Lengnick, Lewis Wood (card 1/1)
BG April 27, 1981 p. 12
Best copy available.
*****
LEWIS LENGNICK
Lewis Wood Lengnick, 74
died Friday at LaJolla, Calif.
Mr. Lengnick was born Jan.
15, 1907 in Aiken, a son of the
late Emil E. and Lena Wood
Lengnick. He was retired
president of Hawaiian
Electric Co. in Honolulu.
Surviving are his wife, Polly
Barr Lengnick of Austin,
Texas; and a brother, C.
Alfred Lengnick of Beaufort.
Lengnick, Emilie (card 1/1)
BG March 3, 1966 p. 2
EMILIE LENGNICK
Funeral services for Miss
Emilie Guerard Lengnick of
1411 Bay St., were Wednesday
at 3 p.m. at St. Helena Pro-
testant Episcopal Church with
the Rev. John W. Hardy office-
ating. Burial was in the church
cemetery directed by Morrall
Funeral Home.
Miss Lengnick died Monday
at Charleston.
She was a graduate of the
University of South Carolina
and was a member of Alpha
Delta Pi Sorority. She was a
member of St. Helena Church.
Surviving are: her parents,
Mr. and Mrs. C. Alfred Leng-
nick of Beaufort; two sister,
Mrs. Colden R. Battey Jr., of
Beaufort and Mrs. Coming Ball
Gibbs Jr., of Charleston.
*****
Clever reader and commenter Linda Smith grew up and around Beaufort. On this previous post about Georgia On My Mind, she said that she knew Emily Lengnick and believed that Emily’s father’s name was Alfred.
Good job, Linda! This obituary confirms what you remembered back in 1964.
Lengnick, John Marion (card 1/2)
BG August 27, 1915 p. 1
Mr. John Marion Lengnick died
early Monday morning at Battle Creek
Sanitarium, Battle Creek, Mich.,
where he had gone several months
ago for his health, after an illness
extending over a period of years. The
news of his death was received here
that morning with many expressions
of sadness and regret, for he was uni-
versally beloved and respected here,
his hometown for almost his entire
life. While it as known for some
time that he was not receiving the
benefit he hoped to derive from his
trip there, it was hoped that he
would rally from this attack.
While Mr. Lengnick had lived in
Beaufort for many years, his native
home was Charleston, he having been
born there nearly forty-nine years
ago. He was the eldest son of the late
Mr. Charles A. Lengnick and Mrs.
Lengnick of that city, and is survived
by an unusually large number of rel-
atives, among whom are his wife,
and two children, his mother, Mrs.
Mary Lengnick, two sisters, Mrs.
James Burdell of Camden, S. C., and
Mrs. J. C. H. Wilson of Rock Hill
and two brothers, Messrs. Charles A.
Lengnick of St. Louis, Mo., and E.
E. Lengnick of this city.
The death of Mr. Lengnick re-
moves from Beaufort one of its most
representative citizens, one, who un-
til a few years ago when his health
failed, was a most active worker for
the welfare of the town and also an
ardent worker among church and
business circles.
He was a prominent
Knights of Pythias and a member of
the Masonic Lodge, and for many
years a vestryman of Saint Helena
Episcopal Church, which office he
held at the time of his death. Mr.
Lengnick was also a director of the
Beaufort Bank, which closed its doors
at two o’clock on Wednesday after-
noon as a tribute of respect, and a
member of the firm of Lengnick
Brothers which has for many years
conducted the well known dry goods
store on Bay Street. During the
years 1909, 1910, 1911 and 1912 he
served in the State Legislature as a
Representative from this county hav-
ing been elected for two terms.
The funeral services were held on
Wednesday afternoon in the presence
of a large number of relatives and
friends in the Saint Helena Episcopal
Church at six thirty o’clock with the
Rev. C. W. Boyd, rector of the
Church, officiating. The interment was
made in the family lot of the grave-
yard of the church just as the shadows
of evening began to fall. The follow-
ing acted as pallbearers: active,
Messrs. C. G. Richardson, C. G.
Luther, George Waterhouse, W. J.
Thomas, D. W. Crocker, and W. H.
