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Friday, December 5, 2025

Ask AI: Describe Elijah McKnew's Life As a Gold Miner in Tuolumne County, California in 1860

 After developing the AI-assisted ABC Biography of Elijah McKnew and Jane Whittle in ABC Biography of Elijah Pickrell McKnew (1836-1912) and Jane (Whittle) McKnew (1847-1921) Family of San Francisco, California, I was intrigued by the 1860 U.S. census record that indicated both Elijah McKnew (at age 24) and Jane Whittle (at age 13) were neighbors residing in Township No. 2 (now Tuttletown) in Tuolumne County, California.  They married in 1865 there, and are my wife Linda's great-grandparents.  


(AI ChatGPT5 image - California gold miner in 1860)

I wondered what their lives were like, so I asked Anthropic Claude Sonnet 4.5 and here is the story about Elijah's life in 1860:

Elijah McKnew's Life in Tuttletown, 1860

In 1860, twenty-four-year-old Elijah Pickrell McKnew was living the hard life of a gold miner in Township No. 2, Tuolumne County, California. He had come west from Maryland sometime after deserting from the U.S. Army in 1856, perhaps seeking both escape from his past and opportunity in the goldfields. Interestingly, he appears to have adopted his middle name "Pickrell" as his surname during this period—the 1860 census lists him as "Elijah Picrell," possibly an attempt to avoid detection or simply start fresh in a new land.

The Mining District

Tuttletown had been established around 1848 when Judge Tuttle discovered rich gold deposits on Mormon Creek and built the first log cabin there. By 1860, the initial frenzy of the Gold Rush had passed, but Tuolumne County remained one of California's leading gold producers during the 1850-70 period, with placer gold being extracted primarily from Tertiary and Quaternary gravels.

The area around Tuttletown was part of the Mother Lode belt, and the district became known for pocket-mining during the 1860s and was worked almost continuously until World War II. Elijah would have been mining during a transitional period—the easy surface gold was largely gone, but the area still held promise for those willing to work hard.

Daily Life as a Miner

The 1860 census provides a snapshot of Elijah's circumstances. He lived in a household with Lewis B. Pratt, a 33-year-old miner from New York, and each man claimed $200 in personal property—a modest but respectable amount for working miners of that era. They likely shared a simple cabin or tent, pooling resources as was common among miners.

During the early years of mining in the area, individual miners used simple equipment including gold pans, bateas, sluice boxes, and rockers, By 1860, as the easily accessible gold diminished, miners increasingly formed companies to build Long Toms, elaborate wingdams, and flutter wheels, using various means to divert rivers and extract nuggets from stream beds.

Working the Stanislaus River

Gold was found along the banks of the Stanislaus River and in virtually every stream drainage in the area, with extensive placer mining carried out in nearly all the ravines and gulches. Parrott's Ferry, established in 1860, connected Tuttletown with Vallecito across the Stanislaus River, and Elijah likely crossed this ferry regularly as he worked different claims and visited neighboring camps.

The work was backbreaking. Miners spent long days standing in cold water, bent over sluice boxes, or digging into gravel deposits. Placer mining required large quantities of water, resulting in the development of numerous water conveyance systems in the area. The physical toll was immense—miners developed chronic back problems, rheumatism from constant exposure to cold water, and injuries from the heavy labor.

The Mining Community

The Tuolumne County foothills in this era were covered with miners, gamblers, and all sorts of people, and crime had become a problem. By 1860, however, after the violent conflicts following the Foreign Miners Act of 1850 and its repeal, things had somewhat stabilized, though some trouble persisted until 1858.

The mining camps were rough places, populated mostly by men living in crude conditions far from family and civilization. Tuttletown would have had a few stores, perhaps a saloon or two, and maybe a boarding house. Entertainment was limited—card games, drinking, and storytelling around campfires were the main diversions after exhausting days of labor.

Modest Success and Future Hope

Elijah's $200 in personal property suggests he was getting by but not striking it rich. By 1868, voter registration records show him listing his occupation as "Farmer" in Tuttletown, suggesting he had begun to transition away from purely mining to a more stable agricultural life—a common trajectory as the easy gold played out.

It was in this rough mining country that Elijah would meet Jane Whittle, who was living nearby with her sister's family. The 1860 census captured them both in Tuolumne County, just two lines apart—she a thirteen-year-old girl from Australia, he a young miner trying to make his fortune. Five years later, they would marry and begin building the family that would eventually bring them to San Francisco and sustain them for nearly half a century.

In 1860, though, Elijah was simply another miner among thousands, working hard in the California goldfields, hoping that tomorrow's pan would finally reveal the color that would change his fortune. Like most miners, he would never strike it rich, but the perseverance and work ethic he developed in those Tuolumne County diggings would serve him well in the decades to come.

That response didn't tell me much about the Gold Mining process, so I asked my AI assistant Claude to explain how Elijah might have mined for gold in Mormon Creek or Stanislaus River:

 Elijah McKnew's Gold Placer Mining Process 

in Tuttletown, 1860

In 1860, Elijah McKnew was working as a placer miner in the gold-bearing gravels along the creeks and streams around Tuttletown in Tuolumne County. Placer mining methods used in California had been known for centuries and included use of the familiar pan, cradle (rocker), long tom, and sluice box, with each being a refinement of the earlier method. By 1860, the initial gold rush frenzy had passed, and miners like Elijah had to work harder and smarter to extract gold from increasingly depleted deposits.

Starting the Day: Locating Pay Dirt

Elijah's day began at dawn. He would head to his claim along one of the creeks feeding into the Stanislaus River, carrying his mining tools—a shovel, pick, gold pan, and likely access to a rocker box or long tom that he might share with his mining partner Lewis Pratt or other miners in the area.

The first task was identifying promising "pay dirt"—gravel and sediment that contained gold. Experienced miners like Elijah learned to read the landscape, looking for places where gold would naturally accumulate: inside bends of streams, behind large boulders, in cracks and crevices of bedrock, or in gravel bars. Gold, being heavier than other materials, settled in these natural "traps" as water slowed and dropped its sediment.

The Gold Pan: The Basic Tool

The basic procedure was to place some gold-bearing materials, such as river gravel, into a shallow pan, add some water, and then carefully swirl the mixture around so the water and light material spilled over the side, with the heavier gold nuggets or gold dust settling to the bottom of the pan.

For Elijah, panning was both a prospecting tool and a way to process small amounts of material. Gold panning was slow even for the most skillful miner—on a good day, one miner could wash about 50 pans in the usual 12-hour workday and obtain a small amount of gold dust. This meant that relying solely on panning was barely profitable by 1860, when the easy surface gold was long gone.

The physical technique required patience and skill. Elijah would:

  • Fill his pan about three-quarters full with gravel from a promising spot

  • Submerge it in water (standing in the cold creek)

  • Break up any clay lumps with his hands

  • Use a circular swirling motion to agitate the material

  • Carefully tilt the pan to let water and lighter materials wash over the edge

  • Repeat this process, gradually washing away sand and gravel

  • Eventually, only the heaviest materials—black sand and hopefully gold—would remain at the bottom

The Rocker Box (Cradle): Increasing Efficiency

To process more material and increase his chances of finding gold, Elijah likely used a rocker box, also called a cradle. Rockers generally ranged in length from 24 to 60 inches, in width from 12 to 25 inches, and in height from 6 to 24 inches, resembling a box on skids or a poorly designed sled that sorts materials through screens.

