• William Henry Cleveland
WH Cleveland in uniform
• William Henry Cleveland  ‎(I563414407)‎
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Given Names: William Henry
Surname: Cleveland

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Birth: 28 March 1836 29 27 Conquest, Cayuga Co., NY, USA
Death: 24 November 1913 ‎(Age 77)‎ Norwalk, Huron Co., OH, USA
Personal Facts and Details
Birth 28 March 1836 29 27 Conquest, Cayuga Co., NY, USA

Marriage • Emma Arvilla Parker - 28 March 1863 ‎(Age 27)‎ Norwalk, Huron Co., OH, USA


Note: m 1862 GCCF
MilitaryPrivate
between 23 February 1864 and 13 February 1865 ‎(Age 27)‎ 25th Ohio Volunteer Infantry, Co B.

Occupation 1881 ‎(Age 44)‎ gunsmith Norwalk, Huron Co., OH, USA

Death 24 November 1913 ‎(Age 77)‎ Norwalk, Huron Co., OH, USA

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Parents Family  (F524898116)
• Alanson L. Cleveland
1806 - 1871
• Betsey White
1809 - 1888
Henry White Cleveland
1829 - 1831
• William Henry Cleveland
1836 - 1913
Melissa Helen Cleveland
1839 - 1924
Alanson Cleveland Jr
1842 - 1862
• Fanny Janette Cleveland
1845 - 1910
Roderick Random Cleveland
1847 - 1850
James Roderick Cleveland
1850 - 1942

Immediate Family  (F524898115)
• Emma Arvilla Parker
1841 - 1914
Frances Emeline "Frankie" Cleveland
1863 - 1869
• Delbert Alanson Cleveland
1866 - 1939


Notes

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In a whale ship at 19 he sailed around the world.

Source: The Genealogy of the Cleveland and Cleaveland Families, Vol. II
Publication: Printed for the Subscribers, Hartford, 1899


Note
William Henry Cleveland entered service 23 Feb. 1864 in Company B of the 25th Ohio Volunteer Infantry and received a disability discharge 13 Feb 1865. During this time the 25th Ohio saw action in the battles against Fort Sumter and Charleston, Honey Hill, Coosaw River, and Deveaux's Neck. This regiment lost during service 280 men, including 158 from combat wounds.

Both the 1890 Veterans Schedule and the 1900 Census give his address as 93 Benedict Ave., Norwalk, OH.

Evelyn Rockwell, daughter of Ruby Cleveland who was raised by William H. Cleveland, does not recall hearing of any military service by William H. Cleveland.

Note
William Cleveland made banjos ‎(one of which is in the possession of Valerie Rockwell)‎.

He practiced taxidermy.

He worked for the Railroad and was present at the transcontinental golden spike ceremony. He retired on a raiload pension.

Evelyn Rockwell Pauly

Note
Battle of Honey Hill. South Carolina, November 30, 1864. Excerpts from a letter written by Corporal Samuel Wildman, Company B, 25th Ohio Volunteer Infantry to his father, Frederick August Wildman of Norwalk, OH, a veteran of the 55th OVI. Samuel Wildman was a judge and member of congress later in life. In 1864 he had not yet graduated from high school.

Boyds Landing, Near Pocataligo Bridge, S. C., Monday, Dec. 5, 1864

My Dear Father: --

At last my real soldier life has commenced. I have "smelt gunpowder." Seen the smoke of battle, heard the crash of artillery and musketry, done my duties as well as I could in the front of battle all day long and come out unscathed...

We were now at Boyd’s landing where we disembarked, finding many troops already ashore. Long before this time we had surmised as our ultimate destination the Pocataligo Bridge, on the Charleston and Savannah RR. Several attempts have been made during the war to force a passage to this bridge and burn it, but all have failed thus far. I believe our troops had never until now effected a landing so near the bridge as this point.

We halted perhaps an hour and there started inland, the 127th New York taking the lead, followed by the 25th Ohio. We were divided into two brigades, under the command of Gens. Potter and Hatch. The 25th was in that of Gen. Potter...

About seven o’clock, I think, in the morning of Wednesday, November 30th, we again commenced our advance, and soon found the enemy. A battery of their artillery was posted on the road in front and shelled us as we advanced. As soon as we ere near enough for their shells to begin to take effect, we formed in line of battle, the right wing of the 25th on the right of the road and the left wing on the left, in fields covered with tall, dry grass and weeds.