Cory; honorary, Messrs. W. R. Bris-
tol, H. M. Stuart, J. S. Claghorn,
and W. F. Marscher. Seldom have
more beautiful floral tributes been
seen at any funeral in Beaufort and
they attested in a measure to the high
esteem with which Mr. Lengnick was
held.
*****
I noticed *Finally* after reading and transcribing and proofreading this obit that there’s an error. I wondered why John Marion Lengnick’s brother Albert Carl wasn’t listed in the obit, and who’s Charles A. Lengnick in St. Louis, Missouri?
Of course, the Charles A. in the obit is Albert Carl Lengnick who married Georgia Agnes Bateson.
I’m a sloooow learner.
Lengnick, Emil Edward (card 1/2)
BG November 12, 1942 p. 1
BEAUFORT LOSES
GOOD CITIZEN
*****
E. E. Lengnick Buried
Wednesday
Emil Edward Lengnick, sixty-
six, died at his home here at 6
o’clock Tuesday morning after a
brief illness. Funeral services
were conducted at St. Helena’s
Episcopal church Wednesday af-
ternoon at 4:30 o’clock, the Rev.
R. Maynard Marshall officiating.
Burial followed in the church-
yard.
Surviving are his widow, Mrs.
Lena Wood Lengnick; two sons,
C. Alfred Lengnick, of Beaufort,
and Lewis W. Lengnick, of Hono-
lulu; one grandchild, Paula Wood
Lengnick of Beaufort; a third
son, E. E. Lengnick, Jr., died in
1925.
Mr. Lengnick was born in
Charleston November 24, 1876,
the son of Charles Alfred and
Mrs. M. M. Lengnick, but moved
to Beaufort at the age of six. For
many years he was associated
with his brother, Marion Leng-
nick, in the mercantile business
under the firm name Lengnick
Brothers but retired some years
ago.
During the first World War
he was chairman of the Beaufort
county chapter of the American
Red Cross and at the time of his
death was chairman of the Beau-
fort County rationing board. He
had been trustee and treasurer
of the Beaufort Township lib-
rary since its organization in
1917 and for many years had
been first junior and then senior
warden of St. Helena’s Episcopal
church.
Active pallbearers, J. F. Mars-
cher, A. A. Marscher, Hardee
McLeod, E. B. Rodgers, J. E. Mc-
Teer, G. W. Kinghorn.
A large number of relatives
and friends attended the service.
The floral offering was beautiful.
Edward Jr.’s parents were Emil Edward and Pauline (Lena) Wood Lengnick.
Lena presented a paper to the Clover Club, and you can find a copy of her work, “Beaufort Memoirs” at the Beaufort District Collection in the Beaufort County Library in Beaufort. I’ve published bits from it here on the blog.
Lengnick, Lena Wood (Mrs. E. E.) (card 1/1)
BG October 12, 1961 p. 2
Rites Set Tomorrow
For Mrs. Lengnick
Funeral services for Mrs. E.
E. (Lena Wood) Lengnick, 81,
who died Sunday in Savannah,
will be held at 4 p.m. tomorrow
from the Carteret Street Metho-
dist Church, conducted by the
Rev. R. S. Kaney and the Rev.
John W. Hardy of the Episco-
pal Church. Burial will be in
the St. Helena Churchyard.
A native of Aiken, she mov-
ed to Beaufort inn 1904 and was
active in the Methodist Church,
the Clover Club, and a garden
club. The late Mr. Lengnick died
in 1942. He was a businessman.
Surviving are two sons, L. W.
Lengnick of Honolulu, Hawaii,
and C. Alfred Lengnick of
Beaufort; a sister, Mrs. Susie
A. Brigham of Augusta, Ga.;
three granddaughters, two
great-granddaughters, two great
grandsons, two nephews and
three nieces.
Morrall Funeral Home is in
charge of funeral arrangements.
If you’ve been following the story of Georgia Bateson, an orphan of Savannah, you’ll know that we’ve been solving her life story from 1870-1956. We learned that she married Albert Carl Lengnick.
So now we want to know more about the Lengnicks, a Beaufort family who was originally from Germany.
