Upper Level: William Orcutt and Mary Lane

Sunday, March 14, 2010

William Orcutt and Mary Lane

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8th G Grandparents

William Orcutt
Parents: William Orcutt and Suzanne Edson

Born 18 Dec 1618 Willoughby, Warwick, England
Married 1) Mary Martha Lane 24 December 1663 Hingham, Massachusetts

2) Martha (unknown surname) after 1685
Died 14 Sep 1693 Bridgewater, Plymouth, Massachusetts
Sources
Death: Massachusetts Town and Vital Records (Bridgewater Deaths) page 531

Marriage to Mary and Martha: Book: U.S. New England Marriages prior to 1700 page 545

Marriage to Mary Explanation: Blog: Sugden, B. Orcutt Family History. (2014). Retrieved from http://orcuttfamilyhistory. wordpress.com 23 Sep 2020

Family link: https://orcuttfamilyhistory.wordpress.com/william-orcutt-mary-martha-lane/

Family Search Group Sheet listed following sources:
Old Hancock County Families by Pierce
Orcutt Family by M.D. Hinckley
Vital Records of Higham, Mass., Second Church, Scituate 1645-89
Orcutt Genealogy
Mitchell's History of Bridgewater - Benjamin Washburn's Genealogy
My Forefathers from Brewer, Maine by Ethel Kenny

Mary Lane

Parents William Lane and Agnes (surname unknown)

Born

Died

Buried

Sources

Family Search

ancestry.com

CHILDREN

William and Mary's children's christenings - remember, these are not birth dates

William Orcutt

Born abt 1664 Massachusetts

Note: no documentation in Scituate

Married 1) Jane Washburn

Children: Joanna, Elizabeth

2) Hannah Smith 21 Sep 1698 Bridgewater, Plymouth, Massachusetts, British Colonial America

Children: Jane, Deliverance, Martha, Caleb, Moses

Died 10 April 1789

Buried First Cemetery, Bridgewater, Plymouth, Massachusetts

Sources

Blog: https://orcuttfamilyhistory.wordpress.com/william-orcutt-mary-martha-lane/

Marriage to Jane Washburn: https://search.ancestry.com/collections/7836/records/907934

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Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/22674460/william-orcutt

Andrew Orcutt
Christened 24 Mar 1667 Scituate, Plymouth, Massachusetts
Married Frances Ward 13 Aug 1793 Weymouth, Plymouth, Massachusetts

Children: Andrew, William, Frances, Mary, Samuel, Mercy, Remember
Died 18 August 1739 Scituate, Plymouth, Massachusetts

Sources

Christening: Blog: https://orcuttfamilyhistory.wordpress.com/william-orcutt-mary-martha-lane/

Marriage: U.S. New England Marriages prior to 1700

AGBI

George Walter Chamberlain, M.S. (Weymouth Historical Society, Howard H Joy, President. 1923), pg 447.

New England Historic Genealogical Society; Boston, Massachusetts; Vital Records of Weymouth, Massachusetts, to the Year 1850

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John Orcutt
Christened 18 Apr 1669 Scituate, Plymouth, Massachusetts
Married 1) Experience Pratt 1691 Weymouth, Plymouth, Massachusetts
Children: Unnamed baby, Hannah, Samuel, John
2) Mary Beale 23 Dec 1702 Higham, Plymouth, Massachusetts
Children: Ebenezer

Marriage record for John and Mary
Transcription: The 23rd day of December 1702 John Orcut of Bridgewater
was married to Mary Beale daughter of Lieutenant Jeremiah Beale
by me John Norton, Pastor of the Church of Hingham

3) Abigail Farrow 23 Nov 1719 Massachusetts

Note: widow of Francis Horsewell

Translation of marriage record:
John Orcutt of Hingham, was married to Abagail Horsewell,
the daughter of John Farrow the ....day.....1719

4) Mary Daniels 10 Aug 1723 Boston, Suffolk, Massachusetts

Note: Widow of John Jepson
5) Esther (maiden name unknown) 31 Dec 1750 Cohasset, Plymouth, Massachusetts

Note: Widow of Daniel Sharp
Died Sep 1753 Bridgewater, Plymouth, Massachusetts

Buried: Hingham Center Cemetery, Plymouth, Massachusetts
Sources
Massachusetts Town and Vital Records

Christening: IGI Film 0014791,0496902 IT1 Batch C501321 dated 1850
AGBI

Family Search

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Memorial: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/77415238/john-orcutt

