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Glen Jasper Barlow, Sally Thurman, and Emma Collins

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Glen Jasper Barlow, son of Henry Zair Barlow and Mary Manghum Swinney, was born December 20, 1855 in Barlow, Copiah Co Mississippi, and died in June 1927, at 107 Armstrong Street, McKinney, Collin Co Texas, burial in Pecan Grove Cemetery, McKinney, Collin Co Texas.

He married 1. Sally F. Herndon on Forcine Road in McKinney, Collin Co Texas. The daugher of George Herndon, (of Kentucky) and Cynthia (of Arkansas), she was born c1861 in Texas, and died before 1883 and is buried in Pecan Grove Cemetery, McKinney, Collin Co Texas.

Glenn married 2. Emma 'Emily' Collins on October 12, 1883. The daughter of John and Charlotte Collins, she was born on Collinsbrook Farms in Prosper, Collin Co Texas on June 01, 1852, and died 15 February 1931 in Collins Co Texas, burial in Pecan Grove Cemetery, McKinney, Collin Co Texas.
Prct 6, Collin Co Texas   16 June 1880   pg 250   #277/281

Glen Barlow Head 24 Farm Laborer
Sallie Barlow Wife 19 Keeps House
McKinney, Collin Co Texas   02 June 1900  pg 142   #72/72
Married 14 years, 2 children born, 2 living

J.G. Barlow Head December 1854 45
Emma Barlow Wife June 1852 47
Herndon Barlow Son September 1883 17
Henry Barlow Son April 1890 10
Perry Barlow Son February 1892  8
Charity Barlow Niece _____ 1884 15

McKinney, Collin Co Texas   06 January 1920   pg 134   #107/76/118

Glen J. Barlow Head 64 MS MS AR
Emma C. Barlow Wife 67 TX KY VA
Hugh Barlow Grandson 14 TX TX AR
Pete F. Lucas   36 TX TX  
McKinney, Collin Co Texas   19 April 1910   pg  151  #96/98
Married 23 years, 3 children born, 2 living / Glen's 2nd marriage

Glenn Barlow Head 55
Emma Barlow Wife 57
Henry Barlow Son 20
Perry Barlow Son 18
Hugh Barlow Grandson  5
McKinney, Collin Co Texas   05-08 April 1930   pg 144   #609/111/126

Emma C. Barlow  / widow Head 78 TX KY KY
Mary J. Short Lodger   LA GA LA
I am unsure who Hugh Barlow, grandson is ....
COLLINSBROOK FARM, written by Mary Ann Barlow Vowan
Advertisements of free land to American colonists willing to homestead land in the new state of Texas reached Fayetteville, Missouri in 1848. This opportunity appealed to John H. and Charlotte Collins. They packed their four children and a few belongings in a covered wagon and headed for the headquarters of Peters Colony, near Farmers Branch, to stake a claim.

After crossing the Red River they found flat, rich prairie land, knee-deep in buffalo grass, with few trees to clear for planting. Collins chose a section thirty miles to the northeast in Collin County. His survey was made April 29, 1850. A closer inspection of the property made it clear to Collins that he needed a better water supply. So he traded a part of his southern survey for 115 acres adjacent to the north that included a spring-fed stream. This move served the family well down through six generations. The spring became a stopping place for cattle drives from South Texas to Kansas on the old Preston Trail, that ran on the east side of the place.
The first job for the homesteaders was building a log cabin near the curve of the creek. Though trees were not abundant, some were found along the banks of creeks for the first shelter and fences.Then next Collins house was built after the homestead was secured on a knoll above the spring. Lumber was hauled by ox-wagon from Jefferson, Texas on the Caddo Lake port. This structure was typical of the colonial times; a long, low one-story house with sweeping roof that covered a front porch running across the house, and a stone chimney outside the living room. The present two-story house modified southern colonial, twelve-room house was finished in 1930 on the site of the original, after the 80 year old house was destroyed by fire.

