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#	Person ID	Last Name	First Name	Birth Date	Death Date	Living	note	Tree
2301	I540	Warren	DeLavantia Elizabeth	10 Nov 1835	Bef 1910	0	Letter written by Grant Lupfer. April 10 It took my father six months in 1853 to make only a part of that trip - and to write a little history. My Father had Jane-10; Lewis-5; James-3; George-1; when they crossed the plains. My mother's family: Father and Mother-50 and 49; Oscar Warren -22; Lansing-20; De Lavantia Elizabeth-18-my Mother; James- 14; William-13. My father got thru well - but my mother's folks when they arrived at the Fort Hall location in Idaho near Boise were so badly off that they took the rear wheels of their wagon and made a cart of it and used the best yoke of oxen from there to the Portland area and the two remaining oxen to be killed for food. And all the children walked barefoot from there to the end of the trip and only carried what had to be for absolute needs. My mother had some sheets that she had woven and carried them until she had to throw them by the wayside - she was so little - never weighed more than 108 or 110. In later years my father's wife died and my mother had married and had Raleigh, David and Vesta Anne and became a widow. Grandmother Warren kept house for my father a while, then my mother moved in with her three children and they were married. And when I look back on that hardship, I wonder how they stood it. And my mother had the most wonderful discipline. One of our real sins was to snuff our nose instead of using our hankies. At the table once when we were all seated - help and all - about fourteen, help and all, I snuffed my nose (I was probably six) - I heard my mother's foot tap on the floor. I looked and caught her eye. A side-wise nod of the head that meant leave the table - and I quietly left until the meal was over and then I finished my meal but no one except myself and mother knew what had happened. And there were very few "don't's" in my childhood. I was allowed a lot of leeway. One day while on the old ranch, a man passing by while I was out in front, stopped to pass the time of day and asked who lived there, etc. And asked me it I was a good boy. I told him I "minded my mother". He said, "Well, you are a pretty good boy if you mind your mother." My early childhood was a very happy one - we were never "hard up" - good horses, cattle, sheep, wagons, etc., well-kept fences, barns, harness, etc. Source xerox page from my family history files. pp 100, 101. Foulkes, Allied Families, 1952.	bratt01
2302	I566	Warren	Emmett Lansing	Cal 1832	18 Mar 1922	0	Washington, Select Death Certificates, 1907-1960 [database on-line]. Provo, UT, USA: Ancestry.com Operations, Inc., 2014. FHL File No. 1992888	bratt01
2303	I566	Warren	Emmett Lansing	Cal 1832	18 Mar 1922	0	Letter written by Grant Lupfer. April 10 It took my father six months in 1853 to make only a part of that trip - and to write a little history. My Father had Jane-10; Lewis-5; James-3; George-1; when they crossed the plains. My mother's family: Father and Mother-50 and 49; Oscar Warren -22; Lansing-20; De Lavantia Elizabeth-18-my Mother; James- 14; William-13. My father got thru well - but my mother's folks when they arrived at the Fort Hall location in Idaho near Boise were so badly off that they took the rear wheels of their wagon and made a cart of it and used the best yoke of oxen from there to the Portland area and the two remaining oxen to be killed for food. And all the children walked barefoot from there to the end of the trip and only carried what had to be for absolute needs. My mother had some sheets that she had woven and carried them until she had to throw them by the wayside - she was so little - never weighed more than 108 or 110. In later years my father's wife died and my mother had married and had Raleigh, David and Vesta Anne and became a widow. Grandmother Warren kept house for my father a while, then my mother moved in with her three children and they were married. And when I look back on that hardship, I wonder how they stood it. And my mother had the most wonderful discipline. One of our real sins was to snuff our nose instead of using our hankies. At the table once when we were all seated - help and all - about fourteen, help and all, I snuffed my nose (I was probably six) - I heard my mother's foot tap on the floor. I looked and caught her eye. A side-wise nod of the head that meant leave the table - and I quietly left until the meal was over and then I finished my meal but no one except myself and mother knew what had happened. And there were very few "don't's" in my childhood. I was allowed a lot of leeway. One day while on the old ranch, a man passing by while I was out in front, stopped to pass the time of day and asked who lived there, etc. And asked me it I was a good boy. I told him I "minded my mother". He said, "Well, you are a pretty good boy if you mind your mother." My early childhood was a very happy one - we were never "hard up" - good horses, cattle, sheep, wagons, etc., well-kept fences, barns, harness, etc. Source xerox page from my family history files. pp 100, 101. Foulkes, Allied Families, 1952.	bratt01
