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Note: 141-g6Le7 Samuel6 Mott Leggett, Dr. born March 27, 1820 at West Farms, (Manhattan, NY City, NY)
died July 24, 1883, buried Oakhill cemetery, Pontiac, MI
1st married September 2, 1844 to Julia Coles, in Manhattan NY City, at the house of Dr. J. Noyes
born 1825
died November 4, 1850
2nd married December 23, 1852 to Deborah William Phelps, at the house of Alfred Williams in Oakland Co., Pontiac, Michigan; by Rev.
Oliver Taylor
born November 23, 1829
died May 26, 1871, buried Oakhill cemetery, Pontiac, MI
3rd married March 19, 1874 to a Lucy Button or Lucy Ann Cowes. It's possible that she was a widow and one was her maiden name. Which is which is not known.
Children (Leggett) 4: 1 boy, 3 girls
by his first wife
138-g7Le7 Oscar7 Coles
139-g7Le7 Julia7
by his second wife
140-g7Le7 Ada7
141-g7Le7 Louisa7
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The New York Times, 6 August 1883
DIED.
LEGGETT.-At Detroit, Michigan, after a long illness, SAMUEL MOTT LEGGETT, formerly of this City.
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Earl Leggett claims the first wife of Samuel Mott Leggett was the widow of Sylvanus Leggett, 1812-1840, son of Thomas Leggett and his first wife Avis Jenkins. All the rest of the information below checks out perfectly with that provided by LotLL and persons (Larry and Kathy McCurdy) in Michigan near to Samuel's branch. Earl's list of their children:
CHILDREN OF WILLIAM LEGGETT
AS MENTIONED ABOVE GENERATION 29
Gen. 30.
Samuel Leggett, born March 27, 1820, New York City. Was (three) times married. First time on September 2, 1844 to Julia Coles Leggett (Widow of Sylvanus Leggett), Generation 30, as mentioned under children of Thomas Leggett and (first wife) Avis Jenkins. Samuel married (second time) to one named Deborah Phelps on December 23, 1852. She was born year 1829 and died year of 1871. Semuel was married (third time) to one named Lucy Ann Cowles Button on __________. Samuel died in Detriot, Michigan, July 21, 1883.
CHILDREN OF SAMUEL LEGGETT AND (FIRST) WIFE JULIA COLES LEGGETT
AS MENTIONED IN GENERATION 30.
Gen. 31.
Oscar Leggett, born in New York City, in year of 1844 and he married on ________ to one named Addie Bird. Oscar died year of 1916 in Utica, New York. His widow was still living September 1935 near Flint, Michigan.
Gen. 31. Julia Leggett, born year of 1847 and married on _________ to one named Alvin Whitehead. He was born year of 1841 and died year of 1896. Julia died year of 1920.
CHILDREN OF SAMUEL LEGGETT AND (SECOND) WIFE DEBORAH PHELPS
AS MENTIONED IN GENERATION 30.
Gen. 31.
Ada Louise Leggett, born year of 1854, married on _________ to one named Edward C. Smith Jr. and lived at Pontiac, Michigan. They had several children. Ada died year of 1909.
Gen. 31.
Alfred Augustus Leggett, born year of 1857. No record of marriage died year of 1876.
Source:
Section No. 2 - Division No. 1
Descendants of One Named Gabriel Leggett
Compiled by Branches and Generations
Starting of the Twenty-fifth Generation
of the Old Leggett Record
Brought From Essex, England
In the Year of
1635 - A.D.
Pages 22 and 23
[By Earl Palmer Leggett, 1925, with later additions]
Julia's birth date of 1825, given above, conflicts with the 1850 U. S. Census, which lists her age as 31, a year older than her husband.
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1850 United States Federal Census Record
about Samuel M Liggett
Name: Samuel M Liggett
Age: 30
Estimated birth year: abt 1820
Birth place: New York
Gender: Male
Home in 1850
(City,County,State): New York Ward 9 District 1, New York, New York
Image Source: Year: 1850; Census Place: New York Ward 9 District 1, New York, New York; Roll: M432_543; Page: 164; Image: 330.
