krepel

                                                Graduated From Ball State Univ. Teacher

                                                2. Kelly Jane Krepel

                                                3. Thomas Andrew Krepel

                        d. Dennis Ray M.  Diana Kay Davis

                                                1. Denise Day Kilgore


6.Orville Dorward Raitt   B. July 21,1902 M. Edith Maygreen later Catheryn Malory

                                                a. Betty

Orville and sister Ethel

Successful Box Social and a Pleasing

Ethel, Maude and Orville age 13 (laying on the grass), 1915

Pauline  (the little girl)

Thanksgiving Program.

            Orace Myers, teacher in Dist. 33, realized  $32.50 ate a box social given by his school last Friday evening. The money was used to  pay for nine volumes of Classical Histories of the world which were recently purchased.

            A Thanksgiving program, consisting of the following numbers, was given: Song by the school; exercise given by Carl and Virgie Barlean, Arlie Raitt  . Helen and Isabelle Barker and Margaret Baker: recitation by Orval Raitt l : dialog, �The First Thanks giving.� by Lillie Baker,  Russel Raitt " , Allen Barker, Janette Barker, Emma Baker, Edward Barker, Jay and Willard Prell, Nellie Randall and Hazel Raitt  .

7.Harley Colin Dec.1,1904-May 8,1913 Died of lock jaw . saw angels in the sky.


            John Raitt. Jr.  �s little son, Harley, is In serious condition with a case of lockjaw. About  ten days ago he stepped n the sharp edge of a tin cover and cut a small gash in his heel. At the time nothing was thought of it but inside of a week lockjaw developed.  A trained nurse from Lincoln arrived Wednesday morning and is caring for the young man.


Wayne?, Katherine, Deloris, Paulette (behind Deloris), Hazel, Dennis, Ethel, Tillie (sited)



Ralph, Ray, Frances, Maude


 Maude Elizabeth Raitt  (Mar.17,1985 Rising City, Nebr.-12/21/1982  buried at Live Oak Memorial Park, Monrovia, CA. M. Feb.28,1917 Ralph Jockisch. She died of hardening of the arteries and  a stroke.

"Our horses Ralph and I (Maude) on Grandpa's farm by Maude Elizabeth Raitt 1916  Major & Bob"

Short biography of Maude Elizabeth

            March 17,1895 Lily and John were blessed with a little girl who had blue eyes and some brown in her left eye that looked like a dagger. With her birth they now had a boy and a girl. Maude grew to be 5�3� tall. Her first nine years were filled with the excitement of the arrival five more sisters and brothers, going to church and when old enough helping around the house.

            Dec. 12, 1904 her mother died of peritonitis changing her life. With her mother gone she and her younger sisters and brothers didn�t always have their hair combed for school. They had 1 1/2 miles to walk to Pleasant Hill Rural School which took time.

            Their teacher and Aunt Elizabeth Keill- combed their hair at the first recess. Years later Maud�s older brother-Archie-said he learned more from her than any other teacher. Around twelve years old Maude was given a scrapbook in which she first put poems and later family events as they happened cut from the newspaper.  These articles will be found distributed throughout this family history book.

            Maude's younger brother Harley stepped on a tin can and cut his heal causing lockjaw. She remembers she and her brother were standing outside looking up at the clouds and Him saying, "Look at the angels, do you see the angels?" She did not but she never forgot that he did.

             The year 1913 was very important for Maude. For this was the year she accepted Jesus Christ as her Lord and Savior and she joined the Rising City Methodist Episcopal Church. The following year she graduated from High School and trained to be a teacher. Below is a picture of her high school class.


                                                      Top Row :Left to Right Albert Kindler, Winnie Haynes, Eugene Doty, Martha Bensch, Maude Raitt, Paul Earhart, Laurel Johnson

Second Row: George Quade, Elmore Schweser, Maude Maule, Ivan Beede, Emma Peltz, Elmer Stephens, Mary Moran, Adolf Stava, Jesse Davis

Bottom Row:  Helen Hawes, Phoebe Walden, Aldah Hutchison , Pear Merrick, Annie Shorney, Martha Thege, Ferve Dollison, Virginia Otoupalik, Maude Nicholson

            For entertainment she and Ethel gave parties and there were always weddings of all the relatives to attend. Then romance entered her life by the way Ralph Jockisch  . She told me (Paulette - her daughter's daughter) that Grandpa was very romantic. Thus on February 28th they married not telling their friends until the following Friday. For a time they lived in Rising City and very soon their family increased with the arrival of their daughter Frances Lillian. Next came Ray   followed by Easter. 


