Margaret "Peggy" Burchenal Rogan

Cincinnati Enquirer | 22 April 1926

20 May 1928

Roger Kemper Rogan to JH

Cincinnati O

Dear Dr. Halsey,

I know how futile words are at a time like this. I know how empty phrases are. Words of condolences help little. At the same time knowing from experience what tortures you and your wife are living, I can not refrain from offering you my sympathies in this your hour of bereavement.

My wife joins me in sending to you and Mrs. Halsey our love and our prayers.

May the same all wise God who took back until himself our glorious little Peggy give you strength and courage to carry on until this short time is past and we are all reunited around His throne.

Most sincerely yours,

Roger Kemper Rogan

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"it gives me renewed faith in mankind to know there are such people as you"

29 June 1938

Mrs. Albert H. LeBlond to Rev. Jesse Halsey
Cincinnati

Dear Sir:

Anyone busy with so many different kinds of good work as you are cannot long dwell on any one particular problem, it would see to me; and so I am hoping my troubles have long since been dismissed from your mind. For some time, however, I have felt it was discourteous, to say the least, not to acknowledge my debt of gratitude to you for your kindness and helpfulness when, in desperation, I came to you for advice early last spring. It is still a source of humiliation to me that I felt impelled to lay bare before another the private difficulties of our family. Winnie has improved very much, and probably has done so more through your influence than I may ever know. Therefore, I feel that my own humiliation is a small price I should gladly pay for what I believe is a permanent more wholesome outlook on life on her part.

Winnie got out of work the last of April and although she immediately applied through various agencies, she received no encouragement about a new position until business conditions improve. Don (our son) was most anxious for her to come to Greeley for the summer school term and, as she was persuaded to go, she is there with him now. Don had to be in Greeley through the summer to retain his job as janitor of the dorm, and is himself going on with class work there instead of taking an extension course here at U.C. as he at first considered doing. We are hoping the invigorating air and change of environment will further help Winnie in every way and that distance may enable her to learn her true feelings toward her friend.

Mr. LeBlond’s mother has been with us now, for almost a month. She has needed a daughter to look after her more than I realized—especially in the way of her clothing—and I hope I shall be able to do for her what she needs. Her other son, who drove here from Seattle, assured us that she is well able to shoulder her share of running expenses, so we are glad we risked moving here where we can make her comfortable, rather than renting what we alone could afford and where she would not have had a porch or large comfortable room.

Mr. LeBlond is again the devoted husband of former years, and, Don is applying himself to preparation for his life work; hence, while life is still far from easy in many respects, the problems that were proving almost too hard to stand-up under seem to be in the process of being solved.

My own sphere of usefulness in this world of need is very limited. Although I cannot have a part in the larger work, it gives me renewed faith in mankind to know there are such people as you, [General Secretary of the YMCA in Cincinnati] Mr. Judson McKim, Rev. Almy [L.W. Almy, minister of West Cincinnati Presbyterian Church] and the Aschams [J.B. Ascham, supt. Cincinnati Children’s Home] in our City, and Mr. Harry Emerson Fosdick and others elsewhere, doing what is possible to bring about “The Kingdom of Heaven,” of which Jesus spoke so many times and for which he, too, worked.

I was so sorry about your accident of some weeks past, and I hope you are entirely recovered. Thanking you again for your helpfulness to me, a stranger, I am

Sincerely yours,

Mrs. Abbie LeBlond

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William E. Hutton

Third from left, William E. Hutton.

10 September 1934 | Cincinnati Enquirer

30 December 1918. Jesse Halsey Diary: After a night a Caroutacheno we were up at daylight, which isn’t early here, and clad in Mrs. Hutton’s [wife of W.E. Hutton] sweater, scarf, and mitts, I left with Bondarinko by sleigh, and in two hours we were back at Bloc Post waiting for a train to Minsk. Here we got in a car filled with delicately perfumed Orientals, Mongols from the borders of China who had come out for the winter to work for the Zemsky. We made our trip back to Molodetchino, a wait of two hours, then a box car ride in the dark to Minsk, arriving at nine P. M. 

