Famous Pioneer photo of Joseph Henry Byington and wives.
Sarah Augusta Byington age 11, Elizabeth Ann Byington age 6, Nancy Avery Byington age 37, Nancy Maranda Byington Stokes age 17, Hannah Molland Byington age 30, in front, Hyrum Elliott Byington age 8, Janette Sophia Byington age 2, Joseph Henry Byington age 39. Photographer Henry Martineau, age 39.
Sarah Augusta Byington age 11, Elizabeth Ann Byington age 6, Nancy Avery Byington age 37, Nancy Maranda Byington Stokes age 17, Hannah Molland Byington age 30, in front, Hyrum Elliott Byington age 8, Janette Sophia Byington age 2, Joseph Henry Byington age 39. Photographer Henry Martineau, age 39.
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Byington Ancestry
When I am gone, will eager children look within the pages of this family history? Their questioning eyes find something here to show fulfilled ambition;, finished task; will they know pride, that I left footprints here below?
Will all the little tasks of love be lost forever, as a fluff of thistledown - no heartache, tears, frustrations' cast nor valor shown, when I am gone-nothing of me to spur them to go on? Or will they say of lame, "she still belongs, her life was made of sunshine and of songs. Where she walked some radiant memory of charm, of wit, of kindliness in giving. The paths she trod made surer by her living!" Will they smile a wee bit wistfully, while thumbing through this family history - and for a moment will they pause to listen for my heart beat in its pages; will they look further wishing to know more of me, and close the page - a tear left to my memory. |
Tyler Ancestry
I know something good about you
Wouldn't this old world be better if folks we meet would say; "I know something good about you" and then treat you just that way? Wouldn't it be fine and dandy if each handclasp, warm and true, carried with it this assurance: "I know something good about you?" Wouldn't life be lots more happy if the good that's in us all were the only things about us that folks bothered to recall? Wouldn't life be lots more happy if we praised the good we see? for there's such a lot of goodness in the worst of you and me. Wouldn't it be nice to practice that fine way of thinking too: "you know something good about me, I know something good about you?" This poem was read at Daniel Tyler's funeral by his Granddaughter June Martineau Vigor. |