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This is surely his death record, although the middle initial is wrong and a "Samuel" is listed as female:
LEGGETT, SAMUEL L
Date of death: 26-Jul-1883
Ledger Page: 278
Record Number: 1564
Place of death: DETROIT
County of Death: Wayne
Sex: Female
Race: WHITE
Marital Status: Married
Age: 62 years 3 months
Cause of Death: SOFTENING OF BRAIN
Birthplace: NEW YORK
Occupation: PHYSICIAN
Father's Name: Unknown, First name not recorded
Father's Residence: UNKNOWN
Mother's Name: UNKNOWN, First name not recorded
Mother's Residence: UNKNOWN
Date of record: 6-May-1884
Names are in the form last name, first, middle. The notation Not Recorded or NR above indicates that the ledger page was left blank in that spot.
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Copyright © 2001 Michigan Dept. Communty Health
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There is also this:
LEGGETT, S S
Date of death: 26-Jul-1884
Ledger Page: 240
Record Number: 262
Place of death: DETROIT
County of Death: Wayne
Sex: Male
Race: WHITE
Marital Status: Married
Age: 64 years
Cause of Death: SOFTENING OF BRAIN
Birthplace: NEW YORK
Occupation: PHYSICIAN
Father's Name: Leggett, First name not recorded
Father's Residence: DECEASED
Mother's Name: LEGGETT, First name not recorded
Mother's Residence: DECEASED
Date of record: 24-Apr-1885
Names are in the form last name, first, middle. The notation Not Recorded or NR above indicates that the ledger page was left blank in that spot.
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Copyright © 2001 Michigan Dept. Communty Health
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43. That said Samuel M. Leggett, another of the children of William H. Leggett, deceased, and mentioned in his said will, has also since departed this life without exercising the power of appointment conferred upon him in and by the said will of his said father, and leaving three children him surviving, viz., the defendants Oscar Leggett, Julia C. Whitehead and Ada L. Smith, his only heirs at law.
From p. 74 of:
ANNA SCHELL, INDIVIDUALLY AND AS SOLE SURVIVING ADMINSTRATRIX,
WITH THE WILL ANNEXED OF THE GOODS, CHATTELS AND CREDITS
LEFT UNADMINISTERED OF THOMAS LEGGETT, DECEASED,
Plaintiff,
Against
MARY E. CORSE, AND OTHERS,
Defendants.
SUMMONS AND COMPLAINT.
JOHN THEALL,
Plaintiff's Attorney,
Nos. 45 and 47 Wall Street,
New York City.
Robert B. King, Printer, 89 William St., N. Y.
Dated New York, October 1, 1891.
Electronically transcribed, March 2003, by David John Leggett, b. 1961, 4th great grandson of Thomas Leggett, 1755-1843.
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Michigan history magazine - Google Books Result by Michigan Historical Commission, Michigan State ... - 1921
THE LEGEND OF ME-NAH-SA-GOR-NING
BY SAMUEL M. LEGGETT
PONTIAC
IN the State of Michigan, in one county alone, that of Oakland, is a chain of beautiful clear lakes, some four hundred in number, many of them miles in length and width. Around these wind the roadways over beaches of white pebbles shaded by the "forest primeval." Two rivers, the Huron and Clinton, run through these lakes, and in their tortuous forms wind and turn and twist, till after a course of hundreds of miles they at last rest in Lakes Erie and St. Clair.
These rivers are in summer dotted with the water lily. As they flow on through the "Openings," on their banks are huge old oaks, under which in the "days that are gone" stood many a wigwam.
The legend which I have attempted to versify is founded upon an incident occurring at Orchard Lake long before the coming of the white man and while the grand farms now lying around it were merely a vast "Oak Opening," its sole occupants the Indian and the wild beast.
Very near the center of Orchard Lake is a large island wooded to its very shore. On it are a few apple trees, "old and gnarled," remnants of an orchard planted so long ago that the Indians even have no data concerning it. Its name, "Me-nah-sa-gor-ning," meaning "Apple1 place," still lives in tradition. On this island the Algonquin chief Pontiac is said to have had his lodge after his repulse at the siege of Detroit. On the high bank of this lake, opposite the island, is still to be seen the ancient burial ground of the Sacs, Hurons and Wyandots.
