Ocean County , NJ History

New Jersey Courier 28 Nov 1878

LEMUNION, BRADFORD from the New Jersey Courier 6 Oct 1910 Oct 3-Bradford Lemunion, a well known citizen (of West Creek) was buried here today, having died on Friday last. He is another of a long list of prominent men in this township who have died in the past few months, including such men as Wm. W. Pitt, James Cranmer and others. Mr. Lemunion was formerly a farmer in Burlington County, but had lived here for some time. He was a farmer, wheelwright, the village constable, and a useful citizen of the coummunity in many ways. He leaves two children, Mrs. Bertha Holman, and Ralph LeMunyon, a twelve year old son. He was twice married and twice a widower.

From the New Jersey Courier 19 Aug 1909

CRANMER-JOHNSON from the New Jersey Courier, 16 Aug 1866 MARRIAGE- On the 1st inst., at the residence of the bride's father near Greenbank, by Rev. G.W. Dobbins, Mr. Edwin B. Johnson to Miss Amanda H. Cranmer, both of the above place.

New Jersey Courier 21 Jul 1916 Five men serving time for murder were paroled from state prisonlast week, among them Givoanni (John) Cayaldi, an Italian cranberry picker who shot and killed iron Cranmer at West Creek on the night of October 7, 1905. Cayaldi pleaded to second degree murder, with constent of the court and on December 19, of that same yer, was sentenced to twenty years in state prison, of which term he has served about ten years and six months. Cayaldi was a young Italian at the time of the killing, 24 years old. He with other Italians were picking cranberries at the Stafford Forge bog. Saturday nights they would take their violins and accordions and go to the hotel in West Creek village, and make music for the hangers on there. This night about midnight when the hotel closed, Cayaldi, with Charlie Baker, the boss Italian and interpreter for John W. Holman, who at that time was running Stafford Forge bogs, started up the road, with Iron Cranmer, his sons, Will and B

from the New Jersey Mirror 4 Dec 1822 On November 14, 1822, a healthy, middle-aged man, of the name of Jesse Cranmer, was digging a well near Tuckerton, and while in the act of sending out the last bucket of earth from the bottom, about twenty-five feet deep, the well caved, and enveloped him so deep, that before he could be extricated from his direful situation, he suffocated to death.

In 1930, John H. Cranmer was 73 years old. He lived with his wife, Amanda A. Cranmer, who was almost ten years younger than he (64). [The 1900 Census lists his birth as Jan 1857, hers as Apr 1865.] According to the 1930 Census, they married when he was 35 and she was 26, so that would be about 38 years ago, or 1892. Both were born in New Jersey, as were their parents. I found this family in Brookville on the 1920 Census as well. At that time, John gave his occupation as 'laborer.' In 1910, the family was also living in Brookville; Amanda's name was given as "Manda"at that time for some reason, and they had a son, Woodward W. Cranmer, living with them. He was 24 at the time, which would make him born about 1886 [The 1900 Census says Apr 1885]. That would mean, according to the 1930 Census, that he was born before his parent's marriage, but the 1910 Census says his parents had been married for 26 years. That would place their marriage around 1884.[This agrees wi

New Jersey Mirror 22 Sep 1909 Because his cousin, Miss Eva Oliphant, refused to marry him, Joseph Budd Cranmer, a member of one of the leading families of the shore, is supposed to have committed suicide on Sunday night, September 12, 1909. Cranmer, who was about 35 years of age, lived alone in the Cranmer homestead. He had for some years been attentive to a cousin, Miss Eva Oliphant, daughter of William Oliphant, and the young woman was probably the last person who saw him alive. Sunday, September 12, he spent the evening with her, again urging her to marry him, and she again refused. Since that time he disappeared from all his accustomed haunts.-- On Saturday night, neighbors burst open the door and found his dead body on the garret floor. A broken rope swung from the rafters, and another bit of rope was around his throat.