The Estate of John Rupert :: The final “Final Account”

The will of John Rupart dated October 17, 1828 was admitted to probate in Columbiana County, Ohio in August of 1831. The final account was prepared on March 29, 1842.



I thought it was more than a little strange that the only papers in the microfilmed estate file that were dated between the time of the Widow's Allowance in May 1832 and this document was a previous “final account” dated August 5th 1832.



I don't usually like making assumptions, but based upon this statement in the will of John Rupart: “after her decease I allow my real and personal property to be sold by my executor” I think we can assume that Barbara Rupart passed away prior to the sale of the land on August 1, 1842 (the second deed discussed in this post).



Sadly, from my point of view, even though there was a balance of $1,369.68¼ in the estate, there was no “final distribution” document in the microfilmed file. It probably would have listed the names of the husbands of the daughters and that would have made locating them much simpler and in several cases, even possible!



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First page of Final Account March 29, 1842.

Estate of John Rupart. Packet 1439. Family History Library microfilm 2032592.

The final account of Conrod Yerrien and David

Ehrhart as executors of the estate of John Rupart, late of

the county of Columbiana, deceased



These accountants charge themselves with the following sums received.

1836 July 14th

Cash for rent of Real estate - - - - - - - - - - - $62.56 ¼

Interest on same to 11th Augt 1842 - - - - - - - 22.67 ½

Cash for rent of Real estate - - - - - - - - - - - - 34.60

Interest on same to 11th Augt 1842 - - - - - - - 12.54



1837 Apl 1st

Cash for rent of Real estate - - - - - - - - - - - - 34.60

Interest on same to 11th Augt 1842 - - - - - - - 12.54

Cash for rent of Real estate - - - - - - - - - - - - 57.00

Int on same to 11 August 1842 - - - - - - - - - 17.95 ½



1842 Augt 11th

Cash on sale of Real estate - - - - - - - - - - - 1200.00

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - $1407.33 ¼



These accountants claim credit for the following sums

1842 Jany 31

Paid Wm B. Morgan Printer - - - - - - - - - - - 1.00

Paid Pierce for coffin - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 5.00

Paid John Robertson for shroud &c - - - - - - 3.25

Paid On the above note of $57.00 - - - - - - - 9.40

Paid David Ehrhart for repairs &c - - - - - - - 24.00

Paid Fisher A. Blockson Atty - - - - - - - - - - - 5.00

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - $27.65



To the Honorable Court of Common Pleas for the county of Columbiana

The undersigned Master Commissioner of this court to whom was refered the account of the executors of the estate of John Rupart late of said county, deceased. Reports – That in pursuance of the Rule of this Court he has examined said account and finds that said accountants have received

Rents of real estate with interest thereon - - - $207.33 ¼

From sale of Real estate - - - - - - - - - - - - - 1200.00

Making the whole amount charged

against accountants on the account - - - - - - $1407.33 ¼





Second page of Final Account March 29, 1842.

Estate of John Rupart. Packet 1439. Family History Library microfilm 2032592.

I do find by proper vouchers exhibited that said

accountants have paid debts owing

by said estate to the amount of - - - - - - - $21.65



Costs of administration, exclusive of the

sum to be allowed accountants for their

services - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - $6.00

- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - $27.65



Leaving in the hands of accountants for

distribution - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - $1379.68 ¼



Out of which the accountants compensation

for his services and masters fee to be

allowed by court to be deducted.



All which is respectfully submitted

March 29th 1842 - - - - - - - - Fisher A. Blackman

My fee - - - - - - - - $2.00 - - - - Mast Comm



April 5th the accounts having produced vouchers

No 4 & 5 amounting to $8.00 which being deducted

leaves - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - $1371.68 ¼

F A Blackman

Mas Com



No 6 of $2 being duducted leaves - - - - $1369.68 ¼

Easter!!

