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The Charles Haines family lived on a ranch about 6 miles north of Ford, WA. Charles was the son of Guy Haines and Esther Aeneas, an Okanogan Indian woman, whom he married about 1860. She was said, by William ThreeMountains of the Spokane Tribe, to be the sister of Chief Aeneas of the Little Aeneas Valley. Click here to read a biography of Charles Haines. Click here to read a biography of Guy Haines.

Photo 1: Mary (Heller) Haines with her children in the yard of the Charles Haines ranch, six miles north of Ford, Stevens, WA. From left to right, George A., Clarence?, Thomas or Charles, Mary, Emma, and Lucy (with kitten).

Photo 2: Mary (Heller) Haines feeding poultry on the ranch in later years.

Photo 3: Charles Haines family portrait: (top left to right) Thomas, Clarence, Lucy, George, Charles (front left to right) Mary, Emma, Charles.

Photo 4: Lucy Haines, with her kitten.

Photo 5: The Haines home with women gathered.

Photo 6: Close-up of women at the Haines home: Mary (Heller) Haines second from right (others unidentified).

Photo 7: George Haines as a boy.

Photo 8: Emma Haines and her mother, Mary. Emma died of tuberculosis not long after this photo.

Photo 9: The home of Al Cary who married Lucy Haines, on the way to Tum-Tum. According to Jim McMillan, in his book, Pioneers of Happy Hill, An Historical Documentary, by Jim McMillan, Statesman-Exminer, Colville, WA, 1981: George Cary was born at Bridgeport, Conn., on November 11, 1860, the son of John and Mary Cary. His father was killed in the civil war, and his mother passed away soon after. When he was five years old, he came with a German family to Wisconsin, where he was reared on a farm.

When he was 20 years of age he came to Montana and found work for a while on the Northern Pacific Railroad. Then coming on into Idaho he gold mined in the Boise area for five years. Finally he came to Washington state and took up a homestead on the south side of the Spokane River. It was there that he met Nellie Baldwin, and they were married on St. Patrick's Day in 1895.

Mrs. Cary was born in LaGrande, Oregon, and was educated in Spokane.

The George Cary farm on the Spokane River was not far from the town of Curby and that put them in the area that would be flooded by the Long Lake Dame. So, the had to move. In 1910 they moed to Happy hill on a place just south of the Frank Beck place. This place later became the Frank Hill place. At this time the family consisted of the parents, a son Albert, and a daughter Viola. In 1911, another son, John, joined the family.

Sometime in 1912 Mr. Cary bought the old Whitney place located almost at the foot of the hill directly south and below the Jess Timmons place. They lived here for quite a few years and Viola and John attended the Happy Hill School.

Albert Cary married Lucy Haines and continued to live on the old home place. There were no children to this marriage. Lucy Haines Cary suffered from a long illness and passed away in 1959. Her husband, Albert, was killed in a car accident south of Chewelah on 9 Jul 1963. Both are buried on the Pleasant View Cemetery north of Ford.

John Cary married Thelma Smith and lived in the Ford area for many years. They had no children. When they retired they moved to Spokane and John passed away shortly after.

Viola Carey married Marcus Tveit. They lived mostly in the Ford area and one daughter was raised by the couple. Marcus worked for many years for the Washington Water Power Company and retired from that service. They then built a nice little home just south of Ford. Their house and yard was a beauty spot of the area. Marcus passed away in August, 1977, and is buried at the local cemetery. Viola is still living in their home near Ford.

Photo 10: Lucy and Al Cary, courting, in the yard at the Haines ranch. Note the new-fangled phonograph.

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HOW THESE PHOTOS CAME INTO MY HANDS

My father, Ted Baughn, did not grow up with his Haines family relatives. Olive Baughn and George Haines, Dad's parents did not remain together. I have often thought that Thomas Baughn might have had a hand in that. The Haines were Catholic, the Baughns were not. The Haines were Indian, the Baughns were not. Either or both of these issues could have meant disaster for the couple in the minds of one or both the parents on each side. Whatever, the two were separated forever. My grandmother, Olive, remained bitter about the separation to her dying day.

