Wednesday, December 10, 2014

Schell Journey from Erfweiler to Quincy

First, obviously, I took some time off from writing this blog, but I didn’t realize it had been 6 months! I never intended for it to be that long, but this summer was just to nice to be indoors working on anything. Then, my sister, Cindy, and I made a genealogy trip back out to the Family History Library in Salt Lake City in October. And now, here we are and it’s almost 2015! Procrastination may have played a part in this delay, too. So, now it’s time to get back to work on this blog.

This blog tells the story of John and Barbara Schell’s [johann Schehl] journey from Erfweiler, Germany to Quincy, Illinois. I must warn you that some of this is speculation. I have not found reliable primary sources to prove some of this, and I will try to let you know what is proven.

John and Barbara left LeHavre, France on February 11, 1832 aboard the ship Edward Quesnal heading for New York City. John put this date on his declaration of his intent to become a citizen and I did find the passenger record for the ship when it arrived in New York on March 15, 1832. This arrival date was also on his declaration of intent. The problem with the ship’s passenger list is that John and Barbara were the last ones listed on the page; I can find no continuation where the children would be listed. There were two daughters born before they left Erfweiler, Germany and would have been teenagers in 1832. It is possible that they could have remained behind with relatives, but they had a son, Peter, born in LeHavre, France, either in 1828 or 1830. He should be somewhere on the passenger list, but I haven’t located him.

Now comes an interesting tale about their son, John, Jr. who was about 11 years old when they left LeHavre. The family must have arrived in LeHavre about 1825. Their is an Adams Co., IL history that has a biographical sketch of the family and it says that they stayed in LeHavre for seven years. While there, they somehow became acquainted with the great American author, Washington Irving! I was very skeptical about this tale until I found a book written by Washington Irving where he mentions John, Jr. by name and that the family later moved to Quincy. It seems as though Washington Irving took young John, Jr. back to New York with him where he employed him as a servant. In this same autobiography, Irving gives the date they left LeHavre and the name of the ship. He also is traveling with companions Charles J Latrobe and Albert-Alexander de Pourtalès. With the name of the ship and an approximate arrival about a month later in New York, I was able to locate the passenger list. The first person listed has the first name partially covered by something, but what can be made out is “gton Irving, Esq”. But down farther on the list is CJ Latrobe and A de Pourtalis! This has to be the ship with Washington Irving. Also listed elsewhere is a John L(?) Schnell, however, the age looks like it is written as 22! John, Jr. was only 11 so I assume it is a clerical error. But this encounter with Washington Irving did take place!

While in New York City, Barbara gave birth to a daughter, Philippine, on November 25, 1833. Again, I haven't located primary proof of that birth. Most of the sources have the family arriving in Quincy in 1835. This is based upon two different histories of Adams Co., Illinois but I do not know who gave the information. The second of the histories was printed in 1879 before Barbara Schell had died and it says they arrived in Quincy in 1835. After they arrived in Quincy, Barbara gave birth to another daughter, Maria Anna, but the information I got from Marjorie Martin Jones gives the birth year as 1834! Again, I have no confirmation of a primary source. But it does look as though the family arrived sometime 1834-1835. Another son, George, was born in Quincy on September 22, 1839.

Lockport bartlett color crop.jpgNow for the interesting journey from New York City to Quincy, Illinois. This information was taken from that Adams County history book that had the biographical sketch of the family. I must caution you that the book was printed in 1919 more than 30 years after Barbara has died and there is no way to know who gave the information. I assume it was a family member but the journey had been 84 years before this book was published. But here is what it said. They left New York City and headed toward Buffalo and Lake Erie. I am thinking they may have traveled up the Hudson River to the Erie Canal which had opened in 1825. From Buffalo they crossed Lake Erie and arrived in Cleveland, Ohio.
(Sorry about the fuzziness on the above map) If they debarked at Cleveland, then they probably took the Ohio and Erie Canal which had opened by 1833 and would have taken them from Cleveland down to the Ohio River. From there, they took a boat down the Ohio and up the Mississippi to their journey's end in Quincy, Illinois. It was an all-water route, if this is correct, which was probably a lot easier than traveling over land by wagon!