In 1854, John and Charlotte Collins received the land grant on this section from the State of Texas signed by Governor James Pease. Thus, their fate to live in Texas was sealed. John Collins returned to Missouri to clear up some unfinished business there. He left his young family under the watchful eye of kind neighbors, the Adams, Mahards, and Parvins. His sons Alexander, Richard, and Morton helped their mother with farm chores and daughter Mildred was charged with assisting in the house and with the baby Emily, born since the family arrived in Texas. It was to be a separation of several months. Just at the time Charlotte began to expect her husband's return, a stranger turned off the Preston Trail to bring her a message that her husband was "bad sick" at Preston Bend on the Red River. He needed her! The boys saddled her horse, and the baby, Emily, still nursing, was strapped at her back, and they rode the ninety miles to his side. But it was too late to save him. He died before he reached his Texas home. His grave is one of the first in the old pioneer Wear Cemetery, about two miles away from his house.

Neighbors in Texas, and her family in Missouri, urged the new widow to return to her home -- arguing that Texas was too wild and unsettled for a lone woman and young children. But Charlotte clung to John Collins' dream and stayed in Texas. With her strength, will, and perseverance and the help of her sons and daughters and charitable neighbors, they prevailed.

The early days of Collinsbrook, as the place became known, was lonely but occasionally the monotony was broken when great herds of cattle begun on the Chisholm Trail passed by the farm on the Preston Trail. The Collins' place became known for its spring and as a hospitable place for a watering stop. After the herd of cattle would move in and was bedded down for the night, the drovers fed by the cook-shack, the Collins family would gather around their camp fire to hear tales of the trail and news from across the state. In exchange for their hospitality, the Collins were sometimes given a tired little dogie, too weak for the long trail. Mrs. Collins used her "CC" initials for her brand to identify her calves. This brand was carried on Collinsbrook calves until registered cattle were bought in 1919.

In 1867, when the boys reached maturity, Charlotte Collins partitioned the childrens inherited land into equal parts. Gradually, the boys were lured from the place to other vocations. Mildred married a prominent farmer and moved away. Then Emily, who stayed with her mother until 1888, married GLEN JASPER BARLOW and moved to his farm. Two years later Emily and Glen had their first son, HENRY COLLINS BARLOW, who was to be the heir to carry on development of Collinsbrook. The same year Charlotte Collins died. Glen Barlow moved his wife back to her old home. Two years later, PERRY BARLOW, the second son was born.

Gradually, the Barlow's bought the Collins land and developed a large cotton enterprise. Glen Barlow was one of fourteen children of HENRY ZAIR BARLOW of Hazelhurst, Mississippi, who was a large cotton planter. Glen came to Texas after the Civil War and acquired land near the Collins place. As Glen developed his cotton operation, he built the necessary barns for the teams of mules and the horses, used in cultivation, and for storage of foodstuffs and cottonseed. He erected fences, a blacksmith shop, and encouraged a number of tenants from his Mississippi connection to help in planting, hoeing, picking and ginning of the cash crop. In addition, he provided land for churches, schools, and roads in the Rock Hill Community. And he was active in the Republican party.

Emily Barlow was a strong influence on her boys to receive the best education possible. She had Glen build a town house in McKinney so they could go to the best schools available then. Both graduated from high school there. Henry was sent to Texas A&M; but Perry, with an artistic talent went to the Art Institute in Chicago. Both endeavors were well rewarded Perry had a sixty year career as a cartoonist and illustrator in New York City with a collection of his works requested by the Smithsonian Institute in Washington D.C.

When Henry returned to the farm with his father, Glen gave him a free rein to institute what he learned about scientific farming at Texas A & M. He diversified crops, adding new strains, and practiced crop rotation. He built terraces on rolling hills and dug ditches for proper water management.

Henry brought the first Hampshire sheep to Texas. By importing a ram from the Prince of Wales ranch in Canada, Henry produced seed stock that influenced the quality of sheep all over the state. He was a director and president of the Hampshire Sheep Association and was on its board of registry. He also replaced the cattle on the farm with a herd of registered Scotch Shorthorns. He was a beef and sheep judge at state shows. He served as secretary of Texas Shorthorn Breeders Association.

