Saturday, December 24, 2011

6 new Billington boys born this year 2011!


Troy Jerry Bingham born Dec. 14, 2011. 7lbs 5 oz.  20 inches long.  He is the son of Sara LeAnn Rankin Bingham and T.J. Bingham, grandson of Bill and Lana Rankin and great grandson of Blondie Billington Rasmussen


Samuel Kole Billington was born Sept 12.  7lb 13oz .He is the son of Jeremy and Stephanie Billington, grandson of Bill  and Sandy Billington and great grand son of Bill and Wilma Billington.
 
Aaden Josiah Claar was born August 15th at 10:53 p.m.! He was 5 lbs. 8 oz. and 17 inches. Son of Jenni and Aaron Claar, grandson of Joy Claar and great grandson of Jo and Lyall Billington Spooner.

 Liam Elijah Bell  born August 13 at 5:31 pm He is 7 pounds 8 ounces; 21 inches long!son of Becca and Aaron Bell, grandson of Lana and Bill Rankin, great-grandson of Blondie Billington Rasmussen
  
James Thomas Cheney born June 22   9 lbs 5 oz, and was 21 inches long! Son of Tina and John Cheney, grandson of Lana Rankin, great grand son of Blondie Billington Rasmussen
 Emmitt Cole Griswold  Jan 25   son of Cindy and Kevin Griswold, grandson of Jack  and Jackie Billington.

CONGRATULATIONS !!!

Tuesday, October 25, 2011

How Dee met Estella Loring Boyden

ESTELLA LORING BOYDEN
Estella Loring Boyden was born June 6, 1869. Her death certificate said she was born in Newfoundland. Family records say she was born on board a ship off the coast of Cape Breton near Nova Scotia. Her mother's last name was McDonald. John Alexander McDonald, who became
the first prime minister of Canada, was her mother's mother's brother. Estella's mother died in Eastport, Maine, a year after Estella was born. Estella was raised in a French Convent in Michigan.
where, she learned to do French needlework and other handiwork. Later in life she had placed first in needlework, at the St. Louis World's Fair, for a lace table cloth in very fine lace called "rose point."
When her father, Elijah, settled in Deadwood, South Dakota, and opened a photography shop, he sent for Estella. She appears on the Census records for Deadwood 1880 as a 10 year old girl. She became active in school, community, and  in a local church there and even sang in the church choir for many years.   

One day when she was about 14 years old , the church choir sang for the territorial jail. The jailer, Dee Billington, took notice of her. He later commented that he knew then she was the one for him ... although he had always said he wanted to remain single and never settle down.
Dee showed a lot of interest in her, but Elijah did not approve because of the differences in ages. When Elijah went on a picture- taking spree in Canada, Estella begged to go with him. He refused and she insisted that if he would not take her with him, she would be married by the time he came back. Sure enough while Elijah was gone, Estella and Dee were married in the nearby county seat, Lead City, Lawrence County, Dakota Territory. The date was March 19, 1884.
Her first born son died of diphtheria soon after his birth in 1885 and one other child, Edna, also died about 1897. However she had seven other children which kept her very busy at home. She died a few days after giving birth to her last child at age 39, March 13, 1909. Her children remember well that she had always planned to have something special waiting for them after school. So they would hurry home to find a baked goodie or new doll clothes or doll furniture or some toy she had made for them.
She was also a very private person and she had a living room lined with books. Her best friends were probably more interesting than the average Spearfish citizen. They were authors who had come from the city to write.
A glowing tribute to her was written in the local paper about her upon her death: "Mrs. Billington was a woman whose heart and soul were wrapped up in her home and her family. No outside pleasures could lure her from the pleasure of caring for them and making that home the
brightest spot on earth for those for whom she lived. The simple domestic beauty of her character was like a benediction in the home and the void which is left by her departure will never be filled.
She has earned the highest tribute to which woman can aspire in this life .. "a faithful wife and loving mother."



 This story from Estelle Fontana about her mother has been handed down as traditional, however, local newspapers during that time indicate that Elijah did not go to photograph Canada until May of 1884, so he most likely  bought the farm in St. Onge for the new couple before he left.  We have a copy of the marriage certificate dated March 19, 1884.


Future  Blogs: Elijah Boyden and  the Billington Children

Stagecoach

This is a picture of the Deadwood Stage, typical of what a stagecoach  looked like in 1885 when Dee drove the stage coach or rode shot gun between Deadwood and Spearfish for a stagecoach company for several years. 

This is the only picture we have of Dee during this time. He became a Stagecoach driver/or shot gun in 1884.

  His brother, Meriot, arrived in Deadwood in 1884 and also got a job driving Stageoach for McClintock's  Company.  Meriot and his family will be spotlighted in a future Billington Blog. (this picture donated by his Meriot's granddaughter).

The mother of these Billington's, Florinda, came to visit them in Deadwood, by stagecoach, and then returned again to Kansas City in 1887.  It is believed that Mariot returned to Kansas City a few years later, around 1890.

In 1886 Dee's Brother, James, married Adelaide Beuter and settled in Deadwood..  Their first born, a son, died the following year.  Later they had two girls who will be spotlighted in a future Billington Blog. 

New research shows that Dee's sister Roberta lived near Deadwood in the Red River area with her husband, Tom Hardwick from 1878 to 1879. Her story will be told in a future Billington Blog.