We continued to advance along these fields when the left wing found its onward course opposed by a dense wood. I cannot describe these South Carolina forests. They must be much like the chapparel of Mexico which I have read of, full of a thick undergrowth of thorny vines, so dense that the eye can penetrate but a few rods into them, and seeming like an impassable obstruction in the way of a marching column. Even our skirmish line did not try to advance, but the whole line of battle halted a few minutes and then moved by the right flank to the road and crossed. I am describing, you understand, the movements of the left wing, only of the 25th, we having lost sight of the companies on the right of the regiment where we first separated from them.

Now we found ourselves on the right of the road, and again steadily advance, the shells of the enemy’s battery bursting overhead, in front and in rear of us, but fortunately without effect. We soon found another obstacle to our passage, more invincible than the first. The high grass of the field had been set on fire between us and the rebels, perhaps purposely, perhaps accidentally, by the fire of the artillery. The wind was blowing in our faces, and the broad sheet of flame swept rapidly toward us, roaring and crackling in its onward course. Major Randall who was in command of the left wing of the 25th moved us by the flank to the other side of the road again, when we advanced in spite of thorny bush and rebel shell and shot. We relieved the skirmish line, which had been composed of the 127th New York, if I remember correctly, and pushed on.

A battery of our own artillery unlimbered in the road on our right and we halted to await the effect of their fire. They opened on the enemy on a few well directed shots silenced the latter and removed the principal obstacle to our progress. The rebel battery fell back, we returned to the road and again moved forward by the flanks. The right wing of the 25th joined up and we were glad to learn that they had lost only one man thus far wounded.

Onward we still pushed undeterred by the occasional skirmishing in front, which became more frequent until, finally, there was an almost continual rattle of small arms.

I hardly know how it commenced, but before I expected it, we were formed in line of battle, the 154th New York and 32d USCT on our right, and the 55 Massachusetts Colored Reg’t on our left. The line extended, I know not now much further in both directions, but the regiments named are the only ones whose positions I knew. A tremendous roar of musketry had commenced along the line, but we steadily advanced, right into the tangled wall of vines and briers, which clung to us as we tore our way through them.

I was on the left of the 25th Regiment which had become badly mixed with the 55th Massachusetts, and, it is not surprising that I found myself among black faces instead of white, and totally at a loss to find the whereabouts of my comrades. I soon saw white men on my left and pushing through to them found that they were the right of the 144th New York Regiment. By this time I had been joined by two of our boys who had been separated from the 25th in the same manner as myself and were on the point of falling in with the 144th, when some on gave us a clue to the position of our regiment which we soon after found.

All this time I think we had lost no men in our company, but we were not long to remain unscathed.

We advanced perhaps half a mile in the woods, which I think were somewhat more open than they had been before we reached the road, when at last our onward progress was stopped by a more determined resistance than we had yet met. We were before an entrenchment of some kind although the density of the woods prevented our seeing it at the time, and the rebels poured a murderous fire into our ranks. ~ Sergeant Grandy was shot down close to me, mortally wounded, and Lowell Reece fell nearer the right of the company, a bullet passing through his wrist, and wounding him in the face, as his hand was raised in the act of loading. Corporal Williams was wounded and carried to the rear and also William Benson and Orderly/Sergeant McGuckin, nearly at the same time. I think all within the first few minutes after our onward progress had been stopped, in front of the rebel fortification.

I saw upwards of an hour we loaded and fired, not in unbroken ranks, for we were fighting ‎(loading and firing)‎ every man for himself and on his own hook, standing, kneeling, or lying, according as the nature of the ground offered opportunities of "shelter."

I saw Ira Sturges loading and firing a little way to my left, and joined him. He was standing behind a tree close to which Watros of Co. "B" and a man of another company lay wounded. It was the hottest place I saw all day, the bullets cutting the grass, striking the trees, and whistling all around us. I examined Watros’ wound and finding that he could walk with a little assistance, helped him a few rods to the rear and bound up his wound, a bad one...

About 4 P.M. from... Gregory Landing and Pocataligo Bridge, SC...Thursday, Dec. 16, 1864

At length I find trying to continue my letter which was almost illegible from having been carried so long in a knapsack. ‎(ed. Note: a few pages of the letter are heavily stained)‎

I will continue where I left off in my description of the Battle of "Honey Hill."

