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Watson's Run German Reformed Church, Penn 4

Methodist Episcopal Sunday-school, Evansburgh, Penn 4

Meth idist Episcopal Sunday-school, Jamestown, N. Y ' 4

V. S. Grant, grandson of Gen. U. S. Grant. Col. Fred Grant's son 4

Methodist Episcopal Sunday-school, Cochranton, Penn ' 4

■ Arnold. 75 East 10th Street, New York 4

Em met t Dens more, 58 West 55th Street. New York City 4

(>. H. Hollister, Meadville. Penn 4

Scott A. Marshall. Meadville. Penn 4

Henry P. .Marley, Meadville. Penn , 4

Edwin J. Bailey, Meadville, Penn 4

Hon. John J. IJenderson. Meadville, Penn : 4

Baptist Sunday-school, Wayland. Penn. | 4

Sylvester A. Comstock. Phillii'Sburgh, N. J 4

George P. Kyan, Long Stand, Penn , 4

Rhoda Ann Allen, Winterset, Iowa 4

William F. Oldham. Singapore, India ] 4

W. R. Andrews, Meadville, Penn ' 4

John Porter, Meadville, Penn ' 4

William Reynolds, Meadville, Penn ' 4

MaJ. D. V. berickson, Meadville, Penn 4

A. M. Fuller, Meadville, Penn | 4

Abraham Lincoln, Chicago, 111 ' 4

Hattle Ringer, Olpe, Kas I 4

T. De Witt Talmage. Brooklyn, N. Y I 4

Charles C. siocum. Manslield, Ohio i 4

George A. Baker. Editor of Souvenik, Chicago. Ill j 4

Dr. T. L. Flood. Meadville, Penn I 4



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The following letters and testimonials I desire to be
preserved in this my Second Souvenir, as showing what
my kindred and friends think of my first effort in this di-
rection. If in a multitude of counselors there is safety,
so in a multitude of friends there is pleasure. These
favors have not been poured on me in vain; they have
proven a blessing to me in thought, in word, in deed and
in truth. That all may be seed sown on good ground,
and bear fruit for others when we are gone, is my earnest
prayer.

F. C. Waid.

Blooming Valley, August '25, 1886.
Beai' Sir: I am in receipt of your book and for this distinguished
mark of your esteem in presenting to me the memories of a man
whose name has become a houseliold word in Crawford County, permit
me to return my sincere thanks with the hope that I may always have
the honor to remain,

Your friend,

J. W. Heakd.



Athens, Bradford Co., October 18, 1886.
Mr. F. C. Waid: Accept my thanks for your book which I lately
received and have read with interest. It contains much that I appre-
ciate. The very good portraits of your wife, yourself and especially
your parents I am glad to possess. Although it may be vanity I am
strongly drawn back to the past; the farms, people, scenes and remin-
iscences all have for me a kind of fascination. Your book refers to
many of the characters. Perhaps it is not best to be too fond of the
past, for it keeps gliding farther and farther away. All the old land-
marks, the face of nature and the places of the times even, vanish with
our friends, leaving us lovely retrospective, often too late for the train
of present realities. Nothing of this world seems to be permanent al-
though its substances and associations have great power to bind. I
gather from your book that you look to the future as well as to the
past. Years after our neighborhood history is mostly forgotten your
book will remain to give the past to the future, for books outlive men.
Your essay on "Farm Economy" is good enough to stand on its own
merits. I think it would be a great help to this world's affairs if people
would become more intelligently interested in agriculture. Give my
regards to Eliza.

Respectfully your friend,

Caroline Drake.



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Aberdeen, Dak., October 34, 1886.
My Dear Friend: I received your book and return many thanks
for the kind remembrance. I see father and mother's names and also
the names of friends of my childhood. Seeing the pictures of Uncle
Ira and Aunt Betsy, I think of them as I used to see them as I passed
their house coming home from school. Uncle Ira always with a smile
for the childien. With best regards for your family, I am

Ever your friend,

MiTTiE J. Proud.



"Home," Meadville, November 29, 1886.

My Dear 3fr. Waid: 1 have the honor of having been favored
with a Souvenir under your frank, which will be preserved, treas-
ured and prized, as such, as all that word implies in its truest sense — a
Keepsake.

In making acknowledgment of this token of friendship, let me
thank you sincerely for the evidence of respect and esteem that its
presentation carries with it. Such a manifestation from such a source
I value more than parchment commissions, moue3% or favor that
springs from selfishness or sycophancy.

