Taken from a typed copy of the LIFE OF Oliver Hazard PEED -- An Autobiography --- Page 42:
I will venture a guess that during early spring of 1867 I went out in the vicinity of Shawnee Mound, Tippecanoe County and arranged to cultivate the farm of William Peed (a distant relative) on the shares. And I remained with him through the crop season of 1868. I was at that time in my 26 year, and unmarried. But that did not hinder me from raising a good crop of corn, altho I put in some spare time, like other young men going to see the girls. Finally one living in Stockwell some 20 miles or more away, captured me, and put me in the coil of matrimony Thursday August 20th, 1868. The young lady was 18 years of age, and wore the name of Miss Margret E. Winship. Without any honeymoon preliminaries we embarked in the housekeeping business in Stockwell, during the winter, and the following spring we moved onto a farm, which I cultivated. On the afternoon of Sunday June 6, 1869, the family was increased to three, by the arrival of a brand new baby. Like all new babies, we found it quite a job to find a suitable name for him. We finally agreed that Oliver Franklin would fill the bill. So we named him Oliver Franklin Peed. The Oliver was for the new father and the Franklin was for Margret’s Uncle Franklin Winship. I guess the name suited him all right, for after he had grown up, I never heard him complain about it. In the fall of that year we moved onto Margret’s Uncle Ed Winship’s farm up near Monitor 8 or 10 miles east of LaFayette. Alas, the vicissitudes of life. We had been living there but a very few months when Margret’s health began to fail. Hasty or quick consumption, was the cause. By and by she decided it was best to go to her father’s (Charles Winship) and stepmother’s home until she became better. I think it was about the first of March 1870 that I took her and the baby to her father’s in Stockwell. But medical treatment and good nursing failed to bring back health. She gradually grew weaker and passed into the great beyond April the 6th, 1870. The body was buried April 8th, in the Winship family plot, in the LaFayette cemetery. To care for the baby, who was 10 months old the day his mother died, was now a problem with me. A neighbor woman (Mrs. Evans) took care of him a few weeks for $2.00 per week. I then took him to my father’s, where I was staying, and mother cared for him.
I will venture a guess that during early spring of 1867 I went out in the vicinity of Shawnee Mound, Tippecanoe County and arranged to cultivate the farm of William Peed (a distant relative) on the shares. And I remained with him through the crop season of 1868. I was at that time in my 26 year, and unmarried. But that did not hinder me from raising a good crop of corn, altho I put in some spare time, like other young men going to see the girls. Finally one living in Stockwell some 20 miles or more away, captured me, and put me in the coil of matrimony Thursday August 20th, 1868. The young lady was 18 years of age, and wore the name of Miss Margret E. Winship. Without any honeymoon preliminaries we embarked in the housekeeping business in Stockwell, during the winter, and the following spring we moved onto a farm, which I cultivated. On the afternoon of Sunday June 6, 1869, the family was increased to three, by the arrival of a brand new baby. Like all new babies, we found it quite a job to find a suitable name for him. We finally agreed that Oliver Franklin would fill the bill. So we named him Oliver Franklin Peed. The Oliver was for the new father and the Franklin was for Margret’s Uncle Franklin Winship. I guess the name suited him all right, for after he had grown up, I never heard him complain about it. In the fall of that year we moved onto Margret’s Uncle Ed Winship’s farm up near Monitor 8 or 10 miles east of LaFayette. Alas, the vicissitudes of life. We had been living there but a very few months when Margret’s health began to fail. Hasty or quick consumption, was the cause. By and by she decided it was best to go to her father’s (Charles Winship) and stepmother’s home until she became better. I think it was about the first of March 1870 that I took her and the baby to her father’s in Stockwell. But medical treatment and good nursing failed to bring back health. She gradually grew weaker and passed into the great beyond April the 6th, 1870. The body was buried April 8th, in the Winship family plot, in the LaFayette cemetery. To care for the baby, who was 10 months old the day his mother died, was now a problem with me. A neighbor woman (Mrs. Evans) took care of him a few weeks for $2.00 per week. I then took him to my father’s, where I was staying, and mother cared for him.
