I. JOHN WHITE, son of James Horton and Martha White (_Hon. William_, _Daniel_, _David_, _Joseph I._), born at Colchester, New York, 12 October, 1802; married at Brownville, Jefferson County, New York, 17 September, 1826, by the Rev. Lyman Ackerman, to Candis Louisa Fox, daughter of Gabriel Ely Fox and Betsey, and born in Chestertown, Warren County, New York, 12 October, 1805. She died at Adams Centre, Jefferson County, New York, 13 December, 1872. He is a Deacon in the Baptist Church, embraced religion in early life, has always been a prominent man, and commanded the respect and esteem of all who knew him. He went to Jefferson County, New York, in his infancy, and in 1826 he purchased land at Adams Centre, and became a well-to-do farmer, exerting a salutary influence in the community, being active in the moral and religious enterprises of the day; he resided there until after the death of his wife, when he went to Troy, New York, where he now (1874) resides. Children, all born at Adams Centre: 1. Louisa Maria, born 9 August, 1827; married Moses Pierson. 2. Lucinda Elizabeth, born 17 October, 1829; married James Taylor Main. 3. Lavanda Candis, born 15 November, 1832; married William D. Armo. 4. Licetta Augusta, born November, 1842; married Willard Reese Hammond. [Illustration: Dea. J. W. Horton] The following auto-biographical sketch of Dea. John W. Horton, contained in one of his letters, is interesting and well worth preserving: "I was born in the town of Colchester, Delaware County, New York, on the 12th of October, 1802. When a little over three years old, my father moved to Lyme, Jefferson County, New York, which was then known as the Black River Country, and settled on the shore of Chaumont Bay, at the east end of Lake Ontario. It was here I spent my childhood and my boyhood days, learning, as I grew up, how to endure the privations of a pioneer life in a northern wilderness. At the age of nine years I began to know what manual labor meant, working on the farm in the summer, and going to school in the winter. In those days our school-houses were frequently some old log house, which some settler had built and then vacated, and perhaps left the country, or moved into better quarters. Such school-houses were splendid for hot weather, being so well ventilated; but in the winter they required piles of wood and great physical endurance to keep warm. My facilities for acquiring an education were exceedingly limited. Being the eldest of eight children, perhaps I had to take a little more of the rough end of life than some of the others.