The rocker consisted of three main parts:

  • A screen or "riddle-box" on top with half-inch holes to catch larger rocks

  • An apron (often canvas or carpet) underneath the screen where most gold was caught

  • A sluice box below with wooden riffles to trap any gold that escaped the apron

Rather than using an active flow like a sluice, water was fed into the head of the rocker box manually using a tin can that miners would usually nail to the end of a stick so they could ladle water into the box. As Elijah poured water into the top, he would rock it back and forth like a cradle, which helped separate the lighter material from the heavier gold and black sands.

The man who rocks a cradle learns to appreciate the fact that the "golden sands" of California are not pure sand, but are often extremely tough clay, a hopperful of which must be shaken about for ten minutes before it will dissolve under a constant pouring of water.

The process was labor-intensive but more efficient than panning alone. One to three cubic yards, bank measure, could be dug and washed in a rocker per man-shift, depending upon the distance the gravel or water had to be carried, the character of the gravel, and the size of the rocker.

A Typical Working Day

A typical day for Elijah would unfold like this:

Morning (dawn to mid-morning):

  • Dig pay dirt from the creek bank or exposed gravel deposits using pick and shovel

  • Carry buckets of gravel to the rocker location

  • Fill buckets with water from the creek

  • Begin processing: shovel gravel into the rocker's screen, pour water from the dipper, and rock the cradle back and forth

  • Large stones caught in the screen would be inspected for nuggets and tossed aside

  • Continue this repetitive cycle

Midday:

  • Take a brief break to eat whatever simple meal he'd brought—perhaps beans, hardtack, bacon, or bread

  • Clean up the rocker after every 2 to 3 hours, or oftener when rich ground is worked and gold begins to show on the apron or in the riffles

  • Water would be poured through while gently rocking, and the top surface sand and dirt washed away

  • The apron would be dumped into a pan, and the material from behind the riffles scooped up and washed

Afternoon (until dusk):

  • Continue the digging, carrying, shoveling, pouring, and rocking cycle

  • By this point, Elijah's back would ache from the constant bending and shoveling

  • His hands would be raw from the shovel handle and cold from the creek water

  • His legs would be sore from standing in cold water for hours

Evening cleanup:

  • Conduct a final cleanup of the rocker

  • Pan the concentrated material from the apron and riffles to separate the final gold from the black sand

  • Store the day's gold (if any) in a small leather pouch or glass vial

  • Clean and secure tools for the next day

The Long Tom: A More Advanced Method

If water was plentiful and Elijah was working with other miners, they might have used a long tom instead. A long tom usually has a greater capacity than a rocker and does not require the labor of rocking. It consists essentially of a short receiving launder, an open washing box 6 to 12 feet long with the lower end a perforated plate or a screen set at an angle, and a short sluice with riffles.

A long-tom is a trough about sixteen feet long, with a perforated sheet of iron inserted at one end; water is let on, and dirt thrown in, which it is only necessary to stir up and throw out the stones. This method was more efficient but required a constant supply of running water and often a team of workers—one shoveling in dirt, another forking out large stones, and others managing the water flow.

The Physical Toll

The work was brutally hard. Elijah spent his days:

  • Standing in cold mountain water that numbed his feet and legs

  • Bent over constantly, shoveling hundreds of pounds of gravel

  • Swinging a pick to loosen compacted material

  • Carrying heavy buckets of gravel and water

  • Rocking the cradle in a repetitive motion that strained his arms and back

  • Squinting in the sun to spot the elusive glint of gold

Miners commonly developed chronic back problems, rheumatism from constant exposure to cold water, and various injuries from the heavy labor. The work was monotonous, exhausting, and often disappointing.

The Uncertain Reward

By 1860, the easy gold was gone. Elijah's $200 in personal property listed in the census suggests he was making a modest living but certainly not striking it rich. On a good day, he might find a few dollars' worth of gold dust and small flakes. On bad days—which were probably more common—he might find almost nothing despite hours of backbreaking labor.

The uncertainty was psychologically exhausting. Every shovelful might contain gold, or might be worthless. Miners lived on hope, sustained by occasional small finds and the dream that tomorrow they might hit a rich pocket.

Why Continue?

Despite the hardships, placer mining offered something that few other occupations did for a man like Elijah, who had deserted from the Army and might have had limited other opportunities. It offered:

  • Independence—he worked for himself, not a boss

  • Possibility—however slim, the chance of a big strike always existed

  • Freedom—from regular employment, from questions about his past

  • Community—the rough camaraderie of other miners who didn't ask too many questions

By 1868, voter records show Elijah listing his occupation as "Farmer" rather than miner, suggesting he had transitioned to more stable agricultural work. The mining life had taught him perseverance and hard work—qualities that would serve him well in the decades to come as he built a family and eventually moved to San Francisco.

The placer mining years were formative for Elijah, teaching him that success came not from lucky strikes but from steady, determined effort. It was a lesson he would carry throughout his life.

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3)  The Google NotebookLM Video Overview of this post is below. 

4)   I have no easy way to double check on these responses from Claude. I don't have many book resources for the subjects and the locality,  but there are published books available for this time period and general location. The families mentioned are my wife's ancestral families and I have significant information about their lives from the available records, but know nothing about their daily lives.  

5)  After I read these types of social history summaries, I wish that I could be a time traveler for one day to visit the McKnew family in Tuttletown and witness their daily lives.  I'm glad that the general lifestyles and occupations are known from historical records and witness accounts.

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Monday, December 28, 2009

Mystery Monday - Finding Jane and Elijah in the 1860 Census

If we don't have the good fortune of an autobiography or a great obituary, piecing together the lives of our ancestors relies on finding bits of information about them. Typically, we can find census records, vital records (if available), city directories, immigration and/or citizenship records, military records (if they registered or served), land records, probate records, a gravestone, an obituary, and other types of records. An elusive ancestor hunt is like Forrest Gump's box of chocolates - you never know exactly what you are going to find.

I've written about my wife's great-grandparents, Elijah Pickrell McKnew (born 1836 in MD, died 1912 in CA) and his wife, Jane Whittle (born 1847 in Australia, died 1921 in CA), married in 1865 in San Francisco, California, in Solving Family Mysteries one at a time, 18 April 1906 - San Francisco - They Were There! and Finding daughters married names in census records. I had previously found them in the 1870 US Census in Township 2, Tuolumne County, California, in the 1900 and 1910 US Census in San Francisco, California. But I had not found either Elijah or Jane in the 1860 census, or their family in the 1880 census.

I found Jane in the 1860 US Census last night. Since Jane was born in Australia in about 1847, I searched for "Jane Whit*" born 1847 +/- 2 years in Australia residing in California. There was only one match - Jane White, age 13, born Australia, residing in Township 2, Tuolumne County, California. Here's the census image from Ancestry.com:



Is that the Jane I'm looknig for on line 31? Jane White (sic) is residing with the W.B. Ray family. And lookee there! Elijah Picrell (age 26, born in MD) is two lines below her! That has to be the Elijah Pickrell McKnew I'm looking for!