I have read your historical sketch, the family biographies, your
" Essay on Farm Economy," " Treatise on Money Loaning," and the
" Address to the Youth," with mingled feelings of admiration, gratifi-
cation, and satisfaction, and I may add with profit. Of the "Address
to the Youth" it may be said, that it will prove a beacon light to every
young man wlio reads it and heeds its teachings.

Should I begin to particularize I should not know where to stop,
and yet I can not withold the meed of praise. I think my friend of other
days, Mrs. A. D. Brown, earned and is entitled to in speaking for j-ou
in her two poems, one entitled " Mj^ Twin Brother and I," and the
other, "From the Death of My Brother to this Date," for truly a high
order of talent was developed in so faithfully sketching. I might say
photographing, in rhyme, and measure your feelings, character and
nature. But I must desist, or I shall soon find myself particularizing,
which I forbade myself engaging in.

In conclusion, may I be pardoned if I indulge in a single personal
reflection. My own life has been a somewhat checkered one, I might
say not an entirely uneventful one. I might write a book five times
the size of the Souvenir before me of the favors I have cheerfully ren-
dered mankind, unselfish upon my part, but advantageous to the recipi-
ents, and yet those for whom I have done the most, have treated me
the worst, but this is a theme I do not care to dwell upon, but for a
moment was betrayed into an allusion to it by memories that thrust
themselves upon my mind, and will dismiss the subject and ask j^ou to
name some day that you and Mrs. Waid will gratify Mrs. Pettis and



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myself b}' your dropping in upon us long enough to eat a plain dinner
with us and have a social chat.

With kindest regards to Mrs. Waid I remain, as ever.
Yours faithful!}-,

S. Newton Pettis.
To Francis C. AYaid, Esq., Blooming Valley, Pa.



Knoxville, Tenn., December 4, 1886.
My Dear Mr. Waid, MeadHlle, Pa. :

Going to the postofRce to-day I was much surprised and gratified
to receive a finely written account of your life and character. I am
glad you have not forgotten me and that I still hold a place in your
esteem and confidence. The "Book" is a gem, and illustrates the
brilliant success of a man who has worked himself up to the formation
of a shining character, a large fortune and a useful life. You and
your wife and children must feel a just pride in the enjoyment of such
eminent success with which you have been blessed. Your whole life
shows what integrity, frugality and good practical sense maj'^ accom-
plish. Could 3'our " Book '' be freelj- circulated among the j'oung men
of the country, there is no telling the good it might bring about them.
What you have done thej^ may and can do. The trouble is our young
men are afraid of work. They evade it and too often become idle,
extravagant and immoral. They are lacking in manhood. You bat-
tled with poverty and untoward circumstances, and yet3'ou triumphed
over all obstacles. To-day you have a standing among your fellows
worthy of imitation.

By the way, I must thank you for the complimentary notice of
myself you were kind enough to write for our home paper, the Tribune.
Indeed, I thank you.

Please give my kindest regards to Mrs. Waid, your son's family
and all inquiring friends. I shall not soon forget my visit to your sec-
tion, and the kindness I received everywhere I went. I hope to meet
j'ou in a better country.

As ever, etc.,

C. W. Charlton.



Madisonville, Tenn., December 12, 1886.
My Dear Friend: I assure you that I was greatly surprised to
receive such a nice present, a historj- of part of your life. I think it
nicely gotten up, and it cannot fail to interest all j^our old friends and
scholars. It brought many things fresh to my memory, and I cannot
keep from feeling sad when I read of the large number of friends and
neighbors that rest in Blooming Valley graveyard. There were so
many that have died that I had not heard of the death of one, your
brother, Robert L. Waid. I was very sorry to hear of it, but glad to
know his honored n.ime still lives. Tlie photographs of the old home



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place, your residence and the Goodrich Farm, especially the old well
sweep where I have taken many a good drink of water in days that
are forever gone, are splendid.

John W. Thompson.



Meadville, January 13, 1887.

My Dear Sir: I find on my return home the hesiutiful Souvenir
from you, and I write to thank you for it. It shows a good, grand
thougiit of you. It not only proves a book of great interest to many,
but will become more and more so as years go by.