Henry married a young art teacher, MARY ABOTT, of McKinney, in 1918 and they moved into the old homestead. A city-reared woman, Mary Barlow enthusiastically embraced the country life, supporting her husband's enterprises. In addition to farming, Henry was active in the Republican party serving from precinct worker to standard bearer for U.S. Congress in a race against the late Honorable Sam Rayburn. He was delegate to two national conventions. He was director of the Collin County Bank and a founder of the Frisco State Bank, president of Prosper School Board, and vestryman and senior warden of St. Peter's Episcopal Church in McKinney.

He and his wife had three children. During the Depression years, his house and large storage barn burned. These he replaced with more modern replicas. He saw farm operations change from horse-power to machine driven. During World War II, all the young men left Collinsbrook for the service of their country, and Henry struggled to keep the operation of 1000 acres that twenty families used to handle with four or five men. Mechanizations proved that more production was possible with less manpower.

Throughout his career, Henry Barlow had the support of Harrison Linson, who came to help Henry when he was twenty-one from Barlow, Mississippi. He stayed fifty-four years. He was a leader among his peers and a respected man in the community. He reared three daughters who were high school graduates. They married local men who moved to better opportunities for their families in Dallas and Pampas, Texas.

Henry Barlow died at Collinsport in 1955. Mary, his widow, was expected by her friends and family to move to town and live out her life in comfort. But, like the first matriarch of Collinsbrook, she refused to go. She continued with her husbands work at the farm with crop production handled by Roy Skelton, livestock oper- ations by Linson nd supported by neighbor W. D. Terrell and the support of son and sons-in-laws until her death in 1962.

The younger daughter of Henry and Mary Barlow, MARY ANN BARLOW, and her husband, BEN VOWAN, currently operate Collinsbrook. Ben Vowan was reared in the fertile Delta Valley in Arkansas where he respected the value of land. He entered the petroleum business in Texas when he came in 1948 and pursued a career as a land man. Their credo started "Land is the basis for all wealth." In 1956, he and his wife bought out Perry Barlow's share of the Collins homestead.. When the joint-interest was divided by the three Barlow heirs, Mary Ann received the home place. They maintained the purebred livestock until the mid-70's when Harrison Linson, foreman, retired. They improved pasture by planting coastal bermuda, fertilization and building waterways. They built two dams for lakes to conserve water and for recreation purposes. When the Vowans lived on the place, their three daughters showed calves, sheep, and horses in local and state shows, when Mary Ann was a 4-H leader. The couple supplied prize winning calves from the Shorthorn herd to Future Farmers organizations.

As the sixth generation is beginning to know Collinsbrook Farms, much of the land colonized by Peters Colony is developed into the sprawling Metroplex. Agricultural future there is uncertain. It is difficult for a family let let go when they remember the worlds of Henry Barlow,

"Nobody has lived here but us and the Indians"
Chil of Glen and Sally is:
Herndon Harmon Barlow was born 1878 (family records) September 1883 (1900 census) or 1880 (1920 census) in Texas, and died in 11 July 1956  in Kelberg Co Texas, DC 37739.   They settled in Aqua Dulce Texas according to his granddaughter, Patricia Barlow Rainey.

He married Pearl Westmoreland.  In the 1920 census, he was married to Bessie V., and had a 2 year old son, William.  (According to daughter, Patricia, William's name was actually Billy M. Barlow, born 1917, and his sisters are Bess Louise, born 1923, and Dorothy, (private).
Bess Virginia died 31 August 1955 in Nueces Co Texas, DC #46227
Corpus Christi, Nueces Co Texas   05 March 1920    pg 58  #210/80/100

Herndon H. Barlow Head 40
Bessie V. Barlow Wife 29
William Barlow Son  2
I could not locate him in a 1910 census.

I was unable to locate Bessie or William in 1930.