Naturally, this raises some questions:

* Where were Jane's parents? Here's a 13 year old girl residing in a mining community in the Gold Country of California. Jane's parents are Joseph and Rachel (Moore) Whittle, and I think that Joseph Whittle lived until 1871, dying in San Francisco. There are no Joseph Whittles (or similar names like White) born in England in about 1821 in Tuolumne County or in San Francisco (although he apparently naturalized in San Francisco in 1861) in the 1860 census (the likeliest candidate is a Joseph White, age 36, born England, in San Francisco with a 23-year-old Sarah White (born Bombay). I have no record of when Rachel (Moore) Whittle died, so I don't know if Sarah is a second wife of Joseph Whittle.

* Is Jane related to Elizabeth Ray (age 21, born in England)? I don't know, but they may be sisters. That would explain why Jane was in Tuolumne County. Perhaps her parents, or at least her mother, had died.

* Why was Elijah Pickrell McKnew listed as "Elijah Picrell?" The simple answer is that he was hiding in plain sight from the US Army that he deserted from in 1856.

I have searched several times for the Elijah McKnew family in the 1880 US Census, especially in San Francisco, without success. According to the San Francisco City Directories on Footnote.com, Elijah McKnew resided in San Francisco from 1875 on, and in 1880 resided on the South side of Nineteenth Street near Castro. I haven't been able to find him in the 1880 census yet, but now that Ancestry.com has improved their browse function, I will go search page by page for the McKnew family. If I find them, I will write another post about the search.

Friday, November 21, 2025

Genealogical Sketch of the Elijah Pickrell McKnew and Jane (Whittle) McKnew Family of San Francisco, California

 I have started writing genealogical sketches, and then will write AI-assisted biographies, of my wife's ancestors by ancestral couple, not by individual ancestor.  

Here is the genealogical sketch for Linda's great-grandparents  Elijah Pickrell McKnew (1836-1912) and Jane (Whittle) McKnew (1847-1921) who married in Tuolumne County, California in 1865 and resided in San Francisco, California after 1876.

1)  Elijah Pickrell McKnew's Early Life


Elijah Pickrell McKnew was born on 29 March 1836 in Prince George's, Maryland,[1-3] the second son and fourth child of Jeremiah McKnew (1804-????) and Frances Allethia Pickrell (1810-1845), who married in 1829 in Washington, District of Columbia. The Jeremiah McKnew and Frances Alethia Pickrell family included:
  • Jeremiah McKnew, born February 1831, Prince George's, Maryland; married Rosalie B. Taylor, 29 October 1852, Washington, District of Columbia; died 27 March 1860, Washington, District of Columbia.
  • Catherine Louisa McKnew, born 18 October 1832, probably Prince George's, Maryland; married Elias Thomas, 9 December 1852, Powhatan, Baltimore, Maryland; died 2 October 1910, Pikesville, Baltimore, Maryland.
  • Elizabeth Jane McKnew, born 1835, probably Prince George's, Maryland; married Andrew Aitcheson, 25 August 1853, Laurel, Prince Georges, Maryland; died 1901, Alexandria, Alexandria, Virginia.
  • Elijah Pickrell McKnew, born 29 March 1836, Prince George's, Maryland; married Jane Whittle, 12 November 1865, Tuolumne, California; died 4 April 1912, San Francisco, San Francisco, California.
  • Benjamin Pickrell McKnew, born 25 December 1840, Prince George's, Maryland; married Diana Houston Aitcheson, 30 Nov 1865, Prince George's, Maryland; died 14 October 1905, Prince George's, Maryland.
  • Maria Louise McKnew, born about 1842, probably Prince George's, Maryland; married Peter Aitcheson, 25 December 1866, Prince George's, Maryland; died 1885, Alexandria, Alexandria, Virginia.
Elijah McKnew was not enumerated in the 1850 United States census in the District of Columbia or Maryland, although Jeremiah with his second wife and several children were enumerated in the District.

Elijah McKnew enlisted in the First Dragoon, Company A of the United States Army on 5 January 1855 in Baltimore, Maryland. He deserted from the Army on 20 January 1856.[4]

Elijah came to California before 1860, settled in the Gold country east of Stockton, and likely used his middle name as a last name for some time.

In the 1860 United States Census, Elijah Picrell was enumerated in Township No. 2, Tuolumne County, California.[5] The household included:
  • Elijah Picrell - age 26, male, miner, $200 in personal property, born MD.
  • Lewis B. Pratt - age 33, male, miner, $200 in personal property, born NY.
2)  Jane Whittle's Early Life

Jane Whittle was born on 2 August 1847 in Sydney, New South Wales, Australia,[6-9] the daughter of Alexander Whittle (1818-1853) and Rachel Morley (1821-1861), who married in Bolton-le-Moor, Lancashire, England in 1840, and emigrated to Australia later in 1840. Alexander Whittle and Rachel Morley had the following children:
  • Elizabeth Morley Whittle, born 1 June 1839, Bolton-le-Moors, Lancashire, England; married (1) William Baker Ray, 7 March 1855, Calaveras, California; married (2) William Swerer, 8 June 1863, Sonora, Tuolumne, California; died 11 November 1912, Tuttletown, Tuolumne, California.
  • William Alfred Whittle was born on 1 March 1842 in Sydney, New South Wales, Australia. died on 23 December 1842 at the age of 0 in Sydney, New South Wales, Australia.
  • Joseph Whittle, born 30 May 1843, Sydney, New South Wales, Australia; married Mary Ann Quig, 29 October 1868, Angels Camp, Calaveras, California; died 7 October 1886, Angels Camp, Calaveras, California.
  • John Whittle was born on 26 August 1845 in Sydney, New South Wales, Australia. He was christened on 19 October 1845 at St. James Church in Sydney, New South Wales, Australia. He died before 1852 at the age of 7 in Sydney, New South Wales, Australia.
  • Jane Whittle, born 2 August 1847, Sydney, New South Wales, Australia; married Elijah Pickrell McKnew, 12 November 1865, Tuolumne, California; died 7 February 1921, San Francisco, San Francisco, California.
  • Margaret Whittle was born on 31 July 1849 in Sydney, New South Wales, Australia.30 She was christened on 2 September 1849 at St. James Church in Sydney, New South Wales, Australia. She died on 3 June 1850 at the age of 0 in Sydney, New South Wales, Australia.
Alexander Whittle emigrated from Sydney to California in 1850. He died in 1853 in Angel's Camp, Calaveras, California. Rachel (Morley) Whittle emigrated with her children by 1852 to San Francisco, California. She married again and died 10 October 1861 in Sacramento, Sacramento, California.

The 1852 California State Census shows Rachel and three of her children residing in San Francisco, California in 1852:[10]
  • Rachel Wadle, Age = 32, Birthplace = England, Last Residence = Manchester (?)
  • Eliz Wadle, Age = 13, Birthplace = England, Last Residence = Manchester
  • Jos Wadle, Age = 9, Birthplace = NSW
  • Jane Wadle, Age = 5, Birthplace = NSW
Jane “White” was enumerated in the 1860 United States Census in Tuolumne County, California with the W.B. Ray family (her sister Elizabeth’s husband) only two lines above Elijah McKnew. Jane was age 13, born in Australia.

