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The names that have come up most often are Guillory, Fontenot (nephew-in-law is descended 11 times from Jean Louis Fontenot, born 1686 in France), Joubert. I'm stuck on Prudhomme (Opelousas/Saint Landry), Sharon and, of course, various wives, Evia, Lelia, Amelie. I've made some guesses (some educated, some not) about the wives and leave it to my sister to figure out whether or not they're right. Made a leap on Breaux/Braud. Nephew-in-law has the most complete genealogy of any family I've worked with, thanks I guess, to the Catholic Church. Sharon must be Irish or Scots-Irish: Tom, born in Tennessee in 1840, his brother George (who spelled it Sherron occasionally) and mother Sarah also born in TN, Sarah's parents born in Maryland and North Carolina.
There are also Germans from the German Coast (we lived in New Orleans for a couple of years but I'd never heard of it), French from France as well as Quebec, Spanish from Spain and Mexico, Portuguese from Mexico (came to LA when it was under Spanish rule), an Italian from Naples, even one woman whose last name was given as Amerindian, fantastic mixed ancestry. Much more interesting than my PA Dutch/New England/Scots Irish.
I've worked through the census as far as I could on the computer (no way I can get to Baton Rouge to look in the state archives), turned to One World Tree for earlier work so can't guarantee much after the 1850 census. Looking at places born and places died gives one the idea of how wide the dispersion was - people born in Canada died in London, Massachusetts, Delaware, Maryland, back in France, one woman in a shipwreck. Most of this particular group seem to have ended up at Fort Toulouse in Alabama before coming to Louisiana.
Compared to other research I've done, I'm struck by so much intermarriage, so much early marriage, so much early death, particularly among the women. I wonder if there was more death in childbirth, or if geography played a part in the early deaths. (My mother, born in South Georgia in 1908, had malaria as a child and South Louisiana is swampier than South Georgia.)
Makes me want to go back and read Evangeline, which I vaguely remember from the eighth grade.
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