Descendants of William Hascall of Fontmell Magna (1490-1542)

Notes


14807. George Darwin Hascall

George was a doctor.
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George D Hascall
Claimed Residence in Waterloo
Enlist Date : 12 September 1861
Enlist Rank : Private
Served Wisconsin  Enlisted C Co. 11th Inf Reg. WI disch disability on 18 November 1862
Source: Roster of Wisconsin Volunteers: War of the Rebellion
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George D Hascall
Claimed Residence in Waterloo
Enlist Date : 05 September 1864
Enlist Rank : Private
Served Wisconsin  Enlisted H Co. 1st HA Reg. WI disch disability on 26 April 1865
Source: Roster of Wisconsin Volunteers: War of the Rebellion
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Civil War Pension file
Invalid application # 802472, cert # 580754
Widow application # 768242
George died July 16, 1902 at Hutton Valley, Mo.
George married Lula Culberson, November 4, 1894 at Hutton Valley, Mo.
George married Phebe Warthau, and wasa divorced
Children Charles A. Hascall born 1850
Lena L. Hascall born 1852
Byran Hascall born 1854
Mary Hascall born 1856


14809. Charles Henry Hascall

Compiled Service Records, Union
Company E., Missouri, Engr. Regiment of the West
January to May 1863, absent, taken prisoner at Holly Springs, Mississippi, paroled on December 20, 1862
November December, 1863 he was absent, on recruiting service at St. Louis, Missouri
Description: age 24, at Erie County, Pennsylvania, 5' 6 1/2", light compexion, gray eyes, light hair, occupation : Carpenter
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Died in an insane asylum.
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Civil War Pension File
Widow application # 253890, cert # 239377
Charles was captured and paroled at Holl Springs, Mississippi December 20, 1862.
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Charles Hascall
Enlist Date : 06 April 1865
Enlist Place : Allegany, Cattaraugus, NY
Enlist Rank : Private
Enlist Age : 28
Promoted to Full Sergt on 22 April 1865
Served New York  Enlisted F Co. 194th Inf Reg. NY Mustered Out at Elmira, NY on 03 May 1865
Source: New York: Report of the Adjutant-General
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The Cuba True Patriot
April 2, 1875

Death of Chas. Haskell. Our townsman, familiarly known as "Charley" Haskell, who has for the past year been laboring under a disease of the brain, and who was taken to Utica last fall for treatment, died at that place on Monday last. His remains were brought to this village on Wednesday for Interment.

Mr. Haskell was, comparatively, a young man, a worthy citizen, and highly esteemed by all who knew him.


14813. Cordelia Hascall


Obituary Notice Fredonia Censor (New York) 10 Nov 1897
Davis, Cordelia Hascall
At her home in Fredonia, ae 71 yr, funeral from res on Liberty St. on 11th
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Per father's probate, living in Dunkirk NY in 1872.


30419. Ellen Josephine Davis


Fredonia Censor
March 29, 1899

Davis, Ellen Josephine
At her home on Liberty St. of apoplexy, Miss D. ae 51 yr. Brother John and his daughter are all thats left of family. Her mother, Cordelia H. Davis d. 1897.


14815. Judge Isaac Squire Hascall


Per father's probate, living in Omaha, Nebraska in 1872.
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Per Andrea's History of the State of Nebraska

In 1871 Isaac S. Hascall was President of the State Senate. Governor Butler was impeached and Mr. James was declared Acting Governor. When Acting Governor James departed to Washington D.C., Isaac S. Hascall, President of the Senate, declared himself Acting Governor and called the legislature into session. Upon his arrival in Washington Mr. James heard of the action and immediately returned to Nebraska and declared the Legislature to be illegally meeting.
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Omaha World Herald
January 20, 1908

The funeral services over Judge Isaac S. Hascall, the Nebraska pioneer, were held yesterday afternoon at 2 o'clock, at the Masonic temple under the auspices of Capitol lodge No. 3, Ancient Free and Accepted Masons, of which the dead man was a life member. Rev. Walter H. Reynolds of Castellar Presbyterian church conducted the ceremonies and gave a brief sketch of the life of Judge Hascall, dwelling upon his sterling honesty and his many acts of kindness and generosity shown toward the poor.
Beautiful floral contributions were in evidence; but the most touching tribute paid to the dead man's memory was that an old man, dirty, ragged, and unkempt, who came timidly into the hall and pulled a single red rose from his pocket with the intention if depositing it upon the casket. Becoming frightened at the austere surroundings, he tremblingly returned the flower to his pocket, and wiped his eyes with an old red handkerchief. "The judge was good to me," he murmured.