                Maude clipped out newspaper articles that tell us more about her life.


(March 12,1915)

Mr. and Mrs. John Raitt, Sr., and granddaughter, Miss Maude, departed Wednesday for a visit of several months with Mr. and Mrs. Raitt's daughter, Mrs. Jennie Holt in Minonk, Ill. (1915)


A Surprise Party   (June/16/1915)


The home of A. C. Kunkee, one mile north of Foley. was the scene of much enjoyment last Saturday evening, when  a crowd of twenty -two young people  gathered to give. Miss Julia a surprise. 8he declared however that she knew all about it. The evening was spent in playing games.


Ethel and Maude Raitt gave an evening party Friday evening to twenty-three guests. They played games until a dainty lunch was serve. The guests departed at � very late hour,  and they reported a very fine time.


            R. E. Jockisch and Miss Maude Raitt were married in Central City February 28. They did not let their friends know of the marriage until last Friday. They are a fine young couple and we join their many friends in wishing them success and happiness. They will reside here Rising City.



Mr. and Mrs. R. E. Jockisch and children will 1eave Monday in their auto for their home. in Los Ange1ea. They have spent several months here. Mr. Jockisch has been emp1oyed here and at Columbus this summer.


Jan. 1928  BY REBEKAHS


Mrs. Rowling, District President, Installs Local Officers.

Mrs. Phoebe Bowling, of Azusa District President of The Rebekah Assembly, and her staff  executive officers, installed officers of Monrovia Rebekah 1odge at  0dd Fellows Hall last night.

The following were inducted  into office:


            Mrs. Florence Tucker, Noble Grand . Miss Emma  Nute, Vice Grand; Mrs. Ora Voris, Recording Secretary; Mrs. Lenora Young, Financial Secretary; Mrs. Inez Smith, Treasurer; Mrs. Maude Jockisch, Warden; Mrs. Violet  Seeds, Conductor;  Mrs. Minnie Barton, Chaplain; Mrs. Lillian Ott, Musician Mrs. Ruth Lees, Right Support to Noble Grand; Mrs. Marie Ryberg, Left Support  to Noble Grand; Mrs. Amelia Jellison, Right Support to Vice-Grand; Mrs. Elizabeth Clark, Left Support to Vice-Grand; Mrs. Sarah Campbell, Inside Guardian; Mrs. Sarah Ross, Outside Guardian.


            Mrs. .Jennie Davis, retiring Noble Grand, automatically  becomes Past Noble Grand. She was presented a Past Noble Grand jewel, in recognition of her faithful services, by Mrs. Fred Reitz.

            Mrs. Bowling will officiate at a double installation of Odd Fellows and Rebekahs  at Covina Thursday, January 19, and she will install officers of her home lodge at Azusa Tuesday, January 24.


Daughter Honors

Mother's Birthday (March 17,1928)


            Frances Jockisch, the ten year old daughter of Mr. and Mrs. R. E Jockisch , 241 West Lemon Ave , and her brother and sister, Ray   and Easter, very agreeably surprised her mother Saturday evening by giving her a birthday party. Mrs. Jockisch, who had been down town, came home to find the living t decorated in the motif of St. Patrick�s Day. Frances had baked a cake a placed it in the--



Mrs. Chris Williams died in her home at Kansa City two weeks ago. She was formerly Julia Smith a scholar of Blue Mound.

She leaves to mourn her departure a husband and two little boys. A little girl preceded her. The boys are now making their home with Mrs. Williams' sister Mrs. Frank Williams. (Ralph Jockisch) Peaceful in thy silent slumber,

Peaceful in thy grave so low Thou no more will join our number.

Thou no more our sorrows know.

 Yet again we hope to know thee

When the days of life are fled

 And in Heaven  with joy to greet thee

Where no farewell  tears are shed.