A Pearl Barlow died in Collin Co Texas on December 14, 1905, could she have been Herndon's first wife?
Children of Glen and Emily are:
Henry Collins Barlow was born April 24, 1890 in Prosper, Collin Co Texas, and died January 29, 1955 at Collingsbrook Farms, McKinney, Collin Co Texas, burial in Pecan Grove Cemetery, McKinney, Collin Co Texas.   DC#982

He married Mary Abbott on April 24, 1918.  She was born November 22, 1886 in Dillsboro, Indiana, and died September 12, 1962 in Houston, Harris Co Texas, burial in Pecan Grove Cemetery, McKinney, Collin Co Texas. DC# 55848

I could not locate Henry in 1920, he was probably in college
Prct 6-J  Collin Co Texas   24 April 1930   pg 31  #299/305

Henry C. Barlow Head
Mary Barlow Wife
Elizabeth C. Barlow Daughter
Henry A. Barlow Son  8
Mary Ann Barlow Daughter  6
McKinney Daily Courier-Gazette      Friday, June 28, 1955                                                    Copy of Original Article


Henry Collins Barlow, one of North Texas' most prominent stockmen, farmers and bankers passed away at his home, Collinsbrook Farms, 11 miles West of McKinney, Thursday afternoon at 2:30 o'clock, after several months illness.

Mr. Barlow was born on the farm where he had lived all his life.  He was the first man to introduce Hampshire sheep into Texas, purchasing his original stock directly from England. He was also one of the first to bring shorthorn cattle into Collin County.

Mr. Barlow was a former president of the American Hampshire Sheep Association, secretary of Texas Shorthorn Cattle Breeders Association, has been a director of the Collin County National Bank, was a director of the State Bank of Frisco and had been Vice President of the Bank, was a member of the Prosper Independent School Board, was a director of the McKinney Compress and a director of the Collin County Bldg & Loan Association, in 1936 was a delegate of the Republican Convention and had been a representative of the two-party system in Texas for many years, and throughout his life time served as judge in stock shows throughout the country.

He was born April 24,1890, the son of Mr.and Mrs. Glenn G. Barlow. In 1917, he was married to Miss Mary Abbott in the city.

He is survived by his wife, a son, Henry A. Barlow of Denton, two daughters, Mrs. Robert L. Sauterman and Mrs. Ben H. Vowan, Jr., both of Dallas, five grandchildren, and one brother, Perry Barlow, of Westport Connecticut.

Funeral services will be held Saturday at 2 o'clock at the Presbyterian Church in Prosper, where he had attended services for many years. The pastor, Reverend Evans, will conduct the service, with interment in Pecan Grove Cemetery, McKinney, directed by Turrentine-Jackson Mortuary.  Pallbearers: W.K. Penn, Gen. John A. Warden,Tom M. Scott, H.L. Shcap, all of McKinney; Bob Nesbitt of Prosper and U.N. Clary of Prosper.
Children of Henry and Mary are:
Elizabeth Collins Barlow, born September 07, 1919.  She married Robert L. Dauterman.   3 children:  Peter Barlow, James Walker, and Laura Elizabeth Dauterman
Henry Abbott Barlow, born January 03, 1921, died 16 October 2003 in Denton Co Texas.
He married 1. Billie Lynn Sinclair      1 son:  William Henry Barlow       He married 2. Martina Lampass       Children: Becky Ann and Cindy Barlow
Mary Ann Barlow, born  September 24, 1923.  She married Benjamin H. Vowan       Children:  Mary Elizabeth, Martha Ann, and Charlotte Collins Vowan
Perry C. Barlow was  born February 22, 1892 in Prosper, Collin Co Texas, and died December 26, 1977 in Westport, Farifield Co Connecticut

He married Dorothy Hope Smith in 1922, Chicago, Cook Co Illinois. The daughter of Lincoln B. Smith and Mary Bidwell, she was born October 1895 in Washington D.C., and died December 16, 1955 in Westport, Fairfield Co Connecticut.

Perry was a cartoonist, and among his work, he created many magazine covers for the New Yorker Magazine, and Dorothy Hope Smith was the creator of the Gerber and Ivory Soap Babies.

