Since the weather has turned hot again, I am back to conducting some family genealogical research in the coolness of my office on Ashland. Here are some recent updates to the Hauck family story. My paternal grandfather (Lawrence E. Hauck – remember the blog about the railroad man?) on both sides of his family have well documented roots back to the state of Pennsylvania. I have found evidence that the first Hauck in this proud lineage to immigrate to the United States was Andrew Hauck. The records show that he immigrated from Holland and resided in Lewisburg, Pennsylvania until his death in 1841. He lived to be 72 years old. Obviously the beliefs and traditions of the Pennsylvania Dutch had a strong influence on these family lines.
Here is the marker for Andrew Hauck’s grave from the cemetery in Pennsylvania.
Andrew married and had only one child, David Hauck, who was born on November 5th (same day as my oldest brother Mike) in 1802, in North Cumberland, Pennsylvania. He married Anna Lantz and together they had 12 children. One of these many offspring is my father’s great-grandfather, Andrew (named for his grandfather) Andrea Hauck, along with a younger brother, David Klein Hauck, which I have some details to share. First though, recall that Andrew lived from 1836-1911, married and later moved to Newton, Kansas, and had a son, John Edward Hauck, the father of my grandfather. John married another Pennsylvania transplant – Almeda Spangler – and their two children, Aunt Faye and Grandpa Lawrence, grew up in this same Kansas community and raised both their families including my dad (Harold) and Uncle Wendall.
I don’t have a picture (yet!) of the brother to my great, great-grandfather, Andrew Hauck, but I do have a picture to paint for you of the life he led between 1850-1910. David Klein (D.K.) Hauck was born one of the younger of a brood of twelve children and resided in the Upper Augusta township in Pennsylvania, moving to the area as a young boy. His family was prominent in the city’s early day activities. D.K., as referred to by his friends and family, was a veteran of the Civil War as a member of the 195th Regiment, Pennsylvania Volunteers. After the war, he partnered with W.A. Shipman in the funeral directing business but for the last eleven years of his life he was engaged in cabinet making.
In a notice in the local paper saved in my father’s files it stated that “in spite of his advanced years (over 81) Mr. Hauck retains much of his youthful vigor. At Armistice Day celebration in the Zion Lutheran church, he sang a solo reminiscent of Civil War Days. He was formerly a soloist in the choir of the First Reformed Church.” Those of you that stood by my dad in church must be pleased to know that we can sing even though there is ample evidence to the contrary. In my research I have learned at the foremost of Reformed Presbyterian “distinctive principles” was the practice of political dissent from the British government. After the adoption of the United States Constitution, the denomination held the document (and therefore all governments beneath it) to be immoral, and participation in such a government to be likewise immoral, because the Constitution contained no recognition of Christ as the King of Nations. Therefore, many civic rights, such as voting and jury service, were waived, and church courts disciplined members who exercised such civic rights. As few Americans held such principles, and as obedience sometimes caused difficulty (for example, oaths of allegiance were prohibited, preventing foreign-born Reformed Presbyterians from becoming citizens, many Reformed Presbyterians began to differ with the denomination’s official position. Since 1774, the denomination has undergone four major schisms, three of them due to members who considered the denomination’s position to be too strict. Both the Spangler and Hauck founding families held strong beliefs about these schisms which shaped the intellect and spiritual beliefs of a large number of descendents from these pioneering families.
D.K. was married for over 50 years and they had one daughter, Gertrude, who married a promising young man named Frank Neff who is described as a prominent executive with Bell Telephone in the yellowed time capsule documentation saved all these many years. I have found this strange little poem along with the clipping. Inadvertent or is there some connection?
What a strange wind it was today,
Whistlin’ and whirlin’ and scurlin’ away
Like a worried old woman with so much to say.
What a strange wind it was today.
Cool and clear from a sky so grey
And my hat stayed on but my head blew away–
What a strange wind it was today.