3)  Elijah Pickrell McKnew and Jane (Whittle) McKnew's Married Life

Elijah Pickrell McKnew and Jane Whittle were married on 12 November 1865 in Tuolumne, California.[11-12] Elijah Pickrell McKnew and Jane Whittle had the following children:
  • Allethia Jane McKnew, born 25 November 1867, Tuolumne, California; married (1) John William Runnels, 12 Aug 1887, San Francisco, San Francisco, California, 3 children; married John F. Harper, after 1912, San Francisco, San Francisco, California; died 21 April 1959, San Francisco, San Francisco, California, one child.
  • Alfred Rodney McKnew, born 23 February 1869, Tuolumne, California; married Alice G. McCann, 10 April 1889, Alameda, California, six children; died 23 November 1943, San Francisco, San Francisco, California.
  • Henry Lee McKnew, born December 1870, Tuolumne, California; married Anna Marie Goff, about 1892, San Francisco, San Francisco, California, three children; died 1 August 1934, San Francisco, San Francisco, California.
  • Alice Louise McKnew, born 24 December 1872, Tuolumne, California; married Phineas Durkee Hayes, about 1895, San Francisco, San Francisco, California, one child; died 1 June 1959, San Francisco, San Francisco, California.
  • Lilly M. McKnew, born 15 August 1876, San Francisco, San Francisco, California; married (1) George Ludwig Olsen, about 1895, San Francisco, San Francisco, California, one child; married (2) Charles Aloysius Gardiner, before 1920, California; died 22 May 1958, Burlingame, San Mateo, California.
  • George Morgan McKnew was born on 2 January 1879 in San Francisco, San Francisco, California. He died on 15 April 1944 at the age of 65 in Kern, California.
  • Belle Alberta McKnew, born 17 February 1882, San Francisco, San Francisco, California; married (1) George Frederick Samwell, 12 September 1904, San Francisco, San Francisco, California, one child; married (2) Paul Ewald, 23 April 1928, San Francisco, San Francisco, California, no children; died 15 December 1975, Union City, Alameda, California.
  • Edna Catherine McKnew, born 7 March 1884, San Francisco, San Francisco, California; married Paul Frederick Schaffner, 24 June 1906, San Francisco, San Francisco, California, two children; died 11 November 1974, San Francisco, San Francisco, California.
  • May Jane McKnew, born May 1886, San Francisco, San Francisco, California; married William Charles Kenealy, 19 Feb 1908, San Francisco, San Francisco, California, two children; died 10 November 1918, San Francisco, San Francisco, California.
  • Leland Joseph McKnew, born 6 June 1889, San Francisco, San Francisco, California; married Agnes Matilde Hansen, 23 December 1909, Marin, California, two children; died 28 November 1933, Sacramento, California.
  • Gladys Hazel McKnew, born 22 August 1892, San Francisco, San Francisco, California; married Henry F. Rose, 17 May 1916, Alameda, California, no children; died 1 June 1955, San Francisco, San Francisco, California.
In the 1870 United States Census, the E.A. McNew family was enumerated in Township 2, Tuolumne County, California.[13] The household included:
  • E. A. McNew - age 34, male, white, a miner, $1000 in real property, $100 in personal property, born Maryland, eligible to vote
  • Jane McNew - age 23, female, white, keeping house, born Australia, parents of foreign birth.
  • A.J. McNew - age 3, male, white, at home, born California, mother of foreign birth
  • A.R. McNew - age 2, female, white, born California, mother of foreign birth
The Elijah McKnew family moved to San Francisco before 1876 and resided near 19th Street and Castro Street. The street number system changed over the years.

A concerted effort to find the Elijah McKnew family in the 1880 census in California was fruitless on www.ancestry.com. The given names of Eli*, E, Jan*, J, Alf*, Hen*, Ali*, etc., and the surnames of *Knew, *New, New*, Mcn*, Mck*, Mackn*, MacN*, and combinations with the birthplace and birth years of Elijah and Jane were fruitless. Searches in San Francisco County for children with their known birth years was fruitless. The conclusion was reached that this family was not enumerated in the 1880 United States Census in California.

The California Voter Registers was reviewed for entries for Elijah McKnew[14] The found entries are:
  • 1868 in Tuolumne County: McKnew, Elijah, age 32, nativity Maryland, occupation Farmer, residence Tuttletown, registered Sept. 29, 1868
  • 1876 in San Francisco: McKnew, Elijah Pickens, age 40, nativity Maryland, occupation Teamster, residence 19th n Castro, Ward 11
  • 1880 in San Francisco: McKnew, Elijah Pickering, age 44, nativity Maryland, occupation Driver, residence SW s 19th, b Cas & Sher, floor All, registered Sept. 21, 1880
  • 1882 in San Francisco: Voting No. 196, Reg'd No. 147, name McKnew, Elijah, age 47, nativity Maryland, occupation Salesman, residence 1013 Nineteenth, registered Oct. 3, 1882
  • 1886 in San Francisco: Voting No. 185, Reg'd No. 96, name McKnew, Elijah Pickrell, age 50, nativity Maryland, occupation Teamster, residence 1013 Nineteenth, registered Sept. 21, 1886
  • 1888 in San Francisco: Voting No. 203, Reg'd No. 174, name McKnew, Elijah, age 53, nativity Maryland, occupation Driver, residence 1013 Nineteenth, registered Oct. 11, 1888
  • 1890 in San Francisco: Voting No. 160, Reg'd No. 201, name McKnew, Elijah Pickrill, age 54, nativity Maryland, occupation Merchant, residence 1013 Nineteenth, registered Oct. 16, 1890
  • 1892 in San Francisco: Voting No. 204, Reg'd No. 124, name McKnew, Elijah Pickrel, age 60, height 5 ft 7-1/4 in, complexion Fr, eye color Br, hair color Med, visible marks Mole right eye, occupation Fruit dealer, nativity Maryland, residence 1015 19th, floor T, registered Sept. 26, 1892
  • 1896 in San Francisco: Voting No. 180, Reg'd No. 3, name McKnew, Elijah Pickrel, age 61, height 5 ft 7-1/4 in, complexion Fr, eye color Br, hair color Gr, occupation Oysterman, nativity Maryland, residence 1017 Nineteenth, floor 2, room All, registered June 1, 1896, read Constitution and write name Yes, mark ballot Yes
  • 1898 in San Francisco: Voting No. 170, Reg'd No. 159, name McKnew, Elijah Pickrel, occupation Oysters, age 63, height 5 ft 6-3/4 in, complexion Dk, eye color Hzl, hair color Gr, nativity Ireland, residence 4131 Nineteenth, floor All, registered Aug. 10, read Constitution and write name Yes, mark ballot Yes
In the 1900 United States Census, this family was enumerated at 4131 19th Street in Assembly District 36, San Francisco, San Francisco County, California.[15] The household included:
  • Elijah P. McKnew - head of household, white, male, born Mar 1837, age 63, married, for 35 years, born Maryland, parents born Maryland/Maryland, no occupation, owns home with a mortgage
  • Jane McKnew - wife, white, female, born Aug 1847, age 52, married, for 35 years, 11 children born, 11 living, born Australia, parents born England/England, immigrated in 1850, resident of US for 50 years
  • Bell A. McKnew - daughter, white, female, born Feb 1882, age 18, single, born California, parents born Maryland/Australia
  • Edna C. McKnew - daughter, white, female, born Mar 1884, age 16, single, born California, parents born Maryland/Australia, milliner
  • May J. McKnew - daughter, white, female, born May 1886, age 14, single, born California, parents born Maryland/Australia
  • Leland J. McKnew - son, white, male, born June 1889, age 10, single, born California, parents born Maryland/Australia, at school
  • Gladys H. McKnew - daughter, white, female, born Aug 1891, age 8, single, born California, parents born Maryland/Australia, at school
The McKnew family resided at 4131 19th Street in San Francisco when the Great San Francisco Earthquake hit on 19 April 1906. All family members, and the house survived the earthquake and the fire that burned to within one block of their home. The home was damaged and subsequently repaired. The family has a priceless photograph of family members on the street accompanied by their stove and other household items taken soon after the earthquake. Note the house steeet number above the front door – 4131.


