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About This Book

Introduces Francis Barnard (ca. 1616-1698) and his Descendants, A Genealogical Study, by Dr. Walther M. Barnard. How to submit corrections and updates.

About This Book

"For enquire, I pray thee, of the former age, and prepare
thyself to the search of their fathers..."
(Job 8:8)

 

"Each in his narrow cell forever laid,
The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep."
—Thomas Gray, "Elegy in a Country Churchyard", 1750

The Barnard Surname Genealogical Study

The objectives of undertaking this genealogical study were primarily to:

  • Establish the paternal lineage of the writer, Walther M. Barnard
  • Create a detailed record of relationships of individuals belonging to his extended family web for present and future generations

These generations constitute the descendancy of Francis Barnard (died 1698) and are referred to variously as the

  • Francis Barnard line
  • Deerfield Barnard line

This Web version of the book contains both narrative text and a database where you can "click around" to follow the relationships, and discover what information is known about your person of interest. Many individual Web pages include photos, source documents, census information, etc.

The compiler's line of descent is:

  1. Francis Barnard and Hannah Meruell/Marvin or Mary Watson
  2. s., Joseph Barnard (and Sarah Strong)
  3. s., Joseph Barnard, Jr., (and Abigail Griswold)
  4. s., Francis Barnard (and Lucretia Pinney)
  5. s., Samuel Barnard (and Roxana Barnard)
  6. s., James Harvey Barnard (and Clarissa Cook)
  7. s., Walter Monroe Barnard (and Sarah Ann Webster)
  8. s., Samuel Walter Barnard (and Louise Herdlein)
  9. s., Walter Monroe Barnard (and Florence E. Wheeler)
  10. s., Walther M. Barnard

Updates and Corrections

The information contained herein is subject to correction and revision—and certainly addition, as new family members are born into the family network. To keep an updated record that is free from error as much as possible, please forward any corrections, additions, anecdotal material, and comments to:

Walther M. Barnard
[address and phone available upon request]
e-mail: Walther.Barnard@fredonia.edu or barnard@fredonia.edu

Ideally, submitted information should include:

  • Full names of individuals, spouses (and spouses' parents), and children
  • Dates and locations of birth, marriage, death, and interment (if applicable)—see example below
  • Anecdotal material and photographs are also useful

Example (my parents):

9-Walter Monroe Barnard
(13 Sept. 1900 West Hartford, CT – 29 Dec. 1968 Hartford, CT; interred Mountain View Cem., Bloomfield, Hartford, CT)

Walter married Florence Elzada Wheeler (7 July 1913 Suncook, NH – 30 Mar. 1996 Hartford, Hartford, CT; interred Mountain View Cem., Bloomfield, Hartford, CT), daughter of Alonzo Sylvester Wheeler and Edna Cornelia Butler, 2 Aug. 1930 Hartford, Hartford, CT

10-Arlene Joyce Barnard (repeat relevant info, as in generation #9.

Copyrighted Material

The Descendants of Francis Barnard is an on-going project and is constantly being revised. It contains many articles and entries from newspapers, magazines, books, etc., of genealogical interest. Most published materials are copyrighted. Especially for the longer entries, I am in the process of obtaining permission to reproduce where necessary.

I will place more artifacts online as copyright permission becomes available.

Elegy

Elegy Written in a Country Churchyard (Thomas Gray, 1750)

The curfew tolls the knell of parting day,
The lowing herd wind slowly o'er the lea,
The plowman homeward plods his weary way,
And leaves the world to darkness and to me.

Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight,
And all the air a solemn stillness holds,
Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight,
And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds.

Save that from yonder ivy-mantled tow'r
The moping owl does to the moon complain.

Each in his narrow cell forever laid,
The rude forefathers of the hamlet sleep.

For them no more the blazing hearth shall burn,
Or busy housewife ply her evening care:
No children run to lisp their sire's return,
Or climb his knees the envied kiss to share.

Let not ambition mock their useful toil,
Their homely joys, and destiny obscure;
Nor grandeur hear with a disdainful smile,
The short and simple annals of the poor.

The boast of heraldry, the pomp of pow'r,
And all that beauty, all that wealth e'er gave,
Await alike the inevitable hour:
The paths of glory lead but to the grave.

Where through the long-drawn aisle and fretted vault
The pealing anthem swells the note of praise.

Can storied urn, or animated bust
Back to its mansion call the fleeting breath?
Can honor's voice provoke the silent dust,
Or flatt'ry soothe the dull cold ear of death?

Hands, that the rod of empire might have swayed,
Or waked to ecstasy the living lyre.

But knowledge to their eyes her ample page
Rich with the spoils of time did ne'er unroll;
Chill penury repressed their noble rage,
And froze the genial current of the soul.

Full many a gem of purest ray serene,
The dark unfathomed caves of ocean bear:
Full many a flower is born to blush unseen,
And waste its sweetness on the desert air.

Some village Hampden, that with dauntless breast
The little tyrant of his fields withstood;
Some mute inglorious Milton here may rest,
Some Cromwell guiltless of his country's blood.

To scatter plenty o'er a smiling land,
And read their hist'ry in a nation's eyes.

Forbade to wade through slaughter to a throne,
And shut the gates of mercy on mankind.

Far from the madding crowd's ignoble strife,
Their sober wishes never learned to stray;
Along the cool sequestered vale of life
They kept the noiseless tenor of their way.

Implores the passing tribute of a sigh.

For who to dumb forgetfulness a prey,
This pleasing anxious being e'er resigned,
Left the warm precincts of the cheerful day,
Nor cast one longing ling'ring look behind?

Ev'n from the tomb the voice of nature cries,
Ev'n in our ashes live their wonted fires.

The Epitaph

Here rests his head upon the lap of Earth
A youth to fortune and to fame unknown.
Fair Science frowned not on his humble birth.
And Melancholy marked him for her own.

Large was his bounty, and his soul sincere,
Heav'n did a recompense as largely send:
He gave to mis'ry all he had, a tear,
he gained from Heav'n ('twas all he wished) a friend.

No farther seek his merits to disclose,
Or draw his frailties from their dread abode,
(There they alike in trembling hope repose)
The bosom of his Father and his God.



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