The concluding ceremonies at the grave were conducted by the lodge, the full Masonic rites being observed. Pallbearers were: John H. Butler, John N. Westberg, W. B. Whitehorn, Louis K. Berka, A. H. Donnecken, W.W. Slabaugh, All of whom were brother Masons and intimate friends of Judge Hascall. Interment took place at Forest Lawn.
Many as there were present of old associates in official and territirial life and people that he had befriended, there would have been many more but for the impression that the funeral was private to all but Masons.

Mrs. R. F. Williams, the only child of Judge Hascall, is made his sole heir by a will he executed some weeks ago. On fact it is stated that she had for fifteen years backed him in his enterprises and that he held property really in trust for her.
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Oconto Register
February 7, 1908

Isaac N. Hascall, at one time acting governor of Nebraska and for many years one of the most prominent politicians in the state, died January 18, at St Joseph's hospital, Omaha, wither he was taken recently following an attack of paralysis. Judge Hascall was seventy two years old and had practiced law in Nebraska for forty two years. He was a member of the Nebraska Constitutional Convention and cast the deciding vote which made Nebraska a free soil state. He was born in Buffalo, NY, and his father was a presidential elector on the electoral college which named Lincoln for President. Judge Hascall has been continuously identified with Republican politics in Nebraska for forty years.
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The Omaha Sunday Bee
March 10, 1907

Isaac S. Hascall Unique Figure in Omaha History

Life Story of a Lawyer Who Was Also a Pioneer and Who Has Taken an Active Part in the Affairs of the West Since the Early Days of the Oregon Trail

The solitary occupant of a little house standing on the bluff east of Riverview park, commanding a magnificent view of the Missouri river for miles to the south and giving the eye a clear sweep over many square miles on both sides of the river, is a pioneer who settled in Omaha in 1865, Isaac S. Hascall. A bold and generous heart, a great though idiosyncratic mind, a true and original soul and a sturdy body, these make up the individual of this remarkable man.

As his mind is unique, so is his method of living different from that of other men. To many it would not be agreeable, but a contemplation of it is refreshing to the soul blasé with the world's conformity to fashion. The door, which leads into the house is propped shut from the inside with a board. Judge Hascall meets the visitor at the door with a handshake. No suspicious eye does he cast upon the stranger, for to him all men are friends until they prove themselves otherwise. In the living room the visitor may sit on one of the two nail kegs or on a chair and prop his feet on the kitchen stove. Boxes, books, papers and magazines are piled in a true bachelor style all about the room. A wash basin rests in the top of a nail keg. Some socks hang over the back of a chair. A bucket stands on the stove with some water boiling in it. A curtain is stuck up so as to cover the lower part of the window.

The head of this house is as unique as the appointments of the room. His shoes are not laced and he wears no socks. His form is innocent of a shirt except his undergarment. A piece of stout twine tied around his chest serves to keep his buttonless Prince Albert coat together in front. But he makes no apology for his nonconformity to modern fashion. Why should he? Did Sir Isaac Newton and a host of other thinkers apologize for their dress while their brains were working out world problems? Not at all. No more is Judge Hascall afflicted with self-consciousness before the visitor whose dress may conform to the style and who may be more afflicted with self-consciousness. But when one has listened to the conversation of this man for an hour and studied his kindly face he grows to like him and his manner of living is but of little moment.

He was born March 8, 1831, in Erie county, New York. His father Jonathan Hascall, was a presidential elector from New York in 1845. The son studied in the public schools and read law with Judge Lorenzo Morris. He was admitted to the bar in Buffalo, N. Y., in 1853. In the fall of 1854 he decided to start out into the west to seek his fortune. This was soon after the great '49 excitement in California. He went first to Fort Riley, Kansas, where he stayed during the winter of 1854-55. In the spring of the latter year he went up to the Little Blue country and later returned to Atchison, Kan., where he practiced law four years.