In the 1910 United States Census, this family was enumerated at 4103 19th Street in Assembly District 34, San Francisco, San Francisco County, California.[16] The household included:
  • Elijah P. McKnew - head of household, male, white, age 74, first marriage, married 44 years, born Maryland, parents born Maryland/Maryland, can speak English, has own income, can read and write, owns home free of mortgage
  • Jane McKnew - wife, female, white, age 62, first marriage, married 44 years, 12 children born, 11 living, born Ata English, parents born Ata English/English Ata, can speak English, no occupation, can read and write,
  • Gladys McKnew - daughter, female, white, age 18, single, born California, parents born Maryland/Maryland, can speak English, stenographer, works in office, a wage earner, can read and write,
  • Robert J. McKnew - lodger, male, white, age 24, single, born North Carolina, parents born North Carolina/North Carolina, can speak English, superintendent, works at food company, a wage earner, can read and write.
In the 1910 census, son Leland McKnew was enumerated at 4135 19th Street in Assembly District 34, San Francisco, San Francisco County, California. The household included:
  • Leland McKnew - head of household, male, white, age 21, first marriage, married 1 year, born California, parents born Maryland/England, a messenger, works for Wells Fargo Express, rents home
  • Agnes McKnew - wife. female, white, age 20, first marriage, married 1 year, 0 children born, 0 living, born California, parents born Norway/Norway
4)  The Later Years

Elijah Pickrell McKnew died on 4 April 1912 in San Francisco.[1-3, 17] A death notice for Elijah P. McKnew was published in the San Francisco Chronicle newspaper, dated 5 April 1912, on page 17. It says:
"McKNEW -- In this city, April 4, Elijah P., dearly beloved husband of Jane McKnew, and devoted father of Alfred H., Henry L., George M., Leland J., and Gladys Hazel McKnew, Mrs. A. Runnels, Mrs. P.D. Hayes, Lily Olsen, Mrs. G.F. Samwell, Mrs. P.F. Schaffner and Mrs. W.C. Kenealy, a native of Baltimore, Md., aged 76 years and 6 days (Tuolumne county papers please copy)."
In the 1920 United States Census, Jane McKnew was enumerated at 4137 19th Street in Assembly District 26, San Francisco, San Francisco County, California.[18] The household included:
  • Jane McKnew - head of household, owns home with mortgage, female, white, age 72, widow, unknown immigration, born Australia, parents born England/England, no occupation.
Jane (Whittle) McKnew died on 7 February 1921 in San Francisco.[7-9,19] A death notice for Jane McKnew was published in the San Francisco Chronicle newspaper dated 9 February 1921, page 6. It says:
"McKNEW--In this city February 7, 1921, Jane, beloved wife of the late E.P. McKNEW and loving mother of Alfred R., Henry L., George M. and Leland J. McKNEW, Allethia J. RUNNELS, Mrs. P.D. HAYES, Mrs. C.A. GARDINER, Mrs. G.F. ROSE and the late Mrs. W. C. KENEALY, a native of Australia, aged 73 years, 6 months 5 days. Friends are invited to attend the funeral services Wednesday, at 2 o'clock p.m. from her late residence, 4137 19th St., Interment, Cypress Lawn Cemetary, private."
Elijah Pickrell McKnew and Jane (Whittle) McKnew are inurned in Cypress Lawn Cemetery in Colma, San Mateo County, California.[3,9]

No probate record for either Elijah or Jane has been found to date.

5.  SOURCES:

1. Elijah P. McKnew, death certificate, Local Registered No. 2086, died 4 April 1912, age 76 years, 6 days; Department of Public Health, San Francisco City and County, California (certificate obtained 15 May 2012).

2. "San Francisco Chronicle," online database, SFGenealogy (www.SFGenealogy.com), citing original documents at San Francisco Public Library, San Francisco, Calif., 5 April 1912 edition, page 17, Elijah P. McKnew death notice, indicates age 76 years, 6 days.

3. Find A Grave, indexed and imaged, (https://www.findagrave.com), Cypress Lawn Memorial Park, Colma, Calif., Elijah Pickrell McKnew memorial #175579978.

4. "U.S. Army, Register of Enlistments, 1798-1914," digital image, 
Ancestry.com    (https://www.ancestry.com : digital image 18 December 2012), Enlistment Register, 1855 Jan - 1857 Sep; page 152 (penned), Elijah McKnew entry, enlisted 5 January 1855, deserted 20 January 1856.

5. 1860 United States Federal Census, Tuolumne County, California, Township #2; Page 399, Dwelling #3776, Elijah Picrell household; imaged, 
Ancestry.com (https://www.ancestry.com), citing National Archives Microfilm Publication M653, Roll 71.

6. "Australian Births and Baptisms, 1792-1981," indexed database, FamilySearch (https://www.familysearch.org), extracted from FHL microfilms 993955-6, Jane Whittle entry, 2 August 1847.

7. Jane McKnew, San Francisco, Calif. death certificate, Local Registered No. 823, died 7 February 1921, birth 2 August 1847 in Australia; Department of Public Health, San Francisco City and County, California (obtained 22 May 2012).

8. "San Francisco Chronicle," SFGenealogy, 9 February 1921 edition, page 8, Jane McKnew death notice, 2 February 1921.

9. Find A Grave, Cypress Lawn Memorial Park, Colma, Calif., Jane Whittle McKnew (1847-1921) memorial #175579685.

10. "California State Census, 1852," San Francisco County, California, page 524 (penned), Rachel Wadle household; imaged, 
Ancestry.com (https://www.ancestry.com), ; citing California State Library, Sacramento, California; 1852 California State Census, Roll #: 4; Repository Collection #: C144:4.

11. Tuolumne County California Marriages, 1850-1900 (Groom and Bride), (Sonora, Calif. : Tuolumne County Genealogical Society, 2009), Bride's list, no page number, Elijah McKnew and Jane Whittle entry, 12 November 1865.

12. Tuolumne County, California Recorder's Office, Vital Records, 1850-1906, "Delayed births, vol. 1, 1862-1905 -- Index to marriage certificates (Men), vol. 1, 1852-1875 -- Index to marriage certificates (Men), vol. 2, 1876-1905 -- Index to marriage certificates (Women), vol. 1, 1852-1875 -- Index to marriage certificates (Women), vol. 2, 1875-1905 -- Marriage record, vols. 1-4, 1850- 1862 -- Marriage licenses, vol. 1, 1862-1870 -- Marriage licenses, vol. 2, 1871-1872 -- Marriage licenses, vol. 3, 1873-1878", imaged, FamilySearch (https://www.familysearch.org), on FHL microfilm US/CAN 1305265 (accessed 24 January 2018); Volume 1, page 195, Elijah McKnew and Jane Whittle marriage license and certificate.

13. 1870 United States Federal Census, Tuolumne County, California, Township #2, Page 354 (penned), dwelling #1352, family #607, E.A. McNew household; imaged, 
Ancestry.com (https://www.ancestry.com), citing National Archives Microfilm Publication M593, Roll 93.

