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Grace Foutz Feature Frames Life in Ohio

Sherman, Grace, and Rebecca Foutz; Rachel Caldwell 1910

About 1910, clockwise from left, Sherman Foutz, his daughter Grace Foutz, his mother Rebecca Foutz and his grandmother Rachel Caldwell pose in happier times.

Grace Foutz Chaney’s Happy, Distant Life

In this ongoing series, we’re taking a crack at solving some of the mysteries surrounding the family of Sherman Foutz, my great-grandfather Vance Foutz’s oldest brother.

A recent research binge on blew open a couple doors I thought, given Pennsylvania’s reputation for white-knuckle-gripping its vital records, would probably stay shut fast.

An illuminating source, as ever, are the obituaries of relatives past. And just in case information is incomplete (or wrong) in the final record of our dearly departed — as was the case in Sherman Foutz’s 1915 obituary, the one clipped and saved for 100 years — it always pays to check the initial “extra” to readers of the day or so before — the death announcement.

If I could offer one genealogy lesson — though stories are the point of this blog — it’s that starting from the end of a life often yields the richest clues to an ancestor’s entire life. Obituaries done right, at least the way I was taught as a cub reporter at the Sandusky Register (egad, a decade and a half ago), serve up all the pertinent birth, marriage and death dates; spouses, children, parents, siblings, (living and dead); occupations, places lived, war record; and all the various memberships and associations that make up a life in brief.

A treasure trove, if you can get at it. And hoping, of course, the newspaper chronicling the lives of your loved ones hasn’t adopted the same abbreviated style as, say, the Pittsburgh Post-Gazette, which hadn’t changed its basic name, died, funeral date and place format in the 98 years between my great-great grandfather Morgan’s death in 1897 and the death of his granddaughter in 1995.

But here I go burying the lead.

Fewer links ahead, promise, and a thorough peek into the life of Sherman’s daughter, Grace Foutz Chaney.

A Return Home to Ohio

The central tragedy for Sherman Foutz’s family was his early death, at 47, of tuberculosis in 1915. Following that, the first of our Foutzes to leave the farm in Harrison County, Ohio, attend college and work in the big cities of Washington D.C. and Reading and Harrisburg, Pa., essentially split up.

Eldest daughter Grace marries that December in a West Virginia county neighboring the one a lot of our other relatives seemed to elope to (probably a story in itself). She lives the rest of her life not with her mother, Elizabeth Foutz, or step-sister Catherine, back in Harrisburg, but with husband Fred Chaney in Uhrichsville, where she works as a school teacher.

They never have children. They never leave Uhrichsville. And they have an odd propensity for consistently lying about their ages. In fact, Grace’s gravestone is off by the same incorrect six years as most of the censuses, which made her, for a time, the same age as the six-years-younger Fred, and which was maybe their point in fibbing.

But never fear: Grace’s 1970 obituary finally gets her age right, and spills the details about a lot of her life. We learn Fred precedes her in death by 15 years. Older brother Oscar is also listed as deceased. Then there are the tantalizing hints of “several nieces and nephews” and that foster sister, Catherine Rutt, whom we haven’t found out a lot about yet.

The obit offered a lot of details. But at the time I discovered it among my great-grandfather’s things a few summers back, the usual parade of questions marched along:

  1. When did brother Oscar Foutz die? Preceded could mean a couple years earlier, or as far back as the 1910s, when he suddenly stops being counted among his mother’s residence, where one son, Ralph, resides. The other, Harry Sherman, as well as Oscar’s wife, Florence Hartman Foutz, are also lost to history (But more on them soon.)
  2. Why did Grace marry an Ohio man just eight months after her father’s death? Where and how did they meet?
  3. Why did Grace suddenly and emphatically live so far removed from her widowed mother, young foster sister and the remnants of her brother’s family in Pennsylvania?
  4. And, living as she did just a dozen miles south of her extended family (my own) in Dover, Ohio, did she maintain connections with the greater Foutz clan?