Out Among The Indians

He then determined to push farther into the great west, though it was infested with Indians and overrun with lawless white men. He secured transportation to Denver and there organized a train for Oregon. Dick Darling, afterward of Omaha, was one of the men whom he took with him on this trip and from him he first heard of Omaha. It was a long and perilous trip from Denver across the Laramie plains to Oregon. Part of his baggage was a great box filled with law books. Through all the hardships of that trip he clung to that box, though other trains were driven to such straits that they dropped off even log chains and all heavy things that could possibly be dispensed with. Many times the Indians attacked him and he had a number of narrow escapes. He tells of a man who had come out from Iowa with a train. When he heard how bad the Indians were he put up some "big talk" to Hascall's party.

"If they drive off my stock I'll go out and take them," he declared.

That very night the red men drove off his cattle. The next morning, in high dudgeon, he called his men together. It amused Hascall's party to see that they had been drilled. The Iowa man formed them and gave the order, "forward march," and away went the little company. As the reached the foothills the Indians, who were behind the boulders on the mountainside, began detouring and were about to cut off the little army from their camp. Just in time the men saw them, broke ranks and ran pell mell back toward the wagon train, followed by their commander. The latter was shot in the back, the ball going through his body. He recovered, however, but never was known to pursue Indians in that fashion again.
Judge Hascall is the discoverer of the Big Shoshone falls in Wyoming. His party had camped one night when, as the sun was descending, he noticed a great cloud rising several miles to the north. His men thought it was only smoke from an Indian signal fire, but he knew better. The next morning he took several men and went in that direction. When they had approached within a couple of miles they heard the roar of the cataract. When it burst upon them in all its beauty it was a sight to remember. The vast volume of water came thundering down, sending spray twice its own height. Upon a rock below the falls and some distance from them stood a solitary Indian, his bare, brown body gleaming in the sun. One of the men took careful aim with his rifle, pulled the trigger and the Indian fell into the rapids and was swept away. An Indian's life was of no more value than that of a beast in those days.

In a god-forsaken part of the Laramie plains they came upon a most God-forsaken Indian. He was just about starving to death. Young Hascall ordered him fed and asked him how far it was to "grass." The Indian laid his head down on the ground three times, thereby signifying one would have to sleep three nights before arriving there. He was taken along and fed by his benefactors, but when he was discovered trying to steal a rifle on the second night he was driven away into the wilderness. The venturesome party was met soon after reaching grass country by the Oregon cavalry, which was regularly employed in escorting emigrants along the trail into Oregon.

Lawyer in the Wild West

For the next five years he was in the midst of the lawless wild element of the great west. He was one of the few lawyers in the new country. In proportion as they were few, their fees were large. He had an extensive practice, most of his cases being for mining claims, ditch rights or dumping claims. All payments in those days were made in gold dust and a lawyer would not look at a case without a retaining fee of from $500 to$1,000. He was a very successful in this class of litigation. The life was full of excitement, for it was dangerous to ride outside of town, on account of the Indians and the highwaymen. He did a great deal of traveling, going horseback a circuit of several hundred miles. He was always armed, but it was often a question merely of who got the "drop" first. Once he was riding from Auburn, Ore., and carrying a large amount of gold dust. A man met him, an engaging man of pleasing address, but with a very large rifle lying across his saddle. The man showed a great liking for his society.

"We were approaching the Payette river," says Judge Hascall, "and I thought he intended to 'get me' where there was a long extent of trees near the stream. So I told him my horse was tired and I would stop at a ranch which we were passing. He decided to stop, too. We went in and I told the rancher I wanted a good horse because mine was worn out. He had one, but didn't think I could ride him. He offered to trade for mine with an ounce of gold dust 'to boot,' I told him to bring the animal in. You couldn't get near that bronco. He would jump and strike out ten feet with his fore legs. About six of us got hold of him and saddled and bridled him after some trouble. Then they held him until I was on, and away he went down the road and through the river without once stopping. The highwayman kept up with me for about a mile then dropped behind. The bronco ran thirty-three miles without stopping. I tied him up at a haystack at the next ranch, when he was so tired he could barely stand. I slept in the haystack and the next morning we went on after I had paid $4 for the hay he ate. Hay was expensive in that country."

