PERRY W. ROBINSON- HARNESS MAKER FOR MILLER RANCH

A worthy pioneer who in his day and generation sowell contributed to the bettering of the world and the forwarding of all that pertained to progress that he is pleasantly recalled by all who knew him, and the honor once accorded him has been bestowed upon those near of kindred still surviving, was Perry W. Robinson, a native of
Blackstone, Mass., where he was born on April 21, 1844, although he was reared and schooled in Rhode Island. When fourteen years of age, he entered the cotton mills in his locality, and when twenty-two he married Miss Anna Sheldon, who was born at Chepachet, R. I., on August 21, 1841, the daughter of Joseph W. and Nancy Smith (Youngs) Sheldon. She was reared at home, and attended the excellent Rhode Island schools; a sister, the wife of Henry Miller, the famous land and cattle king of California, had already been living several years in California, and through them Mr. and Mrs. Robinson became interested in the Golden State, and eventually turned their faces far-westward.

In 1878 they came to the coast, and they at first settled at the Miller home at Bloomfield Ranch, just south of Gilroy. Mr. Robinson began to take an active participation in the work of the ranch, becoming the bookkeeper, and for ten years he was secretary to the cattle king. Later, he was made manager of the harness shop at Bloomfield, and had full charge of purchases, sales and repairs, -- a post of considerable responsiblity and no little arduous work, considering the number of Miller ranches supplied from that shop, and the scale upon which Mr. Miller operated.

The Robinsons resided at Bloomfield Ranch until 1911, when they removed to Gilroy, where they had already acquired a fine residence at the corner of Eighth and Eigleberry streets, and there they continued to live happily together until November 4, 1916, when Mr. Robinson passed away, mourned by a wide circle who had found in him an ideal man. One son, Albert, had blessed their union and he died at the age of eight years. Mrs. Robison, an octgenarian, and a fine type of true Christian womanhood, is hale and hearty, the center of a group of admiring and devoted friends.