In 1920, Perry was in a boarding house in Chicago Co Illinois, where he was attending the Chicago Art Institute. Dorothy also attended that school
Among the early works of Perry Barlow, this story complete with illustrations, written by Perry Barlow about his honeymoon in France, appeared in the magazine, 'Farm and Fireside' in February 1923.        Article contributed by John F. Barlow

This is Perry Barlow, who wrote this article and drew the pictures. This picture should be labeled "At Work." But to be honest with you, he wasn't doing a blessed thing when the photographer snapped him.

On the way to market you see small donkeys pulling a whole family, seated high above their cargo of  farm produce
Note: Perry Barlow, the author of this article, is a native of Texas. He was born thirty years ago at Collinsbrook Farm, in Collin County where his mother was also born and raised, and which his grandparents home-steaded. That tract of land has never changed hands and by a perpetuity established in the will of the present owner (Barlows father) the farm will always remain in the Barlow family.

They raise cotton, Hampshire sheep, and Shorthorn cattle down there, and he knows lots about pedigrees and that sort of thing, and is not a stranger to a buzzard-winged sweep or a walking cultivator. He has drawn pictures ever since he was knee-high to a hoehandle, and always wanted to take up art as a profession. After ruining one of the best hired hands his father ever had, his art education came about - it happened this way: Alvin Swinney (the hired man) was as accomodating as he was reliable. He posed so much for this young artist that he just naturally got into the habit of falling into restful and artistic poses - like leaning on a hoe, or reclining under the shade of a tree - until he wasn't worth killing. Alvin became himself again after the farm got rid of the artist influence by sending it away to school.Barlow spent a few years studying in Chicago, and then came on to New York, where he met a girl who illustrates children's books. They were married and went to Europe on a honeymoon. While spending a few months in rural France they made a lot of sketches, and these are some of them. Barlow is a dyed-in-the-wool booster of his home county which he frankly admits is the garden spot of agricultural America.  The Editor.

WHAT the editor has said about me up above, is pretty true - at least my wife and I did take our honeymoon in southern France. We went to that part of old Provence surrounding Avignon, made our headquarters out in the country, and then tramped and cycled about, sketching here and there and picking up bits of interesting things to tell you folks back home.
The culture of grapes is the main occupation where we were, though near the larger towns around Rhone River, truck farming pays well and is popular in spite of the fact that the river goes on a rampage now and then, and floods the crops. The Rhone branches a few miles west of Avignon, the capital of the Provence, and flows around an island of considerable size called the Isle of Barthelasse. On the higher parts of the island live the few people who own the land, but most of the tenants live on the outskirts of Avignon and cross daily to their work on an old ferry that has been in use for over seventy-five years.  Rather unique power is employed but it proves very effective and inexpensive. The ferryman, who inherited his position from his father, owns this large ramshackle old boat of seeming unlimited capacity. He crosses and returns with his load of peasants, produce, and livestock in the following manner -

A strong cable, tied firmly to large posts sunk in both banks, is stretched across the river, which is almost 300 yards wide. A pulley runs along this cable to which the ferry boat is connected by another cable about a hundred feet in length. When the "skipper" wants to cross the river he pushes his cargo well out into the swift current and then holds the rudder in such a position that the action of the water against it causes the ferry to move at a good speed along its course. The fare is one cent per head for man or beast, with the exception of dogs. They ride free; so does anything a passenger is able to carry to the boat.

EXCEPT near the large towns, the farmers live together in small settlements, surrounded by the land which they cultivate.  The village of Les Ongles, about five miles from Avignon, is far enough in the country to be representative of a typical French farming community. Land about the community ranges in value from about $200 to $500 an acre. Its farms are divided by stone walls divided into plots of from two to five acres. The inhabitants number about two hundred, the greater part of whom work the soil and quite a few of them own their own land.

They live closely huddled together with their livestock - each family owning a donkey, a horse, or a few goats, which they stable either under the living quarters, or in an adjoining shed.