While out on a prospecting expedition once he had an exciting adventure with desperadoes. He was on his way up to Bald Butte when he met two strangers. They offered to dig the prospect holes if he would give them their feed. He agreed and they proceeded together. They camped that night and when he woke up the next morning it was to look straight into the muzzle of a revolver held by one of them. The other stood by with a big knife.

"We want this outfit," they said.
Robbers Overhauled But Freed

The young prospector could do nothing but yield. He knew, however, they would have to cross a prospectors' trail as they went down the mountain and he followed them. A party came along the trail just as he reached it. He told of the robbery and they immediately organized a party and followed the robbers through the snow, catching them before they had gone five miles. The outfit was returned to the owner and then one of the men who had helped in catching the robbers handed a big dragoon revolver to Hascall.

"Kill them." He said laconically.

But Hascall was never a blood-thirsty man and he presented the men with their lives. Such mercy was the exception in such cases rather than the rule. It would have been considered perfectly proper to shoot the two men in cold blood. There were other adventures in those days many of which we passed through. He saw an odd accident once. A pack mule fell from a precipice into the top of a tree, 100 feet below, where it was held fast in the crotch of a limb. It had been left there, though a bullet was mercifully sent through its head.
The young pioneer lawyer became acquainted with many of the leading men in the west at that time, among his close friends being Governor Gibbs of Oregon and Attorney General Wilson, later of Grant's cabinet. Eventually he decided to leave there and took the stage to San Francisco. He remembers many interesting incidents of this trip. He and a Russian Jew were the only occupants of the stage when it reached Jacksonville, where a short stop was made. When they were ready to proceed they found the stage filled with Chinamen. The Jew knew how to deal with the yellow men. He got in and kicked right and left, sending them flying out of the stage. Then the two white men got in and rode in state the rest of the way, while the representatives of the "yellow peril" clung to the top and squatted in the boot.
At one of the stations where the stage stopped a small grizzled Dutchman was waiting. There were no seats left and the driver told him he would have to wait for another stage. A big miner jumped down and started to lift the little man into his place.

"I'll not ride and see the pioneer stay here," he said.

The little man was Sutter, the original discoverer of gold in California. He had become very rich, but had gambled away all he had and only his ranch on Feather river remained.
Arriving in San Francisco, young Hascall remained a few days and then went to New York by way of the Isthmus of Panama, a trip of thirteen days down the west coast, a day by railroad across the isthmus and nine days up the east coast to New York. He visited in his old home where he had left his wife when he left from Kansas into the far west.. They had been married some years before. But he was not satisfied with the east and soon left for Omaha, of which he had heard so much. He arrived in the growing town in March, 1865, and found things "booming," so that he could hardly find a place to stay. He finally succeeded in purchasing a building at the northeast corner of Fifteenth and Farnham streets, where a Mrs. Corey had been conducting a store. He went to housekeeping there with his wife and opened a law office in the old Pioneer block.

County Judge in Omaha

His identity with politics began almost with the day of his coming to the city, for he was appointed county judge to fill out the term of Judge Dickinson, who had died. The following year he was elected to the office. He was afterward a member of the constitutional convention and cast the deciding vote in the senate on the constitutional provision regarding the Negro, under which Nebraska became a state. He was elected to the senate again in 1869 and was in that body when it impeached Governor Butler in 1870. He was acting governor of the state for a short time in the early days. In city politics he has been a power and has often been referred to as "boss" of the council. He was councilman-at-large two terms, served one term as councilman from the First ward and one term as councilman from the Second ward.

Regarding all these political honors, Judge Hascall is extremely modest.

"I just went into the council to get something done," he says. "They were spending too much time fooling around with little things and we needed improvements."
The first year he was in the council he secured the building of the big Jackson street sewer. He was a man most remarkable for his thorough knowledge of the property in the city. He had a perfect mental image of any lot that might be mentioned. He gained a reputation, also, for doing things and for sterling honesty. None could excel him in shrewdness, but he was as generous as he was shrewd. He conducted extreme speculations in real estate, chiefly in the south part of the city. He was left a permanent monument in the foundation for a million dollar hotel or castle, which he had projected. The foundations still exist, embracing an area of more than a block just north of the Vinton street park. People have named it "Hascall's folly." Even if the term is justified, it is the folly of an optimist, of a builder, of the kind of man that is not afraid to risk money on enterprises, of a man who contributed much to the upbuilding of Omaha.