The Ohio Canal map was found at the website The US map is from a collection from the University of South Florida. Their website is Source: Dixon Ryan Fox, Harper's Atlas of American History (New York, NY: Harper & Brothers Publishers , 1920) 38 Map Credit: Courtesy the private collection of Roy Winkelman.

Thursday, June 19, 2014

John and Barbara Schell: On their Way to America

In the last post, Johann and Barbara Schehl were preparing to leave Erfweiler for America. They traveled to the port of LeHavre-de-Grace, France where they resided for seven years. Johann had a job as an inspector of ship loading. While in LeHavre, Barbara gave birth to Peter on December 13, 1828. They would eventually leave for America aboard the ship Edward Quesnal on February 11, 1832. That means if they resided in LeHavre for seven years, then they arrived about 1825  from Erfweiler. I have located the passenger record from this ship arriving in New York City on Mar 14, 1832 and this information agrees with Johann’s “Intent to Naturalize” which I also have. So, I am fairly certain that this passenger record is the one. The only problem I have with this passenger record is the absence of daughter, Apollonia, who would be about age 13 and Peter who would be about age 4. Johann and Barbara’s names are at the bottom of the ship register page. It is possible that there was a following page that was not microfilmed. I don’t believe they would have been left behind, but I don’t have an explanation as to why they are not on the ship’s register.

Another son, Johannes (John Jr.) was also not on the ship’s register. But that leads to a very interesting tale and explanation. The family’s biography that I found in an Adams County history volume claims that Johann, while in LeHavre,  became acquainted with the famous American author, Washington Irving (of “Legend of Sleepy Hollow” fame). It claimed that Irving took a fancy to son John Jr. who would have been about age 11 or 12 and his parents gave permission for John Jr. to accompany Irving back to New York. It is always important to check for accuracy of statements like this. So, I went to the library of the University of Northern Iowa here in Cedar Falls to look for information about this claim. I really did not have much hope of finding anything that might prove this claim. I found a biography (by Stanley T. Williams) and an autobiography by Irving that both have references to John Schell! Therefore, I can verify that our ancestor did travel to New York City with the famous author, Washington Irving in 1832.

I have not been able to find anything about John and Barbara’s life in New York City except that their daughter, Philippine, was born there on November 25, 1833. She would later be known as Phoebe and married John Schwitring. Their last name would eventually be “Americanized” to Sweetring; they resided in Adams County, Illinois.

John, Barbara and family would leave New York probably sometime in 1834. Their daughter, Philippine was born in November, 1833 and their daughter, Maria Anna, was born in Quincy, Illinois in 1834. In the next posting, I will show the interesting, all-water route that the Schell family took from New York City to Quincy, Illinois and their early life in Quincy.

Wednesday, April 30, 2014

John Schell, Sr.- the Original Schell Immigrant

Arrow shows Schell ancestral area
John Schell, Sr. was the head of the first of our Schell family lines to come to America. Back in Germany, he was known as Johann Schehl. I am not certain as to why or who changed the name. It could have been to Americanize the name, but I do not know that for certain. Johann was born in Erfweiler, Pfalz, Germany on May 16, 1788. One year after Johann’s birth, this area would come under the control of Napoleon. He would continue to control the area until his defeat in 1815. After that, this Pfalz region was actually a part of the Kingdom of Bavaria. The Pfalz region of Germany was called Rhenish Bavaria. The word “Rhenish” refers to its location near the Rhine River.  I was privileged to have been able to visit Erfweiler in the fall of 2013 and you can see some pictures of it in my earlier posts on the trip to Europe.

This next part is taken from a biography in an Adams County, Illinois history book. I warn you that much of this has not been corroborated, but it is quite a story about Johann before he came to America. If it is true, it could certainly explain why he would have wanted to leave this part of Germany. I also do not know who provided the information as this book was printed well after Johann had died.