Watros was wounded in the neck. I helped him a little way to the rear and made him as easy as I could. Returned to the tree where I had left Ira Sturges and commenced loading and firing as before. Sergeant Henry Benson joined us and talked a few minutes with me, telling he had just assisted John Perdue ‎(badly wounded)‎ off the field. While we still stood loading and firing another "messenger of death" struck Benson down in his tracks. He fell on his face without a word or groan. I turned him on his back, with his head on his knapsack and removed his waist belt, unbuttoned his vest, shirt, & c. He was shot through the lungs.

For some time this contest went on when our ammunition gave out and the battle line fell back in good order to the road, by the side of which there was a ditch and bank which served as an intrenchment.

Soon after dark, we retreated under cover of our artillery which shelled the rebel works far into the night. We moved silently back, past the church and cross roads and biouacked at the Landing.

It had been a desperate fight for the numbers engaged. The 25th lost in killed and wounded and missing 162. Company "B" loss was three killed and nineteen wounded or a total of 22 our of 52 engaged – nearly half the company.

We shot away about 100 rounds of ammunition to a man...

Good by for the present. I am afraid that my letter will not get off by the Fulton ‎(ed. Note: not clearly legible, perhaps name transport)‎

We have been over half a month without our tents or woolen blankets or change of clothing.

Yours affcty,

Sam

Source: Wildman family collection, The Ohio Historical Society.

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from ­http­://­www­.­dcnyhistory­.­org­/­gary­/­25thohio­.­html­:

25th Ohio Volunteer Infantry
Company B
Diary Excerpt from the diary ‎(1864)‎ of
Capt. Luther B. Mesnard, commanding,
Source: Civil War Archives, U.S. Army Military History Institute
THE BATTLE OF HONEY HILL, SOUTH CAROLINA

At this time came orders that if the veterans would enlist for three years more, the balance of the lst three years bounty would be paid and a thirty days furlough would be given, and where a majority of the regiment enlisted, the regiment could go home as an organization. This was a wise move on the part of the government, as this retained a veteran army in the field at a future time when most needed. In fact, probably saved the nation. It was the furlough which decided the matter. Every man but one, present with our company reenlisted, and nearly all in the Regiment. We started home on Veteran furlough toward the last of January 1864. Were paid off at Louisville and crossed the Ohio River and stopped in a little town some forty miles north in Indiana, and while waiting for a train our boys bought out the town, and not only had full canteens but were mostly full themselves, and during the night rids to Cincinnati, I, as first Sergeant of the Company had an awful time. The officers all rode in a car by themselves.

We hoped the regiment would fill up with recruits, I was much interested as I had been recommended for a commission, which I expected as soon as there were members enough to muster more officers. I had carried a musket over 3000 miles, and felt ready for a commission. Ten days before my furlough expired at the request of some boys at home I took a recruiting commission for "one of the thirty new companies" ordered by Ohio's Governor. Well I rustled around lively, and every man I enlisted set to work picking up others. And while other recruiting officers, ‎(being commissioned officers from the army sent home to recruit men)‎ got hardly a man, I enlisted and mustered fifty two men, in ten days. Went to Columbus, was assigned to the 25th Ohio Veteran Volunteer Infantry. Was commissioned and mustered as Captain of Company B, therein March 16th, 1864. Sent to Washington via New York City. Was at Camp Distribution a few days, then by boat to Hilton Head, S.C., where the regiment was stationed at the inland site of the island. My Company was first at Popes Plantation for a few days, then stationed at the "upper" post, Spanish Wells, opposite May river, and in sight of the spires of the Savannah.

Most of the time there were two other companies from other companies from other regiments there, but I had command of the post all the while. We had three saddle horses and two ambulance horses, three row boats and a sail boat, were visited every day by a steamer to bring rations etc.. A small gun boat patrolled the channel nights, and a man of war lay about a mile off toward Fort Pulaski. I visited the man of war and Fort Pulaski and received frequent calls from the navy officers, as well as from the officers from our regiment. Could ride over to the dock or town of Hilton Head seven miles, when I chose, also anywhere on the Island. The summer of 1864 was the picnic of my army experience, as we could get nearly every thing to eat at reasonable rates, and my duties especially as post commander were very light and pleasant. The climate of course was hot and unhealthy, and many of the boys were sick.

