Halfway Brook

On January 8, 1884 Chester Beers (widowed nine years) married Ida M. Taggart. Chester and Ida’s daughter Clara Janet was born September 11, 1887.

Chester, Ida, and Clara lived on the 183-acre family farm that Chester inherited.

Chester had attended Delaware Literary Institute, of Franklin, New York and obtained a first-grade certificate. For twelve years Chester taught school in the winter, and worked on the farm in the summer.

We learned from Chester’s letters to Emma Austin that he taught one summer in Deposit. Lumberland seems to be the first school where Chester taught.

Chester kept a diary* in which he wrote about his and his family’s daily activities, the phone line going in, working on the highway, the Walton Fair, local fires, paying $5 for his hired hand’s teeth, selling his farm products in town, and paying $7.50 for a course in arithmetic. Also mentioned in the diary were people in Brooklyn, New York that he corresponded with.—Chester’s 1902 handwritten diary.

We also learned from Chester’s letters that he loved to fish and farm. Along with his horses and cattle, Chester raised vegetables and made “fine dairy butter and maple sugar.”

“Mr. Beers is a man of integrity and strong convictions, and is held in high consideration in the neighborhood where he has spent his life. He is a man of large physique and fine presence, being six feet four and one-half inches tall, and weighing two hundred and forty pounds…”—1895 Biography of Leading Citizens in Delaware County, NY.

Chester Beers** passed away on December 21, 1902, Walton, NY, several days after illness, one day before his sixtieth birthday.

* A year ago I found Chester’s 1902 Diary offered for sale. The dairy info referenced people Chester corresponded with in Brooklyn, New York, who I imagine were Emma Austin, Emma’s family, and others Chester had mentioned in his letters. Continue reading →

In the summer of 1879 Emma Austin traveled from Eldred, New York, to live with her brothers Ell and Lon Austin, who lived and worked in Solomon, Kansas. The hope was that the drier climate could cure her TB.

Edith Emogene Austin (1851–1879
On the morning of November 13, 1879 Edith Emogene (Emma) Austin, 28, daughter of Henry and Mary Ann Austin, died from tuberculosis, at the home of her brothers in Solomon, Kansas.

Emma had been in poor health for more than a year. The last few months of her life she “suffered very much and was confined to her bed.” Emma was “greatly esteemed by all who knew her” and “left a large circle of mourning friends.” Rev. Mr. Pierson conducted the funeral service at the Presbyterian Church. Emma Austin was buried in a plot that Ell Austin had bought in Prairie Mound Cemetery.

2012 Visit to Prairie Mound Cemetery
In March 2012, on the way home from Iowa, Gary and I arrived before dark at the Prairie Mound Cemetery, near the delightful, small town of Solomon. It was about 41 degrees and windy, rather cold for a wimpy Arizonan so I bundled up. Emma (Edith Emogene) Austin was buried in a plot, near the Parmenters, that was owned by her brother Ell (James Eldred Austin), but there was no stone. About 20 years earlier there was a stone with the name Austin and another stone thought to be Emma’s, but the wind seems to have pelted away the name.

The Last Poem Emma Wrote: “I Am Tired”
Shall I fold my hands and rest from earth?
I am tired of the journey’s length,
I have wandered far, I am sick and faint,
I have prayed so long for strength. Continue reading →

Chester wrote Emma (Emogene) the same day he wrote to Aida. This is the last known letter Chester wrote to Emma.

Emma, sick with TB, was planning to go to Kansas where her brothers were working as ranchers. She planned to stay in Solomon, Kansas, at the home of her brother Lon, who was fixing up a place for her to live.

Solomon was ten miles west of Abilene.

Walton, New York, December 8, 1878
Friend Emogene,
Yours of a few days since was rec’d and read with pleasure and now as I have a few leisure moments I’ll try and tell you how pleasant it is here.

The ground is just covered in snow—the sun shines bright and the air is warm and I am enjoying myself exceedingly well as the day is quite a contrast compared with the dark and cloudy weather that we have experienced for the three weeks just past.