2304	I3105	Warren	James H	Cal 1838		0	Letter written by Grant Lupfer. April 10 It took my father six months in 1853 to make only a part of that trip - and to write a little history. My Father had Jane-10; Lewis-5; James-3; George-1; when they crossed the plains. My mother's family: Father and Mother-50 and 49; Oscar Warren -22; Lansing-20; De Lavantia Elizabeth-18-my Mother; James- 14; William-13. My father got thru well - but my mother's folks when they arrived at the Fort Hall location in Idaho near Boise were so badly off that they took the rear wheels of their wagon and made a cart of it and used the best yoke of oxen from there to the Portland area and the two remaining oxen to be killed for food. And all the children walked barefoot from there to the end of the trip and only carried what had to be for absolute needs. My mother had some sheets that she had woven and carried them until she had to throw them by the wayside - she was so little - never weighed more than 108 or 110. In later years my father's wife died and my mother had married and had Raleigh, David and Vesta Anne and became a widow. Grandmother Warren kept house for my father a while, then my mother moved in with her three children and they were married. And when I look back on that hardship, I wonder how they stood it. And my mother had the most wonderful discipline. One of our real sins was to snuff our nose instead of using our hankies. At the table once when we were all seated - help and all - about fourteen, help and all, I snuffed my nose (I was probably six) - I heard my mother's foot tap on the floor. I looked and caught her eye. A side-wise nod of the head that meant leave the table - and I quietly left until the meal was over and then I finished my meal but no one except myself and mother knew what had happened. And there were very few "don't's" in my childhood. I was allowed a lot of leeway. One day while on the old ranch, a man passing by while I was out in front, stopped to pass the time of day and asked who lived there, etc. And asked me it I was a good boy. I told him I "minded my mother". He said, "Well, you are a pretty good boy if you mind your mother." My early childhood was a very happy one - we were never "hard up" - good horses, cattle, sheep, wagons, etc., well-kept fences, barns, harness, etc. Source xerox page from my family history files. pp 100, 101. Foulkes, Allied Families, 1952.	bratt01
2305	I568	Warren	Oscar	Jul 1833	15 Jun 1914	0	Letter written by Grant Lupfer. April 10 It took my father six months in 1853 to make only a part of that trip - and to write a little history. My Father had Jane-10; Lewis-5; James-3; George-1; when they crossed the plains. My mother's family: Father and Mother-50 and 49; Oscar Warren -22; Lansing-20; De Lavantia Elizabeth-18-my Mother; James- 14; William-13. My father got thru well - but my mother's folks when they arrived at the Fort Hall location in Idaho near Boise were so badly off that they took the rear wheels of their wagon and made a cart of it and used the best yoke of oxen from there to the Portland area and the two remaining oxen to be killed for food. And all the children walked barefoot from there to the end of the trip and only carried what had to be for absolute needs. My mother had some sheets that she had woven and carried them until she had to throw them by the wayside - she was so little - never weighed more than 108 or 110. In later years my father's wife died and my mother had married and had Raleigh, David and Vesta Anne and became a widow. Grandmother Warren kept house for my father a while, then my mother moved in with her three children and they were married. And when I look back on that hardship, I wonder how they stood it. And my mother had the most wonderful discipline. One of our real sins was to snuff our nose instead of using our hankies. At the table once when we were all seated - help and all - about fourteen, help and all, I snuffed my nose (I was probably six) - I heard my mother's foot tap on the floor. I looked and caught her eye. A side-wise nod of the head that meant leave the table - and I quietly left until the meal was over and then I finished my meal but no one except myself and mother knew what had happened. And there were very few "don't's" in my childhood. I was allowed a lot of leeway. One day while on the old ranch, a man passing by while I was out in front, stopped to pass the time of day and asked who lived there, etc. And asked me it I was a good boy. I told him I "minded my mother". He said, "Well, you are a pretty good boy if you mind your mother." My early childhood was a very happy one - we were never "hard up" - good horses, cattle, sheep, wagons, etc., well-kept fences, barns, harness, etc. Source xerox page from my family history files. pp 100, 101. Foulkes, Allied Families, 1952.	bratt01
2306	I3110	Warren	William Orlando	Jun 1840	10 May 1910	0	Letter written by Grant Lupfer. April 10 It took my father six months in 1853 to make only a part of that trip - and to write a little history. My Father had Jane-10; Lewis-5; James-3; George-1; when they crossed the plains. My mother's family: Father and Mother-50 and 49; Oscar Warren -22; Lansing-20; De Lavantia Elizabeth-18-my Mother; James- 14; William-13. My father got thru well - but my mother's folks when they arrived at the Fort Hall location in Idaho near Boise were so badly off that they took the rear wheels of their wagon and made a cart of it and used the best yoke of oxen from there to the Portland area and the two remaining oxen to be killed for food. And all the children walked barefoot from there to the end of the trip and only carried what had to be for absolute needs. My mother had some sheets that she had woven and carried them until she had to throw them by the wayside - she was so little - never