14. "California Voter Registers, 1866-1898," digital images, 
Ancestry.com  (https://www.ancestry.com : accessed 8 January 2018); various years, e.g. San Francisco > 1876-7, page 69, Voting No. 4958, Elijah Pickens McKnew entry.

15. 1900 United States Federal Census, San Francisco County, California, Assembly district 34, Enumeration District 104, Page 8A, Dwelling #133, Family #175, Elijah McKnew household; imaged, Ancestry.com (https://www.ancestry.com), citing National Archives Microfilm Publication T623, Roll 103.

16. 1910 United States Federal Census, San Francisco County, California, population schedule, Assembly district 34; Enumeration District 128, Page 7A, Dwelling #150, Family #158, Elijah P. McKnew household; imaged, 
Ancestry.com (https://www.ancestry.com : accessed 28 May 2012); citing National Archives Microfilm Publication T624, Roll 98.

17. "California Death Index, 1905-1939," indexed, 
Ancestry.com (https://www.ancestry.com); San Francisco County, Elijah P. McKnew entry, 4 April 1912.

18. 1920 United States Federal Census, San Francisco County, California, population schedule, Assembly District 26; Enumeration District 116, Page 10A, Dwelling #62, Family #93, Jane McKnew household; imaged, 
Ancestry.com (https://www.ancestry.com : accessed 12 September 2007); citing National Archives Microfilm Publication T625, Roll 135.

19. "California Death Index, 1905-1939," indexed, Ancestry.com (https://www.ancestry.com); San Francisco County, Jane McKnew entry, 2 February 1921.


6)  Relationship

Edna Catherine (McKnew) Schaffner (1884-1974), the eighth child and fifth daughter of Elijah and Jane (Whittle) McKnew, is the maternal grandmother of my wife, Linda (Leland) Seaver(1942-still living), through her mother Edna May Schaffner (1913-1979) who married Leo Severt Leland (1911-2002) in 1937 in San Francisco.

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Tuesday, January 31, 2017

Treasure Chest Tuesday - 1860 U.S. Census Record for W. B. Ray Household in Tuolumne, California

This week's Tuesday treasure is the 1860 United States Census record for the W.B. Ray and Elijah Picrill households enumerated in Township #2, Tuolumne County, California:


The Ray and Picrill households:



The extracted information for the two households is:

a)  The W. B. Ray household:

*  W.B. Ray - age 20, male, a miner, born in N[ew] Y[orj]
*  Elizabeth Ray - age 21, female, born in England
*  Delia C. Ray - age 4, female, born Cala[fornia]
*  Mary C. Ray - age 2, female, born Cala[fornia]
*  Caroline Ray - age 8/12, female, born Cala[fornia]
*  Jane White - age 13, female, born Australia, attended school

b)  The Elijah Picrill household

*  Elijah Picrill - age 26, male, a miner, $300 in personal property, born Md [Maryland]
*  Lewis B. Pratt - age 33, male, a miner, born N[ew] Y[ork

The source citation for the Elijah Picrill household is:

1860 United States Federal Census, Tuolumne County, California, Population Schedule, Township #2; Page 399, Dwelling #3776, family #3633, Elijah Picrell household, online database and digital image, Ancestry.com (http://www.ancestry.com), citing National Archives Microfilm Publication M653, Roll 71.

The explanation of the records for these two households is complicated, and is based on an extensive study of all of the records for these persons:

*  Elijah Pickrell McKnew (1836-1912) deserted from the U.S. Army in 1855, and went to California, and ended up in Tuolumne County in gold country near Tuttletown.  He is the "Elijah Picrill, age 24, born in Md" in the second family.  Evidently, he was using his middle name as a surname for some period of time, at least through June 1860.

*  Jane Whittle (1847-1921) was born in Australia in 1847 to Alexander Whittle and Rachel Morley.  She came to California in late 1851 or 1852 with her mother, sister Elizabeth Whittle and brother Joseph Whittle.  She is the "Jane White, age 13, born Australia" in the first family.  Her father committed suicide in 1853 in Angels Camp, and her mother was last noted in 1859 in Sacramento, California.

*  Elizabeth Ray (1839-1912) is the sister of Jane Whittle, married to her first husband William B. Ray.  William and Elizabeth (Whittle) Ray have three young daughters.

*  Elijah Pickrell McKnew and Jane Whittle married in 1865 in Tuolumne County, California.

So we have a young man aged 24 and a young girl aged 13 residing close by each other in Township #2 in Tuolumne County, California.  Both are not enumerated with their birth names!  The birth places for these two persons are accurate.

Elijah and Jane (Whittle) McKnew are my wife's great-grandparents, through their daughter Edna Catheine McKnew (1884-1974), who married Paul Schaffner in 1906 in San Francisco.

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Wednesday, June 3, 2026

Life Memoir of Elijah Pickrell McKnew (1836-1912) in San Francisco In Early 1912

 I wrote an AI-assisted ABC biography for the family of my wife's great-grandparents Elijah Pickrell and Jane (Whittle) McKnew in ABC Biography of Elijah Pickrell McKnew (1836-1912) and Jane (Whittle) McKnew (1847-1921) Family of San Francisco, California  based on my genealogical research over 38 years. 

I wondered what Elijah McKnew might have told his grandchildren in a life memoir in 1912.

(AI Google NotebookLM Infographic for Elijah McKnew's life memoir)

1)  I requested Anthropic Claude Sonnet 4.5 to   "Please write a life memoir for Elijah McKnew based on the attached biography, as he might tell his grandchildren in early 1912."

2)  The AI Anthropic Claude Sonnet 4.6 memoir (edited for accuracy and completeness) is: 

A Life Well Lived: Memories of a Long Journey

As told by Elijah Pickrell McKnew to his grandchildren, early 1912

My dear grandchildren,

Your grandmother tells me I should write these things down before my memory fails me entirely, or before the good Lord decides my time is up. I will turn seventy-six years old next month—the 29th of March—and I can feel the years settling into my bones like river gravel into a sluice box. The doctor comes by more often now, and I spend more time in this chair by the window than I used to.

But my mind is still sharp, and I have lived a life worth telling. So pull up close, all of you, and let an old man tell you where he came from and how he came to be sitting here at 4131 19th Street in San Francisco, California, with more grandchildren than I can count on two hands.

Where I Came From

I was born on the 29th of March, 1836, in Prince George's County, Maryland—a place so different from San Francisco that it might as well be another world. Maryland in those days was green and rolling, full of tobacco farms and old families who had been there since colonial times. My father, Jeremiah McKnew, and my mother, Frances Allethia Pickrell, had married in Washington City in 1829, and by the time I came along I was already the fourth child—the second son—in a busy household.

My parents named me Elijah Pickrell McKnew—Elijah from the Good Book, and Pickrell from my mother's family, the Pickrells of Maryland. I always preferred my middle name, truth be told, and there were years when I used it as my surname altogether. But I'll get to that.

My brothers and sisters were a fine lot. My older brother Jeremiah—named for our father—was born in 1831, a solid and serious young man. My sisters Catherine Louisa and Elizabeth Jane came before me, both born in the early 1830s. After me came Benjamin Pickrell in 1840, a Christmas baby, and little Maria Louise around 1842.

Then our mother died in 1845. I was nine years old.