May 1930, Jesse Halsey to Abigail Fithian Halsey

Dear Ab—

The “debate” went well. Only it was a debate but a forum. I’ll send a paper. The music hall was packed—biggest crowd I ever saw there. M. Darrow is a loveable old man—when alone and a sharp cynic in public speech and made all laugh but was so extreme that he helped not his cause. I was first—we drew for places at the last minute by lot. I drew last and got first place to speak---so laid the groundwork and rubbed in a little Dutch and Scotch and English Protestantism. Much interest in the thing.

Did the Commonwealth and Southern come to you direct? I have asked Hutton. Here is the radio. Have you everything you have paid for? Check up.

I am busy—successful week up state raising money. To Alpine Tenn for Monday then Sideney O the next week. My house goes slowly. Garden froze up last three nights.

Love,

Jesse 

25 December 1932 | Cincinnati Enquirer

Yuletide Spirit Exemplified By Church Group

Seventh Presbyterian Church Congregation Gives Christmas Party For 200 Of The Less Fortunate Children, Wholesome Cooperation Expands Original Plan, Various Groups and Individuals Respond Generously To Plea For needy

The example of Christmas cooperation done in the very spirit of this greatest of Christian feast days by the Rev. Jesse Halsey and his congregation at the Seventh Presbyterian Church has been a success so thrilling and so warranted to set a new example, as well as to imitate the admonition laid down to His follower by Christ himself, as to have brought new cheer into more than 200 of Cincinnati’s poorest families and to have given to these unselfish, untiring influences the gratifying consciousness of good deeds well done.

Generosity Augments Program

Mrs. W. O. Pauli, Miss Eleanor McClure and Miss Letty Kincaid were the Co-Chairman of the Candy Committee, which aided Santa Claus in distributing the individual packets of sweets to supplement the presents of toys and similar favors to each child as well as Mr. W. E. Hutton’s generous gift of oranges and apples.

9 September 1934 | Cincinnati Enquirer

William E. Hutton | In the death of William E. Hutton, Cincinnati, has lost one of the splendid personalities whose labors built up the community in which we live. The life on the is distinguished dean of Cincinnati brokers, from his birth in 1846 through his service in the Civil War, through his service in the Civil War, through the daring business enterprises of the early manhood, through the founding and phenomenal growth of his brokerage business, into the complex era of postwar finance, is a saga of American business. To unusual business acumen was added in Mr. Hutton a vigorous personality and an alert interest in the life around him, an interest that never failed him to his death.

Mr. Hutton combined the daring and originality of the businessman who takes great speculative risks and the solid conservatism that is essential to the builder of an enduring commercial enterprise. In consequence, the investment brokerage house he founded and guided for many years has become a great enterprise with a leading role in the economic life of the Ohio Valley and ramifications far beyond that region.

Both the business success and the civic prominence of Mr. Hutton were due largely to his capacity for warm friendships. From his associates and employees, he won the utmost loyalty because of his rare gift for making friends. And the friends he made he never lost. Their number was great and the quality of their friendship superb. His death leaves a trail of sorrow.

10 September 1934 | Cincinnati Enquirer

William E. Hutton | Aged Financier To Be Buried In Spring Grove Today

Services for William E. Hutton, dean of Cincinnati financiers, who died Saturday, will be conducted at the Seventh Presbyterian Church at 2:30 o’clock this afternoon. Mr. Hutton was 89 years old. Rev. Jesse Halsey will officiate, assisted by Everett Moore Baker, Providence, R.I., a grandson of Hutton. Burial will be in Spring Grove.

Mr. Hutton, the founder of the New York and Cincinnati stock brokerage firm of W. E. Hutton & Co., became ill more than two weeks ago when attending the Century of Progress Exposition in Chicago. Pneumonia developed, proving fatal.

20 December 1937

Mary Hutton Baker [Mrs. George Baker] to Jesse Halsey

 

My dear Mr. Halsey:

I know that you, too, miss badly my dear father at this time of year. Will you use the enclosed check for some one or more of the many you tenderly care for. Father’s spirit throughout the year was the Christmas spirit as we want it.

You meant so much to Father, his love for you was deep.

Mr. Baker and I send our good wishes to you and Mrs. Halsey.

