Upper Level: Thomas Orcutt 1677 Jane Emerson 1679

Saturday, March 13, 2010

Thomas Orcutt 1677 Jane Emerson 1679

For deeply researched/sourced information about this family line please go to this site: http://www.queenanneswar.com/genealogy/orcutt.html
Note: this link no longer works, but I'm leaving it as a source I had used. If anyone knows if there is a new site for this family, I would like to know.

Update 2020: I found another: https://orcuttfamilyhistory.wordpress.com/ which looks like it takes the family back and has a LOT of sourced information.

H- 7th Ggrandfather

Thomas Orcutt
Parents William Orcutt and Mary Lane
Christened 2 Oct 1677 Scituate, Plymouth, Massachusetts
Note: IGI didn't give a date, but the above online address did, adding a disclaimer that the page was torn and so the date could have a double digit
Occupation: Farmer
Married 1) Jane Emerson 29 November 1703 Hingham, Plymouth, Massachusetts
2) (Widow) Margaret Ray Sutton 15 May 1744 Scituate, Plymouth, Massachusetts
Died 5 Dec 1749 Boston, Suffolk, Massachusetts
Buried
Sources
Christening: Massachusetts Births and Christenings, IGI Film 0014791,0496902 IT1 Batch C501321 and Vital Records of Scituate Massachusetts to the year 1850, Volume 1 - Births (NEHGS), at the charge of the Eddy Town Record Fund Boston, Mass. 1909), pg 277.
Marriage: History of the Town of Hingham, MA, The Genealogies, vol. II, by George Lincoln, p. 100
His second marriage: An Orcutt Line by Judith Orcutt Holy Chapter 2 p 17 records it is his marriage, not his son's and page 19 tells HOW this was determined.
Family Search
ancestry.com
Thomas Orcutt Probate Record
Emerson Genealogy p 39-40, Suffolk Deeds 24: 176. Boston, Massachusetts.
Note: this regards Thomas and Jane's sale of her inherited (from her grandfather Joseph Emerson Sr.) share of property to her uncle James Emerson for 8 pounds.

Marriage Record from Massachusetts Vital and Town Records
Transcription (spelling and punctuation left intact):
Thomas Orcutt was married to Jaen Emerson this 29th day of November 1703 by Maj. Samuel Eells
one of her majesties justises of the peace.

H - 7th Ggrandfather

Jane Emerson
Parents Joseph Emerson and Mary Moody Fellows
Born Abt 1679 Concord, Middlesex, Massachusetts
Died sometime before 15 May 1744
Note: her husband married the Widow Sutton by that date
Buried
Sources
An Orcutt Line by Judith Orcutt Holy Chapter 2 p17
Family Search
ancestry.com

CHILDREN

Jane Orcutt
Born 18 Dec 1704 Hingham, Plymouth, Massachusetts

Jane Orcutt's birth Record
Translation: B (meaning birth) Jane Orcutt the daughter of Thomas Orcutt and of Jane his wife was born the 18th day of December 1704.

Married Moses Pratt 5 Oct 1732 Cohassett, Norfolk, Massachusetts

Moses and Jane's marriage record
Translation: Moses Pratt and Jane Orcutt were married October the 5 1732 by the Rev'd. Nekesn Hobart

Children: Moses, Samuel
Died
Buried
Sources
An Orcutt Line by Judith Orcutt Holy Chapter 2 p17
Birth: Massachusetts Births and Christenings, 1639-1915
Marriage: Massachusetts Marriages, 1695-1910
AGBI Vol 28 p 10
Family Search
ancestry.com
Thomas Orcutt (Jr)
Born 3 Jul 1707 Hingham, Plymouth, Massachusetts

Thomas's birth record

Occupation: Trader
Married Thankful Jenkins 17 Jan 1733 Scituate, Plymouth, Massachusetts

Thomas and Thankful's marriage record

Children: Edward, Seth, James, Luke, Reuben, Martha, Olive
Note: I have found records for all children except Luke and Reuben in Cohasset. There is a big space between James and Martha so Luke and Reuben probably are part of this family, but I would like documentation. If you have some, please share
2) (Widow) Margaret Ray Sutton 15 May 1744 Scituate, Plymouth, Massachusetts
Note: this marriage is an Error!!! this is his stepmother, not his wife! Proven by deeds that this Thomas was still married to Thankful in 1745.
Died 1764 Hingham, Plymouth, Massachusetts
Sources
Birth: Massachusetts Town and Vital Records 1620-1988 for Hingham page 255
An Orcutt Line by Judith Orcutt Holy Chapter 2, pgs 17, 19, 25
Marriages: Massachusetts Compiled Marriages, 1695-1910
Family Search
ancestry.com
Mary Orcutt
Born 11 Feb 1710 Cohasset, Plymouth, Massachusetts