On this last point, the written record seems to suggest Grace knew about Vance Foutz’s family in Dover and kept up with my great-grandfather, her uncle in family relation, but really just three years her senior and one year Oscar’s, an accident of the 20-year span between bookend brothers Sherman and Vance. In fact, when preteen Vance, Oscar and Grace lived together in Washington D.C. about 1900 (family lore has recorded that Sherman got his youngest brothers John, Charley and Vance jobs in the postal department), they were likely more playmates than proper uncle and nephew and niece. That Vance’s and Grace’s birthdays were also close together (hers, Sept. 5, 1890; his, Sept. 7, 1887) could also have been a fun circumstantial bond.

A few years after Grace died, later in the 1970s, Vance’s daughter-in-law, my great-aunt Louise Foutz, was trying to piece together family history with my grandparents and great-aunt Doris Foutz Waddington. Louise counted, among her father’s known siblings, a brother, Charles, and at least two sisters — Mrs. Sam Hathaway, of Bowerston, and Mrs. Thomas Moreland, of Carrollton. …:

Also a brother Sherman that we know little about, and possibly another sister (Louise wrote). … I went to Pop’s sister’s funeral when I was pregnant with Donna. A Frank Coleman used to visit often, and a niece that lived in Urichsville (sic.), and some red-haired nephews from Canton. Neither Doris or I remember names.

The red-haired nephews likely belonged to Charles Foutz, who died of pneumonia in 1918 at age 32, leaving a wife and four children behind. (More on them soon!) The niece is most likely Grace. An examination of great-grandpa Vance’s funeral guest register shows the shaky hand of 78-year-old Grace Chaney as present.

Pity, then, that no one from my grandparents’ generation remembers Sherman’s dynamic daughter. Fortunately, a newspaper article from the same Times-Reporter, a year before her death, tells more of Grace’s story.

Devoted teacher, never tested for teaching license

A January 25, 1969 feature entitled “Wonderful Life…” details Grace Foutz Chaney’s childhood and education, her marriage to Fred, her teaching career and the ways she lived out her days in Uhrichsville.

Read the whole article by clicking the thumbnail below.

Chaney Grace Foutz wonderful life Daily Reporter 25 Jan 1969

Grace Foutz Chaney’s life is detailed in a January 1969 Times-Reporter article.

Some highlights:

  • Born in Bowerston, by the first grade Grace Foutz attended school in Washington D.C., “where her father was connected with the printing department of the federal government.”
  • After the family’s move to Reading, Pa., she attended private girls’ school and, like her father, became active in the Knights of the Maccabees.
  • At 15, having just completed 8th grade, she took a “sub-Freshman” test and was granted admission to Irving College.
  • Though Grace never properly graduated high school, she spent 5 years at Irving, graduating with a “bachelor of science degree for teaching, Latin, English and problems in democracy.” She was also granted a teaching license in Pennsylvania.
  • Grace was granted a teaching certificate in Ohio (as well as 2 lifetime certificates for teaching grade and high schools) and taught for 40 years in Dennison, Tuscarawas, Harrison County, Conesville and Feed Springs. She never served as a substitute, only taught full-time.

The article also details some family highlights, even if the facts seem dubious or outright incorrect.

On brother Oscar, the article reports him as having died in 1945. An interesting — though perhaps false — match to mother Elizabeth’s death year.

As to husband Fred Chaney, the article reports Grace met him when she returned to Ohio for her grandmother’s funeral “in May 1916.” The death of Rebecca Foutz may, indeed, have been the occasion Grace and Fred met, but sources tell us Rebecca died in May 1915, same year as Sherman, and same year as Fred and Grace’s marriage that December.

The article shares Fred’s occupation as railroad conductor, and gets his death right, in September 1955 (coincidentally, on Vance’s birthday). And shares the location of their first shared, and later, Grace’s solitary residence in the Nicola Building at 3rd and Water streets.

Grace’s wonderful life, though illuminated in interesting ways, still is in many ways a mystery. But with some of the clues revealed there, we fill in a few more blanks. More answers to come.

nicola bldg 101 e third st uhrichsville oh

Grace Foutz Chaney made her home in the Nicola Building in Uhrichsville for more than 30 years.

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How the Foutzes Came to Dover, Ohio | Foutz Family History

Sherman, Grace, and Rebecca Foutz; Rachel Caldwell 1910

In 1910, clockwise from left, Sherman Foutz, daughter Grace Foutz, mother Rebecca Foutz and grandmother Rachel Caldwell pose in happier times.