One thing you don't see is farm tools lying out in the fields. The implements are pooled in a common warehouse, for protection against the elements.

The village of Les Ongles, about five miles from Avignon, France, is representative of a typical French farming community
Crude heavy harrows, and hand-made plows, yokes for oxen, and farm parts of other implements which take up more room than the homes afford are kept in the warehouse.  There are no modern implements in use, however excepting a few small mowing machines of American make, and a seed drill which is owned in partnership by a few of the most progressive citizens.
The small two-wheeled cart, when not in use stands, shafts upright, near the home, and the donkey, who has the freedom of the village, forages where he chooses. Nearly every household owns a wine press. They are of such rugged construction that they are proof against the elements, and stand in the same spot for generations.

There are no separate kitchens. The usual method is to cook in a large fireplace in the living room, and the various pans, pots, and irons, used in preparing a meal are hung about the chimney. A large pot of soup is always kept simmering on the coals, and from time to time, more ingredients, vegetables and bits of meat are added. Red wine is the accompanying beverage for a meal, as the milk from goats or from cows, (which are very few) is all used inmaking cheese and butter. A workman's lunch ordinarilyconsists of cheese, bread, and wine, and offers an almost unbelievable amount of nourishment.

No French housewife bakes her own bread. Each community has a baker who sells bread to the public. Tidiness is one thing not required of the baker, and his shop with its large loaves piled on the floor, was not altogether appetizing to us.

THE municipal water supply is furnished by a pump in the very center of the village. It also serves as a meeting place for neighbors to gossip or listen to the town crier read the latest news, which he does after beating loudly on a drum to attract their attention.In the open space about the town pump is a court in which several posts are driven in the ground as bases in the game of boule, which is very popular on Saturday afternoon, Sundays, and on rainy days.  The game is a combination of our games of horseshoes and croquet, but it is played with iron balls about the size of baseballs. The older men appear especially adept, due doubtless to their knowledge of the game after long practice.

The town crier will read you the daily news but not before he has beaten loudly on a drum to attract your attention
Near the square which contains the pump and the boule court is a monument erected to the men of the village who were lost or killed during the war. The tablet hold the names of twenty-one village heroes. Considering the number of inhabitants this is an appalling lot. We never saw this monument when there weren't wreathes of flowers at its base.

The harness shop displays on its walls several of the immense horse collars which never seem to wear out.
Among the places of business in Les Ongles is one cafe which is operated by the oldest inhabitant. It consists of one room of his dwelling, in which there is a long table and several chairs. It is open for business when he pleases to rise in the morning, and automatically closes when he chooses to retire.

ONE of the most interesting shops is the local shoe shop where sabots, or wooden shoes are made and repaired. The work is done entirely by hand. A sabot is carved out of a solid block of oak or ash and shaped after only much careful toil. Practically everyone wears the sabots, but when entering the house they often leave them near the door, and a pair of pantoufles, or home-made house shoes show themselves to take the place of socks. The combined woodwork and harness shop next door is probably of more service in the community than any other business.

Two men are kept busy most of the time - one a wood worker and the other a harness maker, who also deals in second-hand gear of all kinds. Many of the large carts of this community are made in this shop, and there are several now in daily use that were built by the father of the present proprietor, a man well beyond sixty. The wood chosen for the manufacture of a farm cart is well seasoned before being worked, and the amount of care, and hard, painstaking work necessary to construct one would seem to make the price of the finished product prohibitive. But they sell for about the same price a medium-class buggy now brings in the states. The harness shop displays on its walls, several of the immense horse collars which never seem to wear out, as only once in a very great while did we see a new one. The horse collar is a most unusual feature, and is conspicuous on account of its tremendous size, which is accentuated by a large curving top in which is often housed a bell. They do not use harnes, the traces being attached directly to the collar.
This method appears very satisfactory, as sore or galled shoulders on work stock are seldom seen.

