After dispatching the news and responses around family,
Bishop turned to incoming matters in her letter of 5 August 1960. First, she
expressed her frustration with the delay in getting one very special treat that
Grace had sent via Elizabeth Naudin. They were still waiting for this treat to
appear, even though the Naudins had been in Rio
for a couple of months: “I do wish E would get their things out of customs — we
are dying to get that maple syrup.” The prospect of this Nova Scotia gift and “a clipping from the
newspaper” had sparked Lota want to purchase an appliance: “a second-hand
waffle baker,” and not just any waffle baker. Bishop observed, “it sounds like
a HUGE one, for a restaurant.” So enticing was the advent of maple syrup that
Lota was going “to see it [the waffle baker] in Rio!”
Bishop was not so enthusiastic. Preferring always the small over the large,
Bishop declared that she was “against this idea,” since they had a serviceable
“little old one, good enough.” One of her concerns was that “a big one might
blow out all the fuses, anyway.”
Whether or not Lota closed the deal on this industrial
waffle baker is not known. But it would be a couple more months before Bishop
and Lota could sate their thirst for this northern liquid. The conclusion to
this particular gift isn’t resolved until the end of October! It is a good
thing maple syrup keeps for a long time!
Grace’s welcome letter, however, did bring another gift that
clearly Bishop appreciated as much as the flavour of maple syrup: “I am
delighted to have the family tree — but now I want more.” This “tree” in
question was for Bishop’s beloved Pa’s ancestors.
(First page of the Bulmer family tree sent by Grace.)
What is immediately nice about this document is that it is
in Grace’s handwriting, a glimpse of her open, loopy holograph. She would have
written letters to Bishop, not typed them.
The page lists William Bulmer’s parents — Bishop’s
great-grandparents (Horatio Nelson Bulmer and Mary Ann Maxfield) — and his
siblings. Bishop would have heard about some of these people (indeed, she would
have met some of Pa’s siblings during her childhood), but the names and stories
attached to them were a bit hazy in her memory: “I’m not quite sure how this
one goes,” wondering if Horatio and Mary were Pa’s parents or grandparents. She
leaned to the former. Her confusion was because “I don’t know how old Mary M
was when she came over in 1813, etc.”
Grace was fairly accurate, though also a bit vague, compiling
this list by memory. While this generation provided Bishop with some ancestral
context, it made her want to have some more facts: “Can you tell me what year
Pa and Gammie were married, for example?” [8 September 1871]. Then she asked
her aunt: “sometime I wish you’d write me out all the dates of your generation
— Aunt Maude and all of them.” As good as Bishop’s memory was for things and
people, her memory for dates was as iffy as the rest of us.
Bishop was quite taken with Grace’s account of Mariner
Bulmer “went to Salt Lake City
— Taking 32 head of cattle to city to sell was murdered, supposed, for his
money.” On the second page of this “tree,” Grace concluded with the tantalizing
tidbit that one of Horatio Nelson’s sisters “married Long John Johnson, who
went away on horseback & never returned.” These facts prompted Bishop to
observe, “Heavens — we seem to be given to being murdered, and mysterious
disappearances! I certainly think there is a wandering streak, as well.”
If the Bulmer ancestors wandered (and a number of them did),
the Hutchinsons
were the real globe-trotters, and Bishop had heard stories about them during
her childhood. Bishop didn’t want to stop with the Bulmers, so she also asked
Grace, “Can you get anything on Gammie’s side?” She had heard about “that Tory
ancestor of Gammie’s who had a farm in New
York state.” She wanted to know “what the names were
and where they came from — and where did ‘River Philip’ fit in — was that where
Pa lived?” That Tory ancestor was, in fact, part of the Bulmer line: Horatio
Nelson’s mother was Sarah Meade (his father John Bulmer’s second wife). It was
her father, James G.F. Meade, Horatio Nelson’s grandfather, who was from New York state and who
died in the American Revolution. Bishop eventually got the clarification she
wanted, including the fact that River Philip, N.S., is where William (Pa)
Bulmer’s grandfather settled and where his father was raised. Pa was born and
raised in nearby Williamsdale (now a dispersed community deep in the heart of
the Cobequid Mountains).
Any of us venturing back even two generations will find the
number of ancestors increasing exponentially, and keeping track of everyone is
a daunting job. Bishop was no genealogist, or historian for that matter. Her
interest in her ancestors was more, it seems, connected to their stories (“we
seem to be given to being murdered…”), the
personal stuff, rather than only who was related to whom and when people were
born and died.
Over the years, Grace continued to send Bishop information
about her ancestors, in various forms. Each such gift was always welcomed and
appreciated by her niece. In the end, Bishop declared, “Anything you can hand
on I’d like to have…”
The next post concludes this letter with some more talk
about cooking and baking.
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