I have been teaching for the past three weeks. I have a small school but a pleasant one and some bright little fellows to learn to shoot who someday will make splendid bowman and will make their mark in the world.

I am glad that you had such a good time when home last summer. I would liked to have been there, but concluded that I could not.

How is Lon getting along now?

I get from my brother in Iowa a paper or letter which are types of hard times there—corn 10 cents per bu.; we could hardly husk it for 10 cents her bu. Continue reading →

In this last letter to Emma’s sister Ida (Aida), Chester mentions Emma has talked about Aida going West, something Emma was considering.

It was hoped the drier weather would help her get over TB. Their Austin brothers Ell and Lon were already in Kansas.

Walton, December 8, 1878 to Miss Ida A. Austin, 103 Christopher St., NY
Dear Ida,
I have long since (if memory serves me right) been your debtor. Now I shall try and pay the debt.

Last Summer I disappointed you by not visiting you at Halfway Brook and now should I disappoint you again by visiting you unexpectedly would it not be the same or equal to two negatives in the same sentence which make it affirmative?

I am teaching now. But next season think I shall commence tilling the soil and may find it convenient as well as necessary to visit N. York and then shall make it a point to call upon you.

Emogene [Emma] talks about your going West but it seems more like a vision than a reality.

There is room enough in the West but I don’t think you have much idea of leaving N. York.

Write soon and often. Give me all the news.
Yours affectionately, Chester Beers Continue reading →

Walton, New York, August 17, 1878
Friend Ida,
Yours of the 5th is at home to which I shall write a line or two.

I don’t know whether I can come to Sullivan or not if I do I can not come until the last week in Aug. and shall be obliged to make a short stay.

I hope to come but business before pleasure so do not be to certain of seeing me in haste.

Remembrance to all. Write often. Yours Truly, Chester Beers

Walton, September 29, 1878
Friend Emma,
Again I take my pen in hand and express myself with the same broken phrases and irregular script which has characterized my letters for the last ten years that being about my first experience in letter writing and you without doubt have had your share of these unreadable papers, but with your permission I’ll add one more hoping to hear from you quite soon.

So thinking that the above may answer as an introductory I shall try and apologize to Ida via you for not making her that promised visit then close.

Of course I had reasons for not coming and hope she will accept them which were—poverty, business and the fear of Maria* which grew more terrible as the time for coming grew near. Continue reading →

1878 Austin Update
Emma Austin contracted tuberculosis (known as consumption). Emma must have written Chester that her brothers Lon (and Ell) left for the West to find work. At some point they settled near Solomon, Kansas.

It was hoped that the dry air in Kansas would help cure Emma. Lon was preparing a house for Emma to live in.

Walton, July 28, 1878, to Miss Emma E. Austin, Eldred
Friend Emma,
Yours of the 17 is at hand to which I’ll try and answer now, but it must necessarily be short, as my time is much limited to day.

I might grumble at your long silence if I did not know that one is not always expected to be in humor to write. The warmest heart perhaps only feels by fits and is often as insensible as the coldest. This at least is frequently the case with mine and oftener than it should be. But the mercy that can forgive iniquities will never be severe to mark our frailties…

Ida has been silent for a long time now, but I have the satisfaction of being perfectly sure that as long as she remains indebted she will think of me twice as often as if the account were clear.

Then Lon is going West. It may be a good idea but I never got the fever. I have a brother in Iowa who I think is as poor there as I be here.

I suppose you expect to improve in health before you keep house much. I can not tell whether I shall visit Sull. this year or not. I am very busy in harvest now. Can’t get away before the last of Aug. if I can then. Continue reading →

Walton, N.Y., to Miss Ida A. Austin, 103 Christopher St., N.Y.C., January 25, 1878
My Dear Ida,
Yours of recent date has been rec’d—contents noted. And now as the tenth week of school is done and I am at home, I will try and answer your first as well as your last letter to me.