            (Sept. 6,1928) The R. E. Jockisch Family have returned to their home at 620 Olive street Monrovia, California after having spent the summer at Columbus. They report a very pleasant journey of 4 1/2  days. They traveled the Lincoln highway to Salt Lake City and the Arrowhead trail the remainder of the trip.


Leave For Home In Nebraska (May 7,1930)

            Mrs. R. E. Jockisch and Her father John Raitt, left Wednesday night for Mr. Raitt's home in Nebraska. Mr. Raitt takes this way of bidding all of his Monrovia friends goodbye.

John Raitt, who spent the winter in California, returned Friday, and is at the Archie Raitt Home. (David City, Nebr. May 9,1930.)


            The many Monrovia Friends  of John Raitt  of David City, Nebraska who has spent the last seven winters with his daughter Mrs. R. E. Jockisch. 241 West Lemon Avenue, will be sorry to know that he passed away at his eastern home. He returned home three weeks ago from his annual visit here, his daughter accompanying him. (Jun. 2,1930 Monrovia, CA Newspaper)


House Guest


At Party July 29,1930

Mrs. Ralph Jockisch , entertainer at a surprise Birthday party for her house guest Mrs. Florine Tucker of Los Angeles, Friday evening at the Jockisch home, 241 West Lemon avenue.

   Bunco furnished entertainment during  the evening and later refreshments were served at the small tables. The honor guest received many lovely gifts.

Those invited were, Mrs. Bessie Upchurch, Mrs. Flora Kidd, Mrs. Sarah Ross, Mrs. Lillian Ott, Mrs. Ida Johnson, Mr. Callie Nelson, Mrs. Gertrude Reitz, Mrs. Minnie Fisher, Miss Agneta Hedman.

�Anniversary Party Honors Mrs. Tucker At Jockisch Home

(Special correspondence)

MONROVIA, Sept; 2: 1930 Mrs. Florine Tucker, of Los Angeles, formerly of Monrovia, who has been the house guest of Mr. and Mrs. Ralph Jockisch  . 241 West Lemon avenue, the past week, was given an anniversary birthday party last Friday evening. The evening was spent playing bunco. High score went to Mrs. Fred Reitz; Mrs. Tucker was awarded the prize for low score. Other games were played and the evening was spent socially.

This picture was not made hi New England but In �Sunny. California� on the San Francisco Los Angeles highway. This is �un usual weather� for �that part of California sure enough. 1930

Wielders of the Trowel, and Others (Citizens Bank)

            After the others came the plasterers, it would be a queer structure without their handiwork. George Wright has the contract for this work and he has with him such will tried men as Ralph and Fred Jockisch and Carl Olson.76th birthday anniversary

            Mrs. [Elizabeth] Raitt gave a birthday dinner  for his pleasure on that day, at which there were 25 persons, relatives and friends of Mr. Raitt.. Mr. Raitt was presented with several nice gifts in memory of the occasion. Those present were Mr. and Mrs. Charles   Black, Mr. and Mrs. E. W. Ives, Mr. and Mrs. Pearle Hair  , Mr. and Mrs.  George Liles, Mrs. Cummings and Mrs. J. D. Raitt, Jr. from North Bend, Mr. and Mrs. Claude Raitt and John Raitt Jr., and five children, Archie, Ethel, Russell and Orville from Rising City, Mr. and Mrs. James Cornell from near Garrison and Mr. and Mrs. Harry Keill and two sons, Ralph and James and James Raitt of David City. Mr. Raitt was born in Arbroath, Scotland., October 3, 1840. He became a mariner at an early age and followed sea life for 15 years. He came to the United States in 1871 and located in Schuyler county Illinois. Living there 12 years, he moved to Saunders county and after residence of 22 years there m to Butler county. For five years he lived on a farm near Rising City and seven years ago retired and moved to David City. Of 12 children nine are living. He has 20 grandsons and -nine granddaughters.

            Earlier In the job when they were working on the second and third floors there were two huskies of African birth, or race, George Neal and C . Jones who (rest of newspaper article missing).

            Here Maude stopped entering news articles but we certainly see that she loved to be with people and to entertain. In a way she was also a historian by keeping these articles so her children and following generations could look through her scrap book and learn their family history.

