Compiled the first genealogy of the Tone Family in 1895.
The following interesting and vivid biographical sketch of his Aunt Mary Tone is contributed by Ransom M. Tone.
She was the most alive person I have ever known and I doubt if ever surpassed by any of the Mary Tones who preceded her. Her great hero was her father, although, judging from his portrait, he was a very austere man. Some folks almost feared Aunt Mary but all the children loved her. Her eves were dark and deep and searching but they could smile too. Wherever she went, order and quiet and a mild formality prevailed. Only those descriminating enough to appreciate her would seem to care to remain in her presence.
Aunt Mary either inspired one or crushed one. Anyway, she yanked me out of the grocery store and packed me off to college with less than fifty dollars to my name. Some things didn't exist for her, such as excuses of alibis or tiresome details. What did count were straight forwardness and uninflated truth and the final results. She could not abide creeds nor the "sanctified medicine-men" as she called some preachers, and the fact that her step-sister, Cordelia, was an ardent Christian Science lecturer somewhat annoyed her. I can see her now, erect, slender, graceful, charmingly composed. I can recall her low soft voice, a wonderful voice that compensated for the hardness of her thin lips and the set of her jaw, and those dominating eyes, which, though they were somehow kindly, must still have had icicles behind them. She has remained in our memories while others have passed on and out of our thoughts--a charming and resorceful person of unlimited courage and defiant perseverance. It may be that the folks in our town were justified in thinking her a little too superior but, however that may be, there was no question as to her being a person of inborn refinement, poise and culture.
The following interesting and vivid biographical sketch of his Aunt Mary Tone is contributed by Ransom M. Tone.
She was the most alive person I have ever known and I doubt if ever surpassed by any of the Mary Tones who preceded her. Her great hero was her father, although, judging from his portrait, he was a very austere man. Some folks almost feared Aunt Mary but all the children loved her. Her eves were dark and deep and searching but they could smile too. Wherever she went, order and quiet and a mild formality prevailed. Only those descriminating enough to appreciate her would seem to care to remain in her presence.
Aunt Mary either inspired one or crushed one. Anyway, she yanked me out of the grocery store and packed me off to college with less than fifty dollars to my name. Some things didn't exist for her, such as excuses of alibis or tiresome details. What did count were straight forwardness and uninflated truth and the final results. She could not abide creeds nor the "sanctified medicine-men" as she called some preachers, and the fact that her step-sister, Cordelia, was an ardent Christian Science lecturer somewhat annoyed her. I can see her now, erect, slender, graceful, charmingly composed. I can recall her low soft voice, a wonderful voice that compensated for the hardness of her thin lips and the set of her jaw, and those dominating eyes, which, though they were somehow kindly, must still have had icicles behind them. She has remained in our memories while others have passed on and out of our thoughts--a charming and resorceful person of unlimited courage and defiant perseverance. It may be that the folks in our town were justified in thinking her a little too superior but, however that may be, there was no question as to her being a person of inborn refinement, poise and culture.
Compiled the first genealogy of the Tone Family in 1895.
The following interesting and vivid biographical sketch of his Aunt Mary Tone is contributed by Ransom M. Tone.
She was the most alive person I have ever known and I doubt if ever surpassed by any of the Mary Tones who preceded her. Her great hero was her father, although, judging from his portrait, he was a very austere man. Some folks almost feared Aunt Mary but all the children loved her. Her eves were dark and deep and searching but they could smile too. Wherever she went, order and quiet and a mild formality prevailed. Only those descriminating enough to appreciate her would seem to care to remain in her presence.
Aunt Mary either inspired one or crushed one. Anyway, she yanked me out of the grocery store and packed me off to college with less than fifty dollars to my name. Some things didn't exist for her, such as excuses of alibis or tiresome details. What did count were straight forwardness and uninflated truth and the final results. She could not abide creeds nor the "sanctified medicine-men" as she called some preachers, and the fact that her step-sister, Cordelia, was an ardent Christian Science lecturer somewhat annoyed her. I can see her now, erect, slender, graceful, charmingly composed. I can recall her low soft voice, a wonderful voice that compensated for the hardness of her thin lips and the set of her jaw, and those dominating eyes, which, though they were somehow kindly, must still have had icicles behind them. She has remained in our memories while others have passed on and out of our thoughts--a charming and resorceful person of unlimited courage and defiant perseverance. It may be that the folks in our town were justified in thinking her a little too superior but, however that may be, there was no question as to her being a person of inborn refinement, poise and culture.
The following interesting and vivid biographical sketch of his Aunt Mary Tone is contributed by Ransom M. Tone.
She was the most alive person I have ever known and I doubt if ever surpassed by any of the Mary Tones who preceded her. Her great hero was her father, although, judging from his portrait, he was a very austere man. Some folks almost feared Aunt Mary but all the children loved her. Her eves were dark and deep and searching but they could smile too. Wherever she went, order and quiet and a mild formality prevailed. Only those descriminating enough to appreciate her would seem to care to remain in her presence.
Aunt Mary either inspired one or crushed one. Anyway, she yanked me out of the grocery store and packed me off to college with less than fifty dollars to my name. Some things didn't exist for her, such as excuses of alibis or tiresome details. What did count were straight forwardness and uninflated truth and the final results. She could not abide creeds nor the "sanctified medicine-men" as she called some preachers, and the fact that her step-sister, Cordelia, was an ardent Christian Science lecturer somewhat annoyed her. I can see her now, erect, slender, graceful, charmingly composed. I can recall her low soft voice, a wonderful voice that compensated for the hardness of her thin lips and the set of her jaw, and those dominating eyes, which, though they were somehow kindly, must still have had icicles behind them. She has remained in our memories while others have passed on and out of our thoughts--a charming and resorceful person of unlimited courage and defiant perseverance. It may be that the folks in our town were justified in thinking her a little too superior but, however that may be, there was no question as to her being a person of inborn refinement, poise and culture.
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