William Moat & Margaret Reid Moat Family
William Moat the 1st was born in County Antrim Ireland about 1802 and married Margaret Reid who was born in 1810.They were married at Templepatrick County Antrim ,parish of Killead, Ireland in 1835. They were parents of William, Hannah, Samuel, and twins Robert and Alexander. Margaret pictured here died in the Autumn of 1842 from Decline in Ballynadrentagh townland, Killead Ireland.
William and his sons came to Knox County, Illinois USA October 1, 1854. Hannah stayed behind living with relatives until her marriage to James Nixon April 10, 1857. They came to America in 1861.(see James Nixon story on another webpage)
Hannahs brother William MOAT,christened June 10, 1819 at Templepatrick County Antrim Ireland, was a prominent figure in civic affairs at the time. A hand woven white tablecloth with shamrocks woven into the design and a large shawl that were woven for Mrs.Moat by a relative in Scotland are still in the possession of one of William's descendants. They are both in excellent condition. The shawl is pictured below underneath the tablecloth.
(thank you Darlene Rolling for this picture) .He and his second wife Mary STORY are buried in St Josephs Catholic Cemetery Manteno; which is adjacent to Elmwood Cemetery.
Hannahs brothers ROBERT and ALEXANDER, both christened September 23, 1842 in Templepatrick, enlsited in Co G 100th IL VOL INF at Joliet Illinois but were listed as living in Manteno. They were at the Batttle of Chicamugua where Alexander was captured and spent the rest of the Civil War as a POW. Robert stayed in for the duration and is known to have been living in Kansas and later in Thomas, Oklahoma where he is buried next to his wife, the former Annie Kniffen from Canada. SAMUEL MOAT, christened Apr.22, 1839 also at Templepatrick, went to South Dakota where he operated a hotel/bar/restaurant. His gr-gr-grandson, Ross says Samuel had 3 wives, the first two died in childbirth.He was the father of many children.
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