Johann, it is claimed, had served in Napoleon’s army for eleven years. The area was under French control; so he may have not had a choice. It says that he served in Spain (The Peninsular War: 1808-1814). That could be true as he would have been age 20 in 1808. He was taken prisoner by the Spaniards and treated brutally. The Spaniards said they would release him upon the condition of him joining the British army. Britain was Spain’s ally in this war. Johann agreed and the British sent him to Canada for three years. He was eventually released and returned home to Germany. That is quite a story if true!

After he returned, Johann married Barbara Zwick on February 17, 1817.  Barbara  was from the nearby community of Bruchweiler. They had a daughter, Appolonia born on May 2, 1819 followed by son, John, Jr. on June 7, 1821. They would have two more daughters, Barbara and Margaretha, who died as infants. According to church records, there was another son, Friedrich, born on July 17, 1827 and I have not been able to find out what became of him. He was not with them in America and I suspect he may have died young also. I just have no proof of that yet.

The Schehl family would leave for America in February of 1832 and I will continue with that story in my next post.

Sunday, February 9, 2014

Peter Schell

Sadly, we are getting to the part of my family history where there are no pictures. I will make an attempt to include a map, chart, or something of interest to add to the story where possible. 

 My last post on the paternal side was about Peter Florian Schell. This post is about his father Peter. He was born in LeHavre, France on December 13, 1828. The family was awaiting their departure for America. The family arrived in New York City on March 15, 1832 aboard the ship Edward Quesnal. While in New York, the family had a daughter, Phillippine, born on November 25, 1833. A biography in an Adams County history book claims they left for Quincy, Adams County, Illinois in 1835. I have a book about St. Boniface Catholic Church in Quincy which has a list of the original members and it says the family arrived in Quincy in 1836. I will have more to say in a later post about Peter’s father, John, that will have more details about  the family coming to America.

Peter married Sofia Sanders (Zanders) in Quincy on July 5, 1853. They had three sons: Reinold (my great grandfather) who was born in 1856, Peter Florian (from the last post) born in 1857, and George who appears to be a twin of Peter Florian but dies before attaining his first birthday.

The real tragedy of this family happens on March 13, 1858 in Quincy when Peter dies at the age of 29 of small pox. The Quincy Daily Herald had the following obituary on March 16, 1858. They had quite a flowery way of putting things back then:

“Death of Peter Schell- We regret to be compelled to perform the melancholy duty of chronicling the death of this worthy man. He died at the residence of his father, in this city, on Saturday last, of small pox. He was a young man of sterling worth, and was universally esteemed. His funeral took place on Sunday, and his mortal remains were followed to the tomb by a large concourse of citizens who had known and appreciated his many virtues”

He died very young, but thank goodness, he had a few children before his passing. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be making this report! It always amazes me how fate plays such an interesting role in family histories. 

The chart below shows the Schell line from my father, William, to Peter

Monday, January 13, 2014

Our Tinman- Peter Florian Schell

Peter Florian Schell lived his entire life in Quincy, Illinois. He was born on October 27, 1857. I am thinking he had a twin brother, George, who apparently died in infancy, but I have no proof of this yet. Peter also had another brother; Reinold Schell, who is my great grandfather.  Peter’s parents were Peter Schell and Sofia Sanders Schell. Peter Florian died on November 17, 1929.

Peter was a tinner by trade. If you look at the hat that he is wearing in the picture below, it looks to be metallic. My uncle Mark Schell thinks it could have been a ceremonial hat for parades. Quincy seemed to like parades a lot. I have run across many stories about all kinds of parades they had there- mostly in the late 1800s and early 1900s. So, this hat could very well have been for that purpose.

