Sometimes it’s the smallest artifact that raises the dust of a long-departed ancestor (or three).
This year, I spent a few days under the yellowing leaves and drenching rains of late September in a New Hampshire attic, rummaging through a trunk labeled “Westgate/Quimby.” The attic contained everything from the skirt of my great-grandmother’s wedding dress to the pictures of my grandparents’ travels in Germany in 1936. There were several hanks of mouse-brown hair, tied in ribbons.
Least among the relics was a tiny envelope containing several itsy bitsy tintypes and a birth announcement. The card was about an inch high and two inches long and listed the birth of someone I had not heard of.

Ah ha – a mystery to solve… who was Louise B. Westgate, born in 1890 at 7 pounds, and why was her birth announcement in the trunk?
You can guess right away that Louise was somehow connected to William Westgate, my great great grandfather, known in the upper Connecticut River valley for his fine farm and handsome face. Many of his descendants have one of the 6-inch busts of him in plaster or, if they are lucky, bronze, fashioned by one of the artists of the Cornish Colony, I suppose. There are also a number of etchings of William Westgate showing him in profile, as he looked while reading outdoors in his rocking chair on a hot summer afternoon.[1]



With a bit of research, I found out that Louise B. was the daughter of William’s cousin Tyler Westgate. Although our William aspired to the genteel life, he didn’t have the education to be a probate judge like his cousin Tyler, and probably preferred breeding cattle anyway.[2] Cousin Tyler lived in Haverhill, New Hampshire, a town nestled about 50 miles farther up the Connecticut in a fertile oxbow of the river, where he was a postmaster, probate judge, entrepreneur, Mason and Republican. He had two wives, but after both had died, including the mother (Louise Bean) of baby Louise, he moved in with his sister Jennie Westgate in 1894, bringing his two little daughters with him. Baby Louise was just two years old when her mother died. (Jennie is also our William’s first cousin, of course.)
Jennie Westgate captured my interest right away. She is listed as head of the Westgate household in Haverhill in the 1900 and 1910 Censuses, and apparently housed at least two of her brothers, Tyler and George. Jennie never married, and served as mother to baby Louise and her older sister. She is typical of the many single women in our family who took on outsized responsibilities for their relatives.

Jennie Westgate, William’s first cousin (Find-a-Grave)
Here is what The History of Haverhill has to say about Jennie (1848-1917):
“She was left with the care of the children of her brother, Tyler, and became first and foremost the lady of the house. She became interested in local history, and has been to the compiler of these pages a veritable help in furnishing notes and manuscripts. [A family historian!] She was a member of the Eastern Star [a charitable and religiously oriented club for wives and daughters of Masons]; her latest work was in connection with organizing the Haverhill chapter of the Daughters of the American Revolution [Rachel, note]. She was the first regent [of her local DAR]. She was a member of the Congregationalist Church.”
Jennie made sure that Louise was educated, at Haverhill Academy (a school like K.U.A. in Meriden), and then at the Bradford Academy for Young Ladies in Bradford, Massachusetts. Louise and her sister “received their musical education from private teachers in Boston, Mass. They are members of the Eastern Star, and are both members of the Daughters of the American Revolution.”[3]
Louise met her future husband Edward A. Janes when he was a teacher boarding with her Aunt Jennie in Haverhill. The Janes moved around New England as a result of his career in education, eventually settling in Woodsville, N.H. where Edward was a superintendent of schools. Louise had three daughters and a son. Her daughter Virginia was born with “mental deficiency” and epilepsy.
Louise died quite young, in November 1937 at age 47.[4] Her obituary says that she was “a charming singer,” that she worked in the Congregational and Universalist churches and that she did many good works. She also took care of her impaired child at home until her death; Virginia was placed in Laconia State School after her mother died.[5]
SO, if you ever meet a Janes, say howdy. In the meantime…. who in the world are the people pictured in the tiny tintypes in the envelope with Louise’s birth announcement???






[1] I would love to be able to decipher the penciled signature of the artist who made the etchings. It looks like “Hamilton,” preceded by an initial that I can’t read.
[2] Biographical details about Tyler Westgate are from the History of the Town of Haverhill, New Hampshire by William F. Whitcher (1919), p. 670. Tyler was educated at Haverhill and Kimball Union Academies, and benefited from the fact that his father Nathaniel was a member of the bar and a judge of probate in Haverhill before him. Tyler himself was not a lawyer, which wasn’t a prerequisite for serving as a probate judge.
[3] History of Haverhill, p. 671.
[4] Louise was sent to New England Baptist Hospital for treatment for hypertension and kidney failure. See her Certificate of Death, Boston, Massachusetts, No. 9927, and the Groton Times (Groton, Vermont), November 12, 1937, p.1.
[5] Virginia was 10 when she went to Laconia and spent 17 years there before dying there in 1955, when I was four.