Unique Among His Followers

Today, in his 76th year, Judge Isaac Hascall is a man unique among his fellows. He lives in his little home overlooking the lordly Missouri, a philosopher among his books. In many ways he resembles Diogenes, the Greek who lived in a tub. But he differs from that worthy in that his soul is not bitter toward his fellowman. It is related that the Greek said to a man who called upon him at his tub, "Stand out of my sunshine." Isaac Hascall says to the visitor, "Come in," and if any refreshments are on hand, the visitor is invited to help himself.
Upstairs the two rooms of his little house are bare of furniture to give comfort to the body, but they are liberally and profusely supplied with books to give pleasure and wisdom to the mind. Four great cases are filled with the volumes. There are "Grant's Memories," "Modern Eloquence," "Twenty Years in Congress," "Library of Choice Literature," "Character Sketches," " Pope's Works," "Life of Washington,"  "Life of Lincoln" and a thousand others. And in all of them this remarkable old man is versed. History, literature, science, philosophy, all have engaged the attention of his active mind. He is doing some writing himself and if his works partake of the interest of his individuality and his conversation, they should find a ready sale. His conversation is pithy and interesting, with the added charm of an unique piquancy of expression. On his own life and accomplishments he is extremely modest. He likes to talk, but would rather talk on some subject other than himself.
Judge Hascall has one daughter, Mrs. R. F. Williams of this city. He and his wife separated a number of years ago. And now this unique man is about to marry again. His bride he remembers as a pretty little girl he met at a boarding school back in New York nearly half a century ago. Her name was Portia Hawkins. Her father and Judge Hascall were warm friends in the former days, and their admiration for the works of Shakespeare drew them together. Miss Hawkins married, but is a widow, and lives in Buffalo, N.Y. They correspond regularly. This spring Judge Hascall expects to go east, and the wedding will take place then. Judge Hascall is still the hearty, vigorous man his free manner of life has made him. He lives a mile from the car line, but thinks nothing of the journey down town, even in the most disagreeable weather.

Judge Hascall has been a Mason all his life and is proud of the fact that his father and grandfather were members of the same order. He has never been affiliated with any church.
"There are so many 'isms' that I couln't decide on any particular on of them," he says. But a well-worn copy of the Bible on the shelves of one of his bookcases indicates that he has made a close study of that book.


30422. Victor H. Hascall

Morning World Herald
September 2, 1905

Hascall - Victor H., age 32
Funeral from residence, 1209, Arbor street, 2 p. m. September 2.
[note : this is address of John and Sarah J. Gaynore]
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Sunday World Herald
April 15, 1894

Victor Hascall, a son of Councilman Hascall, reported to the police that unknown parties have plundered his father's house at Thirteenth and Castellar streets, tearing out all the plumbing and gas fixtures and otherwise damaging the building to the extant of $500. His father is away on a council trip and does not know about it.


Marriage Notes for Judge Isaac Squire Hascall and Portia T. Hawkins

MARRIAGE: Philadelphia Inquirer
June 2, 1907

OMAHA, Beb. - June 1, - Fifty years ago Isaac Hascall and Portia Hawkins were sweethearts in Buffalo, N.Y. Now the two have been married in that city and will come to Omaha to make their home. Judge Hascall is 79 years old, and his wife is 68.

Young Hascall and Miss Hawkins had a row after they were first engaged to be married, and Hascall came west. After wandering around the country a number of years, he settled in Omaha in 1865.

Here he became wealthy, and later married. Miss Hawkins also married, but three years ago each was left single by the death of life partners.

Several months ago Judge Hascall and his old time sweetheart go track of each other, and a correspondence followed. Judge Hascall proposed and was accepted, arrived in Buffalo, and the wedding followed.


