I'm getting rather confused working our family connections and hope that somebody might say "that's simple". If that's the case then can you please provide the answer to this:

What relation is my father's great, great uncle to me? Is he a great, great, great cousin?

I ask because I am currently reading a book of letters by Theodore Bost which were published under the title of A Frontier Family in Minnesota. Theodore emigrated to America in 1851 and the book tells of his experiences as he travels west before setting up home at Chanhassen (near Minneapolis) in 1857 where he starts to clear the land by himself, although with a little help from other new land owners.

I love this paragraph from a letter dated February 21, 1857 to his father in France and thought I would share it with you.

Dearest Father,

To give you some idea of how much I can endure, I’ll tell you that the “shanty” where I am now living is almost exactly as good as the open air. The holes are so enormous that I have given up trying to close them. (I’m speaking about my pre-emption shanty and not the house where I formerly lived.) Two weeks ago, we had a cold snap four degrees colder than the freezing point of mercury. Poking my nose out of my blankets in the middle of the night, I could feel snow falling on my face. Thinking that the weather had turned warmer, I went back to sleep. The next morning, I saw that what I had taken for snow was only my own breath that had turned into frost and fallen in my face when I rolled over in my bed. I got up and tried to light the fire, but the wood was so I couldn’t get it to burn and was obliged to run and take shelter with the Maxwells to keep from freezing. Several days later there was a thaw , and when I went home to my own place in the evening I found my bed covered in water, but I crawled in just the same and awoke the next morning feeling fine but wet from head to foot.
 
What relation is my father's great, great uncle to me? Is he a great, great, great cousin?
He would be your great great great uncle I'd have thought not cousin. Your great great great cousin would surely be his children?
 
Many thanks. The same to you and yours, Aviador.
 
Thank you! I've also enjoyed the discussions on a host of topics.

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A pleasant surprise

I'm just back in from a walk around the village. At one point, I stopped to sit on a low wall for a couple of minutes. At that point, I noticed a movement to my right and on looking round was surprised to see a deer around 8-10ft from me. I think it was a Muntjac as it was only about as big as a medium sized dog. As I turned to look at it, it bolted across the road (fortunately the only car was going slowly - I think they were watching it too), I could hear it's hooves on the tarmac and then it disappeared up a driveway .

Kevin
 
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Aren't the government wanting us to eat them due to the lack of predators? A fabulous sight all the same. I have to admit that I am a huge fan of the idea of returning some previously native animals back to the UK such as the Lynx among others. The lack of predators is damaging to our woodlands.
 

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