Tradition says that back beyond the memory of the red men a young chief sickened and suddenly died. The maiden to whom he was betrothed became insane, and whenever she could escape from her guardians, would take the body of the chief from its resting place in the old ground across the lake and carry it back where the lodge formerly stood.
At last, weary of guarding her,- with the advice of their medicine man the tribe killed her, upon her refusal to marry. This crime, so directly opposed to all former Indian custom, so offended the Great Spirit that he avowed his intention totally to destroy the tribe and to give the maiden "as long as water flowed," complete control of it.
She was given the power to assume her form at any time. She could compel the attendance of the tribe by the beating of the Indian drum. At this sound they must gather and wait at the spot where an old canoe had been gradually covered by the drifting sands. Upon the signal of her coming with her dead, the warriors must meet her on the shore, bear the chief to his bier and lay him down by the ashes of his council fire, waiting beside him until she could caress him, then carry1 him back to his resting place.
All, however, must be done between sunset and sunrise, a foggy night being always chosen to elu.de observation.
On the cedar-crowned beach of Me-nah-sa-gor-ning,
Where the waves o'er the pebbles roll slowly ashore.
And the ruby-eyed gull with her head 'neath her wing
Sleeps calm on her nest when her day's flight is o'er.
Lies an ancient canoe, buried deep in the sand
That the storms in their fury have over it spread,
And at eve when the fog rolls away o'er the land.
This canoe rises up and is launched by the dead.
******
As the night-hawk whirls by with a swoop over head.
And the loon's trilling cry rises shrill from the bay,
In the west the calm lake is with diamond dust spread,
And in garnet-hued clouds the red sun fades away.
O'er the marsh hangs a fog, and all wildly it trends,
Rolling backward and forward through valley and hill
And it wavers like smoke where the still river bends,
And it toys with the alders, yet never is still.
Then it fondles the flags, and its pearly drops press
The soft cheek of the iris while filling its urn;
And it spreads o'er the mosses a spray cover'd dress.
And it trickles a-down the green fronds of the fern.
List! the roll of a drum. The gaunt wolf sneaks away,
And the dead rise from graves 'mong the roots of the trees,
And listening a moment, they hasten away
And their foot-fall is heard on the fog-laden breeze.
They are seeking faint trails, and they halt, as each sign
Comes again as of old on their wildering sight,
And they wind through the trees till their torches of pine
Gleam like nebulous stars through the curtain of 'night.
They are gathered all armed where the stranded canoe
On the mist-hidden lake floats as light as of yore,
And they wait on the beach till a distant halloo
Rolls away on the night from the opposite shore.
O'er the lake where the pines laugh the wild winds to
scorn. And still sigh for the dead who are dust on Earth's breast,
Echo shouts to old Echo, till far distant borne
Like a play-wearied child it sinks down to its rest.
With a sound on the air like the loon's pattering feet
When it drags o'er the lake as it rises for flight,
A canoe's glistening prow cuts the waves as they meet,
And mingles their spray with the dew-drops of night.
There's a swaying of reeds where the ripples pass through;
With a murmur of waves seething over the sand;
When through rifts of the fog looms a tiny canoe,
That an Indian girl slowly guides to the land.
In the frail birchen shell she is paddling alone,
As it surges along o'er the white-crested wave,
And she heedeth no sound save a low undertone
Like the dirge that the mourners chant over a grave.
Bending low o'er a form that seems nodding in sleep,
With her paddle she checks the canoe's rapid way.
Till it noiselessly rests where the sentinels keep
Steadfast watch all the night for the coming of day.
Ere the light floating bark crush the beautiful weeds
That are draping each stone with their emerald green.
She has guided its prow where the brown-tufted reeds
Throw their buds in her lap, as she passes between.
As she leaves her small craft by the stranded canoe.
And glides in through the mist where the warriors meet,
In the hush of the night-time the shoal water through.
Comes a dull plashing sound as of moccasined feet.
Looking back like the doe, when the wolf's distant cry
Swelling loud on the wind breaks at night on her ear,
Stands the maid in deep shadow, while silently by
Aged warriors pass with the chief on his bier.
With a sound like slow rain, each foot moves a leaf
That has mouldered long years in the old forest trail;
While the drone of the wave, and low chant for the chief
Float quiveringly up over hilltop and dale.