How many would value a like work left by tiiose long since gone,
a work which would give them a desired information that can not be
had now. There is much which interests me in your book:

The journey of the Shattuck family which brouglit the first of your
family to this section. It was the interest in this family which brought
my mother (a young girl) to this place. Tlien there is my first boyhood's
recollection of your father and mother and your old homestead; the
impression made on my boyish mind of their Christian character pecu-
liarly affected me at this time. My nurse, Sarah Morehead, who ac-
companied the family's trip to Rhode Island, the marriage in our
homestead (the Central Hotel now) of Sarah to Joseph Finney, ti)e
kind, noble-hearted man who was under my father's employ so long, who
showed me one of the grandest sights of my boyhood life (a new hand
sled he had made for me).

Joseph's true friendship to me never became exhausted. And so
perusing your work brings interesting incidents to me pleasant to re-
call. I shall value the work and the spirit of the friendship in which
you sent it. Very truly yours,

Leon C. Magaw.

New Orleans, La., January 23, 1887
Dear Francis: I have been tardy in answering your letter and
acknowledging receipt of your Souvenir. The present is indeed most
happily appreciated, and since its receipt I have spent time enough in
reading it to have written you many letters; and I really should have
written first.

This book will serve throughout the balance of my life to recall
pleasant recollections of our boyhood days and of you, my old friend —
for not a single incident between us or any of yours I ever heard of
but what has given me pleasure to think of. I am now looking for-
ward to the time when I can see more of you, and be, more than ever
before, in jour company and the society of your good wife. When I
can afford to take rest and recreation, I want it to be in my native
country; and I have worked long and hard enough to be entitled to
rest for a while. However, as I have undertaken the task of building
up a large orange grove, it will be probably some years yet before I can



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afford to cease constant work. As you receive our paper, you must
have a pretty good idea of what I am doing. My duties as secretary
of the sugar societies as well as my paper business give me more than
I can possiblj' do, I see so many people who have nothing to do, and
I almost always have had more than I could accomplish. I often
think if a man shows himself worthy he will generally get work.

I am pleased to learn my mother's health is so good, and I greatly
regret I can not be there now, while my brother William and sister
Melissa are present.

With my best respects to you, I remain.

Ever your friend,

J. Y. GiLMORE.



St. Chakles, Minn., January 27, 1887.
Mr. Waid: Your book came to hand on the 24th. Mr. Dickson
is in California, and will perhaps stay a year or more, where our son is
now residing. I have written to him that you had sent him a nice
present, and if he wishes I will send it to him, and then you will hear
from him. I will say, many thanks for such a valuable keepsake.
My respects to you and family.

Mrs.'S. B. Dickson.



Meadville, January 27, 1887.
Francis C. Waid,

Dear Sir: I am directed by the trustees of the Library, Art and
Historical Association to tender to you their thanks for a copy of his-
torical sketches of your famil}'. Very truly yours,

Samuel P. Bates.



Chester, Minn., February 8, 1887.
F. C. Waid, Meadville, Crawford Co., Pa.,

Dear Friend: I received your welcome book {^Souvenir'] giving a
history of Ira C. Waid and F. C. Waid and their families (and others
with whom they were connected or associated), the perusal of which
to me was an entertainment and pleasure which language fails to de-
scribe, so you will be compelled to accept the will for the deed.
Many of the old landmarks are so natural.

The Ira C, the F. C. Waid and Jabez Goodrich places all make
me think I am back in old Crawford County again. Then the faces of
Ira C. and wife and of Francis C. and wife are so natural, so familiar
and so life-like that almost instinctively I reach out my hand to give
them a good hearty greeting, and tall< over the reminiscences of
thirty-six years which have passed. In fact, the past all seems to be
crowded into the present. Then I ask myself if it is all real, and I am
compelled to acknowledge that these only represent what is past and
can not be recalled. How it makes me think I ought to have been bet-

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ter in all these years, and to have done much more good and gathered
more into the fold of Christ.