With the exception of the collar and the heavy saddle-like back band, which supports the shafts of a cart, the other parts of harness are made locally, and many novice ideas are evident in the form of strings, small chains, and ropes.
Wire is an unknown quantity. They seem to get along quite well without it, too, much to my surprise, for I learned, along with my ABC's, that it was the most important accessory to farming.

Oxen are not greatly used in this particular locality, though in some instances, they are seen doing plowing - drawing the plow by large padded bars tied in front of the horns - or drawing a heavy two-wheeled cart during the grape gathering season. In this work, the horse, donkey, or ox, drawing the cart, invariably wears a well made wicker-like muzzle, as they are just as fond of the vines and grapes as they are of vegetables. The grape-gathering is done much like cotton-picking here in the South. The whole family and the dogs make a day of it in the vineyard.

THE French seem to love dogs. Though they are a practical and thrifty people, every family keeps from one to three large hounds of questionable pedigree about, for no other apparent reason than for their company. Occasionally a small flock of scrub sheep is seen guarded by a collie or a sheep dog, but generally speaking, the canine is a luxury and is not required to contribute to its own support. The roads in France are at all times kept in perfect condition.

It is difficult to say which of the three commodities, a donkey, a cart, or a bicycle, is most necessary to the French farmer - they are all used so much every day.

One of the most interesting shops is the local shoe store, where sabots,or wooden shoes are made from solid blocks or oak or ash.
On the highways, at intervals of about a hundred feet, one sees piles of small rock kept in reserve to repair spots washed out by rains or damaged by heavy traffic. Because of this hard, well-kept surface, one seldom sees more than one animal drawing a load. When unusally heavy - as, for instance, a load of wood or rock - two horse are attached tandem style. The small donkey can do a surprising amount of work. Ofttimes you see him on the way to market pulling a whole family, seated high above their cargo of farm produce. Donkeys are comparatively cheap and practically self-supporting, as very little attention is given them. Bicycles are much used by both men and women, and the old fashioned tandem isn't uncommon. If light shopping is necessary for articles not kept in the village, madame of the household thinks nothing of pedaling a few miles to town- possibly carrying a few dozen eggs or some poultry to sell while she's at it.

WHEN heavy implements are not needed men going to the fields may be seen riding bicycles with a lunch basket attached to the handle bars, with their hoes or rakes carried over their shoulders. Each bicycle is equipped with a brake. Unlike the coaster brake we know, which is worked by the feet, it is a small lever, clamped firmly on the grip of the handle bars, connected by a strong flexible wire to a rubber brake block which rubs against the rim of the rear wheel when pressed. The sprocket is free - that is, you can hold the pedals stationary while coasting. You can slow the machine or stop it at will by pressing the hand lever. Often heavy people who depend much upon the bicycle to get about have two brakes attached - a lever on each handle bar, which controls a brake lock on both the front and back rims.

It is difficult to say which of the three commodities, a donkey, a cart, or a bicycle, is most necessary to the French farmer - they are all used so much everyday.
Left:  The New Yorker Magazine          November 1942 and September 1947
Two of the covers drawn by Perry Barlow in his 30 year career with that company
Right:  Christmas Card designed by Perry Barlow for Sax Fifth Avenue

December 28, 1977

Perry Barlow, 85, a Caroonist on The New Yorker for 30 Years

By M. A. Farber

Perry Barlow who contributed thousands of warm, realistic cartoons to The New Yorker for more than 30 years after the magazine's founding in 1925, died Monday at his home in Westport, Conn. He was 85 years old. 
Children were a favorite subject of Mr. Barlow's work, and the artist may be best remembered for a cartoon about forty years ago in which Santa Claus played an amusing part. The drawing showed a child on Christmas Eve staring in astonishment as its mother is kissed by the gift-bearer.

Mr. Barlow, who is partly colorblind and whose in-ink drawings were colored in by his late wife, Dorothy Hope Smith, was responsible for about 200 covers of The New Yorker, perhaps as many as any other artist.

