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Note: 1. Death Cert.
2. Copy of interment cards showing burial in Santa Barbara Cem, CA.
3. Hayward, C.R. is found in pg.- of Santa Barbara Co. CA. U.S. Census 1880.
4. Copy of a letter written by Charles Richard HAYWARD's mother in the year
1834, telling of their family's experience coming from England to America.
" My dear friend, I have deferred writing for some time, as we are at present so very unsettled, having no where to live but a slaughterhouse, and
now it rains very hard on my head, the time am writing to you. I suppose this
is the wettest season ever known to America, and the oddest living ever known
by me, but yet it is not unpleasant, plenty of fruit. We can go out and pick a
large pail full of raspberries in a few hours, and plenty of apples, and
strawberries in a few hours, melons and marrows, wild apples, gooseberries,
flowers and cherries in the woods. We have no land at present. Hayward goes
to work at Admiral Vausitarts, and likewise Charles, and Tom, is living at a
farmers for six dollars per month. Here is plenty of land to sell at about
three or four installments, the first being paid for directly, but if we were
to purchases the land, we could not buy any horses or oxen to farm with.
Therefore, Hayward thinks he had better go to work a while first, as we had but
twelve pounds when we got to our journeys end, and obliged to buy many things
for our use. With about forty of fifty pounds, how well anybody might settle,
and with two or three hundred pounds, they would be quite independant, indeed
we are now , whether we have money or no. We arrived at Quebec on June 18th,
after a very rough voyage, as rough as might be expected at any time of year.
We got out of the channel very well, but the 4th night out, the wind changed,
and lay wrong almost all the way. But we had a good sound ship, a good
captain, and good sailors, also kind and obliging. The second mate died on the
11th day of May, after only one hours illness, and was into the sea the next
morning, the captain reading the burial services, and 1/2 cwt of iron being
tied to his feet. He was a stranger to all in the ship. His name was
Verander. The first rough night I was very much frightened, for the luggage
rattled up and down in the hold, and the berths squeeked. The ship snapped and
cracked, waves roared, and burst over our heads, and the water ran down in the
hold. Some of the women shrieked, and some were flung out of their berths.
But we all held tight. Dick White and I were very much frightened. I said I
knew the ship was a wreck, and the hold full of water. Dick White tumbled,
with nothing on but his shirt, and ran to another part of the ship for a
candle, and looking down into the hold, said, "it is all over with us, for it
is full of water." Then taking a second look, he said, "no, there is no water
at all," which was nearly the case. You would have laughed to have seen him
dancing around with only his shirt on. There was not a great deal of damage
done to the ship. Our children were not frightened, but slept well. They were
not any trouble at all coming over, not being half as sick as the bigger ones.
I was not sick at all, but liked the voyage very much, never being so much
frightened any more. Although we often had it very rough, so we could not cook
anything at all. One day when this had been the case, the wind got calm in the
evening, and we even got to cooking ham and eggs. Dick was frying ham and Tom
holding the dish, Hayward the eggs. Then there came such a squall, and away
goes the fireplace away down the deck, and the fat all over Tom. Dick flies to
the side of the deck, staring into the empty pan. The flying ham went into the
sea, Hayward tumbled down and the eggs went swimming about the deck, so we lost
our supper. We saw a great many large fish called porpoises, and whales, and
many seals, almost like calves, large fish like horses, called grampuses, which
spouted water out for rods ahead. Some of the sailors called them young
whales. When we got to the banks of Newfoundland, the weather was very bad and
gusty. We could not see two rods from the ship. They rang the bell every five
minutes, for a day or so. We very much counted on getting to that part of the
sea, as we expected to get plenty of fish, but it was so bad our captain would
not stop. One of the cabin passengers caught a fish called a halibut, weighing
100 pounds. Another caught a 60 pound fish. They were delicious. I dried off
one, being sent for to dine in one of the cabins, and one of the sailors brought
2 or 3 pounds down and gave the family. When we got to the Grouse Islands we
had very bad luck. It is one days voyage or about 30 miles from Quebec, and is
customary for all ships that bring immigrants to put on shore to be examined by
the doctors and if any are ill, the ship is detained. But we had no illness on
board, although there was so many poor, being 104 of us in the steerage. Well
it was very rough sea and we went on shore on Sunday afternoon, and began to
wash directly, as we had so many dirty things to wash. They make you wash
everything as they send and examine, the ship, send everything on shore
belonging to the steerage passengers to be looked over. How I did wish I had
been in the cabin. Well, as we got done the next day by dinner, Hayward, boys
and girls, all helping, the captain said mine should go back first, as we had
so many, we could get them placed before the rest came on board. I thought it
very kind, but it proved very unlucky for some of our luggage, as a stave of
the long boat drove out and let the water in. We stood on shore and saw it go
down with all our clean luggage, some we got again but lost two beds, 1
mattress, some pillows, all our bolsters, and many other things, besides
spoiling almost all the rest, all of my books, ribbons, gloves, silks,
handkerchiefs, caps, needles, shoes, and I don't know what. But there were no
lives lost. As they got us beside the ship, they could not get the hooks on in
time to keep it from going down. Therefore the loss. I was taken very ill in
Montreal. Caught cold as we laid down in our beds and slept in the warehouse
to save expense and I kept getting worse for a week, traveling all the while up
the rapids in a DENAM boat, as they call them, and laying in a place like a dog
kennel. Was at last obliged to stop at a farmers house in the states. They
were very nice people, sent three miles for a doctor. He stayed with me for
more than 3 hours. Very nice, just like our doctor at home. I laid there for
five days, then was wrapped in blankets and carried in a wagon to the steamer
and put in the ladies cabin as I could not sit up. I was very weak, and the
expense was great. I was afraid we would not be able to reach our journeys
end. But thank God we have on July 6th and glad enough. Thank God we are all
pretty well now. We had 20 miles to travel by land, in wagons drawn by two
horses each. The roads were very bad, being made and mended with large
timbers. Trees flung across and all the bridges are made in the same way.
Timber is of no value here. Millions are burnt to get them out of the way. We
are 700 miles up the country at a place called Oxford Coast. The settlers here
are almost all English, Irish, And Scotch. We have no church nearer than 6 or
7 miles, which makes it very unpleasant. They never go to any place to
worship, but go in the woods, picknicking, picking wild flowers, and shooting
wild turkeys, pidgeons, and the like. One can buy venison for 1 1/2 cents a
pound. We have a good living, as Hayward and Charles can earn that at day
labor. And when we get a farm I shall be quite at home again. I think the
twice long till my brother Tom and his family arrive, also my sister Betsy &
family. I am sure they can all do so much better here than in England. I hope
you will send me a letter by then, my dear Mrs. Wicks, give my love to Mr. W.
and tell him I wish he & you would come and see us and this country. The
Yankees are a fine lot, all wear beads & earrings. I must get some beads or I
shall be thought nothing of. They wonder I have none. And just coming from
England, some have 40 or 50 beads on a long string and the other part nothing,
and some have a piece of wire in their ears but there is no good beer. No
wine, although there is so much fruit. They all drink whisky which I do not
like. The means of traveling is generally on horseback as the roads are so
bad. Horses are very fine and gentle."
The rest of this letter was either lost or it was never finished and
sent it on. Copied from the letter given to me by Hettie Isabella McPhail
HAYWARD.
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