Last, not least, is the view of the State Boad Chin'ch. How natural
the size, the height, the doors, the windows, the steps and all the sur-
roundings are to me, all associated with the most sacred memoirs'.
How many times have I had the privilege of opening tliose doors and
of sitting on the seats within, which were hallowed bj- the presence of
Him who rules on high! I then felt as did Moses, that we were on holy
ground. Then and there the Gospel was preached with power bj' men
whose lips seemed touched by coals from " God's Altar." And it w:is
impossible to stand or sit without feeling that we were in God's house
and at Heaven's gate. Then those who sought and found Him of
whom Moses in the Law and Prophets did write were numbered by
scores and hundreds. And of that number are, besides myself, my
brothers and sisters: Nathan S., Eleazer, Thomas W., Sarah J., Mary
A., Sylvester N., Letitia P., Loretta P., Maj-garet E., Amelia S. and
Emma A. * * * *

Well do I remember Simeon Brown, known as "Father Brown,"
who laid his hand on my head and said: " It is good enough for you" (I
thought so too). He was a leader of the leaders. There were Jabcz
Goodrich and wife, Ira C. Waid and wife, William Williams and wife,
Ephraim Williams, and many whom I cannot mention for want of
time. When I think of Ira C. Waid I think of a man quiet and unas-
suming, never putting himself forward, always ready and willing to
do his share in supporting the right, and at the right time. I tlien
associate Goodrich with these words, " I yield, I yield," and rising on
his feet till the house shook. His latch string was always out. Ephraim
Williams brings to mind these words: "My campisin the wilderness,"
and then there was Simeon Glen, another earnest Christian. But they
have nearly all gone before.

Yours faithfully,

T. W. Phelps.



Denver, Colo., February 9, 1887.

To F. C. Waid, Esq., Blooming Valley, Pa.

Very dear brother: I have with great pleasure seen your volume
of autobiographies. It brings freshly to my remembrance the many
very agreeable things relating to our acquaintance in those pleasant
years. Let me congratulate you on having seen an active and success-
ful life. You know who has been your silent partner without whose
blessing you woukl have labored in vain. It is a pretty serious matter
to keep our accounts straight witli " God, who giveth the increase.'" I
trust you will deal with Him as He has dealt with you. I hope your
later years may be bright with the sunshine of His favor. Here, in
Colorado, I find in His mercy health and work and fair success. It is



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a good land but different from yours. Heaven is better than either.
Let us make sure of that. Believe me, very thankful for your book,
aud ever j'ours verj^ truly,

A. B. Hyde.



Meadville, Pa., February 24, 1887.
Dear Brother in Christ: I received your " Souvenir;" it was a real
surprise to me, but it was a ver3^ pleasant surprise, and I am greatly
obliged. My wife and daughter, although knowing nothing of the
persons and places mentioned in your book, save what I had previousl}*
told them, seemed scarcely less interested in its contents than myself.
When I read so many familiar names of persons and places, and more
especially when I look at the portraits and views given in the book,
my thoughts are crowded with memories of years now long past away.
How well I remember your father and mother, and yourself and wife,
too. Sabbatii after Sabbath I saw you and your parents in the old
State Road Church, and heard you bear witness unto the truth. Your
wife may not remember me, but I remember her veiy distinctly. I was
at your father's house once at least when the young lady you discov-
ered in your parents' kitchen was there engaged as when you made the
discovery, and if subsequent years have verified what youth promised
I am not surprised that you are satisfied with your partner. If 3'ou did
find her in your mother's kitchen, that was indeed a good place to make
such a discover}^ for if she pleased your mother it was quite natural
that you also should be pleased. You certainly cannot be displeased
if I tell you that nothing in your book gave me greater pleasure than
the view of the old State Road Church. The most important event of
my whole life occurred at the altar of that church. It was the turning
point of my destiny for time and eternity. It is the spot to me more
dear than native vale or mountain, because it is where I first my Savicr
found and felt my sins forgiven. God was pleased to give me a most
glorious conversion. Truly I saw His brightness around me shine, and
I shouted "Glory ! Glory! " I never could doubt my conversion, and I
have always cherished the memory of that sacred hour and that hal-
lowed spot. It was the nineteenth day of December, 1850,over thirty- six
years ago now, and through all of tliese j'ears God has kept me by His
grace and always caused me to triumph through Christ Jesus. If it
had not been for His grace I should have utterl}' failed long ago. Six
of my father's famil}' were converted that same day. I left Pennsyl-
vania in September, 1855, now more than thirty-one years ago. I did
not think then that iO many years would pass before I should find an
opportunity of returning, and I have all this time cherished a desire to
again see those places made sacred by so many pleasant associations
and once more to greet my brethren with whom I traveled during tie
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to find the favorable opportunity. While I was engaged in ministerial
work I could never find time or money to devote to such a pleasure,
and since I have been out of the pastoral work it has been very much
the same. Until recently my health has been such, quite a portion of
the time, that I could not undertake such a trip even if I had all the
needed funds. I am beginning to fear that I may never again visit
those places so long cherished in my memory, and that I may not be
permitted to greet the dear Christian friends from whom I have been
so long separated until we meet on the other shore with all we have
loved so dearly who have gone on before us.

