Jacob Johnson of Harpswell, Maine, and his descendants east and west . Bath. Me.: she was of the seventh gen-eration from the Ancestor Francis Sprague1, who came toPlymouth, Mass., on the ship Ann, 1623: his only son, JohnSprague-. d. in Duxbury. 1676: he 1655. RuthBassett i daughter of William Bassett. who came to Ply-mouth. in the spip Fortune in 1621); WilliamSpragues son. William Sprague2, d. 1712: Jethro Nov. 30, 1709, came to Georgetown. 1761: , 173S. Patience Bartlett. who d. May. 1741. i Her Bart-lett line is Robert Bartlett1. who m. May War
Jacob Johnson of Harpswell, Maine, and his descendants east and west . Bath. Me.: she was of the seventh gen-eration from the Ancestor Francis Sprague1, who came toPlymouth, Mass., on the ship Ann, 1623: his only son, JohnSprague-. d. in Duxbury. 1676: he 1655. RuthBassett i daughter of William Bassett. who came to Ply-mouth. in the spip Fortune in 1621); WilliamSpragues son. William Sprague2, d. 1712: Jethro Nov. 30, 1709, came to Georgetown. 1761: , 173S. Patience Bartlett. who d. May. 1741. i Her Bart-lett line is Robert Bartlett1. who m. May Warren, daughterof Richard Warren, who came in the Mayflower: Benja-min Bartlett-. who m. Sarah Brewster, daughter of ElderBrewster of the Mayfloiver; Samuel Bartlett: Joseph Bart-lett4: Patience Bartlett-.) (5) William Sprague. b. Nov. 9. 1740: d. May 25, 1S29: al-ways lived at Small Point. Me.: lieutenant, Feb. 1. the Fourth Company, under Col. Samuel McCobb; inRevolutionary War and 1812 War: March 2. Mirriam (Day) 6 i Jethro Capt. Elisha A. Johnson, age 81 years. JOHNSON GENEALOGY. 17 IN MEMORY OF AUNT ALMIRA JOHNSON. The first spring flowers were blooming on our island,The grass was growing on the warm hillside; All nature spoke of life and resurrectionWhen this dear mother died. The noisy winds had all been hushed to silence, And hardly murmured then the rising tide;All nature spoke of peace the Savior promised When this dear mother died. The busy hands and tongues of men were silent, The sounds of toil did everywhere subside;All nature spoke of rest, eternal resting. When this dear mother died. Darkness had settled oer our little island, And scarce a light was anywhere descried;But all the stars told of a heavenly brightness When this dear mother died. And three white stars shone out almost together That placid evening, moving side by side,And made us think of the three angel children Watching while their mother died. The arms of Chr
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