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Uncle Dan Sargeant

Daniel Sargeant (son of Jesse Sargeant and Elizabeth Barnes)209, 210 was born 14 Nov 1872 in Derby Township, Ontario211, 212, and died 21 Feb 1961 in Owen Sound Ontario213, 214.

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Daniel Sargeant



Dan was the baby of the family. He was born in Derby Township on the farm.He grew to be short of stature and long of ambition. He was a bachelor. Bert Barber tells of when they took the family picture they put him on a little stool right at the bottom. He was mad about that, he wanted to be higher up being so short. When asked why he remained a bachelor, he said that there were lots of girls that wanted him, but he didn't want them. He was a fast walker and would swing along at a fast rate.

He always had projects on the go. He would buy wet grain off the boats that came into Owen Sound harbour and sell it to farmers for cattle feed before it would sprout. Was not an enthusiastic farmer like his brothers but always was going to make it big. Liked to be on the road. He would buy fruit from Niagara, truck it to the north and sell it. Always said he made a big killing but his brothers knew better and would like to tease him. His nephew Dow, said he was just a free spirit and couldn't settle down. Grew a few acres of potatoes and had a few cows.

Someone said he was notorious.

He was to live with his mother, Elizabeth Barnes Sargeant on the farm and to take care of her. He was deeded the property in order to do this. There is a substantial judgment statement on file concerning this and it contains the signatures of all the children of Jesse Sargeant.

He would have great arguments with his brothers George and William about the care of his farm and how he would run off and not take care of his mother as they had agreed.

One of the people who knew him best was his nephew, Bert Barber. He recounts that Dan could do a hard day's work and that he loved to chat. He would meet someone on the road and stop for a chat. Usually that took about an hour.

"I remember Uncle Dan at the other bush way up along the Sydenhanm River here. He used to do a lot of logging in the winter. He got me to help and cut these trees down. The one tree there was that large that the five foot saw would only cut about a six inch stroke. It was that big. It was a poplar tree. He used to sell logs and the he used to sell bolts. They were cut short and they used to sell them to Keenans. Keenans made baskets and stuff like that. They used soft wood.

They would fall the trees with a cross-cut saw and then trim off the branches and measure off the lengths--if you wanted a 12 foot log or a 14 foot or a 16 foot, whatever was best to sell from the tree.

You might even have to cut a piece out half way up that was pretty knotty to make a good log.

They would then take a chain and skid the log out of the bush with the horse. They would load the logs on a sledge. The sledge had long wide bunks about 6-7 feet and then would roll the logs up on what they called skids, onto the sleigh. They would hook a chain around and fasten to the sleigh and put the chain around the log. The team would be over sideways to the sleigh, as they pulled , the log would roll up the skids onto the sleigh, just like a pulley. They used to roll them up until they got right to a peak.

We used to sell a lot to a place on the east side and then to Harrison Lumber mill on 14th St and 2nd Ave" (in Owen Sound)."---Bert Barber.

Mildred Stratton and Beth Murtagh, tell of him traveling with his brother Will after Will's wife passed away. They would end up at Guelph and stay a few days.

"---in later years he used to get me to help him with the harvest and the hay. He'd cut a field and rake it and leave it there till the second cut was half way up on it. He used to get me to help fork it on by hand. It would be wet on the bottom of the bale and heavy. I was kind of twisty then. We used to have more fun than a picnic.
At meal time, boy you stayed for dinner. His frying pan would never be cleaned from one day to the other. He'd fry these eggs and when he'd get through , they"d be as black as the pan. I was so hungry I'd eat anything then. We used to have a lot of fun.----Bert Barber.

Bert tells of another interesting experience with Uncle Dan.

"He used to buy stacks of hay and sell it to the different boys in town that had horses. There were coal fellows that had teams delivering coal around the city. Anyway, he got me to help him with this stack of hay one one time. It was on in March and was way up on top of the west rock there. I had the tractor and a sleigh. We loaded hay and the stack was a way back in this fellow's field. We had to go back through a lane and it was drifted bad. We went over it a few times and got it packed down. It wasn't too bad, but Dan liked to put on a big load. Anyway we got it out of the field.(without tipping over).

There wasn't too much snow on the road this day and when we got to Springmount bridge it was as bare as summer. I had chains on the tractor and a shovel to put snow on the bridge. We put a bit of snow on the bridge but it was a long span and we didn't have the snow to work with anyway. Dan was riding on top of the load and we decided to give it a run. The sparks were flying!

We got downtown near the library on 2nd Ave. They had mounded snow up in the centre. I tried to hug the snow pile. Well, didn't the whole thing upset. The snow shovel hit the pavement with a big bang. Half the load was lying in the street and I undid the binder to let the other half off the sleigh. I'd run a straw up my nose and it was bleeding. We worked till about 4 in the afternoon and Dan said we'll go to a restaurant for something to eat. I said I was going to go straight home. We later, had a lot of fun over that."

Marjorie Wall---I'll never forget when Uncle Dan used to come to our place. Poppa would ask him
for dinner and then ask him to say grace. Us kids was bad little scamps and
he'd get his head way over the table and snap his eyes and us kids used to
think that was something. Oh I can see him saying grace now"--Our dear heavenly
father we thank thee---" and us kids would kick under the table. First thing
you know it would be "Marjorie, you go in the parlour and Geordie you go up the
stairs"
I remember the grace he said:

" Our dear heavenly Father, we thank thee for this food you have
provided for us. Sanctify a portion to our use and sanctify our
souls for Jesus sake, Amen"


Dow--- said that he was a church goer but he thought his religion never got very deep. He was a member of Calvary Missionary Church in Owen Sound all of his life.

He died suddenly at the age of 90 in the Owen Sound General and Marine Hospital in February of 1961. He is buried in South 1/2 of Lot 15 Range 25, Greenwood Cemetery beside his brother Henry.




4 October 2003





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Burial: Unknown, Greenwood Cemetery, Owen Sound, Ontario.215, 216
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