New Answers to Foutz Genealogy Questions | Part Four

Yesterday, I shared an excerpt from the journal of Sherman Earl Moreland, a first cousin twice removed. More clearly, he’s the third child of my great-grandfather Vance Foutz’s sister, Ida, and his written remembrance of his 99 years has proven a vital key to understanding what befell our ancestors 100 and more years ago.

For starters, Sherman’s memoirs — faithfully transcribed by great-granddaughter Dawn James — have answered the riddle of how my great-great (and Dawn’s great-great-great) grandfather, Jonathan Foutz, died.

Public documents failed to disclose the why and what-after of Jonathan and wife Rebecca’s late 1800s move from Harrison County, Ohio — where two previous generations of Foutzes had settled into farming life following patriarch Michael Pfouts’s emigration from Wuerttemburg, Germany — to Washington D.C.

Jonathan’s death in September 1900, as reported in a biographical sketch of eldest son, Sherman Foutz — led in-the-dark descendants to wonder: was he already ill when he moved wife Rebecca and youngest sons Charles and Vance into Sherman’s budding household? Had the farm been lost, due to poor health or financial straits? Was his illness chronic or sudden?

Sherman Moreland’s journal at least gives the impression the move was voluntary, a product of uncle Sherman Foutz’s fruitful appointment to a U.S. Treasury Post. Uncles John, Charles and Vance had been secured jobs by their big brother, and later in the 1890s  the family returned home to the farm south of Bowerston, Ohio, so the place was apparently secure. Enough so that Sherman Moreland remembers Jonathan continuing to work it, with his young grandson trailing behind, knife in hand, ready to help wherever he might be directed.

So, it’s likely that Jonathan’s illness was sudden Much in the way second son John succumbed to tuberculosis at age 21 in 1899. Just a year and a half later, Jonathan would fall ill with Bright’s Disease — a classification doctors of the day gave to kidney inflammation. He was dead, at 55, in September 1900.

But what became of the family next? How did they come to land in Dover, Ohio in 1910 — where my grandfather, Donald Dale Foutz, and my father, Frederick Charles Foutz were born (not to mention several generations on my mother’s side), and I was raised and graduated high school? How could two youngest sons — Charles at 15, and Vance at 13 — hope to support their widowed mother?

Moreland Sherman Earl 1893-1993

Sherman Earl Moreland, 1893-1993

A Wandering Life — with Family Reconvening

The path of the Foutzes from 1900 through 1910, when the federal census records my great-great grandmother Rebecca in the household of youngest son (my great-grandfather) Vance, is rendered, in part, by the pen of Sherman Earl Moreland, then growing from a 7-year-old into a late teenage factory laborer alongside his father, Thomas.

In his first 17 years, Sherman’s family has moved from south of Bowerston, where he was born in the log cabin of Grandpaw Jonathan and grandfather Thomas Sr. served as four-time mayor; to railroad town Dennison, where Ida acquires a lot in town for the then-relatively-princely sum of $1,000 (maybe due to an inheritance after Thomas Sr.’s death; but why was the lot acquired in her name?); to a farming life outside Carrollton.

The family’s journey takes them through the corners of three Ohio counties — Harrison, Tuscarawas and Carroll — but it is to other points that Sherman’s heart returns in his memoirs, as he takes up the winding course of his extended family following the death of grandfather Jonathan (paragraph breaks are my own):

Grandmaw, Charlie, and Vance then moved to her father’s old home about three miles from Sherrodsville (Robert Caldwell had died in 1890, but mother Rachel would live to 1918, dying at 91 — Colt).  The old Caldwell farm.

Her brother, John Caldwell, lived just across the road.  Another brother George just a short distance away.  Also another sister that married Maxwell Belnap at Sherrodsville.  A sister that married a man named Bartolmia.  Another that married Lonzo Easterdy.  Still another sister I can’t recall her name, she had a boyfriend by the name of Swinehart.

Charley and Vance although quite young secured jobs at the coal shafts.  To help support their widowed mother.  Sherrodsville at that time was quite a boom town.  Wild and rough, seventeen saloons.