Pictured below is a combination of Peter F and Reinold Schell’s families. The only one not pictured is Reinold; so I assume he is the one taking the picture. From the left to the right and standing in the back are Cornelia and Florence- both daughters of Peter, then comes Peter Florian in the shiny hat, Helen and Pauline, both daughters of Reinold. All the children in the front are Reinold’s. The children, from left to right, are Paul, Rose, Carl (my grandfather), Eugene, and Coletta. The first woman on the left has not been identified, but I am inclined to think it may be Peter and Reinold’s mother, Sofia. The next woman I believe is Peter’s second wife, Frances Werneth. The third woman is Reinold’s wife Sophie Helen Kolker Schell.

As I mentioned above, Peter’s second wife was Frances Werneth. His first wife was Matilda “Tillie” Grether and she was the mother of nine children born between 1878 and 1890.

Peter is also the great grandfather of Terry Emerson, the cousin we found through genealogy living in California. I have mentioned Terry in a previous posting January of 2013; it was at the beginning of this blog and only my second posting. You can see it again in the archived postings on the right side of the blog page.

Monday, December 16, 2013

European Adventure- Part 4

Sorry about the lateness of this post! I had it on my site; just forgot to click the "publish" button! 
Here is the final installment of my European adventure. We arrived back in Amsterdam on Sept. 16 for our flight home on Sept. 19. Therefore, we had some time to do some more exploring. The weather was kind of chilly and damp but that did not deter us. At the left is the Anne Frank home. You cannot truly appreciate the cramped conditions in which they lived unless you actually go through that upper floor. It was a very sobering experience.

My favorite pastime in Amsterdam was strolling along the canals. There are so many neat little shops and cafes along the way. I can't help but wonder how many cars they have to fish out of these canals! There isn't always a guard rail to stop you. There are flowers everywhere- on the bridges and in window boxes. 

I took this picture to show how some buildings are settling. You can see where one of the buildings is leaning forward. There were many places where either the left side or the right side is higher than its opposite. That probably makes opening a window alittle difficult!  

 The above picture is the Rijksmuseum which is the Netherlands' national museum. You could easily spend a day going through the exhibits. The highlight is the painting "Night Watch" by Rembrandt. I'm not a real artsy person, but you cannot help but be impressed by seeing  the actual  works of art that previously you had  seen only in pictures, videos, and history books.  One interesting sidelight of the museum is that entrance you can see in the picture. The two middle entrances are actually bike lanes that pass through the building. Apparently, the museum director attempted to have those lanes closed to bikes, but the bike "lobby" is so powerful in Amsterdam, it was kept open to bikes. If you could only see how many bikes there are, you could readily understand the power of the bike lobby! The city has a population of 800,000 people and there are 880,000 bikes! Yikes!

This last picture below was an amusing "find" for us. If you cannot read what is inscribed at the top of this structure, I repeated it in the picture's caption. The Latin phrase means "Wise men do not pee into the wind". Why does it say that, you may ask? This was a commercial building project in Amsterdam. The developer was having a lot of difficulties with the permit process. So, he submitted this phrase to the city fathers, who apparently, didn't pay much attention to what it meant and approved it! This was a way for the developer to get back at the city for making the process so difficult!
Homo Sapiens Non Urinat in Ventum

Well, the 19th came about and it was time to leave. We took a taxi out to Schiphol International Airport and it was soon off to Chicago on a nine hour flight. We arrived in Chicago around 1 PM and were to have a couple of hours before the connecting flight to Iowa. We got coffee and a newspaper to catch up on the news. I happened to look at the display of flights and noticed that our flight had been canceled along with many others. I will not get into the nitty, gritty of what transpired after that, but I was not a happy camper! My travel partner got to see an irritated side of me that he didn't know existed! We spent from about 2 PM until 8 PM that evening trying to figure out  connecting flights and getting accomodations for the night. The next morning, we were on a shuttle from our hotel in Schaumburg, IL back to the airport at 6:30 AM. Got to got through security! Finally after a short delay because the flight crew was late in arriving, we were off to  the Cedar Rapids airport and the end of a truly amazing trip.

Sunday, November 24, 2013

European Adventure- Part 3


In the map to the left, the green colored area is the state in which Erfweiler is located. In the map above, you can see where Erfweiler is in relation to Frankfurt and Stuttgart.