I found several old obituaries in the obituary card file at the Beaufort County Library in the Beaufort District Collection.
Georgia and her husband moved away from Beaufort, but he still had Lengnick family in the area.
I’ll start with this obituary for his nephew. When we found the Lengnick plot at St. Helena’s churchyard, I wondered why he died so young.
Lengnick, Edward E., Jr.
BG P.4 September 17, 1925
*****
EDWARD LENGNICK
COMMITTED SUICIDE
*****
Beaufort Boy, Very Popular at
Key West, Fla., Where He
Worked, Left Dispondent
Note.
*****
Key West, Fla., Sept 17.—(Spe-
cial.)—Edward E. Lengnick, Jr., age
22, employed as solicitor in sales de-
partment of the Key West Electric
Company, committed suicide here at
8 o’clock on Monday morning, by
shooting himself in the head at his
room in the Kweco Inn, where he had
been residing along with other em-
ploys of the company since coming
to Key West about two years ago.
Lengnick left a note which read:
“Something is and has been eating
my heart and soul away for some
time. Life has become unbearable
and I am unable to stand the mental
agony any longer. Edward, Jr.”
No other apparent reason was
given for the act.
Young Lengnick was quite popu-
lar in this community and was held
in high esteem by his associates and
many other acquaintances.
*****
Young Lengnick, son of Mr. and
Mrs. E. E. Lengnick, this city, was
buried here in St. Helena’s church-
yard Wednesday afternoon at 5
o’clock.
Lengnick, Edward, Jr.
BG P.4 September 24, 1925
*****
EDWARD LENGNICK, Jr.
WAS CHARMING YOUTH
*****
Just a tribute to this dear young
fellow who has left so many friends
to mourn his loss.
A general favorite from his baby-
hood he indeed leaves a void among
the young people with whom he was
associated so closely, and also to his
older friends who held him so dear.
Although making his home in an-
other place since manhood, his visits
were always occasions of pleasure to
Beaufortonians, and Edward was
always a welcome guest; his cordial
manner and charming personality en-
dearing him to all with whom he
came in contact.
Graduating at the Beaufort High
School, he was selected president and
valedictorian of the class of 1918, and
a bright and promising future seemed
assured. But his health became im-
paired while a student at the Georgia
School of Technology, and, when he
returned home a sick boy, it was re-
alized he was no longer his buoyant,
cheerful self. From that time on-
ward, he made a brave fight against
heavy odds; but the conflict was too
long and too hard, and on the 17th
of September he left this painful life
to enter the rest of Paradise where he
longed to be.
His remains were brought to Beau-
fort and laid to rest in the church-
yard of old St. Helena’s, of which he
was a member from childhood. The
services in the church were conducted
by the rector, Rev. Maynard Marshall,
assisted by the Rev. Mr. Kirkland of
the Methodist church. The pallbear-
ers were selected from his friends, all
in the height of young manhood, who
tenderly laid their comrade to rest
under quantities of flowers sent to
his bereaved family, to whom the
sympathy of an entire community is
given.
There in the family burial lot he
sleeps his last long sleep, while we,
secure in the thought that we can
never drift beyond God’s love and
care, know that—
“All Souls are Thine: we must not say
That those are dead who pass away
From this our world of flesh set free
We know them living unto Thee.”
“H.”
Good night, Edward. We’re here, and we’re thinking about you.
And by that I mean Georgia Agnes Bateson.
All because a gentleman commented on the blog.
The Rev. Christopher Bateson is my great, great, great, Grandfather. I have be working on the family history for a number of years. have a letter from Thomas Bateson, of Savannah,Ga. written to his uncle Henry in England on April 23, 1873, on the business stationary.
In this letter he says he has taken over the business from his father, and that he has three children, Alice, Georgina Agnes, and Thomas Remington.
I am trying to find out more about this branch of the family. I am visiting in Florida this winter and am planning a trip to Savannah.
Any help you can give me would be appreciated.
Once I found out that Georgia’s middle names was Agnes and that she married a Lengnick, her married name sounded familiar. I racked my little brain until I realized that I had copied parts of a paper “Beaufort Memoirs” written by a woman named Lena Wood Lengnick, and published them here on the blog. Plus, it helps to have a search bar on the blog, since I use the blog for my scrapbook and external brain.