Mary Orcutt birth record

Married Luke Roberts 11 December 1737 Cohasset, Norfolk, Massachusetts

Mary and Luke Roberts marriage record - note the date

Mary Orcutt Roberts Headstone

Children: ???
Died 14 Jan 1773 Plymouth, Massachusetts
Buried Kings Chapel Burying Ground, Boston, Suffolk, Massachusetts
Sources
Birth: Massachusetts Town and Vital Records 1620-1988 for Hingham page 255 (just below Thomas's)
An Orcutt Line by Judith Orcutt Holy Chapter 2 p17
Marriage: IGI Film 0928191 IT2 Batch M502203 dated 1695-1751 and Massachusetts Marriages 1695-1910
Family Search
ancestry.com
Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/11242862/mary-roberts

H - 6th Ggrandfather

*Emerson Orcutt

Emerson's birth record

Born 1 Aug 1713 Hingham, Plymouth, Massachusetts
Married Mary Gardner 3 Apr 1735 Hingham, Plymouth, Massachusetts

Emerson and Mary's marriage record
Her surname is given as Garnett

Children: Baby boy Orcutt, Elijah, Hannah, Mary, Emerson, Jane, David, Mary
Died 1777 Abington, Plymouth, Massachusetts
Buried
Sources
An Orcutt Line by Judith Orcutt Holy Chapter 2 p17, also Chapter 3
AGBI Vol 128 p 8
Family Search
ancestry.com
Hannah Orcutt
Born 21 Feb 1717 Higham, Plymouth, Massachusetts
Married: Never married
Died 31 Jan 1735

Hannah's death record

Note: there was a diphtheria epidemic (a.k.a. Throat Distemper) and Scarlet Fever in the area at this time and could possibly be the reason she graduated from life.
Sources
An Orcutt Line by Judith Orcutt Holy Chapter 2 p17
Information about the cause of death (link active as of 3 July 2020) : https://www.newenglandhistoricalsociety.com/great-throat-distemper-1735/
Family Search
ancestry.com
David Orcutt
Born 31 Dec 1720 Higham, Plymouth, Massachusetts

David's birth record

Christened: 1721 Higham, Plymouth, Massachusetts
Occupation:Weaver and Mariner
Married Sarah (?) abt 1749 Massachusetts
Children: Reuben, Keziah
Died 10 June 1757
COD: presumed drowned or hit by boom/rudder - see article

Boston New-Letter Thursday 12 May 1757 Issue 2862 Page 1 which would make Monday, the day the sloop and bodies were found, the 9th of May. I have seen the date of death as 2nd of May elsewhere, so perhaps that was the day the gale hit and the sloop/bodies weren't washed ashore until then or they'd already been there a while and only found at that time. I'm waiting to hear from a family member why they listed that date.

Transcription from 3rd paragraph on anything in red you see are my notes, since I have no idea what some things were : On Monday, the second instant in the night, was castaway on Salt-House Beach near Plymouth, A Bumpkin Sloop (a 'bumpkin' is a boom or beam of timber projecting from the bow by which to extend the lower edge of the foresail to the windward), burthen about 30 Tons (how much the sloop was carrying at time), laden with sand, having a new windlass (apparatus for moving heavy weight), and new quarter-rails and stanchions (long thin post used to support craft's life lines); there was found on board her, the bodies of two men dead; the names of whom are at present unknown: any person or persons owning said vessel are desired to repair to Plymouth, where she now is, and they may have her, paying charges to Consider Howland of said Plymouth.

Since the above, we learn that the names of the persons are, David Orcutt of Cohasset, and Robert Vinal of Scituate. Tis supposed that one of their deaths was occasioned by the boom or rudder, there being very high gales of wind that day after they left Squam, where they loaded. Tis uncertain what occasioned the other's death; he was found almost buried among the sand in the hold.

NOTE: According to Google Maps, Squam, where the men left for their voyage, was about 102 'walking' miles from Plymouth where the bodies were found. The storm pushed them north at least that far, up into Cape Cod Bay and, eventually, Duxbury (a.k.a. Salt House Beach - 8 miles north of Plymouth). The article doesn't not let us know if the body that was nearly buried was David's or Robert's.

Buried
Sources
Birth: Massachusetts Town and Vital Records
Christening: Massachusetts Births and Christenings
An Orcutt Line by Judith Orcutt Holy Chapter 2 p 17, 25-26
Index of Obituaries in Boston Newspapers 1704-1795 Vol 3 1968,
Death: US Newspaper Extractions from the Northeast
Death notice: Boston New-Letter Thursday 12 May 1757 Issue 2862 Page 1
AGBI
Family Search
ancestry.com
Google Maps

4 comments:

UnknownJanuary 3, 2017 at 12:58 PM
Do you know anything about Thomas Orcutt's grandson James Orcutt? I would like to know more information about his wife Clarissa, but I may have her name wrong.
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MichelleJanuary 3, 2017 at 4:51 PM
This is actually my husband's line. All I have is the link at the top of the page and the information I already typed in. Sorry. Anyone else out there with the information this person is looking for? Please share.
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UnknownJanuary 4, 2017 at 1:02 PM
The link no longer works, but thank you for the information here!
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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."