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The Trueblood Family In America
http://freepages.genealogy.rootsweb.com/~dbeeler/Trueblood.html

Notes taken from
"The Trueblood Family in America
" by Bula Trueblood Watson
, copyright 1964.

"..... Mr. Woodward is a man with an adventurous career. The son of Judge Benjamin W. Woodward of Brooklyn, N.Y., he was brought up in that city and went to West Point, being a member of the Class of 1887. . . . He was six years on the staff of the Brooklyn Eagle, but abandoned newspaper work to become an author. To get material, he walked from New York to San Francisco, a burro for his only companion. "On a Donkey's Hurricane Deck," was the result of this 4000 mile jaunt. He has also written another book "Trains That Meet in a Blizzard," and had a book of poems, most of them inspired by his love. The poem "A Prayer to Alta" was the young wife's favorite. It has been published in several magazines and was published in the Journal last year. . . .
...................pg 178, 179

The Trueblood Family In America
http://freepages.genealogy.rootsweb.com/~dbeeler/Trueblood.html

Notes taken from
"The Trueblood Family in America
" by Bula Trueblood Watson
, copyright 1964.

"....d three weeks after the birth of their first child." pg 170

"...From a newspaper account (1908) sent by Mary T. Carroll:

"Alta Pearl Trueblood was a very attractive woman, the daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Walter Trueblood. . . and married to Robert Pitcher Woodward on July of last year. The honeymoon was a trip to Europe. Yesterday, three weeks after the birth of their son, the young wife died, leaving her soldier, journalist, globe-trotting, and financier husband to face the world alone and broken hearted, without the prize which his impassioned verses, "A Prayer to Alta," swore was the one object of his existence.
Mr. Woodward is a man with an adventurous career. The son of Judge Benjamin W. Woodward of Brooklyn, N.Y., he was brought up in that city and went to West Point, being a member of the Class of 1887. . . . He was six years on the staff of the Brooklyn Eagle, but abandoned newspaper work to become an author. To get material, he walked from New York to San Francisco, a burro for his only companion. "On a Donkey's Hurricane Deck," was the result of this 4000 mile jaunt. He has also written another book "Trains That Meet in a Blizzard," and had a book of poems, most of them inspired by his love. The poem "A Prayer to Alta" was the young wife's favorite. It has been published in several magazines and was published in the Journal last year. . . .

............................." pg 178, 179