They later moved to Phillipsburg, a company owned mining town.  On the banks of the big McGuire Creek.  East of Sherrodsville. (In the 1930s, the Muskingum Watershed Conservancy District would dam the creek, forming Leesville Lake and swallowing the site of the old town — Colt) Phillip Beamer’s wife was formerly a member of the Moreland clan.  Grandmaw Foutz lived there for some time.

Then they moved to Canal Dover.  Charley in the mean time married Rose Whilte.  Her folks also lived in Phillipsburgh.  The Whites were natives of West Virginia.  The whole White family also moved to Canal Dover.  The old man rigged up a wagon which he would park on street corners selling popcorn, candy, and what nots.

Uncle Bill and Aunt Rachel Coleman had moved from Levetsville (really, Leavittsville, another town closeby — Colt), to Phillipsburgh.  Uncle Bill, a stationary engineer, worked in one of the several large coal mines.  At that place.  Later the Colemans moved to Canal dover.

It was when these folks lived in Dover that we visited there.  I saw the first and only canal boat in my life on the canal.  The boat was pulled by a mule.  The mule travelled along a toe path beside the canal.  Uncle Bill was employed on the new river bridge that was under construction at that time.  We on that trip attended the first county fair in our lives.  The county fair at Dover.  Also about this time mother took us older children to Ringling Bro. Big Tent show at Urichsville.  We went by train.  And really had a wonderful time.

It’s a cheering thing to read of Sherman’s fond remembrance of this times, since the 1910s would turn dark for the Foutz clan.

In 1915 alone, first Rachel’s son Karl, and then Uncle Sherman Foutz would succumb to the ravages of tuberculosis. “Grandmaw” Rebecca would suffer a stroke and die in May, 1915.

Ida, in 1911, was struck with typhoid fever and suffered as a result of it for many year after, likely succumbing in 1917 from complications due to the flu, as that epidemic began to sweep the country.

In 1918, Charles, by then moved to neighboring New Philadelphia and father of four, would die of pneumonia at just 32. Rosa would remarry and move her clan to Canton.

By the 1920s, just Vance and sister Lila remained. Vance would outlive his sister (who passed away in 1936, at 66), by another 32 years. And the families grew distant, with branches in my father’s and my own generation enough removed to be ignorant entirely of our farming roots in Harrison County, and our German patriarch, Michael.

But Vance was perhaps not so distant as his new life, working the steel mills in then-booming Dover, might suggest. His 1968 funeral registry, kept these many years, first by my grandfather, Don, then by his widow, Erma, and now in the possession of my father, Fred, records the names of these stalwarts, from the old Pfouts/Foutz circle, as in attendance that September day, and signing:

Besse M. Coleman (Ida’s oldest child — Colt)

Mr. and Mrs. Roy V. Moreland (another child of Ida)

S. E. Moreland (known to you and me as… )

Sherman Moreland & Family (who sent flowers)

Stay tuned for more from Sherman E. and that precocious great-granddaughter of his — and about the turn-of-the-century Foutzes.

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How Did Jonathan Foutz Die? | Foutz Family History

Jonathan Foutz

Colt's great-great grandfather, Jonathan Foutz, 1845-1900

New Answers to Foutz Genealogy Questions | Part Three

The search for clues about my great-great grandfather Jonathan Foutz’s young death, and what befell his family immediately afterward, has for three years been a mostly frustrating slog through old microfilm and crumbling courthouse records.

We’ve hit upon some solid leads, some tantalizing possibilities — but have been left with more questions than answers.

Until this week, when the rediscovery of writings decades old by a grandson of Jonathan nearly 20 years in his own grave has shed new light on the Foutz family more than 100 years ago.

In a post concluding a series on the siblings and parents of my great-grandfather Vance Cleveland Foutz, I posed seven remaining riddles about these Foutz ancestors that scores of records, official and private, had been unable to solve. Chief among these questions — how did great-great grandpa Jonathan Foutz die? And what became of the family afterward?

The journal of Sherman Earl Moreland (third child of Vance’s sister, Ida) — and the work of his great-granddaughter Dawn James to describe 340+ handwritten pages — has finally meant a break in this case.

Shedding Light on a Life — and Death

From a genealogical perspective, the lives of Jonathan’s parents — my great-great-great grandparents, Gideon and Delilah Pfouts — were relatively easy to trace, by comparison.