I rejoice to learn of your distinguished success in your pleasant and
honorable vocation, and trust that every step you have taken has been
with a proper regard for our Lord's command: Lay not wp for your-
selves treasures upon earth. Lay tip for yourselves treasures in Heaven.
Too many forget this and while the world may credit them with great
success, their lives are an utter failure. When one does amass a for-
tune every dollar of which is consecrated to the service and glory of
God, his example is most commendable, and when he gives an account
of his stewardship his Lord will say: Well done, thou good and faithful
servant, enter thou into the joy of thy Lord.

Very truly yours,

S. N. Phelps.

Kasson, Minn., March 8, 1887.
My Dear Friends, Mr. aiid Mrs. Waid and Family:

Your very kind letter, and also the kind remembrance, or Souv£-
nir, you sent us, were duly received and should have been gratefully
acknowledged much sooner had we been at home when they came,
but Mr. Taylor and I were both in Wisconsin at that time. I lake
this first opportunity after reaching home to answer your most wel-
come letter, and to thank you from our hearts for the book. It will be
a precious keepsake for us, and especially for myself, having been ac-
quainted at some period of my life with almost every one of wbom it
speaks, and with most of them very intimately. In perusing the book
so many things which had almost entirely gone from my memory con-
cerning both persons and places, came back again to my mind with all
the freshness of the time when they happened, and I live over again
in imagination many of the old times, both sad and gay. I have read
and re-read the book. It is like a visit home again, and I prize it very
much. I shall enjoy so much looking at those familiar faces and
those home residences, but above all looking upon that dear old State
Road Church, so appropriately called the Pilgrims' Home. It was
there I found the Savior, so precious to me. Let me thank you again
for sending the Souvenir to us.

Ever your friends,

ROBEKT AND PaMELIA A. TaYLOR.



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^Meadville, April 24, 1887.
Dear Sir: Please accept my tbauks for a copy of your Souvenir
which you sent me. I find it interesting and instructive, and I have
learned many things from it which I did not know. You have my
best wishes for your future prosperity and happiness.

Yours trul}-,

J. D. Clemson.



Meadville, April 28, 1887.
Dear Sir: Your Souvenir has been handed me. I am obliged to
you for honoring me with a copj'. In looking through its pages I find
many valuable suggestions and much sound advice. It will be of more
and more interest as time passes. Again thanking you for your kind
remembrance, I remain.

Very truly yours,

Samuel P. Bates.



WiLLiAMSPORT, May 9, 1887.
My Dear Cousin: I received the book you sent me, and let me
thank you kindly for it. How very kind of you to remember me
of wliom you know and have seen so little. I assure you I shall prize
the book and appreciate the kindness more than I can tell you, and
hope through it to become more acquainted with your family and
others of my mother's relatives of whom I know verj^ little. I left
that place when so young that I can remember very little of anj" one
there. I enjoyed my visit there over twenty years ago very much and
thought then that I might visit there again, and should, if brother,
Henry O. Allen, had remained there, but he moved to Iowa soon after
our visit, and we removed from Athens, Bradford county, to Williams-
port, and have lived here ever since.

Your friend and cousin,

Clara W. Hart.*



Meadville, Oct. 17, 1887.
Francis C. Waid, Esq.

Dear Sir: Please accept my thanks for the volume left at my
office by you for me. It is a very interesting memorial, and I shall
take pleasure in reading it.

With my best wishes for your prosperity, I am

Your friend,

John J. Henderson.



*When my brother and I visited Fayette Allen, Dec. 25, 1888, we learned that Clara
W. Hart had died Sept. 16, 1888.— F. C. Waid.



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New Richmond, Nov. 1, 1887.
Dear Sir: Your token of friendship in the form of a biography
and history of your family and friends was gladly received by me, and
after a careful perusal I pronounce it a very correct and useful work
for those who enjoy calling up old recollections of friends and ac-
quaintances, and one that contains much useful knowledge for the
young. Please accept my thanks for remembering me in this way.

Very trulj^ yours,

E. J. Bailey.



Chicago, July 3,
F. C. Waid, Esq., Meadville, Pa.

Dear Sir: Your letter of June 26th was duly received, as was also
your book sent to his son.* Mr. Lincoln is at present ou a vacation



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