Like you, I was somewhat surprised when I received your letter for I did not think any of the time that I would be able to get you to write but I at last succeeded and prize your epistle very much—though short—for I have read it over more than twice already.

You may tell Emma that I think her memory must be failing her for I have what she said about your writing to me in one of her letters which I can show when I visit you next summer at Eldred should my anticipations ever come to pass in regard to said visit.

School has passed off very pleasantly thus far. The weather has been so pleasant that I have enjoyed myself extremely well and the ten weeks passed seems very short indeed. Such a lovely winter I have never known before.

I received quite a compliment from a lady teacher adjoining my district not long since. It seems that she saw me at church and inquired who I was of one of my pupils who told her my name, to which she replied, “Well he’s noble looking ain’t he?” I shall have to get some better acquainted with her before long I guess.

How did you enjoy the New Years calls that you were about to make at your last time of writing? How does Maria and Tommy get along? Tell me something about her.

You can practice playing croquet before I get down, for I shall have to play a few games.

Affectionately yours, Remembrance to your folks. Write soon.
Chester Beers

Note: Ida later spelled her name Aida.
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Walton, New York, to Aida Austin, December 16, 1877
My Dear Aida,
A note from Emma the other day stated that if I would only write once more you would answer No. 2. So you see I am bound and determined to fulfill upon my part all that is possible to get a note from you.

I am well aware how uninteresting anything which I may write will be to you but I will make it so brief that you will not be very much fatigued in reading it providing you can read it at all.

Four weeks of school has already passed which time seems very short to me. I think this is the pleasantest winter weather I have seen for a long time. Not any snow (except an occasional spot now and then) to be seen and the sun shines war as summer.

I’m away from home just now and am using someone’s writing material besides my own. And of course I shall have to break my word with Emma (I s’pose it’s of little account at the best) as I told her I’d write her when I wrote to others.

You may ask her to excuse me this once besides an average of once a week in the future. I shall have to make you a visit before many months seeing I did not see you last summer in Sull. co.

Do you expect to live in Sull. again? What part of the year could you entertain me with the greatest convenience for a very short time? (Taking it for granted of course that my company will be agreeable.)

What are you doing now? What is Emma doing too? But I must close. Write soon. Don’t be afraid.

Yours in love, Chester Beers

Note: Chester’s letters are written to Ida, who (apparently) spelled her name Aida, when she was older. So I have usually changed Ida to Aida.

It will be December before the next post. Busy times here in Cave Creek!
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Walton, October 21, 1877 to Miss Aida Austin, 103 Christopher St., N.Y.
My Dear Aida,
Not seeing you last summer when I made my visit to Eldred and being somewhat disappointed I shall have to commence a correspondence with your permission which was received by mail not many days since in one of Emmogene’s (Emma’s) letters.

So if you conclude to write to me once or twice a week I will not consider it too often and upon special occasions one everyday would not be objectionable.

I think that Emma told me that you have written me a number of letters but unfortunately I never have as yet received one. So I hope you will not blame me for not answering those letters which I never have seen.

My visit last summer at Eldred was a very pleasant one and I was sorry that you could not have been there to have joined us in the nice little time that we had.

Maria got somewhat offended with me because I happened to see her hair

All braided and twisted and fixed in a curl
When I knew all the time was the make of a girl
But when she gets married I shall have my old fun
I shall gaze at her hair as before I have done
But I see it all now by the eye of my mind
Not a crimp nor a curl can I anywhere find
I have vie’d it all o’er as then it will be
When the baking of cakes is a pleasure says she.

I expect to teach the coming winter, have a school engaged and the term commences the 19th of next month and should I not before that time surprise you on Christopher St. you need not feel very much alarmed before the first of March 1878. I wonder if the girls told you how badly they were beaten at Croquet.

Write soon as convenient and don’t let Emma see this for it is purely confidential.

Yours truly, Chester Beers Continue reading →