I had at first a company of 101 green men, in a veteran regiment, noted as hard fighters, and a tough lot of fellow and I was very anxious about the standing of my company in the regiment. Taught my boys from the first to keep their places, mind their P's and Q's and allow no one to tread on their toes. That they might better be in Purgatory, than become the butt of that regiment. I drilled the men very little - very few hours - compared with the drilling I had in my early service. I had non commissioned offers schools, etc.. The drills were short and sharp - the boys young, intelligent and quick to learn.

Toward fall were inspected by a regular army captain and surgeon, General Hammond. The Colonel, Nat.Haughton, had been up to see me twice about my preparing for this. I said little but made sure that everything was right. When the day came the 1st Sergeant detailed for guard the awkward or ill shaped men, and about nine o'clock some half dozen officers rode into camp in style. The Colonel thought I should go out and see to the Company, but I was quiet, saying to the inspecting officers, wheresoever they wished it the Company would be formed. At the orders of the first Sergeant the Company fell in in a way I was proud of, and as the Sergeant saluted - "Sir the Company is formed," I took charge, and put them in shape for inspection.
The first two files were six feet two inches in height, and models of perfection. The Captain as he took the gun of the first man never looked at it, but admiringly ran his eye over the man, Henry Benson, one of the finest men physically, I ever saw and every inch a soldier. Well he examined every man, every gun, every button in the
company, but not a speck of dirt or dust, not a button or thread was wrong and the way the boys handled those guns and themselves made me feel proud of them.

Then the Doctor or Surgeon inspected them, and when the boys "unslung knapsacks" and opened them up it was like a machine, every man rose or straightened up at the same time, I never saw another company that could do it as they did that day. And those knapsacks! Every one had the same clothing in sight, clean shirt, drawers and socks, nothing else. The blankets all rolled the same, and all in allignment. All the men had their hair cut, ears and neck clean and answered all questions about rations, camp equipage and duties, right up plain. While the officers looking on said "That's fine", "I never saw it done better" At dinner later, the old surgeon say's to me, "Captain I have a compliment for you. You can feel proud of it as long as you live." I said "I shall be glad to receive it Sir." He said "I have been in the regular army many years and inspected many thousand men, and I say to you, you have the finest company of men, I ever saw I want to know where they raise such men." I said, "Up in the northern Ohio on the western reserve." The Inspecting officer spoke, "I think General there is much in the way those men have been handled." I said, "Thank you." And now after nearly forty years I still feel proud of those boys. The Colonel was greatly surprised and pleased.

All the forces on the Island were soon after assembled at Hilton Head, where we had battillion drill and my boys were among the best, and at officers school, evenings, the Colonel was greatly pleased to find me "up" on everything. We had a grand review of all the forces and soon started on a campaign leaving tents, etc., behind. Were to have left the harbor at daylight to go up Broad River. At nine o'clock we were still in the harbor, on transports mostly aground as the tide was out, but finally got off and just before dusk landed a few miles up the river and marched some six miles inland, camping near a church. Some firing in front. Next morning turned to the right past the church toward Honey Hill, went a mile ormore. Some firing in the front all the time. Some artillery shot coming down the road as we march along the side in the open timber. Soon four guns of ours whirl
past us, and a few rods ahead unlimber and open on the rebs. A shot takes the captain's leg off, and knocks a wheel off one of our guns. The Captain is carried back past us, his leg dangling by a chord, his life blood spurting in jets as we cross to the other side of the road. My boys had been under fire but once before and then at long range when at Spanish Wells, and not worth mentioning, and now, they were much affected. Two or three vomited from sheer fright, while all, even the old veterans, looked very solemn. We deployed and were in the second line of battle, as we advanced. It soon became hot and the colored regiment in front hesitated,
and I suggested to Colonel Haughton that we take the advance which we did through dense timber and bushes, whre we could see nothing. It was hot, the shell over head and the bullets like hail, and soon a line of rebs seemed to rise in front of us, give us a volley and run. This staggered my Company and one or more companies to our right.

As the men started to the rear I jumped ahead of them and started them forward again. I passed my former 1st Sergeant now Lieutenant Guthrie mortally wounded. I tookhis hand a moment, and this is the only time I ever remember of feeling bad in battle.