           Ralph�s and Maud�s fourth child arrive undoubtedly occupying a lot of Maud time. The depression of 1929 was in full swing. There are many more clippings she could have added following those she did. The birth of her son, her oldest child being married, two other children going into United States Service, the birth of her first grandchild, and her husband's death. Before her husband's death her oldest son was married. But raising children, then having to go to work and support him plus a house didn�t leave time for such things. However, Maud life wasn�t all work and no play she was very active in the J.O.C at the Monrovia Methodist Church and attended or entertained canasta card parties. When she reached retirement age she joined the Senior Citizens and went on outings with them. Her daughter, Frances, gave her a wonderful Surprise Birthday Party for her 75th Birthday where many of her closest friends attended. Other events that might be of interest are: traveling by bus with her granddaughter Paulette Ross   to Ohio and Nebraska to see her son, grandchildren, Aunts, Uncles, Sisters, Brother, and lots of cousins; flying to Catalina Island with the same Granddaughter; going to her grand daughters� wedding, and later baby shower for her first great grandchild Melody Helland  .


            She was a wonderful grandmother. She died a couple of months before her first born (Frances) died.   Below are listed her children, grandchildren and great grandchildren.

Dave Jockisch, Grandma Maude Jockisch,  Ray   Jockisch ,  Jerry Wait  

Mrs. Preston, Easter Wait, Lois Jockisch, Carolyn Jockisch

Peggy Wait  , Cheryl Booth  , Donna Jockisch  , Cindy Wait  

Dave is married to Carolyn, Jerry Wait  to Easter Jockisch Wait, Ray  to Lois Preston  Jockisch. Donna is the daughter of Ray   and Lois Jockisch.


            Ralph and Maude Jockisch's Children.


             a. Frances Lillian Jockisch  (Sept. 7, 1917 Rising City,  Nebraska - March 15,1983 Temple City, CA) M. Nov. 23,1938 John Paul Ross   in Monrovia, California. She was a secretary, housewife. President of  Golf Club.

Frances Lillian Jockisch

            Maude Jockisch gave birth to Frances Lillian Jockisch   on Sept.7,l9l7 on a farm in Rising City, Nebraska. For the next five years Fran, then Ray   and Easter spent their time playing in and around this area. One thing Fran remembers during this time was their one light bulb on extension cord that they carried from one room to another.

            In 1923 they moved to Monrovia, California. Here she attended elementary and high school. When Grandpa John Bain Raitt   was staying with them, she remembers playing pinochle and her father playing the mandolin. In elementary school Fran took up the clarinet and played in the band. During these years she would go to the Lyric Theater son with Ray   and see a black and white movie for 10�. At the age of 10 she started learning how to drive and had her license at the age of fourteen. This was permitted because her mom needed someone to drive the car while she was expecting Dave.

            Ralph her father worked as a Mason and on the Hoover Dam. He was the one responsible for the family going to the First Christian Church where Fran was later married.

            At the beginning of the depression, it was hardly noticed at their home. Later, Maude did earn extra money by doing house work.

            Graduating from Monrovia High School, Fran went on to Business College. From there she obtained a job at the Pasadena Play House as a Secretary. This enabled her to purchase her first car, a used l930ish Chevy, at the age of 19. Her job continued there until her engagement to Paul Ross when it was terminated because her boss didn�t believe in married women working.


Frances Jockisch                            Easter        Frances                

Monrovia, CA                               Cheryl      Paulette                 



                                                  Frances elected president of the women golf club.   


            Nov. 23,1938, Fran married a young man her sister had brought to the house named J. Paul Ross. They first lived in Arcadia and later moved to Los Angeles. Paulette Elizabeth. Paul obtained a position with the Pacific Telephone Company and they moved around for several years. While living in Banning, Fran joined the Jr. Women Club. One of the high lights of the club was when Fran rode a donkey and played donkey base ball - it was funny! I - Elizabeth -was around 6 or 7. Also while in Banning, Fran helped her husband start a coin operated television business.


            From Banning they moved to San Gabriel where Fran started selling Neutralite. When Elizabeth was in 7th grade, the elementary school offered mother- daughter golf lessons. Fran found she really enjoyed golf and as time went on became quite active in a Women�s Golf Club in which she was twice elected President.