Martha Orcutt
Christened 23 Apr 1671 Scituate, Plymouth, Massachusetts
Married Joseph Leonard 1695
Children: Joseph, Ephraim, Martha
Died 30 Sep 1752 Bridgewater, Plymouth, Massachusetts

Buried: First Cemetery, Bridgewater, Plymouth, Massachusetts

Note: no headstones for her or her husband
Sources
Christening: IGI Film 0014791,0496902 IT1 Batch C501321 dated 1850

Family Search

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Memorial: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/77699963/martha-leonard

Joseph Orcutt
Christened 9 Dec 1672 Scituate, Plymouth, Massachusetts

Married Sarah Smith abt 1692 Massachusetts

Children: Ichabod, Sarah, Jerusha, Peter, Rachel, James, Joseph

Died 30 Sep 1752 Stafford, Tolland, Connecticut

Buried 1752
Sources
Christening: IGI Film 0014791,0496902 IT1 Batch C501321 dated 1850

Marriage: US New England Marriages prior to 1700

Note: there was no year given at all for the marriage

AGBI

Family Search

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Hannah Orcutt (twin to Mary)
Christened 11 Apr 1675 Scituate, Plymouth, Massachusetts
Note: Given name spelled Hanah in record
Married Edmund Tilson 25 Dec 1706 Plymouth, Plymouth, Massachusetts
Note: Some have recorded his given name as Edison or Edson
Died abt 1707 (possibly during childbirth)
Sources
Christening: IGI Film 0014791,0496902 IT1 Batch C501321 dated 1850

AGBI

Book: North America Family Histories

Family Search

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Mary Orcutt Hudson
Transcription: Here lies the body of Mrs
Mary Hudson who died June 28 1738 in
the 63 year (rest is beneath the soil)

Mary Orcutt (twin to Hannah)
Christened 11 Apr 1675 Scituate, Plymouth, Massachusetts
Married Lieutenant Daniel Hudson 19 May 1697 Massachusetts
Children: Mary, Daniel, William

Death 28 June 1738 Bridgewater, Plymouth, Massachusetts, British Colonial America

Buried 1738 First Cemetery, Bridgewater, Plymouth, Massachusetts, British Colonial America
Sources

Christening: IGI Film 0014791,0496902 IT1 Batch C501321 dated 1850
Marriage: New England Historical Genealogical Register

Book: Nahum Mitchell, History of The Early Settlement of Bridgewater, in Plymouth County, Massachusetts, including an Extensive Family Register. (Boston: Printed for the author by Kidder & Wright, 32 Congress Street. 1840), page 249

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7th Great grandparents

*Thomas Orcutt
Christened 2 Oct 1677 Scituate, Plymouth, Massachusetts
Note: Massachusetts Birth, Marriage, Death Records record the 2nd but also claim that the date is worn, therefore it could be anything with a 2 - from the 2nd to the 29th
Married Jane Emerson 29 Jun 1703 Massachusetts
Children: Jane, Thomas, Mary, Emerson, Hannah, David

Died 5 December 1749 Boston, Massachusetts

Buried
Sources
Massachusetts Birth, Marriage, Death Records (Scituate Births) page 277

Christening: IGI Film 0014791,0496902 IT1 Batch C501321 dated 1850

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Benjamin Orcutt
Christened 9 Mar 1680 Scituate, Plymouth, Massachusetts
Note: Given name is spelled Benjemen in record
Married Elizabeth Randall abt 1695 Massachusetts

Children: Benjamin, Sarah, Hannah, Betty, Andrew, John, Silence, Keziah, Lydia
Died Feb 1770 Weymouth, Suffolk, Massachusetts

Buried
Sources

Christening: IGI Film 0014791,0496902 IT1 Batch C501321 dated 1850

Family Search

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Elizabeth Orcutt
Christened 16 Jul 1682 Scituate, Plymouth, Massachusetts

Married - did not find one

Died

Buried
Sources
Christening: IGI Film 0014791,0496902 IT1 Batch C501321 dated 1850

Family Search

ancestry.com

Deborah Orcutt
Christened 7 Oct 1683 Scituate, Plymouth, Massachusetts
Died Before 30 Oct 1694 Scituate, Plymouth, Massachusetts
Sources
Christening: IGI Film 0014791,0496902 IT1 Batch C501321 dated 1850

Family Search

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Susannah Orcutt
Born abt 1685 Scituate, Plymouth, Massachusetts
Note: no documentation in Scituate
Married Captain Benjamin Washburn abt 1715
Children: Benjamin, Jonathan

Died

Buried

Sources
AGBI

Family Search

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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."

Sunday, March 14, 2010

William Orcutt and Mary Lane

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