Then I found Georgia on another person’s ancestry.com tree. She’s mjlintexas, and she had the photo of Georgia.
She also had other photos of people in Georgia’s family, like Georgia’s husband Albert, and photos of houses, like Georgia’s husband’s brother Emil’s house. And Emil? Just happened to marry Lena Wood Lengnick, so Lena and Georgia were sisters-in-law.
Sugar found Emil and Lena’s house in one of his books, so that means…
Off to Beaufort!
Soon we’re at the St. Helena Episcopal Church where Georgia’s grandparents Daniel and Agnes Mann and some of her aunts and uncles are buried. We’ve visited them before.
Our interest today is the Lengnick family.
While we are leaving the churchyard, the clock starts to chime the hour.
I stand on tippy toes and photograph the Mann family plot right at the corner. Daniel has the flag and the headstone. We don’t know on which side of him is buried his wife Agnes.
Further along North Street is the Emil Edward Lengnick house. It’s BIG. He must have done well.
It’s an inn now.
We park across the street in a parking area that probably belongs to the house that fronts on Bay, which is one block over. So basically the Lengnick house faced the back of another house.
The story is that the house was situated with the entrance at an angle to gather the bay breezes.
Sugar is feeling bold and walks all around the house. I follow him, of course. I’m bold in numbers like that.
We’re only one block off the bay. I took this shot from the back corner of the house to see if I could see the water.
As we get back to the van, I realize that the house is front of us is the Scheper house. Georgia’s mother Martha Mann Bateson had a sister Louisa, who married a Scheper. So Georgia had a sister-in-law and an aunt who were neighbors, and surely she visited with both.
Good-bye, Lengnick house. We’ve got to go to Georgia. Savannah, that is…
Two days later, we’re at Georgia Historical, and we find in the newspaper extracts this item:
SAVANNAH NEWSPAPER DIGEST
MARRIAGE AND MARRIAGES
SMN August 12, 1891: 8/4 – A. C. Lengnick, with S. Guckenheimer &
Sons, left yesterday for Beaufort, where he will marry to-day,
at the St. Helena Episcopal Church, Miss Georgia Bateson. They
will pass through Savannah to-night enroute to Asheville, where
they will spend two weeks at the Battery Park.
SMN August 13, 1891: 8/3 – Albert C. Lengnick of this city and
Miss Georgia A. Bateson, daughter of the late Thomas Bateson of
Savannah, were married at the St. Helena Episcopal Church in
Beaufort, S.C., yesterday. Mr. Lengnick is with S. Guckenheimer
& Sons.
So here’s my best guess. Since Georgia is getting married in Beaufort at the St. Helena Episcopal Church, I’m guessing that she and her sister Alice have been living in Beaufort instead of Savannah after their parents died, most probably with their grandmother Agnes Mann.
I really thought there would be no more mention of the Bateson family in the Savannah records after Thomas Remington Bateson died in 1879 and the girls were living at the Episcopal Orphan Home in 1880.
I might just have to go back to see.
Sugar said that a famous author named Samuel Hopkins Adams would rent the house that his grandfather built. He rented it in the wintertime, which is what we call a snowbird.
Honestly, a famous author? Who just happened to live in your step-grandmother’s house?
This particular house was built in 1937-1938, overlooking Battery Creek.
After Sugar’s grandfather died, the house stayed occupied by Sugar’s step-grandmother. She took a job during the winter months up north at a college, and rented her house out to Samuel Hopkins Adams.
While we were collecting obituaries at the Beaufort County Library’s Beaufort District Collection, we found the obituary for Samuel Hopkins Adams.
He wasn’t just a children’s book author. He also was a newspaperman who wrote a series of articles for Collier’s magazine which were largely responsible for the enactment of the pure food and drug act.
What does this have to do with the gold mine in the closet?
This book in particular as mentioned in the obituary…
Inscribed for Lawton Bateson,
With the compliments of the author.