May you have Egg-zatly the kind of easter day you want. Make sure it is a good one.
Happy Easter one and all.

Winking Kitty

Last Woman Standing

Pushing my bike uphill, I am high off the ground and high on happiness.




"Look, look! I can stand out of the saddle!"




My riding companion's face registers confusion, then bewildered comprehension.




"Oh my God. You mean all this time you couldn't?!"

"Nope!"




Funny that she hadn't noticed - although many people I ride with don't seem to notice my deficiencies in cycling skills; I guess I find ways to disguise them. But privately I remain acutely aware of those deficiencies. And ever since I started riding as an adult, I've been trying to master this particular "skill" - something most riders seem to take for granted as just being part of riding a bike. Standing up when a gear feels too high is simply the natural thing to do for them. Pedal sitting, pedal standing, what's the difference?




For me there was a big difference. Since childhood, I've had problems with balance and proprioception (the awareness of one's body in space), both of which made riding a bike in anything but a rudimentary manner seem unattainable. 4 years ago, I could hardly swing a leg over a top tube without toppling over. But my irrational love of cycling made me persistent. Things are much better now than they used to be, to the point that I can almost pass for "normal" on a roadbike - all the more reason my few remaining difficulties are so frustrating.




So what was the problem getting out of the saddle?.. The physical memory is disappearing now, but try to imagine this: Whenever I'd try to stand up, I would lose the sense of where I was in relation to both the bike and the ground. Not only did I have no intuitive notion of how to hold my body up when no longer seated, but I'd start to experience general disorientation and mild vertigo. Not surprisingly, these sensations would make me anxious, which in turn made the whole thing worse; a vicious cycle.Verbal instructions from well-meaning riding companions did not help. This was obviously just something I needed to work on myself. And I did keep trying.




But the first break-through came when I wasn't trying at all. It was a couple of months ago. I was riding an Xtracycle Radishone day, up a gentle hill. Just before I was about to reach the top, I stood up and leaned forward instead of downshifting. My mind was elsewhere and the whole thing was unintentional; it just happened. After I realised what I'd done, I was so happy I almost had to pull over on the side of the road to laugh or cry or something. My mind was blown!I tried it again later, this time intentionally. It was not quite as natural as the first time. I was jerky in my movements and my legs grew tired quickly,but for a few pedal strokes at a time it worked.




Several days later came the 300K brevet. I was losing time on a long climb, and in a moment of frustration I tried standing up again so that I could push a bigger gear. This did not feel the same as it did on the Xtracycle and I nearly fell off my bike. After that I decided to give my standing attempts a little rest.




And I did, until one day - on my roadbike in Northern Ireland - it "just happened" again on its own. I simply stood up, absent-mindedly on a short hill. This time I decided to harness whatever impulse had enabled me to do this. Continuing to ride on rolling terrain I stood up again and again, rather than switching gears, until I began to trust that I could do it. After a week of this, I was no longer hesitant or nervous to stand up at will.




A few days ago I pedaled over to County Tyroneto visit a friend. It was a 100 mile day with around 6,000 feet of climbing over the "shoulders" of the Sperrins mountain range. I stood up whenever I wanted, and finally, in the course of this ride, it began to feel as I imagine it's felt to other riders all along - normal.




One thing I realise now, is that in addition to whatever balance issues were involved, another problem was weak legs. At first my legs would start to quiver after just a short time out of the saddle; I felt like one of those newborn colts learning to walk. On a serious hill, I still get worn out quickly when standing. So even though thebalance and proprioceptionproblems are gone, I continue to practice just to develop more leg strength. And finesse. At the moment, my technique is not exactly elegant. I don't throw the bike from side to side needlessly, but my pedal strokes are jerky and awkward compared to how I pedal seated.




As my last two years of roadcycling have shown, it is possible to do even long distance rides without ever standing out of the saddle. And there are, after all, experienced riders who simply prefer not to stand. I do not know whether I am one of them yet. But once I form a preference, it will be exactly that - a preference, and not a limitation.

