Upper Level: Isaiah Nickerson 1801-1870 Mary Ann Orcutt 1811-1879

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Isaiah Nickerson 1801-1870 Mary Ann Orcutt 1811-1879

Isaiah Nickerson

Parents Isaiah Nickerson and Lydia Godfrey
Born 2 Oct 1800 Holden, Penobscot, Maine
Occupation: Farmer (1850-60)
Married 1) Mary Ann Orcutt 22 Apr 1827 Holden, Penobscot, Maine
2) Mary Ann Orcutt 4 Jul 1843 Holden, Penobscot, Maine
Note: He DID marry two women with the same name. The two Mary Ann's were cousins and born the same year
Died 3 Feb 1870 Holden, Penobscot, Maine
Note: COD: Consumption (Tuberculosis)
Buried: Harts Corner Cemetery, Holden, Penobscot, Maine
Note: There is no headstone
Sources
1850 US Census Brewer, Penobscot, Maine (age 49)
1860 US Census Holden, Penobscot, Maine (age 58)
Book 1, page 76, image 46 of 576 Brewer, Maine Vital Records Lineage Book -1 1743-1841 Lineage of the Inhabitants of the Town of Brewer, Book No 1
Family Search
ancestry.com
US Federal Census Mortality Schedule 1850-1885 for the year ending 1 June 1870
Memorial: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/94057440/isaiah-nickerson

Mary Ann Orcutt Nickerson
FIRST wife of Isaiah

Mary Ann Orcutt #1
Born 2 Aug 1811 Holden, Penobscot, Maine
Parents: Emerson Orcutt and Jane Hardison Fletcher
Died 22 Mar 1843 Holden, Penobscot, Maine
Sources
Family Search
ancestry.com
Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/23135080/mary-ann-nickerson

Mary Ann Orcutt #2 (Cousin to first wife)

Parents: Seth Orcutt and Ann Fletcher
Born 11 Jul 1811 Eddington, Penobscot, Maine
Died Apr 1879 Eddington, Penobscot, Maine
Sources
1850 US Census Brewer, Penobscot, Maine (age 39)
1860 US Census Holden, Penobscot, Maine (age 48)
1870 US Census Holden, Penobscot, Maine (age 58)
Family Search
ancestry.com
Memorial: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/94058147/mary-ann-nickerson
CHILDREN with Mary Ann #1

Book 1, page 76, image 46 of 576 Brewer, Maine Vital Records Lineage Book -1 1743-1841 Lineage of the Inhabitants of the Town of Brewer, Book No 1

Note: the year of their marriage should be 1827 and it only lists the first 3 children

James Hastings Nickersons
death record

James Hastings Nickerson
Born 15 Jan 1828 Holden, Penobscot, Maine
Occupation: Farmer
Married 1) Ann Josephine Hapworth 4 Sep 1859 Amherst, Hancock, Maine
Children: Sarah
2) Rosetta Sumner 14 Oct 1863 Amherst, Hancock, Maine
Note: her first husband was Eben Giles
Died 2 May 1910
COD: Heart Failure
Buried May 1910
Sources
1850 US Census Brewer, Hancock, Maine (age 22, with father and stepmother)
1860 US Census Amherst, Hancock, Maine (Age 32)
1870 US Census Amherst, Hancock, Maine (Age 42)
1880 Census taken in Amherst, Hancock, Maine page 9B
1900 US Census Amherst, Hancock, Maine (age 72)

James H Nickerson's death notice in paper

1910 US Census Amherst, Hancock, Maine (age 82, living with nephew Sewell Nickerson, his daughter, Clara's son)
US Civil War Draft Registrations

Note: shows him as a 35 year old farmer

Establishes lineage: Book 1, page 76, image 46 of 576, Brewer, Maine Vital Records Lineage Book -1 1743-184, Lineage of the Inhabitants of the Town of Brewer, Book No 1 Maine Marriages: Ann Josephine Hapworth
Maine Death Record
Family Search
ancestry.com
Maine, Faylene Hutton Cemetery Collection

Shared headstone for
John, Alice, Fremont, & Adelle

John Warren Nickerson
Born 4 Aug 1829 Holden, Penobscot, Maine
Occupation: Farmer and Laborer
Married Alice M Orcutt 14 Sep 1853 Amherst, Hancock, Maine
Children: Alonzo, Fremont, Adelle, Rose, Frank
Died 1887
Buried Amherst Cemetery, Amherst, Hancock, Maine
Sources
Birth: Maine Births and Christenings
1860 US Census Amherst, Hancock, Maine (age 30)
1870 US Census Amherst, Hancock, Maine (age 40)
1880 Census taken in Amherst, Hancock, Maine page 10C (age 50)
Book 1, page 76, image 46 of 576 Brewer, Maine Vital Records Lineage Book -1 1743-1841 Lineage of the Inhabitants of the Town of Brewer, Book No 1