Cordially,

Mary Hutton Baker [daughter of William E. Hutton]

Madelon Goodman 1919-1927

27 May 1927 | Cincinnati Enquirer

23 May 1928

Mrs. Ida W Goodman to JH

personal collection

Dear Rev. and Mrs. Halsey,

You may not remember me but I am little Madelon Goodman’s grandmother, and when I read in the paper of the dreadful accident that happened to your dear little boy, I felt that I just must tell you how I sympathize with you and how it brought back to me  . . . sorrow, for little Madelon . . . –seven, when the dear . . . her.

. . .  nothing harder than . . of  a dear little child. I will never forget your kindness to Tim and LeFreda and how much you helped them.

Will you accept Mr. Goodman’s and my love and sympathy.

Sincerely,

Mrs. Ida W Goodman

Senator Richard P. Ernst to Jesse Halsey

11 October 1922 | Asheville Citizen-Times

Dorothy Kidd, age 11, 37th Auto Victim

20 May 1927 | Circleville Herald | Cincinnati—Dorothy Kidd, 11, daughter of Robert B. Kidd, comptroller for the Proctor and Gamble & Proctor Co., was the 37^th auto victim of Hamilton county this year.

Marriage of Miss Phebe Baker Perry

30 October 1944 | Cincinnati Enquirer

Frances Adair Clark

Several years ago, among a box of my grandfather's things dating from his early adulthood, I found a wallet containing a passel of photos of a young woman identified as "Frances." The photos include pictures of her and her friends at home, at Princeton, and at an unidentified college. The writing on the back of the photos suggests the young woman and my young grandfather had a fun and congenial acquaintance.

Recently, in a water-logged and crumbling box of my great-grandfather's correspondence that I pulled out from under the eaves of my granddad's garage, I found a Christmas card from Presbyterian missionary friends of my great-grandfather's who were stationed in Korea in the 1930s. The card contains a photo of the couple, Mary and Monroe Clark, seated in their living room and on the wall of the room is a photo of the same young woman who is in the photos in my grandfather's wallet: Frances Adair Clark.

 

From the Cincinnati Enquirer, 30 August 1931:

Rev. and Mrs. William Monroe Clark, returned missionaries from Korea, who arrived in the States several weeks ago, accompanied by Misses Frances and Jane Clark, who are passing the summer with their grandmother, Mrs. Theodore Hamilton, and their aunt, Mrs. Charles Doermann, at their cottage at Virginia Beach, Va., are the guests of Mr. and Mrs. Robert Settle (Carter Clark) for a few weeks before going to Princeton, N.J., where Rev. Clark will take a special course of study at Princeton University and Mrs. Clark will also take special training for the coming year. Miss Frances Clark will enter Converse College at Spartanburg, S.C., to continue her education. As yet it has not been definitely decided where Miss Jane, who is too young to enter college, will pursue her studies.

Times Union Brooklyn, 14 July 1935: Equinn Munkelwitz, of Collins Ave., is spending a week at Virginia Beach, Va., as the guest of Mrs. M.H. Doermann, of Fort Mitchell, Kentucky, and Miss Frances A. Clark of Seoul, Korea, Asia.

Cincinnati Enquirer, 24 June 1937: A lovely society function in Covington will be the marriage of Miss Frances Adair Clark, daughter of Dr. and Mrs. W.M. Clark of Korea, and Mr. William Munnell Equinn of New York at 8:30 o’clock Wednesday evening at the home of the bride’s aunt, Mrs. Charles Doermann, Fort Mitchell Heights, Fort Mitchell. Miss Clark, who was graduated last week from Mount Holyoke, is arriving in Fort Mitchell Saturday. Mr. Equinn, who has been attending the Medical School at Cornell University, also will arrive Saturday. They will be the guests of Mrs. Doermann and Miss Clark’s grandmother, Mrs. T. S. Hamilton until after the wedding. Miss Clark will have for her sister, Mrs Robert Settle, formerly Miss Carter Clark, of Hyde Park, Cincinnati, and for her bridesmaid her sister Miss Janie Clark, who has been attending Mount Holyoke this past year.