The 54th Massachusetts Colored Regiment was at our left my company being on the left of our regiment. The rebs had artillery ‎(some seven pieces we have since learned)‎ in a redout in our front, with breast-works for their Infantry, but owing to the timber we could see nothing. We had driven a line of battle which they had in front of,
and below the fort or redout, back, some of my men being so close that the powder marks were about their wounds. The right of our regiment seemed to reach beyond their line, while still to our right was a full colored regiment - a lot of raw niggers, who would not advance, though scarcely under fire except artillery shot, mostly over head,and to the right of them were several hundred marines, who did not lose a man. The
54th Massachusetts on our left extended to the road or center of our line, but did notadvance as far as we did by about eight rods. We halted and held this line nearer the enemy than any other troops. Getting short of ammunition I ran back to the flank of the colored regiment and got a thousand rounds box and distributed among myboys, and some twenty minutes later a colored soldier brought us another box, and
we held our own, but it was an awful hot place. We used all the ammunition as byrapid firing we kept the rebs down and as our fire slackened theirs increased. TheColonel then ordered us to fall back a few rods to a little cross road we had passed, which we did bringing the wounded. The day was hot, and I sat down with my back
to a pine tree some six inches in diameter when a shell cut the tree off some twenty feet where I sat. The boys said I could jump farther and quicker from a sitting posture,than any other man. We lay in this position perhaps a half hour and then the whole forcefell back, marching clear back to the landing. There were about two-thousand rebs sentout from Savannah, by General Hardee, and about eight-thousand of us, under command
of General Hatch. The loss in my company was five men killed or wounded and twentyman wounded, a loss of fifty per cent of the men engaged. Loss of our regiment 126, killed or wounded, including Major and Adjutant killed. This was about one third of the entire loss on our side. Many of our troops were "white glove soldiers" who had done garrison duty only, and did not like the smell of powder. The 156th New York in the left wing lost heavily and did good fighting. Our troops were badly handled, no generalship, strategy or tactics. As a diversion in Sherman's favor the fight may have amounted to a little, but nothing to what it would have if we had brushed the rebs away and cut the Savannah and Charleston Rail Road, as we could have done under
an efficient commander. When I saw the awful loss in my company, the useless sacrifice of noble men it seemed too bad. Lieutenant E. A. Guthrie, Sergeant Moses D. Grandy, Sergeant Henry Benson, that model soldier and others, gone forever. - Battle of Honey Hill, S.C. November 30th, 1864.

We lay at the landing a day or two. I was somewhat disabled. A ball, at Honey Hill, having torn away my boot just below my ankle, bruised my foot so as to lame it. An expedition was started up the river; being unable to walk, I wasleft in charge of the camp, but some ugly rumors coming back, I took the first boat and joined my company before night, about the time, Marsh of my company waskilled by a cannon shot, the only loss in the company that day. Our position thenat Deveaux Neck was near and within sight of the Rail Road and near enough to the rebs to have some fighting every day. Our regiment cut a swath through a strip of timber to give our artillery a better chance and had some brisk fighting onDecember 6th and 7th. We heard from Sherman's army here, and soon the rebsevacuated their strong position along the Rail Road including a couple of strong
forts, and we moved up to Pocataligo, where I heard from and saw some members of my old regiment, the 55th Ohio then with Sherman's army.

About February 1st, 1865 we started toward Charleston and had plenty of fighting, marching and skirmishing. Our regiment the 25th Ohio, was one of the best, in fact the best fighting regiment in the "Coast Division," and actually did most of the real fighting, making some very bad marches, often wading streams or baoyus waist
deep. I remember one day my company, as usual, was on the skirmish line and had driven the enemy some miles, finally at "Indian Hill" they made a stand, laying down a rail fence and lying down behind the rails and earth thrown up. We fired at them a while and I sent a squad to the left to flank them and was about to charge up the hill as I know we could drive them, a rear guard only, and yet four to ten times the number in my company, but somehow I was nervous, was afraid, that's the word. I never was more so in my whole army experience. I did.......‎(pages on order from Army War College)‎.

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Marriage m 1862 GCCF
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1870 OH Census
Citation Details:  Norwalk, Huron, OH

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1880 OH Census
Citation Details:  Benedict Ave., Norwalk, Huron Co.