Forty-Nine Palms Oasis

The signpost for the Forty-Nine Palms Oasis trail, located in the north-central part of Joshua Tree National Park, identifies the three-mile round-trip as moderately strenuous. And I would have to agree with that description!

The trail goes up one side of the mountain, circles around to the other side, going up and down (of course) then goes down into a canyon where the oasis is located.

A view from along the trail to the Forty-Nine Palms Oasis.

There may have been forty-nine palms at the Oasis at one time, but no more. These are Desert Fan Palm trees, which can grow to 75 feet in height and live for 80 to 90 years. The Cahuilla Indians (pronounced: Ka-wee-yahs) used palm thatch to make their homes wind-and- waterproof. The leaf fibers were woven into ropes. Baskets were made with the palm fibers and sandals from the palm leaf fibers.

There weren't many flowers in bloom yet at Joshua Tree, but the few that I saw, were gorgeous! Found along the trail, this Canterbury Bell was about 12 inches in height and was nestled against the rocks.

A closeup of the Canterbury Bell. Beautiful.

Heading back. You go up, then down, around, up, and down... definitely a good workout!

Anise Swallowtail Caterpillar

Anise Swallowtail in the making.

Uffintgon circular - Greatford, Barholm, Casewick Park

With Marta. Same walk as one on july 25 . Flat terrain. Overcast day, but dry - good underfoot - paths clear. About 10 miles - .25 ish switch-off after Greatford pub.




The same walk as I did on July 25 . This time we found our way to Greatford Church, but we still couldn't locate 'Meg's Well'. The photos show very grey skies.





Near Uffington church stand three redwoods.



Marta saw two hares when she looked through the huge gates of Uffington Manor on the main road.We turn right before the houses after West Hall Farm.



We believe this is the site of the mill mound marked on the OS map.



Our path takes us over farmland, always clearly marked and following track or field edge. We come out behind Cobbs Nook Farm, and join the Macmillan Way, along a wooded bridleway. We join the road turning left and then right to where we cross the East Coast Mainline at a level crossing. A short half mile takes us to our left turn into Shillingsthorpe Park.



The cows and calves are gathered round the food here.



We cross the river West Glen, and make our way to along the farm road to the woodland, before turning right over fields. These are no problem this time, as they have been harvested and waymarking is good. We follow the path behind the very private Greatford Hall into the village. A local resident of 25 year's standing tells us how to access the church - there's a small white gate near the bridge over the small river.



In the church is a memorial to Francis Willis, who is reputed to have cured George III of his madness in 1789. Dr Willis owned Greatford Hall, and ran an asylum there. The church also boasts a Roman coffin, and many interesting plaques and dedications.



As we come from the church towards the road we pass the entrance to Greatford Hall. It was destroyed by fire in 1922, but rebuilt.



The inn sign for the local pub, where we had an excellent baguette lunch, with friendly service.




A large stone cross near Bridge cottages


The crown commemorates the coronation of George VI. There is more info and more photos (not mine) here.



We cross the fields south towards Barholm. On the way we spot an ambitious mobile phone mast trying to look like a tree. We cross a bridge over Greatford Cut, which joins the West Glen River to the Welland and forms a flood defence system for Greatford.



Barholm Church. Click on the link for further information.

From Barholm we take the road past the Five Horseshoes pub and the Old Hall. We turn left and make our way over several fields to the railway again. No level crossing here, but a warning about trains travelling at 100 mph. The track is straight and the view is good. On the other side we walk over two or three fields before reaching Casewick Park, with its lovely buildings, high hedges and fine gates.







I need to identify this tree.





A look back at Casewick Hall as we leave the park, and take the road leading to Uffington.



Apart from the hares, we saw a few swallows swooping after the insects, and a lot of small speckled wood (?) butterflies.