Taken from a typed copy of the LIFE OF Oliver Hazard PEED -- An Autobiography --- Page 42:
I will venture a guess that during early spring of 1867 I went out in the vicinity of Shawnee Mound, Tippecanoe County and arranged to cultivate the farm of William Peed (a distant relative) on the shares. And I remained with him through the crop season of 1868. I was at that time in my 26 year, and unmarried. But that did not hinder me from raising a good crop of corn, altho I put in some spare time, like other young men going to see the girls. Finally one living in Stockwell some 20 miles or more away, captured me, and put me in the coil of matrimony Thursday August 20th, 1868. The young lady was 18 years of age, and wore the name of Miss Margret E. Winship. Without any honeymoon preliminaries we embarked in the housekeeping business in Stockwell, during the winter, and the following spring we moved onto a farm, which I cultivated. On the afternoon of Sunday June 6, 1869, the family was increased to three, by the arrival of a brand new baby. Like all new babies, we found it quite a job to find a suitable name for him. We finally agreed that Oliver Franklin would fill the bill. So we named him Oliver Franklin Peed. The Oliver was for the new father and the Franklin was for Margret’s Uncle Franklin Winship. I guess the name suited him all right, for after he had grown up, I never heard him complain about it. In the fall of that year we moved onto Margret’s Uncle Ed Winship’s farm up near Monitor 8 or 10 miles east of LaFayette. Alas, the vicissitudes of life. We had been living there but a very few months when Margret’s health began to fail. Hasty or quick consumption, was the cause. By and by she decided it was best to go to her father’s (Charles Winship) and stepmother’s home until she became better. I think it was about the first of March 1870 that I took her and the baby to her father’s in Stockwell. But medical treatment and good nursing failed to bring back health. She gradually grew weaker and passed into the great beyond April the 6th, 1870. The body was buried April 8th, in the Winship family plot, in the LaFayette cemetery. To care for the baby, who was 10 months old the day his mother died, was now a problem with me. A neighbor woman (Mrs. Evans) took care of him a few weeks for $2.00 per week. I then took him to my father’s, where I was staying, and mother cared for him.
I will venture a guess that during early spring of 1867 I went out in the vicinity of Shawnee Mound, Tippecanoe County and arranged to cultivate the farm of William Peed (a distant relative) on the shares. And I remained with him through the crop season of 1868. I was at that time in my 26 year, and unmarried. But that did not hinder me from raising a good crop of corn, altho I put in some spare time, like other young men going to see the girls. Finally one living in Stockwell some 20 miles or more away, captured me, and put me in the coil of matrimony Thursday August 20th, 1868. The young lady was 18 years of age, and wore the name of Miss Margret E. Winship. Without any honeymoon preliminaries we embarked in the housekeeping business in Stockwell, during the winter, and the following spring we moved onto a farm, which I cultivated. On the afternoon of Sunday June 6, 1869, the family was increased to three, by the arrival of a brand new baby. Like all new babies, we found it quite a job to find a suitable name for him. We finally agreed that Oliver Franklin would fill the bill. So we named him Oliver Franklin Peed. The Oliver was for the new father and the Franklin was for Margret’s Uncle Franklin Winship. I guess the name suited him all right, for after he had grown up, I never heard him complain about it. In the fall of that year we moved onto Margret’s Uncle Ed Winship’s farm up near Monitor 8 or 10 miles east of LaFayette. Alas, the vicissitudes of life. We had been living there but a very few months when Margret’s health began to fail. Hasty or quick consumption, was the cause. By and by she decided it was best to go to her father’s (Charles Winship) and stepmother’s home until she became better. I think it was about the first of March 1870 that I took her and the baby to her father’s in Stockwell. But medical treatment and good nursing failed to bring back health. She gradually grew weaker and passed into the great beyond April the 6th, 1870. The body was buried April 8th, in the Winship family plot, in the LaFayette cemetery. To care for the baby, who was 10 months old the day his mother died, was now a problem with me. A neighbor woman (Mrs. Evans) took care of him a few weeks for $2.00 per week. I then took him to my father’s, where I was staying, and mother cared for him.
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