I want you children to understand what that means—losing your mother at nine years old, in a time and place where there was no cushioning such a blow. There was no time for grief, no one to sit with you and explain why God had taken her. Father had six children to raise and a farm to run. Life simply continued, as it does, and you learned to carry your sadness alongside everything else.

Father remarried, as men did in those days, and the household went on. But something changed in me after Mother died. I became restless, I think. Unsettled. Always looking toward the horizon, wondering what was out there beyond the green hills of Maryland.

The Army and My Escape West

When I was eighteen years old, in January of 1855, I made one of the greatest mistakes of my life. I enlisted in the First Dragoon, Company A of the United States Army in Baltimore, Maryland.

Now, I was a young man full of fire and wanting adventure, and the Army seemed like the answer. But the reality of military life—the rigid discipline, the brutal training, the sense of being owned by an institution rather than living as a free man—was nothing like what I had imagined. I lasted just over a year before I deserted on the 20th of January, 1856.

I am not proud of this, and I will not dress it up to make myself look better than I was. I was young, I was foolish, and I ran. What I can tell you is that the decision set me on the path that led to California, to your grandmother, and ultimately to all of you. So perhaps even our mistakes serve a purpose in God's larger plan.

After deserting, I needed to put distance between myself and the Army, and there was only one direction that made sense—West. The Gold Rush had been going on since 1848, and men were still streaming toward California with dreams of striking it rich. I was one of them.

I traveled overland, which was no small thing in those days. Hundreds of miles of wilderness, mountains, desert, and danger. I will spare you the details because the journey deserves a story of its own, but I arrived in California alive and with my wits about me, which was more than some managed.

For a time, I used my middle name—Pickrell—as my last name. You will find me listed in the 1860 census as "Elijah Picrell," because I was being cautious about my past. The Army had a long memory, the Civil War was brewing, and a deserter faced serious consequences if caught. So I became Elijah Picrell, miner, of Tuolumne County, California.

The Goldfields of Tuolumne County

I arrived in Tuolumne County, California before 1860 and set myself up as a placer miner in Township No. 2, near a settlement called Tuttletown. My mining partner was a fellow named Lewis Pratt, a New Yorker about eight years older than me. We shared a rough cabin and worked adjacent claims, each of us accumulating a modest $200 in personal property—enough to live on, not enough to get rich.

The life of a miner was hard beyond anything I had experienced in Maryland. Let me tell you what a day looked like, so you will appreciate what your old grandfather endured in those years.

I rose before dawn, because the creeks were coldest and clearest in the early morning and the gold settled best in undisturbed water. I would take my pick and shovel and gold pan down to the creek, and I would begin digging into the gravel banks where the water had slowed and deposited heavy materials—and gold, being the heaviest of all, settled deepest of all.

You filled a pan with gravel and crouched down in the cold water—mountain water, mind you, cold enough to make your feet go numb in minutes—and you swirled and tipped and swirled again, washing away the lighter sand and gravel until only the heaviest material remained at the bottom of your pan. Black sand mostly. And if you were lucky—if God was smiling on you that particular moment—a glint of yellow gold.

Most days the gold was dust, tiny flakes that you collected in a small leather pouch. Some days you found small nuggets, which made your heart hammer with excitement. Very rarely, men found pockets of gold that made them rich overnight. I was never one of those men. But I was steady, and I worked hard, and I kept myself fed and housed.

I also worked a rocker box—a wooden cradle-like device that you rocked back and forth while pouring water through it, which allowed you to process far more gravel than panning alone. The rocking motion separated the heavy gold from the lighter materials. Two men working a rocker together could move several cubic yards of gravel in a day.

The physical toll was considerable. I spent my days standing in cold water, bending and shoveling, my back aching, my hands raw. In winter, it was miserable. In summer, the heat was fierce. The mining camps were rough places—mostly men, many of them desperate, some of them dangerous. There was gambling and drinking and violence, though Tuttletown was quieter than some.

What I remember most vividly is the silence of those mountain mornings, just me and Lewis working our claims, the sound of the creek and the birds, the smell of pine resin in the air. There was a kind of freedom in it, despite the hardship. Nobody told me when to rise or when to sleep. Nobody owned my labor but me. After the Army, that freedom felt like the finest thing on earth.

By 1868, I was a farmer in Tuttletown—because I had begun to transition away from mining. The easy gold was gone, and I could see that a man needed more stable ground beneath his feet if he was going to build a life. I had met your grandmother by then, and everything was changing.

Meeting Your Grandmother Jane

I want you to understand something about Tuttletown in those days. It was a small community. Everyone knew everyone else's business. The 1860 census put me and your grandmother just two lines apart on the same census page—me living with Lewis Pratt, her living just up the road with her sister Elizabeth and brother-in-law William Ray.

Jane Whittle was thirteen years old in 1860, when I first came to know of her. I was twenty-four. She was a slip of a girl—born in Sydney, Australia, if you can believe it, and brought to California as a little child before her father died. By the time I knew her in Tuolumne County, she had already endured more loss than most people face in a lifetime. Her father gone, her mother ailing, living with her sister's family and working herself half to death caring for Elizabeth's three small children.

But she had a spirit to her—a quiet, steady courage that I recognized even then. She didn't complain. She didn't ask for sympathy. She simply did what needed to be done, day after day, with a grace that I found remarkable.

I was not a young man who expressed himself easily with words. I was better with my hands than with poetry. But I knew, from the first time I truly looked at Jane Whittle, that she was someone worth knowing better.

By the time she was eighteen, I had made up my mind. On the 12th of November, 1865, Elijah Pickrell McKnew and Jane Whittle were married in Tuolumne County, California. She was eighteen years old and I was twenty-nine.

People might say today that she was too young. Perhaps. But in those times and in that place, eighteen was a woman grown. And I can tell you that in forty-seven years of marriage, I never once had cause to doubt my choice. Your grandmother was the finest woman I ever knew.

Building Our Family

The early years of our marriage were spent in Tuolumne County, where I continued working—first as a miner, then increasingly as a farmer. We had our first child, your Aunt Allethia Jane, on the 25th of November, 1867. Named for my mother, Frances Allethia, because I wanted something of my mother to live on in the next generation.

Then Alfred Rodney arrived in February of 1869—your Uncle Alfred, named partly for my brother's line and partly because your grandmother liked the sound of it. Henry Lee came in December of 1870. Alice Louise in December of 1872.

By 1876, we had made the decision to move to San Francisco. The gold country had given us what it had to give, and a city offered more opportunities for a man with a family to support. We loaded up our belongings and came to the city, settling near the intersection of 19th Street and Castro Street.

The house at 4131 19th Street became our home, our anchor. Over the years the street numbers changed—the city kept renumbering things—but it was the same house. And in San Francisco, your grandmother and I had seven more children: Lilly in 1876, your Uncle George in 1879, Belle Alberta in 1882, Edna Catherine in 1884, May Jane in 1886, Leland Joseph in 1889, and finally little Gladys Hazel in 1892, when your grandmother was forty-five years old and I was fifty-six.

Twelve children in all. Eleven who survived to adulthood.

I am aware that some of you grandchildren cannot imagine having eleven children. I can tell you that there were days when we couldn't either. But each one was a blessing, and each one has made your grandmother and me proud in their own way.