'Neath an old fallen pine, whose bared roots are all torn.
And are knotted and twined like huge serpents in fight.
On dressed skins of the deer, lies the chief they have borne
Over moss-cover'd paths through the darkness of night.
From the rain-dimpled ashes, time-furrowed and gray,
Through the cedars the council-fire glimmers once more;
And its flame through the mist throws a pale lurid ray
On the maiden's slight form as she comes from the shore.
She kneels down in the midst of the warriors there,
With her little hands clasped o'er her blanketed head.
And far out o'er the lake in the fog-thickened air
Floats the dirge that the mourner chants over her dead.
"I have borne thee again from the distant shore,
I am kneeling, Beloved, by thy side once more,
And the night goes byDost thou think of me still in the Spirit Land?
Oh! Lov'd, Oh! Lostcould'st thou clasp my hand I would gladly die."
"They will bear thee away from my sight again,
And the Autumn's dried leaves and the Summer's rain
Will fall on thy breast. Wilt thou think, Love, of me, when the evening showers
Shed their tears with mine on the beautiful flowers
Where thy head shall rest?"
Once again the mute throng with a slow muffled tread,
Wend their way o'er the beach to the stranded canoe;
Once again through the foam gently bearing the dead,
Go the warriors plashing the shoal water through.
Kindly hands take her own; with a look of despair,
While yet warm on her lips breathes her simple refrain
She moves on in the trail of the sad mourners there,
As the fawn follows on when the doe has been slain.
In the silence of grief, peering out through the dark,
On the shore with her dead stands the listening maid;
Rocking light on the wave the once stranded bark,
Slowly glides where the bier of the chieftain is laid.
Not a sound on the beach from that shadowy crew,
As they lift the dead form of the warrior there;
Not a sound on the lake as that ancient canoe
Floats as silently out as the mist on the air.
Leaning forward, she stands with her hand to her ear;
And she listens, where all seems as still as the grave.
And she peers through the gloomnot a sound can she hear
Save the moan and the plash of the incoming wave.
Then the maid, stooping down, holds her little brown
hand, Where the waves flecked with foam die away on the shore,
Till she knows that the swell surging up o'er the sand Is a messenger back from the bark passing o'er.
******
She has passed through the mist, as the sentinel's cry
Telling daylight is near rises piercing and shrill;
And again o'er the lake the old echoes reply,
And then murmuring turn in their sleep and are still.
In their old forest graves sleep the shadowy band
And the fog melts away with the first ray of morn
While the ancient canoe sinks again to the sand
And the gulls scream aloud in their greeting of dawn.
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http://www.mcgi.state.mi.us/hso/sites/11310.htm
Andrews-Leggett House
722 Farr Street, Commerce vicinity - Oakland County Other Names Field House
Property Type house
Historic Use DOMESTIC/single dwelling
Current Use COMMERCE/TRADE/business
Style Greek Revival
Narrative Description The Andrews-Leggett House is a five-bay, center-entrance, two-story, gable-roofed, Greek Revival House. The gable at each end is treated as a pediment. Each has a window in its center screened by an unusual triangular louver whose upper edges parallel the slope of the roof on either side. Built in 1837, this part of the structure has an earth-floor basement and eighteen-inch thick, split fieldstone basement walls. The rear wing appears to be very early in its construction and may also date from 1837. It contains the remains of a brick oven. In 1855 the house was enlarged and remodelled. An addition with its gable end to the street was constructed across the center of the house's front facade. A four-foot deep projection from the addition's front contains a semi-octagonal bay window downstairs topped by a small, covered porch upstairs. This part of the house has a simple raking cornice without returns rather than the pedimental treatment of the 1837 portion. Matching Greek Revival porches in the angles on each side between the 1855 addition and front of the 1837 main addition appear to be remnants of a veranda that probably extended entirely across the front prior to the 1855 addition; in them square wood piers support the roofs with matching pilasters at the corners. A two-story, stepped, bay window unit that appears on the 1837 main section may also date from 1855. The entire house is of hewn, timber-frame construction with clapboard covering and an asphalt shingle roof.
