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LOT HISTORIES
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founder of the Cassin Family in Canada, Morgan Cassin (d.1850) and wife
Margaret (1783-1862) with their children left Upperwoods, Queen’s County,
Ireland in 1832 The
Cassins had come to an agreement with the then occupant, Archibald Guthrie who
on September 5, 1832 transferred his rights to Morgan. The deal included the
house, the oats and the indian corn, saving back only the potatoes and a room
in which Archibald could spend the winter. (Township Papers, #1793) Martin
had clear memories, not only of Flynn’s Tavern just over the Cassins’ line
fence where he says the first Council met in 1836, but of the first local
store. “I can remember trading maple sugar at John McFarlane’s store in
Aberfoyle at .03 cents a pound.”Among Martin’s schoolmates were well-known
Puslinch names: Stirton, Ellis, Hammersley, Hanlon, Kennedy, Allen and Lynch.
But to young Martin, the happiest days of his life were those spent
“amongst the Indians and wild beasts in the forests of Puslinch in the early
days”. About
1847, the Cassins erected a new log house which was still standing and still
in use in 1950 (Annals of Puslinch, 1850-1950). A few years later the stone
house we see today went up.
Among
Morgan and Margaret’s children were: Robert (1806-1881),
Hugh (1811-1868), Sarah (1820-1904), Mary (1824-1916),
Martin (1825-1910), Margaret
(1827-?), and possibly a Michael living on the farm in 1904. Robert farmed
Lot 16 Rear 7 and Hugh moved to Lot 17 Rear 9. Sarah married Michael
Caraher (Keleher) and lived with him on Lot 8, 8th Concession,
raising eight sons and nine daughters. Martin stayed on the homestead
and in a fairly rare mixed marriage became the husband of Sarah Hammersley,
daughter of John Hammersley, Esq., J.P. Hugh,
Robert and Martin also had big families but it was a descendant of Martin who
was living on the homestead in 1939 when the new owners, the Daymond family
came to call. George Daymond, a
child at the time, retains a vivid picture of Paulie Cassin, a true daughter
of Ireland, sitting outside
busily rubbing lineament into the skins of a passle of snakes, who, she said,
enjoyed the penetrating warmth. No
doubt there are many Cassin stories that could have been, or were, told at one
time. At least their stone house remains for the moment and their log house
retains its importance, having become a vehicle for teaching children at the
Farm Museum. Wonderful
it would be if those who are transforming the landscape down the Brock Road
could use their expertise and resources to help preserve our beautiful old
buildings.* *Sarah
Hammersley Cassin’s home across the road is a case in point.
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