Gideon and Delilah were blessed with unique names in the family tree. They lived into ripe old age — 77 for Delilah; 89 for Gideon — and stayed put, farming the same land in Monroe Township, Harrison County, Ohio recorded on censuses from 1850 through 1910. Upon his passing, Gideon deeds the land and buildings to youngest sons Nathaniel and Nelson.

Jonathan began his life on the same course as his father, but found himself in quite different circumstances than clans of Foutzes back home.

He was born in May 1845, the oldest of six. He learned the farming trade and by 1865 he was married to Rebecca Caldwell, who as family legend has it was also born on the old Foutz homestead, and apprenticed to an uncle of the same name (as well as an aunt, Elizabeth, and uncle John and his wife Margaret) on a farm in the southeast corner of the township.

Son Sherman was born in 1867, and followed by Lila, Rachel, Ida, John and Charles, with the family brood complete some 20 years later, and with Jonathan 42 and Rebecca 40, with Vance.

And life might have continued as it had for Foutzes in the county the last 75 years, with all growing old and leaning into plows, if not for the precociousness of Sherman.

Unique among Foutzes of the era, Sherman completes a college education at the New Hagerstown Academy and, fortified by fraternal connections made in the Knights of the Maccabees, secures a presidential appointment to the U.S. Treasury department in the 1890s.

The last public record of Jonathan, the 1900 Federal Census, shows him, Rebecca, and their remaining dependents Charles and Vance (Lila, Rachel and Ida were already married) living in the same household alongside Sherman, daughter-in-law Elizabeth and grandchildren Oscar and Grace in a bustling neighborhood of Washington D.C.

And here our questions begin clamoring for resolution. Because an early 20th-century history of Berks County, Pa. reports, in a biographical sketch of a relocated Sherman, the death of Jonathan in September 1900.

The shortness of his life doesn’t gibe with Foutzes of his era. Not when grandfather Michael, first ancestor off the boat from Germany, left the world at 83. And youngest son Vance would go on to notch 80 years.

And so, what was the story? Was Jonathan already ill when the family relocated to Washington? Was the move one of necessity — perhaps the mark of an insolvent or forfeited farm, or to receive care beyond the abilities of country doctors?

And what fate finally befell my great-great grandfather, and of his family, immediately afterward? The next time a widowed Rebecca appears in the public record, it is in the home of my great-grandfather and his young family in 1910, in a town — Dover, Ohio — three future generations of Foutzes would call home. What brought them there?

All of the census records failed to yield further clues. The 1890 document was lost in a fire, and fails to reveal a bridge between Harrison County and our nation’s capital.

Newspapers of August through October, 1900 — microfilmed and electronically scanned — bear no trace of an account of Jonathan’s suffering or passing, even though his family was prominently followed, both at home and in greater D.C.

Cemeteries, canvassed on two occasions, in spring 2010 and 2011, failed to give up a final resting place. And the official caretakers — libraries, the gracious ladies of the historical society, the creaking volumes of the courthouse — yielded marriage certificates for Gideon and Jonathan, wills of Michael and Gideon, but nothing further.

Lucky for all, then, that for the last year, distant cousin Dawn James has been tirelessly transcribing her great-grandfather Sherman Earl Moreland’s memoirs. These four handwritten notebooks provide an important record of Sherman’s 99-year window on the world — and a vital link to what life was like for our ancestors.

Moreland Sherman Earl 1893-1993

Sherman Earl Moreland, 1893-1993

Modern-Day Revelations from the Pen of Sherman Moreland

Sherman was born in October, 1893, in one of the log cabins belonging to his grandfather Jonathan Pfouts, according to family legend.

He was the third child — and second son — of Ida Foutz Moreland, Jonathan’s youngest daughter. His grandfather, Thomas, was a four-time mayor of nearby Bowerston. His father, Thomas, worked as a railroad foreman and fireman in a pottery business, among other ventures. But Sherman would follow three generations of Foutzes into farming.

His writings adopt a narrative style, and tell of boyhood plunges into a Bowerston creek (under the watchful eye of the sheriff’s wife), visits to “Grandmaw Foutz’s” farm, where he raced along the hills with his not-much-older uncles, and the stories told him by his elders.