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1850 OH Census
Citation Details:  Norwalk, Huron, OH

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The Genealogy of the Cleveland and Cleaveland Families, Vol. II
Publication: Printed for the Subscribers, Hartford, 1899
Citation Details:  p. 1947

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Official roster of the soldiers of the state of Ohio in the War of the Rebellion, 1861-1866
Publication: Published 1886 by Werner Co. in Akron
Citation Details:  Vol III, p. 177

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National Park Service Civil War Soldiers and Sailors System
Publication: http://www.itd.nps.gov/cwss/soldiers.cfm

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1890 US Census Veterans Schedule
Citation Details:  Norwalk, Huron Co., OH

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1860 OH Census
Citation Details:  Norwalk, Huron Co.

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Huron Co. Marriages 1855-1877 Vol. 2
Publication: 1992 Scheuer Publications Warsaw, IN

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Cemetery Marker
Citation Details:  Woodlawn Cemetery, Norwalk, OH, USA

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American Gun Makers, 2nd Ed.
Publication: The Stackpole Co. Harrisburg, PA 1953
Citation Details:  p. 36
  Text: "Norwalk, Ohio, 1882-83"

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1900 OH Census
Citation Details:  93 Benedict Ave., Norwalk, Huron Co.

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1910 OH Census
Citation Details:  93 Benedict Ave., Norwalk, Huron Co.

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1840 NY Census
Citation Details:  Scott, Cortland Co.

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http://www.findagrave.com
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• Alanson L. Cleveland
Birth 27 July 1806 31 31 Woodstock, VT, USA
Death 5 October 1871 ‎(Age 65)‎ Norwalk, Huron Co., OH, USA
3 years
Mother
 
• Betsey White
Birth 10 March 1809 23 18 NY, USA
Death 18 December 1888 ‎(Age 79)‎ Norwalk, Huron Co., OH, USA

Marriage: 25 November 1828 -- Weedsport, Cayuga Co., NY, USA
7 months
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Brother
Henry White Cleveland
Birth 7 July 1829 22 20 Cato, Cayuga Co., NY, USA
Death 10 August 1831 ‎(Age 2)‎ Cato, Cayuga Co., NY, USA
7 years
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• William Henry Cleveland
Birth 28 March 1836 29 27 Conquest, Cayuga Co., NY, USA
Death 24 November 1913 ‎(Age 77)‎ Norwalk, Huron Co., OH, USA
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Sister
Melissa Helen Cleveland
Birth 15 July 1839 32 30 Cato, Cayuga Co., NY, USA
Death 31 December 1924 ‎(Age 85)‎ Sacramento Co., CA, USA
3 years
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Brother
Alanson Cleveland Jr
Birth 7 February 1842 35 32 Norwalk, Huron Co., OH, USA
Death after 1862 ‎(Age 19)‎
3 years
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Sister
• Fanny Janette Cleveland
Birth 7 June 1845 38 36 Norwalk, Huron Co., OH, USA
Death 5 December 1910 ‎(Age 65)‎ Pasadena, Los Angeles Co., CA, USA
2 years
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Brother
Roderick Random Cleveland
Birth 4 November 1847 41 38 Norwalk, Huron Co., OH, USA
Death 14 May 1850 ‎(Age 2)‎
3 years
#7
Brother
James Roderick Cleveland
Birth 5 September 1850 44 41 Norwalk, Huron Co., OH, USA
Death 11 June 1942 ‎(Age 91)‎ Des Moines Co., IA, USA
Family with • Emma Arvilla Parker
• William Henry Cleveland
Birth 28 March 1836 29 27 Conquest, Cayuga Co., NY, USA
Death 24 November 1913 ‎(Age 77)‎ Norwalk, Huron Co., OH, USA
5 years
Wife
 
• Emma Arvilla Parker
Birth 28 March 1841 32 25 Manchester, Lancashire, England
Death 28 March 1914 ‎(Age 73)‎ Norwalk, Huron Co., OH, USA

Marriage: 28 March 1863 -- Norwalk, Huron Co., OH, USA
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Daughter
Frances Emeline "Frankie" Cleveland
Birth 18 November 1863 27 22 Norwalk, Huron Co., OH, USA
Death 23 March 1869 ‎(Age 5)‎
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• Delbert Alanson Cleveland
Birth 5 January 1866 29 24 Norwalk, Huron Co., OH, USA
Death 31 October 1939 ‎(Age 73)‎ Hidalgo Co., TX, USA