Cincinnati Enquirer, 01 July 1937: The wedding of Miss Frances Adair Clark and Mr. Equinn William Munnell was beautifully celebrated last night in the home of Mrs. Marguerite Doerrman, Fort Mitchell Heights, Fort Mitchell, aunt of the bride the couple plighted their troth before the alter arranged in front of the large windows in the south end of the living room, formed by a mass of huckleberry branches, smilax and ferns, against which stood tall baskets filled with white gladiolas with soft-glowing tapers at either side, that gave a churchly effect.

    

“And help us to be true to the best that we know with hearts courageously hungry for the truth.”

Minneapolis Star | 2 January 1926

Minneapolis Star | 4 July 1941

Mrs. J Foster Terry SH to JH

January 1926

personal collection

Dear Jess:

I’m so glad you wrote me, and in the way you did, about Bill Foster’s going. In a cowardly way I had not written to his wife because I had not “lifted up mine eyes” and because I had been thinking in an all too human way only of the lonely, lonely way she must walk alone hereafter and the two babies she must lead and teach without his wise and loving help. I had written to his sister Maria because I knew what it meant to lose a well loved Brother and I knew where comfort lay.

Do you write to Mrs. Bill. You always had the gift of understanding sympathy. Their address is 304 Ontario St. SE, Minneapolis. I had a card at Xmas time with snapshots of the 2 little girls—one 3 ½ and one 8 months. Among other things it said “Bill is getting positively fat.” I had written them and told them we missed them last summer but that next summer they’d surely be here and we’d gather with the Jesse Halseys and have an old time reunion.

I understand he was take with pneumonia Xmas Eve and went to the hospital and daily the family here got telegrams of his condition. Pleurisy

--> set in and he died January 2^nd. Jo was teaching in the university too—I’m not sure what—psychology maybe too. One time she had charge of the correspondence courses they gave. She plans I hear to finish the year there. His body was not brought on—it was his wish that he be cremated and that to the family here was an added horror. His mother (so Mrs. Mourse Lafevre told me) is deeply religious and believed it for the best—only the cremation was a sort of sacrilege. (Personally I would not have been surprised had he willed his body to a hospital.) And unfortunately the cremation has given rise to some most unfounded conclusions. Cousin Amie Goodale in telling mother said, “But what could one expect for he did not believe in the resurrection.” I thought if that were neighborhood gossip you might through cousin Ida Fordham be able to slay it. No man who tho’t as deeply and thoroughly as he, could be unreligious. If his views were not all entirely orthodox, they were none the less sincerely religious and every one fought out with a fierce hatred for hypocrisy. Long ago he showed me a prayer he wrote. I learned it at the time and so to my regret did not write it down. Now I can recall but one line: “And help us to be true to the best that we know with hearts courageously hungry for the truth.”

If you have not written his family (in Water Mill) you might stress that religious side—for in your talk with him that evening here you found nothing but reverence I am sure.

I shall be glad to have your calendar—as you know.

Love from the Terrys to the Halseys,

Bess

P. S. I hope Helen is so pep-y and huskey that she is a regular gad-about. Did I tell you on the Xmas card of the twins we are waiting for in the spring? Little Pallas Napoleon and Cassandra Boneparte Fordham Terry, named for my great-great Aunts.

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"rendering up her life in homage for the gift of motherhood"

Southampton Press | 25 March 1926 |Elizabeth Fordham Terry

The community was greatly saddened by the death last week of Mrs. Elizabeth Fordham Terry, wife of J. Foster Terry. Her death followed a short illness which suddenly developed serious complications, and she passed away Friday evening at the Southampton Hospital, where she had been taken that morning. She was 37 years of age.

The funeral services were held at her home on Hildreth Street Monday afternoon and were attended by a large number. The Rev. Jesse Halsey of Cincinnati conducted the services, Mr. Halsey having come for the purpose as a warm friend of the family.

Mrs. Terry was greatly beloved in the village and her death is a sad blow to a large circle of friends. Her bright and inspiring personality and her unfailing consideration for others made her a welcome addition to every group. She possessed a brilliant mind and had unusual gifts as a conversationalist and a writer. She received her education at the Southampton High School, from which she graduated in 1905, and at Vassar College, graduating from the latter institution with the class of 1910. After graduation she taught for several years in the Bancroft School at Haddonfield, N.J.