14816. Mary Ann Hascall


Per Father's probate, living in Hickory Grove, Barry, Michigan


30428. Allie Belle Chapin


The National Society of the Daughters of the American Revolution Volume 67
                  page 253
                  Miss Allie Belle Chapin.
                  DAR ID Number: 66695
                  Born in Barry County, Mich.
                  Descendant of Elias Chapin.
                  Daughter of Ethan Chapman Chapin (b. 1831) and Mary A
nn Hascall, his 2nd wife.
                  Granddaughter of Elias Chapin, Jr. (b. 1798), and Elizabeth Kent, his wife, m. 1829.
                  [p.253] Gr-granddaughter of Elias Chapin and Dimis Chapman (b. 1774), his 2nd
                  wife, m. 1797.
                  Elias Chapin (1751-1839) enlisted, 1775, in Capt. Emery Pease's company, and,
                  1776, in Captain Well's company, Colonel Gay's regiment, Connecticut troops; also in
                  Captain Loomis' company of Light Horse. He was born in Summers, Conn.; died in
                  Erie County, New York.


14817. Caroline Hascall


Per father's probate, living in Decatur Ill in 1872.


14820. Martha M. Hascall


Per father's probate, living in Holland NY in 1872


14822. George Dallas Hascall


Per father's probate, living in East Hamburg, Erie, NY in 1872.


Sarah E. Coons


Erie County Independent
June 21, 1923

Mrs. Sarah Hascall, age 79 years, 10 months, passed away at Scranton, June 18th. She is survived by one son Jonathan C., from whose home in Scranton the funeral was held Wednsday, June 20 at 2:30. Interment in Water Valley.


14823. Homer J. Hascall

Spanish Americam War widows application # 766985, cert # 576470
Enlisted March 1895 - Company A 5th U, S. Infantry served 3 years
Reenlisted March 1898 - Company E 6th U. S. Artillery
Renlisted in 1901 - Company I. 14th U. S. Infantry
Died April 9, 1902, Fort Porter, New York
Stations
Fort Bridger, Wyoming January 1884 to November 24, 1884
Fort Huachuca, March 8, 1885 to July 16, 1886
Presidio Cal. July 18, 1886 to June 21, 1888
Santa Barbara Cal., June 1888 to September 15, 1888
Alcatraz Island Cal., September 1888 to April 18, 1889
Presidio Cal., April 1889 to July 1889
In field in Cal., July 1889 to September 1889
Bernecia Cal., September 1889 to March 3, 1890
San Antonio Tex., March 18, 1890 to May 7, 1890
Fort Wayne, Mich., May 1890 to Novemner 1890
Fort Brady Mich., November 1890 to March 4, 1895
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Homer attended Fredonia 1866/67, age 19, from Whites Corners, Erie, New York.
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Per father's probate, living in Hamburg, Erie, New York.
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The Olean Democrat
March 26, 1895

Homer Hascall and Bina O'Dell were married in Hamburg, Erie county, 25 years ago. Six years later he deserted his wife and two little daughters, not returning until a few days ago. He was told he wasn't wanted, so he went away again.


Almira Mina Odell


Erie County Independent

Funeral services were held last week for Mrs. Almira P. Hascall, 84, in the home of her daughter, Mrs. E.D. DeGraff, 53 Pleasant avenue. Mrs Hascall died last Monday following several months of failing health.

Born in Hamburg in 1849, Mrs. Hascall had spent practically her entire life in this village. When 18 years old she was married to Homer J. Hascall, who died in 1903 (sic) after spending nearly 20 years in the United States regular army. Mrs. Hascall was a member of Hamburg Methodist church and its Womens Society.

Besides her daughter, Mrs. DeGraff, she leaves another daughter, Mrs. Mildred Funk of Buffalo.


14824. Roseville Hascall

Per father's probate, living in Fredonia NY in 1872.


Marriage Notes for Roseville Hascall and Albert Bligh

MARRIAGE: Kalamazoo County Clerk's Marriage Record Book 5, page 337, #4026.

Groom Albert BLIGH; age 34; occ Salesman; res Bloomington, Ill; prev marriages 0; POB Ill.; father Unknown; mother Unknown.

Bride Rose HASCALL FROST; age 35; res Kalamazoo, Mich; prev marriages 1; POB N.Y. State; father Jonathan HASCALL; mother Rose Villa ENSIGN. DOM 30 Aug 1897; POM Kalamazoo, Mich;

official Joseph Webb Bancroft, Presbyter, Diocese of West Michigan; wits Mr. Edwin Martin & Mrs. Edwin Martin both of Kalamazoo.