Fran grew to a height of 5' 7" and weighed around 135, blue eyes, brown hair and fair complexion. She only needs glasses to read. Her health was pretty good until Elizabeth  was in high school. Since then she has encountered a variety of health problems Including shingles,  ear problems causing dizziness, and two strokes.


            Health wasn�t the only thing on Fran�s mind. She and Paul bought some rental property and she took over the business part with Paul being in charge of the maintenance.


            Elizabeth married Michael David Helland and a little over a year later presented Fran with her first grandchild, Melody Ann. The following year Michelle Elizabeth was born prematurely weighing under two pound with un developed lungs. She lived 4 hours � Fran had a dream of seeing little booties up in Heaven. Fran was with her daughter after the birth of Melody and Michelle.


            However, when her third grandchild came along Fran was with her daughter from the labor on. She wasn�t in the delivery room but was close by and saw Edward Michael right after he came out of the delivery room


            Paul had a heart attack in 1969 and was forced to retire early. Upon recovery he took a more active part in the maintenance of their rental property and played more golf with Fran. In 1979 they traveled to Hawaii and in 1980 went to England, Italy, France ,Germany, Austria and Switzerland. In Rome she fill and broke her pelvic bone in two places. However, she was determined Paul was going to see as much as possible.


            Just last year,1981, Fran suffered a stroke paralyzing her right side. Fran is gifted with a lot of fortitude besides in the business area. She keeps on going even when the chips are down. She tires always to be cheerful and look on the bright side. She like to think of herself as Jesus little sunbeam. For dad and I she is.  Mom passed away on March 15, 1983. She just slumped over in her wheel chair and was gone.

a.Paulette  Ross  m. Michael D. Helland   Divorced.  Married  K. Jerome Anderson

(retired toy designer).  Elementary School Teacher  Christian Obtained   Doctorate of Ministry

                                                              1. Melody

                                                              2. Edward  M. Ellen (divorced) m. Ana Paula

                                                                                    a. Eric

        b.Ray   (July 10,1919 Rising City, Nebraska- Ohio) M.   Dec. 24,1943   Lois Preston   Occ. Auto Mechanic  Methodist


Ray  and Mother Maude Jockisch             Mrs. Preston, Paulette, Lois, Ray & Donna                                   

                                                Saturday To Monrovia Peak 1930

            Last Saturday was a choice day for a hike to Monrovia Peak, which was conducted by Rev. E. P. Rankin. Until mid-forenoon when fog began to rise, a clear outlook was given over valley fields and towns. The city hall in Los Angeles stood out  plainly and good eyes could see Catalina Island.

            Along the crest of the range a most restful feeling was enjoyed under the spreading  branches of the great spruce trees. From  the summit of the peak one gets an inspiring view of the interior mountain system. To the southeast is seen San Diego, then the San Bernardino mountains, and somewhat closer are Mt. Baldy and the group of giants about  it.

            Following the range around to the north and west, one sees North Ba1dy, Pacifico, Gleason, Strawberry, San Gabriel and Mt. Wilson. Roadways are being built through this splendid mountain system and when they are thrown open to the public, a panorama of mountain scenery unsurpassed awaits them.

            About half of Old Glory, put up a year ago, was still left, and it was reverently taken down and will be kept as a souvenir. With the raising of the new flag an appropriate program was given.

            The following went on the hike and witnessed the flag raising: Mrs. W. E. Smith, Miss Lucile Kalb, Miss  Flora McGregor, Norman Hall, Burton Ricks, Kenneth McLennan, Earl  Wagner, Mrs. Lillian Stanley,  Fred Oldfather, Albert  Gills, Ray   Jockisch , George Emery, Mrs. G.W. Emery, Charles   Goodwin, Andrew Carnahan, Charles   McCinnell, George Shaw, Charles   Stewart, William Shive, John Nicely, Otto Karels, Mr. Hunter, Mr. Hill, E.P. Rankin, L.D. Hoxsey, and a group of his Hollywood friends, Nick Mulki, Oliver Jordan, Howell Bell, Harry Campbell and Sidney Langly.