During the World War, Mrs. Terry served as the local district nurse for the Red Cross. In the epidemic of influenza, he sympathetic ministrations and faithful services endeared her to the unfortunate families where the disease was rife, and there are many of our foreign-born citizens who expressed their grief at her passing.

She is survived by her husband and by two young children, Malcolm and Helen; one sister, Mrs. Albert Burr Craft of Yonkers; and her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Frank T. White. Her only brother, Malcolm R. White, was killed in France during the war.

In a beautiful tribute to the deceased, the Rev. Mr. Halsey said in part, “This earthly tenement was the habitation of one of the finest spirits I have ever known. Her loss to this community seems irreparable. She lent her aid to every good word and work. Many families of our less-fortunate citizens remember her many kindnesses in time of need.

A brilliant intellect; a remarkably balanced and sane outlook on life, a keen sense of humor—these and many other rare qualities of mind and heart endeared her to a  large circle of friends [indecipherable] when we cry, “To what purpose is this waste” can mean, but one [indecipherable] meaning [indecipherable] ever. It means that out beyond the Mystery there is some other room of our Father’s House where character and capacity are valued and where high service is to be performed.

While our presence and our poor words try to express our sympathy with this household, we renew our Faith in the Life Immortal, whose portal we call death, more homelike seems the vast Unknown since she has entered there.

“I have always thought of Malcolm White as the reincarnation of Captain George, and the faith, and courage of the soldier as he “went West” is paralleled in his sister, who with a smile upon her lips went out unafraid, rendering up her life in homage for the gift of motherhood.”

“One who never turned the back

But marched breast forward.

Never doubted clouds would break.

Held, we fall to rise, and baffled

To fight better; sleep to wake.”

August Heckscher Home Tuesday Night

20 August 1926| The Long-Islander

Guests of Honor at Tea

14 June 1941 | Cincinnati Enquirer

Guests of Honor at Tea

Mrs. Jesse H. Halsey and her two interesting daughters, Miss Helen Halsey and Miss Abigail Halsey, were the charming guests of honor at a tea given yesterday afternoon at Blue Hills, Mrs. Dwight Hinckley’s attractive residence in Mount Washington.

This tribute to Mrs. Halsey, who with Rev. Mr. Halsey, pastor of Seventh Presbyterian Church, will be leaving soon to take up their residence in Chicago, and the two daughters of this household was arranged by Mrs. W. E. Talbert’s Bible Class. It assembled the women of the parish.

Masses of fragrant flowers sent as a tribute of admiration and friendship, combined with some of the superb lilies and other summer flowers from Mrs. Hinckley’s garden, were used to decorate the spacious living room, the dining room, and the terrace.

Mrs. Halsey, who is pictured above, with Miss Helen Halsey at the left and Miss Abigail Halsey at the right, wore a afternoon gown of chiffon flowered in vivid tones. Her should bouquet was of orchids.

Miss Helen Halsey and her sister wore gowns of soft blue, similar in design. Outlining the square neckline were inset bands of narrow lace, a broader panel of white lace being appliquéd to the souffant skirts. With these becoming frocks each wore a strand of waxy white camellias . . .

"there are hair cloth trunks which will give forth costumes of past generations"

“With rich local history surrounding every American village or country, it is a great pity not to make your own pageant and present to the people pictures from the pages of their own living history which shall give to every child present some understanding of his goodly heritage. The local history of every village is so related to the national history that it is possible to gather outstanding facts of the town history and give them a national significance. There are always old people who can tell you what happened in their grandfather’s time. There are further sources of information to be found in church records, town records, old diaries, old account books, even; and sometimes a chronicle of events compiled by some local historian is available. There are attics which contain spinning wheels, quilting frames, candle moulds; there are hair cloth trunks which will give forth costumes of past generations; there are woodsheds in which lie dusty vehicles. All these can help to make vivid many an event of long ago.” -- "The Historical Pageant in the Rural Community" by Abigail Fithian Halsey published in the Cornell Extension Bulletin, June 1922, Issue No. 54, Publishedby the  the New York State Collegeof Agriculture at Cornell University, Ithaca, New York