Working to Feed a Family

Grandchildren, I want to be honest with you about something. I was never a rich man. I never struck gold in any meaningful sense—not in the creeks of Tuolumne County, and not in the commerce of San Francisco. What I had was a strong back, a willingness to work at whatever was needed, and enough stubbornness to keep going when times were hard.

I worked as a teamster—driving horses and wagons through San Francisco's streets, hauling goods for merchants and businesses. Those were hard years physically. The hills of this city are no joke for a teamster, and I spent long days urging horses up grades that would test any animal. In rain and fog and cold, six days a week.

I drove for various employers, then worked as a salesman for a time. I sold fruit—oranges, apples, whatever was in season—either from a small stand or making rounds with a cart. Then I sold oysters. You might laugh at your grandfather the oysterman, but oysters were good business in San Francisco in the 1890s. People wanted them, and I provided them, and between the oystering and whatever else I could manage, I kept this family housed and fed. A man does what he must. I never considered any honest work beneath me, and I hope none of you ever will either.

What I can tell you with pride is that by 1910, I owned this house free and clear—no mortgage. It had taken thirty-odd years, but it was ours outright. When I stood on the front steps of this house knowing there was no debt against it, that nobody could take it from us, I felt a satisfaction deeper than any gold nugget I ever found in a Tuolumne creek bed.

The Great Earthquake

You have heard the story of the earthquake many times—April 18th, 1906, the shaking that woke us before dawn, the fires that burned for three days, the city reduced to rubble. But let me tell you what it felt like from inside this house.

I was seventy years old. Your grandmother and I woke to a sound like the world ending—not thunder, not any sound you could name, but a grinding, tearing roar from beneath the earth itself. The house bucked like a horse trying to throw its rider. Plaster fell from the walls. The chimney cracked. Windows shattered.

We got the children outside—Belle, Edna, May, Leland, and young Gladys were still at home—and we stood in 19th Street in our nightclothes with our neighbors, watching the smoke begin to rise from the direction of downtown.

What happened next was not panic, and I want you to remember this about your grandmother and me. We had not come this far—from Maryland and Australia, through goldfields and hard years and raising eleven children—to be destroyed by an earthquake. We went back into that damaged house and we carried out what we could.

Your Uncle Leland and I carried out the stove. Your aunts carried out the photograph albums and the family Bible and as much clothing and food as we could manage. We set everything up in the street—our whole lives spread out on the cobblestones—and we waited to see if the fire would take the house.

It came to within one block. One single block. I stood and watched it—that wall of fire consuming buildings I had known for thirty years—and I made my peace with losing the house if that was what God intended. But the wind shifted, and the fire stopped, and 4131 19th Street was spared.

A photographer came through the neighborhood some days later, documenting the survivors. He took a picture of us in front of the house with all our belongings still in the street, the house number "4131" visible above the door. I hope you children will keep that photograph always. It shows what this family is made of.

Your Grandmother

I cannot tell you my life's story without speaking at length about your grandmother, and yet I find myself at a loss for the right words. Jane Whittle McKnew has been my partner, my companion, my steadying hand for forty-seven years. She is the most capable person I have ever known.

She came to this country as a child with nothing—no father, eventually no mother, an immigrant born in Australia and then to California. She became the mother of twelve children, the manager of this household through lean years and difficult times. She has buried a child—we lost one in infancy—and she has watched her living children grow up and make their own ways in the world.

She has never asked for praise or recognition. She has simply done what needed doing, day after day, decade after decade. When I was discouraged, she steadied me. When times were hard, she made do. When I was stubborn—and I have been frequently stubborn—she found ways to redirect me that I only recognized years later.

I am a Maryland man with a soldier's stubbornness and a miner's rough edges. Your grandmother is an Australian woman of remarkable grace and endurance. Between the two of us, we managed to produce eleven children and raise them all to adulthood in this great, complicated, beautiful city.

I could not have done any of it without her.

San Francisco—My True Home

I have lived in this city for nearly forty years now, longer than I lived anywhere else, longer even than my years in Maryland. San Francisco is not always an easy place. It is foggy and cold and built on hills that defy common sense. Its politics have often been corrupt, its streets rough, its people sometimes hard. It burned to the ground when I was seventy years old.

But it is magnificent. I have watched it grow from a rough frontier city into one of the great metropolitan centers of America. I have watched cable cars conquer its impossible hills. I have watched Golden Gate Park rise from sand dunes into a paradise of gardens and paths where families picnic on Sunday afternoons. I have watched the Ferry Building rise at the foot of Market Street, the grandest building on the bay.

I came to California as a young deserter with an assumed name and $200 in personal property, chasing a dream of gold. I leave it—when God calls me—as a man who owns his own home, raised his children, survived an earthquake, and built a life worth living.

Not bad for a boy from Prince George's County, Maryland.

What I Want You to Remember

My dear grandchildren, I am almost seventy-six years old and I know my time grows short. There are things I want you to carry with you after I am gone.

Work hard and honestly. I have done many kinds of work in my life—mining, driving teams, selling fruit, selling oysters—and I was never ashamed of any of it. There is dignity in honest labor. Never believe otherwise.

Be stubborn about what matters. When the earthquake came and the fire threatened, we did not run from this city. We stayed. We rebuilt. Stubbornness is a quality that has gotten me into trouble more than once, but applied correctly, it is also what kept this family standing.

Choose your partner wisely. I chose your grandmother, and in doing so I made the single best decision of my life. Find someone whose character is strong—not someone flashy or wealthy, but someone steady. Someone who will stand in the street with you when the fires come, and not complain about it.

Remember where you came from. You have in your veins the blood of Maryland and Australia, of England and the American frontier. Your great-grandparents on both sides crossed oceans and continents to get here. Do not take for granted the ordinary miracle of being born in this city, in this comfortable age, with opportunities that would have astonished the young man who stood knee-deep in a Tuolumne County creek sixty years ago, panning for gold.

Take care of each other. Your uncles and aunts—Allethia, Alfred, Henry, Alice, Lilly, George, Belle, Edna, May Jane, Leland, and Gladys—are each other's greatest resource. Blood matters. Family matters. When the world turns hard, turn to each other.

I can hear your grandmother in the kitchen, moving around, making something. In forty-seven years, that sound has been the background music of my life—the sound of her working, always working, always there. I cannot imagine the world without it, and I hope I never have to.

But if I go first—and the doctor's face tells me I may—I want you to look after her. She is stronger than she appears and more stubborn than anyone gives her credit for. But she is also seventy-three years old, and she has earned rest, and she has earned the love and care of her children and grandchildren.

Take care of your grandmother.

Take care of each other.

And carry this old family forward with pride.

Your loving grandfather,

Elijah Pickrell McKnew

February, 1912; 4131 19th Street, San Francisco, California

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Elijah Pickrell McKnew died on April 4, 1912, just six days after his seventy-sixth birthday, at his home on 19th Street. He is buried at Cypress Lawn Cemetery in Colma, California, beside his beloved Jane.

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3)  The Video Overview of Elijah McKnew's life memoir, created by the Google NotebookLM AI tool, is:      

4)  I edited the Claude memoir text to correct minor inconsistencies and errors. Every large language model (LLM) AI tool writes descriptive text much better than I can write. The AI tools are very perceptive, insightful and inspiring, creating engaging text in seconds, including local and national historical events and social history detail when requested.

5)  This is historical fiction, based on my own genealogical research and family records. It is what Elijah McKnew might have told his grandchildren in 1912.  

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