We had always known about the Indian connection, but no one had ever proved it so in the early 80's, I went to Ford, WA, where the Haines families had lived, to find out about it. I met Viola (Cary) Tveit, in her eighties, there, and she showed me a postcard picture of Guy Haines. She must have noticed that I greatly resembled Lucy Haines, her sister-in-law and my great aunt though she did not mention it. She showed me a picture postcard of my 2nd great grandfather, Guy Haines, and I made a sketch of it. She said she had other photos of the family but that they were packed away in a trunk in her shed.

Later, I visited Bob Segal, who lived on the old Guy Haines place by the Tshimikain Mission monument just north of Ford. He was very kind in letting me see the 100-year old lilac which must have been planted by Guy Haines and showed me pictures and mementos which he had of the place and his own family. He promised, if anything ever happened to Viola, that he would see I got the pictures of the Haines family which she had, as I appeared to be the only living descendant of the family. Years passed and I heard nothing more. I worried about the photos because they were the only visual connection I would ever have with that side of my family. I longed to see the faces of my grandparents and great grandparents.

One day, while working in the library, a call came from a woman in Tum-Tum asking about genealogy and such. After a bit of talk, I realized that I must know the lady and asked her name. She was the sextant of the Pleasant View cemetery which is situated at the north end of the old Guy Haines farm. I had spoken to her about the burials of my relatives there (14 of them!) I asked her how Viola was and she said, "Oh, didn't you know? Viola passed away several months ago!"

I was shocked and dismayed that Bob Segal had not called me. I immediately called him and he said, bless his heart, that his own wife had passed away suddenly, just after Viola died; that he had, in his grief, forgotten to call me. I told him how sorry I was and asked about the photographs. He told me to "sit tight" and he would find out.

I learned that the photos were in Spokane, in the hands of a friend of Viola's who lived not far from me. The friend told me to take the box and bring it back whenever I was finished with it...that I was to take anything of my family from it that I wanted!

I spent several months with the little box and looked at everything in it very carefully. Funny how little remains of us when we pass though, when we are alive, we spend endless hours scrubbing, dusting, moving and storing tons of stuff in our homes. This little box, not much larger than a shoe box, was all I had of that side of my family, aside from public records!

I slowly came to recognize my Uncle Harry and Aunt Lollie (Deloria Hofstead) Baughn and my grandmother, Olive Baughn. Then, I began to be able to identify photos of the Haines family. I could not tell, though, which was George, my grandfather. I fussed over those photos night and day but could not tell exactly what was what. There was one portrait of a dusky-skinned man, probably near age 40 that had, obviously, been cherished for many years. It was in an old metal frame with a piece of raggy string on the back for hanging. It had been covered with cellophane from some sort of packaging. I decided that this must be George, my father's father.

George died young in 1929 of pnuemonia as the result of an operation for appendicitis performed in the hospital in Colville. He had lived a hard and fast life, according to my grandmother and Viola. A grieving mother, sister, or brother, would have kept the only recent photo of him in a special place in the house, I imagined. But I did not recognize him! It didn't seem as though he had any features which I could recgnize!

One night, I couldn't sleep, so I got up and smoothed the quilt on my bed and got the box out one more time. I went downstairs and got the photo of my dad made in his army uniform in 1943. I placed Dad's photo next to the one of George

and stared in surprise, wondering how I could be so blind! The family characteristics I knew so well in my Dad, were there, also, in George's face...the arch of the brow, the curve of lip.... I felt certain I knew, then, which photos were of my grandfather. I had needed to see the portraits of the two men side-by-side to see the similarities.

Uncle Harry told me George's nickname was "Bush" I decided this was for the mop of hair which he had in front; which my father and I also had. Gradually, I decided which of the children in the family groups were which, at least in estimation...but I could always recognize George's "bush" of hair in front, I thought.

What is the likelihood that I would "just happen" to be working in the library that day when Viola's acquaintance "chanced" to call looking for information? What is the likelihood that, out of several volunteers, I would be the one to take her call? Do you believe in coincidence?

Most of the photos on this page came from Viola's little cardboard box. Bless her soul!

If you are a relative or friend of these families; if you wish to correct information on this page; if you just want to tell me your story or comment on mine, please write or e-mail me or leave a message in my Guest Book.

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Kathie M. (Baughn) Donahue

kdonahue@centurytel.net

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Also included are the descendancies of the families featured on this page and a sketch of Guy Haines.

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