Statement of Significance In the context of Michigan's pre-Civil War architecture, the Andrews-Leggett House is a highly unusual hybrid of original Greek Revival and later Victorian design exemplifying high quality craftsmanship and containing notable architectural and decorative features, including stencilled wall decorations. The house contains the only thus far documented examples of 1830s and 1840s stencilled wall decorations in Michigan. Amasa Andrews purchased the land upon which the Andrews-Leggett House is constructed in 1837. In 1853, he sold the house to attorney and County Prosecutor Augustus C. Baldwin who sold it to gentleman farmer Samuel M. Leggett in 1855. The Leggetts inhabited the house for seventeen years before selling it. The house's importance in architectural terms stems from two sources. In its embodiment of a New England house type and New England Greek Revival detailing, the house's main section is a particularly clear illustration of the transplanting of architectural forms from New England to southwestern Michigan by early Michigan settlers and draftsmen from New England and upstate New York. In plan and form the main section exemplifies the "New England Large" house form at the height of its popularity in New England in the late eighteenth and early nineteenth centuries. A second area of importance relates to the 1855 enlargement and renovations. The front-facing wing centered on the facade of the original house is unique among Michigan houses of that era, as far as we are aware, as the means of gaining additional space. The panelled archways between the living and dining roofs and the dining room and kitchen are impressive examples of mid-nineteenth-century cabinetry and also unique among Michigan houses of that period as far as we area aware.
Period of Significance 1826-1865
Significant Date(s) Built 1837-55
Registry Type(s) 06/12/1987 National Register listed
Site ID# P24431
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From: Leggett, David
Sent: Friday, May 06, 2011 2:16 PM
To: 'kenan.benton@att.net'
Subject: RE: Samuel Mott Leggett
Do you read the inscription as being to LC Coles? Samuel Mott Leggett had married Julia Coles in 1844. I`m thinking the recipient of this book must have been her father or brother? I don`t have a clue as to her parentage.
Well known work, certainly. Wonder if the gift was only volume II?! Would seem strange.
I`ll have to check the 1850 census.
From: kenan.benton@att.net [mailto:kenan.benton@att.net]
Sent: Friday, May 06, 2011 12:53 PM
To: Leggett, David
Subject: Re: Samuel Mott Leggett
David:
Thanks for the email.
I have bought books all my adult life and going into old book stores has been my passion whenever I traveled on business. Now that I am "retired", I have begun to thin my collection. This book is not in great shape at all - the front and back covers are intact, but there is no binding remaining on the spine. Inside the book is the inscription: L L Coles from S M Leggett April 1st 1847. On the next page is a small book plate that bears the name Samuel Mott Leggett. The book was Volume 2 of Democracy In America by Alexis de Toqueville and was published in 1845. My guess was that due to the book plate bearing his name, the book was in his personal library and he gave it as a gift to Coles. I never had Volume 1, so I imagine it remained in his library. The de Toqueville book was widely read and his take on how democracy was working as viewed by an outsider, was well thought of in the day. No matter what we thought of the Europeans. we still desired their respect!
I think I purchased this book in the old Birmingham Book and Magazine (long since gone) in the late 60's. I know they bought big lots of books from estates.
I will try to attach a scan of this inscription for you. I wish I had his pensmanship!
Thanks for replying.
From: "Leggett, David" <David.Leggett@fns.usda.gov>
To: kenan.benton@att.net
Sent: Wednesday, May 4, 2011 1:36 PM
Subject: RE: Samuel Mott Leggett
Kenan--I have been away since the 20th just back.
He is an uncle of mine, several greats involved in that, of course. I guess you saw what little I had on my website. What book was that?
David
-----Original Message-----
From: kenan.benton@att.net [mailto:kenan.benton@att.net]
Sent: Monday, April 25, 2011 8:33 AM
To: Leggett, David
Subject: Samuel Mott Leggett
David:
This is not a spam message!
I had written a request to a few people regarding Samuel Mott Leggett because I
have an old book that he signed and gave as a gift in 1847. I was just trying
to find more information on him before I sold the book. When I googled the
name, I got several small bits on finformation. it was mostly that he was born
in New York and later moved to Michigan. I got a reply from a lady who told me
you might be the expert!
So if ther is a biography or anything written about him, I'd truly like to read
it.
If there is no further information, thank you anyway for taking the time to read
this email.
Ken Benton
kenan.benton@att.net
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