Ray and Lois Jockisch


                                Children of Ray   and Lois Jockisch


                1. Donna Jockisch   M. Michael    Jackson

                                                            a. Seth Michael Jackson 

                                                            b. Adam

                2. Dennis Jockisch    June 1957

c..  Easter Aliene Jockisch  (Mar. 27,1921Rising City, Nebr.- Mar. 31,1995) Denver, Colorado) M. Nov. 24,1945 Jerry Max Wait  She was a Lady Marine. Died of Emphazema

Easter Jockisch Wait       Peggy  Grandma Jockisch,  Easter, Cindy

 Short biography of Easter

            March 27,1921 brought Maude and Ralph their third child- a little girl. Since she was born on Easter Sunday they chose the name of Easter.  Easter was a little hazel eye and ,blond hair cutie. Her good looks even increased as she matured. Her hair turned brown and she grew to a height of 5'3 1/2" and weighs  around 112 pounds. Shortly after arrival the family moved from Rising City, Nebraska to Monrovia, California. It is here she thinks back on when recalling childhood memories. Her days would start with bread and milk or chocolate pudding and then off to school. If it was raining she would play house, work on a jig saw puzzle or sew. One of the big experiences she recalls is when they traveled by car to Nebraska and on the way saw Lindberg's  plane flying overhead from CA to NY. Closer trips were to Woolworth on Saturday nights - where they would park out in front and watch the people go by - and three or four time going into Los Angeles for Christmas shopping.

            Easter�s mother made all of their school clothes. For Easter it was mostly cotton print dresses and some made from hand-me-downs. Maude also made her a costume for her acrobatics. Before leaving her childhood memories there is one that made a big impression on Easter. This was the time their furniture was moved out in the street because they couldn�t pay the rent.

            During Easter�s high school years, she obtained her first real job (age 15). It was at a hamburger stand where they made real good hamburgers. After high school Easter served as a Lady Marine in the U.S. Marine Corps for World War Two. November 24,1945 Easter Jockisch married Jerry Max Wait. They moved to a location near San Francisco and were blessed with three lovely daughters:

            Cheryl Sue ; Peggy Lee  and Cynthia  From there they moved to Denver, Colorado. Jerry was able to support the family by working in the field of Insurance. They were able to purchase a beautiful home and once in awhile make trips to Monrovia, California and Disneyland.

            After nearly twenty years of marriage tragedy struck. Jerry left Easter. But, Easter didn�t quit life. She went to work and raised her daughters. Cheryl married in 1966 thus living just Peggy and Cindy. As they grew older they too went out on their own so in the nineteen seventies Easter moved to California and obtained a position with the post office. By careful management of her money and study she was able to purchase a home. A more exciting event that took place in the seventies was that  she became a grandma for the first time. Cindy had a son whom she named Raphael. As time went on Cheryl and Rod had two darling little girls giving Easter three grandchildren. Easter became fascinated in the stock market. When vacations roll around Easter heads for Colorado to visit her daughters and fast growing grandchildren. When not working or visiting, she paints, sews, knits, works in her garden or visits her mom at a nursing home.

            Easter planned on dying on the job. Her biggest accomplishments were �Being able to take care of myself, after getting a later start, to me- is an accomplishment. Proud to have served in the U.S. Marine. Corps.�

After this was written she retired and moved back to Colorado close to her children. She passed away her home of Enphazima


Children of Easter and Jerry Waite :

1. Cheryl Sue Wait  M. Rodney Booth



                                                                                                1957 Cousin Paulette & Cheryl


                                                            a. Michele Ann Booth

                                                            b. Kristen Lynn Booth


Peggy, Grandma, Easter, Cynthia

Wait, Jockisch, Wait

                                                2.Peggy Lee Wait

                                                3.Cynthia Wait

                                                            a. Raphael Taylor Wait

                                                            b. Pater  Wait


d.David Dale Jockisch m.  Carolyn June Theden

Dave & mother Maude                 Uncle Dave Jockisch        Jerome & Uncle Dave


                                                1. Dale Carl Jockisch    Changed   name to Dale Carl Hathaway.

                                                2. Debra Carol Jockisch

                                                            a. Andrew Scott   (Robinson?)

                                                                                b. Sarah Rose   (Robinson?)