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"...I am the third son of respectable parents and was on the 21st of November AD 1821, in the city of Savannah, Georgia, introduced to this troublous world..."
Name John Francisco Stone Smith
Event Type Voter Registration
Event Date 15 Jun 1866
Event Place 3d Township, Contra Costa, California, United States
Age 45
Birth Year (Estimated) 1821
Birthplace Georgia
Township 3, Contra Costa, California, United States
John F S Smith Self M 59 Georgia, United States
Adeline Smith Other F 50 Tennessee, United States
William Q Smith Other M 29 California, United States
James B Smith Other M 26 California, United States
Elliott H Smith Other M 24 California, United States
Thomas D Smith Other M 22 California, United States
Mary E Smith Other F 20 California, United States
Carrie M Smith Other F 16 California, United States
Adeline Smith Other F 15 California, United States
Virginia Smith Other F 14 California, United States
Amanda Smith Other F 13 California, United States
Nellie Smith Other F 9 California, United States
"My father was Captain James Smith of the United States navy, a native of Richmond, Virginia, of the old cavalier stock of Smiths and Mumfords of that old dominion. My mother was Mary Boylston, a native of Springfield, Massachusetts, and of the old Puritan stock of Morgans. James Boylston, my grandfather, was a Captain in the English army and married my grandmother when the old revolutionary war was only a little unpleasantness to be settled in a few days...".
"My grandfather finally parted from his bride, fondly hoping that the unhappy war would soon cease and he would be permitted to return and claim her with the consent of all. But his young bride soon became a widow, and soon after a mother of an orphan girl. Her husband became a martyr to duty, and, after giving birth to her child, she followed him to where no ruthless wars could separate them, leaving her little girl in the care of her brother, the late General David B. Morgan, of Louisiana history, he to become her guardian and protector, the old lady having never forgiven her daughter for her secret marriage with the hated Englishman. The dying mother insisted upon depriving her of any care for or interest in her child and insisted on the brother's promise to guard and protect her little babe."
On relating the incident to the family at the close of the war, he begged to be allowed to adopt little Mary, as he was childless, in gratitude to the dead father. The family declined the honorable request. As time rolled on and peace and social intercourse had been established, my mother, then a girl of fifteen, with her uncle, visited the family of the Lord Chief Justice of Canada. While there she was struck with the resemblance of one of the portraits to that of her father in her locket ,and while comparing the two, the old Admiral Holloway [Hallowell?] of the British Navy came hobbling by and inquired why she compared them, and asked her who the locket represented. She replied, "My father." "Who was your father?" "James Boylston, sir." "Why that is James Boylston on the wall, my nephew, and looking at the locket and then at her said excitedly, "That is he and you are surely his daughter." "Explain to me child; I did not know of his marriage in America." She referred him to her Uncle David, who soon explained the matter of the private marriage with his sister and the unhappy circumstances following.
"My grandfather finally parted from his bride, fondly hoping that the unhappy war would soon cease and he would be permitted to return and claim her with the consent of all. But his young bride soon became a widow, and soon after a mother of an orphan girl. Her husband became a martyr to duty, and, after giving birth to her child, she followed him to where no ruthless wars could separate them, leaving her little girl in the care of her brother, the late General David B. Morgan, of Louisiana history, he to become her guardian and protector, the old lady having never forgiven her daughter for her secret marriage with the hated Englishman. The dying mother insisted upon depriving her of any care for or interest in her child and insisted on the brother's promise to guard and protect her little babe."
On relating the incident to the family at the close of the war, he begged to be allowed to adopt little Mary, as he was childless, in gratitude to the dead father. The family declined the honorable request. As time rolled on and peace and social intercourse had been established, my mother, then a girl of fifteen, with her uncle, visited the family of the Lord Chief Justice of Canada. While there she was struck with the resemblance of one of the portraits to that of her father in her locket ,and while comparing the two, the old Admiral Holloway [Hallowell?] of the British Navy came hobbling by and inquired why she compared them, and asked her who the locket represented. She replied, "My father." "Who was your father?" "James Boylston, sir." "Why that is James Boylston on the wall, my nephew, and looking at the locket and then at her said excitedly, "That is he and you are surely his daughter." "Explain to me child; I did not know of his marriage in America." She referred him to her Uncle David, who soon explained the matter of the private marriage with his sister and the unhappy circumstances following.
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