Samuel Hopkins Adams
May 1st, 1957
Do you remember how we went all around Daniel & Agnes Mann’s house in Beaufort, and even into the art gallery on the first floor? The person working in the art gallery said there was an artist who rented the second floor, and if we ever saw the side outside door open, then we could just go on up the staircase and ask for a tour.
Just go on up the staircase? (said in a hushed tone)
We’re the people that don’t want to bother anyone. We don’t want to make anyone go out of their way for us. This might even include flagging down a waiter and asking for a refill of sweet tea, even though that’s their job. We don’t want to get in the way.
We’ve been by the house several times, looking wistfully at the side door as if we could make it open by magical powers.
Today, it’s open. We peep around the corner and see the staircase leading to the magical second floor.
Are we really going to just walk up a stairway just because a clerk in an art gallery told us we could?
Ohyesweare.
We took a few steps, Sugar called out Hello?, we heard voices, we took a few more steps, and as if by magic, found ourselves at the top of the stairs.
There was a man and a woman, he the artist, and she perhaps a client discussing a commission. We asked permission to look around. He didn’t even hesitate to say it was fine.
The artist in residence told us that we could walk through the space, but we couldn’t go up the elliptical stairs because the stairs are unstable. Doesn’t seem like too much to ask, since we don’t really feel like going to the hospital today.
The staircase is famous because it is elliptical, not circular. I managed several shots by holding the camera out as far as I could into the stairwell. Here’s the first shot of several. See what you think.
The upstairs space is basically two large rooms with the elliptical stairway in between. So we entered into one large room, then into the stairwell, then through into the next large room. The windows front northerly onto Bay Street, and also on the east side (which you have seen from the outside in previous posts).
Here’s a fun shot. It’s the Verdier house directly across the street. We went on the tour recently, and the tour guide allowed me to take a shot of Agnes’s house from the upstairs window directly to the right of the porch. The shutters over there are closed now.
It occurred to me that you can’t tell how wide these boards are without a frame of reference. Here’s a ladies size 7 frame of reference.
See? Really an artist’s gallery. There’s one of Agne’s fireplaces, redone.
The house I grew up in had this same type of window hardware for lifting the window. It’s a pretty fair guess that my 1950’s house was not using hardware from the late 1700’s. Regardless, these walls are thick.
Another thick wall, this one an interior, separates a room on the left from the stairwell.
Y’all, that’s Agnes’s fireplace. The stairway leads to an upstairs 3rd floor that we will most likely never see.
But dream? Oh, we can dream.
Sugar had a plan.
He wanted to go back to Beaufort and take a tour of the John Mark Verdier House, get some lunch, and run some errands.
It was also a bittersweet time of celebration and panic, for Sugar had just had a birthday, and also. He. Retired.
Not quit. Retired.
He practiced saying, “But I’m on a fixed income.” To which I counter, “Oh, not me, I’m loaded.” Yes, yes, retired people, you are not the only people whose income is stagnated.
Back to Beaufort.
We went back to the Post Office turned Restaurant, the Lowcountry Produce place on Carteret.
Sugar got a fried shrimp Po Boy, ’cause he is feeling Po-ish.
That’s a Caesar salad with anchovies, which is the standard, and a slice of tomato pie, which is like a layered dish, like lasagna, except with tomatoes and cheeses, in a pie crust. It is some kind of crazy goodness.
Then we put more money in the meter, even though we suspected that the parking might be free since it was Labor Day, and we headed over to the John Mark Verdier House.
The entry fee for the tour was $10 each, and lasted about 45 minutes. It was a pleasant piece of history. We were not allowed to touch anything or take any photographs.
After the tour, I asked our guide if I could take a photo of the Saltus/Habersham/MANN house out the window, if I placed the camera against the glass. She agreed that I could.
And that right there was worth ten dollars.
On the way home, I turned onto the road which leads to my road, and I saw a piece of tire rubber near the center of the road. As I went past it, I realized that it was NOT a piece of tire rubber, but a snake. I turned around, and took a photo.
You can guess that I am bravely holding the camera out the window. From a very distant distance.
My scientist cousin Diane says this is a timber rattler, and not to piss it off. That should be no problem at all for me.
Hello, I am a timber rattler.
Do timber rattlesnakes eat cats? I think not.
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