US Civil War Draft Registrations

Note: shows him as a 34 year old farmer
Maine Marriages
Family Search
ancestry.com
Maine, Faylene Hutton Cemetery Collection
Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/87392807/john-warren-nickerson

Isaiah and Mandana's headstone

Isaiah Wilson Nickerson
Born 28 May 1831 Holden, Penobscot, Maine
Married Mandana Silsby 4 October 1856 Hancock, Maine
Children: Charles, Mary, Bertha, Gertrude, Joshua, Winfield
Died 19 Aug 1914 Amherst, Hancock, Maine
Buried Tannery Loop Cemetery, Amherst, Hancock, Maine
Sources
1850 US Census Brewer, Penobscot, Maine (age 19)
1860 US Census Holden, Penobscot, Maine (age 29)
1870 US Census Amherst, Hancock, Maine (age 39)
1880 US Census Amherst, Hancock, Maine page 7A (age 41)
1900 US Census Amherst, Hancock, Maine (age 69)
1910 US Census Amherst, Hancock, Maine (age 78)
Birth: Maine Births and Christenings
Book 1, page 76, image 46 of 576 Brewer, Maine Vital Records Lineage Book -1 1743-1841
Lineage of the Inhabitants of the Town of Brewer, Book No 1

US Civil War Draft Registration

Note: shows him as a 31 year old farmer
Family Search
ancestry.com
Maine, Faylene Hutton Cemetery Collection
Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/87392888/isaiah-w-nickerson#view-photo=74411726

Joseph F Nickerson
Headstone

Joseph F (Lon) Nickerson

Born 11 Sep 1836 Holden, Penobscot, Maine

Died 3 Oct 1836 Holden, Penobscot, Maine

Buried: Harts Corner Cemetery, Holden, Penobscot, Maine

Sources

Family Search
ancestry.com
Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/23135069/joseph-nickerson

Samuel, Sarah, and Alvah's headstone

Samuel Emerson Nickerson
Born 7 Jul 1838 Holden, Penobscot, Maine
Occupation: Farmer
Married Clara Jane Silsby 2 Jul 1865
Children: Alvah, Sewell, Hattie

Samuel's Death Certificate

Died 17 Oct 1908 Amherst, Hancock, Maine
COD: Chronic Brights Disease (Kidney disease) w/acute diarrhea
Buried Mount Rest Cemetery, Amherst, Hancock, Maine
Note: Previously known as Tannery Loop Cemetery
Sources

Birth: Maine Births and Christenings
1850 US Census Brewer, Penobscot, Maine (age 11)
1860 US Census Holden, Penobscot, Maine (age 21)
1870 US Census Amherst, Hancock, Maine (age 31)
1880 US Census Amherst, Hancock, Maine page 8D (age 41)
1900 US Census Amherst, Hancock, Maine (age 62)
US Civil War Draft Registrations

Note: shows him as a 25 year old farmer
Cause of Death (COD): Death Certificate
Family Search
ancestry.com
Maine, Faylene Hutton Cemetery Collection
Headstone: http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=104324223

Civil War
Enlisted 29 April 1861
Mustered 15 July 1861
Discharged 7 March 1863

Charles Dudley Nickerson
Born 21 Oct 1842 Holden, Penobscot, Maine
Physical description: 5 ft 6 1/4, dark hair and eyes
Military: Private in Civil War, 6th infantry regiment, Company B
Occupation: Farmer and Lumberman (1880)
Married: Hattie Florence Robinson 11 April 1879 Orrington, Penobscot, Maine
Children: Frank
Died 14 Jul 1911 Jacksonville, Duval, Florida
Buried Craig Swamp Cemetery, Jacksonville, Duval, Florida
Sources
Birth: Maine Births and Christenings
1850 US Census Brewer, Penobscot, Maine (age 8)
1860 US Census Holden, Penobscot, Maine (age 18)

Charles and Hattie's headstone

1870 US Census Amherst, Hancock, Maine (age 28, in household of brother, John)
1880 Census taken in Amherst, Hancock, Maine page 10D (age 37)
1900 US Census South Jacksonville, Duval, Florida (age 58)
1910 US Census South Jacksonville, Duval, Florida (age 67, widowed)
Maine Marriages
Military: Maine, State Archive Collection
US Civil War and Pension Index
US Vets Administration Pension Payment Card
Family Search
ancestry.com
Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/9747382/charles-dudley-nickerson