weighed more than 108 or 110. In later years my father's wife died and my mother had married and had Raleigh, David and Vesta Anne and became a widow. Grandmother Warren kept house for my father a while, then my mother moved in with her three children and they were married. And when I look back on that hardship, I wonder how they stood it. And my mother had the most wonderful discipline. One of our real sins was to snuff our nose instead of using our hankies. At the table once when we were all seated - help and all - about fourteen, help and all, I snuffed my nose (I was probably six) - I heard my mother's foot tap on the floor. I looked and caught her eye. A side-wise nod of the head that meant leave the table - and I quietly left until the meal was over and then I finished my meal but no one except myself and mother knew what had happened. And there were very few "don't's" in my childhood. I was allowed a lot of leeway. One day while on the old ranch, a man passing by while I was out in front, stopped to pass the time of day and asked who lived there, etc. And asked me it I was a good boy. I told him I "minded my mother". He said, "Well, you are a pretty good boy if you mind your mother." My early childhood was a very happy one - we were never "hard up" - good horses, cattle, sheep, wagons, etc., well-kept fences, barns, harness, etc. Source xerox page from my family history files. pp 100, 101. Foulkes, Allied Families, 1952.	bratt01
2307	I3111	Warren	Willis	Cal 1804	Bef 1860	0	Letter written by Grant Lupfer. April 10 It took my father six months in 1853 to make only a part of that trip - and to write a little history. My Father had Jane-10; Lewis-5; James-3; George-1; when they crossed the plains. My mother's family: Father and Mother-50 and 49; Oscar Warren -22; Lansing-20; De Lavantia Elizabeth-18-my Mother; James- 14; William-13. My father got thru well - but my mother's folks when they arrived at the Fort Hall location in Idaho near Boise were so badly off that they took the rear wheels of their wagon and made a cart of it and used the best yoke of oxen from there to the Portland area and the two remaining oxen to be killed for food. And all the children walked barefoot from there to the end of the trip and only carried what had to be for absolute needs. My mother had some sheets that she had woven and carried them until she had to throw them by the wayside - she was so little - never weighed more than 108 or 110. In later years my father's wife died and my mother had married and had Raleigh, David and Vesta Anne and became a widow. Grandmother Warren kept house for my father a while, then my mother moved in with her three children and they were married. And when I look back on that hardship, I wonder how they stood it. And my mother had the most wonderful discipline. One of our real sins was to snuff our nose instead of using our hankies. At the table once when we were all seated - help and all - about fourteen, help and all, I snuffed my nose (I was probably six) - I heard my mother's foot tap on the floor. I looked and caught her eye. A side-wise nod of the head that meant leave the table - and I quietly left until the meal was over and then I finished my meal but no one except myself and mother knew what had happened. And there were very few "don't's" in my childhood. I was allowed a lot of leeway. One day while on the old ranch, a man passing by while I was out in front, stopped to pass the time of day and asked who lived there, etc. And asked me it I was a good boy. I told him I "minded my mother". He said, "Well, you are a pretty good boy if you mind your mother." My early childhood was a very happy one - we were never "hard up" - good horses, cattle, sheep, wagons, etc., well-kept fences, barns, harness, etc. Source xerox page from my family history files. pp 100, 101. Foulkes, Allied Families, 1952.	bratt01
2308	I3102	Weaver	Jane M.	27 Nov 1834	Aft 1880	0	Listed as Jeannie Weaver, Aunt	bratt01
2309	I226	Weaver	Mary Abbie	29 Oct 1820	4 May 1885	0	Listed as Moses Moscrip. Probably in error.	bratt01
2310	I226	Weaver	Mary Abbie	29 Oct 1820	4 May 1885	0	LDS records say born on the 29th	bratt01
2311	I2310
2312	I2307
2313	I2302
2314	I2311
2315	I2309
2316	I2303
2317	I2308
2318	I2246
2319	I2243
2320	I2248
2321	I2251
2322	I2242
2323	I2245
2324	I2247
2325	I2256
2326	I2257
2327	I4585	Weitzel	William Howard	4 Jan 1902	29 Feb 1984	0	Details from Find a Grave Memorial 10355433	bratt01
2328	I2115
2329	I5552	Wellonen	Jacob	31 Oct 1885	25 Dec 1974	0	Industry: Farm Class of worker: Working on own account	bratt01
2330	I5546
2331	I2214
2332	I2212
2333	I2213
2334	I2211
2335	I546	Werts	Sarah Jane	Abt 1856	5 Feb 1939	0	Find A Grave Memorial# 28808224	bratt01
2336	I5044	Westcott	Samuel	28 Aug 1719	24 May 1803	0	https://archive.org/details/historygenealogy01whit	bratt01
2337	I4482	Westerbury	Ida E	Cal 1895		0	Industry, business or establishment: Private Family Employer, salary or wage worker, or working on own account: Wage earner	bratt01
2338	I2119
2339	I2118
2340	I2122
2341	I1646
2342	I1624
2343	I1635
2344	I1610	Whittington	Cadfarch of			0	[dunbar_tree.FTW] Cadfarch is son of Gyrgehan.	bratt01
2345	I2144
2346	I2142
2347	I2141
2348	I4652	Whitton	Luther	Cal 1887		0	Industry, business or establishment: Railroad	bratt01
2349	I1923
2350	I1005	William			1281	0	[dunbar_tree.FTW] William was Chamberlain to Alexander III, King of Scotland. His first wife is Elizabeth Comyn, who died in 1267.	bratt01

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