About 1900, Sherman would have been all of seven years old. Still, his memory places his grandfather’s family in Washington not because of any ill health, but because of Sherman securing a new opportunity for the previously Harrison-County-bound (the paragraph breaks are mine):

Prior to this time Grandpaw and Grandmaw Foutz had moved to Brightwood, Maryland.  Uncle Sherman Foutz had got them a place there to live.  He got John, Charley, and Vance jobs in the postal department.

Not long afterwards they moved back to the Old Log house.  Their former home where I was born. Grandpaw had set out a fine young orchard.  Grafted and budded young trees and plants.  My job was to tag along after him.  And hold his pruning knife while he worked on the young plants.  He always promised me the knife.  And after he died, later Grandmaw Foutz gave the knife to me.  I believe Lloyd has that large black handled knife.

The tool that was used to split out boards, shakes, and pickets.  Gideon Foutz brought with him from across the Allegheny Mountains the same tool that was used to build the four log cabins on the original 160 acre farm.  When Grandpaw would be splitting out pickets with the tool I would pick the pick off the ground and pile them.  A few years ago when I was visiting the old homestead I found the old tool at Gideon’s old log cabin.  I brought it home with me.  Later I gave the tool to my son Sherman Jr.  He still possesses the tool.  I would estimate it to be over 150 years old.

What a thing to be able to see that tool today! Should it still exist, and be in possession of the Morelands, it would be more than 200 years old, and responsible for forging the shelter in which branches of our family were nurtured and grown.

Sherman goes on to share the fate of an uncle and his beloved “Grandpaw”:

Soon after they returned from Maryland Uncle John got down sick with pneumonia that developed into quick consumption (tuberculosis, same disease that would kill his brother, Sherman, and nephew Karl Coleman, son of sister Rachel, both in 1915 — Colt).  And died a young man (in 1899, at 21 — Colt).  Grandpaw soon after died with bright disease.

And there it is, the ailment that ended Jonathan’s life. At the time, “Bright’s Disease” described a variety of kidney ailments doctors in the 19th century were only beginning to classify. According to various online definitions, Jonathan likely suffered from inflammation of the kidneys and protein (albumin) in his urine. The illness may have been brought on by exposure to wet and cold conditions, accidental consumption of turpentine, or developed from yellow fever, typhoid, malaria and other ailments.

Thus, Jonathan departed this world in September, 1900. What became of his family next remained a mystery until Sherman’s writings lifted the clouds. I’ll share that story in tomorrow’s post.

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For the Record | John Foutz, 1899 obit

Unknown Foutzes - Sherman, Vance, Charles or John?

Who are these guys? Could they be Sherman, John, Charles or Vance Foutz? Or Rachel Foutz's sons, Karl and Frank Coleman?


John Cephas Foutz | 1877-1899

Chalk up one Foutz mystery solved.

In a series of posts earlier this year, I ran through what we knew about my great-grandfather Vance Foutz’s siblings and parents. Since, in life, according to uncles and aunts and cousins who were there, Vance was less than open-lipped about his origins (and is, not surprisingly, even less forthcoming in death), there were more than a few picnic baskets which not even the most diligent of bread-crumb-following could uncover.

You know, if you think of genealogy as crashing some big ancestral banquet. Sometimes decades or more after the dinner bell.

One such snack that needed an unusual amount of sleuthing — deciphering the circumstances around Great-great Uncle John Cephas Foutz’s 1899 death at 21. Among the avenues explored:

* the 1900 census, which shows parents Jonathan and Rebecca living in D.C. with John’s brothers (Sherman, Charles and Vance — his three sisters are married back home) and reports 6 of 7 children as still living

* his “short-form” death record (full Ohio obits aren’t available until 1908), which lists his occupation as clerk and his residence as Bowerston, Ohio — though no cause of death

* an item in the Twin City News four days after his death, which reports the day of the week (Sunday), his place of burial (the Lutheran Cemetery), and that the Maccabees, of which he and Sherman were both members, honored him graveside

* an obit in the Washington Post, which merely reports that he died at the home of his parents, and that his funeral was on Tuesday. But as to where that places Jonathan and Rebecca — in D.C. or Ohio — the account is unclear.