CHILDREN with Mary Ann #2

Henrietta holding Maud

*Henrietta Godfrey Nickerson
Born 24 Apr 1844 Holden, Penobscot, Maine
Married Horatio Southgate Hapworth 30 Jun 1861
Children Maud, Horace, Horatio
Died Oct 1878 Eddington, Penobscot, Maine
Sources
1850 US Census Brewer, Penobscot, Maine (age 37)
1860 US Census
1870 US Census
Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/77900141/henrietta-godfrey-hapworth
Family Search
ancestry.com

Miranda Frances Nickerson
Born 15 Aug 1845 Holden, Penobscot, Maine
Died 3 Jun 1846 (age 19 months)

Meranda and brother Horace headstone

Buried in same grave as brother
Note: Her name is spelled Meranda on tombstone
Sources
Family Search
ancestry.com Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/23135052/meranda-f-nickerson

Horace Nelson Nickerson
Born 12 Feb 1849 Holden, Penobscot, Maine
Died 4 Aug 1851 age 2y 6m
Buried in same grave as sister
Sources
Family Search
ancestry.com

Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/23135063/horace-n_h-nickerson

1 comment:

UnknownMay 21, 2020 at 6:21 AM
My name is Michelle Dodge Hawthorne. My Mother maiden name was Nickerson. Her Mother Estella Vibert Nickerson and Fremont Nickerson was her Father. Do you have the history of my grandfather? I'm trying to get my Ancestory all sorted out for my family as a surprise xmas gift this year. Thank you! P.S. His brother was John Nickerson and his wife was Dorris Nickerson of which my Mother was named after. My mother Dorris Nickerson with 2 R's. lol Thank you! Michelle
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From a Funeral Program

When I come to the end of the road

And the sun has set for me

I want no rites in a gloom-filled room

Why cry for a soul set free?

Miss me a little - but not for too long

And not with your head bowed low

Remember the love that we once shared

Miss me, but let me go.

For this is a journey that we all must take

And each must go alone

It's all part of the Master's plan

A step on the road to home.

When you are lonely and sick at heart

Go to the hills we know

And bury your sorrow among the trees

Miss me, but let me go.

The Line

Every minute someone leaves this world behind.
We are all in “the line” without knowing it.
We never know how many people are before us.
We can not move to the back of the line.
We can not step out of the line.
We can not avoid the line.

So while we wait in line -

Make moments count.
Make priorities.
Make the time.
Make your gifts known.
Make a nobody feel like a somebody.
Make your voice heard.
Make the small things big.
Make someone smile.
Make the change.
Make love.
Make up.
Make peace.
Make sure to tell your people they are loved.
Make sure to have no regrets.
Make sure you are ready.

I'm My Own Grandpa

Many, many years ago when I was 23,
I got married to a widow
who was as pretty as could be.
She had a grown up daughter
who had a hair of red.
My father fell in love with her
and soon the two were wed.
This made my dad my son-in-law
And changed my very life.
My daughter was my mother,
for she was my father's wife.
To complicate the matters worse,
although it brought me joy,
I soon became the father
of a bouncing baby boy.
My little baby then became a brother -in-law to dad
and so became my uncle though it made me very sad.
For if he was my uncle,
then that also made him brother to the widow's grown-up- daughter,
who of course, was my stepmother.
Father's wife then had a son,
who kept them on the run.
And he became my grandson, for he was my daughter's son.
My wife is now my mother's mother
and it makes me blue.
Because, although she is my wife,
she's my grandma too.
If my wife is my grandmother,
then I am her grandchild.
and every time I think of it,
it simply makes me wild.
For now I have become the strangest case you ever saw.
As the husband of my grandmother,
I am my own grandpa!

Quotes from the Prophets

President Gordon B Hinckley: "It is good to look to the past to gain appreciation for the present and perspective for the future. It is good to look upon the virtues of those who have gone before, to gain strength for whatever lies ahead. It is good to reflect upon the work of those who labored so hard and gained so little in this world, but out of whose dreams and early plans so well nurtured, has come a great harvest of which we are the beneficiaries. Their tremendous example can become a compelling motivation for us all, for each of us is a pioneer in his own life."

President Spencer W Kimball: "I hope to see us dissolve the artificial boundary line we so often place between missionary work and temple and genealogical work, because it is the same great redemptive work!"

President Joseph Fielding Smith: " The responsibility on behalf of our kindred dead rests with equal force on all, according to our individual ability and opportunities...the greatest and grandest duty of all is to labor for the dead."