Recalled as Gentle and Humane

William Shawn, the editor of The New Yorker said last night that Mr. Barlow "was one of the gentlest and most humane of comic artists." "He was also one of our three or four most prolific people," Mr. Shawn said. "He was amused by the everyday predicaments people found themselves in, but he was always on their side. He was a fine observer and an enchanting artist." Charles Addams, another New Yorker cartoonist, said that Mr. Barlow had "a loose, facile style and he was always one of the best as an artist." Mr. Addams recalled a cartoon series of Mr. Barlow's in which a preacher was pacing the floor and writing his next sermon while his wife was busily swatting flies. The preacher asks his wife to read the finished work, saying that "he hoped he wasn't guilty of too much levity." The wife studies the sermon and remarks, "Not at all, my dear, it's very nice." And with that unwanted verdict, the preachers face falls. James Geraghty, who was art editor on The New Yorker from 1939 to 1973 described Mr. Barlow as a "quiet, shy, aloof man" who was nonetheless a great artist with children. "He dealt in reality, and he was really first-rate," Mr. Geraghty recalled.

Mr. Barlow, who stopped contributing to the magazine in the last decade, was born on his family's farm in McKinney, Tex., near Dallas, and grew up there. He attended the Art Institute of Chicago with such future New Yorker luminaries as Helen Hokinson and Garrett Price and with Miss Smith, whom he married before moving to New York around 1920. Miss Smith was a portraitist of children whose drawing of a baby became the Gerber baby-food trademark.

Soon after their arrival in New York, the Barlow's moved to Westport and throughout the succeeding years, Mr. Barlow did most of his drawing at home.

Mr. Barlow contributed to The Saturday Evening Post, Colliers, and other magazines, in addition to The New Yorker. Mr. Geraghty said last night that he had often tried to interest Mr. Barlow in publishing a book of his drawings "but he was half-hearted about it."

Mr. Barlow is survived by two sons, Collins Barlow of Stratford, Conn., and Peter Barlow, a marine photographer, of Westport, and a granddaughter, Dorothy.
THE NEW YORK TIMES, December 18, 1955          Copy of Original

DOROTHY H. SMITH,  ILLUSTRATOR, DIES Painter of Gerber and Ivory Soap 'Babies' Was Wife of Perry Barlow, Cartoonist Special to The New York Times.

WESTPORT, Conn. Dec 17. --

Mrs. Dorothy Hope Smith Barlow, whose painting of the "Gerber baby: on cans of baby food is familiar to millions of mothers, died last night in her home here. She was 60 years old.

Mrs. Barlow, known professionally as Dorothy Hope Smith, specialized in portraits of babies and young children. Her illustations of the "Ivory Soap baby" for Proctor & Gamble were also well known.  Her model for the Gerber baby, painted in 1928, was the infant daughter of a neighbor, Leslie Turner, also an illustrator. 

Mrs. Barlow was born in Washington. She spent her early years in Chicago, and studied at the Chicago Art Institute under John Norton and Charles Wolcott. In the early Nineteen Twenties, she went to New York, where she studied under Charles Hawthorne and John Sloan.

In 1922, she was married to Perry Barlow, cartoonist and cover illustrator for the New Yorker magazine. She supplied the color treatment for more than 120 of Mr. Barlow's covers.

In 1953, she was the guest of honor at a Proctor & Gamble celebration in recognition of her paintings for the company's advertising campaigns.

Besides her husband, she leaves two sons, Collins and Peter.

Courier Gazette, McKinney, Texas      Monday, December 19, 1955

MRS. DOROTHY HOPE SMITH BARLOW, wife of PERRY C. BARLOW died at their home in Westport, Conn., Friday. Both she and her husband are widely known artists, she for the creation of the Gerber baby portriats and he for New York covers and cartoons.

MR. BARLOW, brother of the late HENRY BARLOW was born in McKinney. They have two sons, COLLINS and PETER BARLOW.

Funeral services were held in Westport, their home for many years.
Children of Perry and Dorothy are:
Collins Barlow, a marine photographer
Peter Barlow married Edith McCormick        One daughter:  Dorothy 'Dorie' Barlow
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