It took a trip home and time at the Puskarich Public Library in Cadiz to turn up an article rich in detail, and with a bit of poetry and philosophy thrown in to boot. The clipping was part of a compilation by some distant relative — though I know not which branch — and the source was not indicated (or I failed to record it). But the typeface appears to be from the Cadiz Republican, whose pages recording the death of my great-great-great grandfather Gideon (which I hunted down on microfiche). 

The published account reads:

With sorrow we are called upon to chronicle the death of John Foutz, second son of Mr. and Mrs. Jonathan Foutz, which occurred Jan. 22, 1899. Age 21 yrs., 3 mons. and 24 days. (He was born Sept. 29, 1877 — Colt)

He went to Washington D.C. nearly three years ago, where he has been engaged in business, but on account of contracting a disease, (quick consumption), he was compelled to give up his labor and return to his home to await his end, which occurred at the above date. (Quick consumpion is an earthy name for tuberculosis, a disease which seemed to “consume” the unfortunate from within; older brother Sherman and nephew Karl Coleman would die of it in 1915 — Colt)

John was a good boy, admired and loved b all his aquaintances, and, that he should thus early in life, with the future so bright and when the ambition of youth is at its highest, be called from among us, has caused sincere expressions of sympathy from everyone. But such is life. The good and bad must alike answer the call from earth. The father and mother, the brother and sister — no one can escape.

There are left to mourn their loss father,moher, brothers and sisters, who have the sympathy of the entire community.

The funeral services were held Tuesday at 11 o’clock at the Lutheran church, conducted by Rev. Kenturer (illegible — Colt) and the K.O.P. Ms. (Knights of the Maccabees — Colt) of which order he was a member in Washington D.C. Interment in the Lutheran cemetery.

“We will not call our loved one back.

For now he resteth wel;

No tear rests on his care-worn cheek,

No sighs his bosom swell. //

Oh, no, we would no call our loved one back,

To this dark world of woe.

But to lay him peacefully to rest,

No sorrow more to know.”

(Looks like Paul Pry is credited with the verse, but I’ve found no corroborating citations or sources.)


Still left to solve: We don’t know where John’s grave is. The “Lutheran cemtery” referenced in newspaper accounts could refer to Longview Cemetery, where Sherman is buried, but I’ve been there twice, and checked the records, and John is not listed there. And we still don’t know the identity of the Foutzes (???) in the above photo, found among my grandparents’ papers.

What else was going on in the world on Jan. 22, 1899? The Spanish-American War was winding down (a peace treaty would be signed in February), while in Cuba, Spanish rule came to an end Jan. 1. Opel Motors was founded Jan. 21. The leaders of six Australian colonies began discussing the confederation of the country as a whole on the day John died. And gangster Al Capone was born earlier that week in Brooklyn.

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Quick Addendum: John Cephas Foutz

Unknown Foutzes - Sherman, Vance, Charles or John?

Who are these guys? Could they be Sherman, John, Charles or Vance Foutz? Or Rachel Foutz's sons, Karl and Frank Coleman?

John Cephas Foutz | Washington Post Obituary

Preparing for a field trip to do some on-site genealogy work, and I found this tidbit once I clicked past all the other results (most of them from this blog, actually; so, good, the word is getting out).

John Cephas Foutz, remember, was one of my great-grandfather Vance Cleveland Foutz’s older brothers. He was working as a clerk in Bowerston at age 22 when he died suddenly. His oldest brother, Sherman, a resident of Washington D.C. at the time, likely was the reason for this brief obit in the Jan. 23, 1899 edition of the Post:

FOUTZ—On Sunday, January 22, 1899, at the home of
his parents, near Bowerston, Ohio, John C. Foutz,
brother of S. S. Foutz, in the twenty-second year of his
Funeral from his parents’ residence, Bowerston,
Ohio, Tuesday, January 24.

Still doesn’t shed light on why John died so young. But does put my great-great grandparents, Jonathan and Rebecca, home in Bowerston at the beginning of 1899.

By 1900, they’d be living, along with Vance and older brother Charles, in Washington D.C. with Sherman and his family.

It’s likely he’s buried in Longview Cemetery in Bowerston — referred to as the “Lutheran cemetery” in his Twin City News obituary. If so, I didn’t track him down in 2010. Maybe I’ll have better luck this year.

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