The Passing of the Pot (Chamber Pot)

As far back in childhood
As memory may go
One household vessel greets me
That wasn't made for show
Beneath the bed twas anchored
Where only few could see
But served the entire family
With equal privacy
Some called the critter Peggy
And some the thundermug
And others called it badger
A few called it jug
To bring it in at evening
Was bad enough no doubt
But heaven help the person
Who had to take it out
Our big one was enormous
And would accomodate
A watermelon party
Composed of six or eight
When nights were dark and rainy
It was a useful urn
On icy winter mornings
The cold rim seemed to burn
At times when things were rushing
And business extra good
Each took his turn a waiting
Or did the best he could
Sometimes when in a hurry
To our disgust and shame
We fumbled in the darkness
And slightly missed our aim
The special one for company
Was decorated well
But just the same it rendered
That old familiar smell
Today this modernism
Relieves me a lot
And only in my vision
I see that homely pot.
(author unknown)

Poem about ancestors

Though steep is the path I follow today,
The footprints of time will show me the way.
For many have traveled a smiliar road,
And carried an equal of heavier load.

No troubles I face are new to this earth,
That man has not faced from time of his birth.
The route has been charted and roads have been paved
By legions before me who were stalwart and brave.

Their steps never faltered nor courage grew dim,
For they trusted the Lord and let Him led them.
If my faith and my trust remain steadfast and true,
God will guide and protect me in all that I do.
- Dolores Karides

The Elusive Ancestor

I went searching for an ancestor.
I cannot find him still.
He moved around from place to place
and did not leave a will.
He married where a courthouse burned.
He mended all his fences.
He avoided any man who came to
take the US census

He always kept his luggage packed,
This man who had no fame,
and every 20 years or so,
This rascal changed his name.
No one else inthis world is
searching for this elusive man,
so I play "Gene-solitaire"
To find him, if I can!

I'm told he's buried in a plot,
with tombstone he was blessed;
but the weather took engravings,
and some vandals took the rest.
He died before the county clerks
were appointed to keep records
No family Bible has emerged -
In spite of all my efforts.

To top it off, this elusive ancestor
who has caused me many groans -
left me even one more challenge:
He brothed a lady,
by the name of "Jones"!
(Got this from a publication
put out by the DUP organization
that names the author: Merrell Kenworthy)

Poem: Heaven's Door

If I should go before you,

If life on earth were through;

I'll stop just inside Heaven's door,

and there I'll wait for you.

You've but to look 'cross star filled skies,

Past the moon and then beyond;

To know my leaving could never break,

This heart's undying bond.

And if you should go before me,

If your journey on earth were through;

You know I will be close behind,

I'll never be far from you.

Across the span of time and space,

This love will reach this far;

For you'll always carry a bit of my heart,

No matter where you are.

Allison Chambers Coxsey©1995 ~ All Rights Reserved

Which Shall It Be? by Adelaide Proctor

Which shall it be?

"Which shall it be? Which shall it be?
I looked at John and John looked at me,
And when I found that I must speak,
My voice seemed strangely low and weak:
˜Tell me again what Robert said,"
And then I, listening, bent my head.
This is his letter:˜I will give
A house and land while you shall live,
If, in return, from out your seven,
One child to me for aye is given."

I looked at John's old garments worn;
I thought of all that he had borne
Of poverty, and work, and care,
Which I, though willing, could not share;
I thought of seven young mouths to feed,
Of seven little children's need,
And then of this.

˜Come, John,said I,
We'll choose among them as they lie
Asleep. So, walking hand in hand,
Dear John and I surveyed our band:
First to the cradle lightly stepped,
Where Lilian, the baby, slept.
Softly the father stooped to lay
His rough hand down in a loving way,
When dream or whisper made her stir,
And huskily he said: ˜Not her!"

We stooped beside the trundle bed,
And one long ray of twilight shed
Athwart the boyish faces there,
In sleep so beautiful and fair;
I saw on James rough, red cheek
A tear undried. E'er John could speak,
He's but a baby, too," said I,
And kissed him as we hurried by.

Pale, patient, Robbie's angel face
Still in his sleep bore suffering's trace.
˜No, for a thousand crowns, not him!"
He whispered, while our eyes were dim.
Poor Dick! bad Dick! our wayward son”
Turbulent, restless, idle one”
Could he be spared?
Nay, He who gave
Bade us befriend him to the grave;
Only a mother's heart could be
Patient enough for such as he;
˜And so," said John, ˜I would not dare
To take him from her bedside prayer."

Then stole we softly up above,
And knelt by Mary, child of love;
˜Perhaps for her ˜twould better be,"
I said to John. Quite silently
He lifted up a curl that lay
Across her cheek in a wilful way,
And shook his head: ˜Nay, love, not thee,
The while my heart beat audibly.

Only one more, our eldest lad,
Trusty and truthful, good and glad,
So like his father. ˜No, John, no!
I cannot, will not, let him go."

And so we wrote, in courteous way,
We could not give one child away;
And afterward toil lighter seemed,
Thinking of that of which we dreamed,
Happy in truth that not one face
Was missed from its accustomed place;
Thankful to work for all the seven,
Trusting the rest to One in heaven."