Sunday, October 9, 2011

Indian Stories

"Your Horses or Your Scalp?
"When Dad was living in Deadwood South Dakota, he had many
responsibilities. One story you might like is as follows:
Dad had to go down Spearfish Valley to bring back the body of a
Mr. Deffenbaugh who was killed by Indians. Spearfish valley was the
last battleground for the Sioux and the Crow Indians. There were
still sporadic raids and the Indians were also protesting the White
man's invasion of the Black Hills. People were very cautious if they
had to leave Deadwood. Dad and another man, wrapped the wagon
wheels and the horses feet with gunny sacks and left at night hoping
the Indians would not see or hear them. They thought they would be
back before daylight. However, they didn't make it before daylight.
When crossing the flat land before the hill to Deadwood they saw a
band of about 50 Indians riding toward them. The other man readied
his gun to shoot. Dad grabbed his gun and pushed it down yelling at
him, "What are you doing? What chance would we have ... two of us and
about 50 of them?!!!"
"Well, I'd take a couple with me anyway."
"If we Just stay calm and wait for them, they might not
do anything," Dad replied.
Reason prevailed and when the Indians approached, Dad recognized his
friend, Yellow Bird. He wanted to know what they were doing out of
Deadwood. When they explained their reason, Yellow Bird said they
had better let him escort them to Deadwood. So they did •.. to where
the road went down hill into Deadwood. Yellow Bird said they should
have their horses for the safe escort to Deadwood. So Dad unhitched
the horses and gave them to the Indians. His friend was furious!
To which Dad simply replied:
"Would you rather lose the horses or your scalp?" 


"THE BATTLE OF THE LITTLE BIGHORN"
"Earlier in his career, Custer had been friendly with the Indians and
had even become a "blood brother." No Indian would have killed him.
They knew him well as "Yellow Hair." D.S. Billington said three
Indian Chiefs told him what really happened and he thoroughly
believed them.
Custer was conceited and took his own way disregarding any advice.
He was put out of the Army for this, but when the Army planned a
campaign against the Indians, they recalled him because he was
experienced. Custer was glad to be reinstated. They planned to
encircle the Indian forces. Custer would come from one side and
General Reno from the other side and meet at the Little Bighorn.
Custer got there first and saw that the Indian force was small.
Thinking he could finish them off quickly he didn't wait for Reno.
He under estimated the Indians and was caught in the trap they had
set.
His men were killed and Custer was disgraced. History books all say
Custer was the last man standing. D.S. said that the reason he was
the last one standing is because they wouldn't kill him, he killed
himself and saved himself from saying he made a terrible mistake."
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To see historical link: http://www.eyewitnesstohistory.com/custer.htm...note the line:  "The real reason is unknown."
"The Last Hunting Ground"
A book D.S. Billington read from cover to cover over and over was
"The Last Hunting Ground" by Annie Talent. She described South
Dakota accurately as it was during his time there. 

The Buffalo Hunt by James Fontana

"My grandfather went to South Dakota on a buffalo hunt when he was about 19 or 20 years old.  It was during the Gold Rush to the Black Hills.  The white men killed many buffalo  just for sport and the Indians did not like it because they were killing off the buffalo which the Indians needed for food, clothing, shelter, and weapons. The Indians also thought the white men were very clumsy hunters.

I do not know how Grandfather first met Chief Yellowbird, but the chief knew that grandfather was a very good rider.  One time grandfather met Chief Yellowbird and about 50 Indians where they were going to hunt buffalo. Chief Yellowbird invited Grandfather to hunt with them  Grandfather was very pleased because the Indians never let white men hunt buffalo with them.  Grandfather knew he would have to do what the Indians did and follow the Chief's instructions.  First he took the saddle and blanket off his horse.  Then he took off his clothes wearing only his cartridge belt and carrying his gun.

The Indians formed a long line, one behind the other, with Chief Yellowbird at the head.  At first they trotten easily until the chief signaled them to stop.  He had sighted the buffalo grazing.  They then proceeded at a slow, quiet walk,.still in single file. until they had circled around so the buffalo were between them and the direction of the wind. so the buffalo would not get their scent and start running.

Chief Yellowbird signaled again and each hunter turned his pony toward the buffalo.  Now they were in one long line riding abreat, still slowly and quietly.  They proceeded this way..closing in on the herd until the first buffalo raised his head, gave a warning snort and started the herd moving.  Then with a yell the chief signaled for the stampede and every pony broke into a wild gallop into the buffalo heard.  It was a serious and dangerous game.  There is just one place to shoot a buffalo to fell it quickly.  That is right behind the left fore leg.  You can see that it is not an easy shot for a target running wildly and from a pony on a fast gallop.  But to wound a buffalo and not kill it was asking for death.  A wounded buffalo was likely to turn and charge horse and rider and in that mass of wild animals one could only hope his pony could out run the enraged buffalo.  It was no boy's game and only those who were sure of their ability to shoot took part in it.

Each Indian killed one buffalo and when his buffalo fell, the hunter dropped a moccasin beside it as he rode by.  Later, after he rode back to camp, his squaw came and identified his buffalo by the moccasin, which she had made, and she skinned the animal, cut off the meat, wrapped it in the hide and carried it back to camp on a horse or travois.  The young boys and girls might help, but never the hunters or warriors.

As Grandfather had no moccasin to mark his kill, they knew his buffalo was the one not marked.  Grandfather gave his buffalo to Chief Yellowbird to be cooked for a feast for his people as a token of thanks for letting him ride with them.  Of course the chief invited him to the feast, but Grandfather had to ride on to Deadwood.  This was an honor that was accorded to very few white men . It was a very high compliment for the Indians to pay to Grandfather's riding and hunting ability."


Note:: from Estelle:  Every bit of the buffalo was used by the Indians. The hides for tee pees, clothes, boots, straps, etc.  The horns for powder horns, dippers, etc. The bones for tools, scrapers, needles, etc.  Nothing was wasted.  The buffaloes killed by white men, were killed by buffalo hunters for the army.  They just took the hump which was the choicest meat and left thee rest.  This naturally angered the Indians to se this waste of one of their main resources.