If you have been following A Family Tapestry for a while, you may recall my consternation, in
researching my husband’s Tully line, in discovering just how many Margarets there were in the family. Now, going back to the Margaret who started it all—Margaret
Flannery, who married Denis Tully somewhere in Ireland before 1834—we find that
her own family, the Flannerys, also may have favored that same given name.
Of course, I’m not yet entirely certain that those Flannery
neighbors who lived so close to Denis and Margaret in their newly adopted home
in Paris, Ontario,
were actually relatives. But I’m working on it—mostly by taking a close look at
that neighbor’s family tree, too.
Yesterday, we uncovered a burial location for one of the
older sons in that other Flannery
family. The unfortunate Patrick Flannery had somehow drowned and his untimely
death had been reported in a local newspaper, giving us a date with which to
start searching for more data.
When we found his burial record via Interment.net, we
actually stumbled upon not only Patrick’s information, but a note regarding his
wife’s name as well:
Flannery, Patrick, d. 29 Mar 1895, h/o Margaret Flannery (Gorman)
Thanks to the kind volunteer who transcribed the Sacred Heart
Cemetery records for
Interment.net, Patrick’s wife’s name was provided. Of course, it made for a
gleeful discovery, but I restrained myself from jumping up and down or
shrieking at that point—until I could locate some corroborating evidence. After
all, it wouldn’t do to neglect proper research protocol. Ahem.
So, what was there to find? My first impulse was to check
it all out on Ancestry.com. There, I found a transcription of various Canadian
sources, gleaned from records at the Archives of Canada. The particular entry
itself simply revealed that Patrick’s wife’s name was Margaret Gorman, and that
the date of their marriage was May 10, 1877, in Paris, Ontario.
Though it wasn’t a document itself, the transcription
provided the registration number: 36776. At least the entry confirmed Patrick’s
wife’s name as Margaret Gorman, just as the Interment.net volunteer had noted.
At that point, I could send for the marriage certificate, to
make sure the handwriting wasn’t incorrectly transcribed. Not inclined to relive
the pre-Internet “glory days” of genealogy, I declined such an opportunity, and
proceeded to search for other corroboration.
At FamilySearch.org, a number of records turned up, once I
entered the names Patrick Flannery and Margaret Gorman for the village of Paris
in Ontario.
This was looking promising. In one index—here again, I was stuck relying solely on
someone else’s transcription of an original document—I located another verification of the date for Patrick and Margaret’s wedding: May 10, 1877.
This entry added some additional details I was happy to find.
Remember “Ed-Blot,” the Flannery head of household whose given name was
obliterated by a census enumerator’s errant ink blot? According to Patrick’s
wedding information, his father’s name was actually “Edmond.”
Well, that’s according to the transcriber for this document.
As it turned out, I didn’t have to rely on a transcriber, though, for
Ancestry.com had the original document digitized (and those of you who are
subscribers may view the document by clicking here). I could now
read for myself what Patrick’s father’s name was—to these unreliable eyes of
mine, it appeared to read Edmund, so two points to those of you going with that
guess before.
Along with that, I now know that Patrick’s mother’s name was
Mary Keogh, and that Margaret’s parents were James and Maria Huttson Gorman. I
can see that Patrick’s year of birth was estimated to be 1840—a little shy of
the date extrapolated from the 1852 census—and his bride’s year of birth was 1852.
Just as happens in most genealogical treasure hunts, one
clue leads to another, which leads to another, until a flurry of details comes
rushing out.
And before you know it, you’re talking about a whole lot of
Margarets.
I wonder why Margaret was such a popular name. My family - especially the Irish branch) has dozens of them.
ReplyDeleteHopefully, as I delve into the Irish roots of this family, some of the history of the place may reveal an answer to this, Iggy. Perhaps it is a preference held in this particular region of Ireland.
DeleteI have only one Margaret in my Irish family.
ReplyDeleteIf the Irish naming patterns hold true--and I'm not sure how prevalent they were--perhaps it just depends on who got the ball rolling a long, long time ago. Stands to reason if a family hadn't started with any Margarets, there wouldn't be any namesakes repeating the name in subsequent generations. My lines seem to have had Margarets on both sides of the family, doubling that effect.
DeleteMy husbands family did Marthas! The Finns on my side of the family gave everyone a different name..but there are a few Elmers.
ReplyDeleteYou are making lots of progress! :)
Interesting how different families settle on their favorite choices for names. I tend to side with your Finnish ancestors: I prefer seeing a name reflect that specific individual, not serve as ditto marks for others in previous generations.
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