Inmy last post, we were in the Schell ancestral village of Erfweiler in Germany. We had enjoyed a great meal at a local eatery called the Jägerhof. The next morning, we were invited to Gerhard and Bärbel Zwick’s home for a typical German breakfast consisting of a variety of cheeses, thin-sliced meats, rolls, and coffee. After breakfast, Gerhard and Friedbert took us on a walking tour of Erfweiler. They pointed out some of the buildings and homes that would have been around when our ancestors plied the streets of Erfweiler back in the 18th and 19th centuries. They showed us the old school that Johann Schehl would have attended and the site of the old Catholic church that the family would have attended. We also got a little insight into Erfweiler during WWII. Since the town is very close to the French border, the Nazis ordered all villagers to evacuate for seven months after the war began in September of 1939. Near the end of the war when the Americans occupied the area, all the villagers in the upper old town had to evacuate so the Americans could set up camp there. Gerhard had a relative in Erfweiler who was killed after the villagers moved back in. He, unfortunately, came into contact with a grenade that had been left behind. Gerhard also had a relative who was killed during the D-Day invasion and another who was killed when German paratroopers tried to invade the island of Crete. We visited a town
Honoring town's war dead- there were two more plaques
cemetery with little hope of finding any tombstones of my ancestors. They do it a “little” differently in Germany. You lease a plot for between 15-25 years. After the lease is up and if no family member renews the lease, the plot can be re-used! What happens to the remains that were there, you say? Well, there are not many remains as they do not place coffins inside a liner. But if there are remains, they are just buried deeper! The headstone is removed and a new one is put in place. They even recycle the headstones. So, there are no headstones remaining for the dearly departed from long ago! We did find a Schehl gravesite but it was from a different line.

After the tour, it was time to return to Gerhard’s home for lunch. They had said the night before that we were going to have a “special” lunch on Sunday and then they started chuckling. That was of some concern to me; why the chuckling without explanation? Well, we got to the lunch after our tour. There was a large platter of sausages and brats, bread and rolls, a large bowl of sauerkraut (which was of special concern to me), and then a large sausage-like piece of meat on a large plate. It was probably about 4-5 inches round and maybe about a foot long. They said it was somewhat unique to this Pfälz region of Germany and it was called saumagen, which didn’t mean much to me. So, they sliced it and gave each of us a piece. I dug in and it was quite delicious. It was only after that that they explained that saumagen meant “sow’s stomach”! It seems that they stuff a sow’s stomach with a mixture of pork, potatoes, and seasonings; it resembles a meatloaf. The sow’s stomach is merely the casing for this large sausage. It really was quite good, but I don’t think that’s one thing I will soon try to make at home for (what should be) obvious reasons. After lunch, Gerhard and Bärbel took
Climbing around Alt Dahn ruins
From highest tower of Alt Dahn
to us to the neighboring town of Dahn. High on a hill overlooking the entire valley is an old castle called Alt Dahn. It is now a state park. It’s a pretty good hike up to the remains of the old castle from the parking lot. It was kind of misty that afternoon but you could see for a long way up there. After returning to Erfweiler, it was time to head back to Stuttgart with Friedbert and Gudrun. They dropped us off at our hotel and said they would come by in the morning and take us to the main train station downtown.

The next morning, we said our goodbyes and left for Amsterdam for our last German rail experience. Everything went well, except we had not made reservations so we wound up standing (with others) for part of the trip until many disembarked along the way. In Köln (Cologne) I had another encounter with German culture that I’m not used to. We had a little time to wait in Köln while waiting for our connection. I went downstairs to use the restroom. I was not expecting a couple of older women to be in there cleaning urinals while the area was being used! So, I just pretended to be German and went about my business “seemingly” unperplexed! Our connection to Amsterdam soon arrived and we were off to our final European destination before heading home. The next post will cover our last couple of days in Amsterdam and our unexpected confusion at Chicago’s O”Hare!

Have a Wonderful Thanksgiving!