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Sunday, July 4, 2010

Colonel Joseph Doane 1720-1778 Dorcas Eldredge 1721

Revolutionary War Veteran

Colonel Joseph Doane
Parents Elisha Doane and Hannah Cole
Christened 6 Aug 1721 Truro, Barnstable, Massachusetts
Occupation: Whale Fisheries, Justice of the Peace, Owned a 'Public House' of entertainment

Whaler

Military: Revolutionary War
Colonel in 2nd Regiment of militia
Engagement to Dorcas announced: 8 March 1739
Married Dorcas Eldredge 12 Apr 1739 Eastham, Barnstable, Massachusetts
Died 12 May 1778 Chatham, Barnstable, Massachusetts
Buried
Sources
Engagement and Marriage: Massachusetts, Town Clerk, Vital and Town Records, 1626-2001
Online Book: The Doane Family by A.A. Doane, 3rd Edition, 1976 page 136
Online Book: History of Chatham, Massachusetts by W.C. Smith, p 50, 205, 207
History of Brewer, Orrington, Holden & Eddington by Thayer & Ames
AGBI
North American Family Histories
Family Search
ancestry.com
Memorial: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/132723605/joseph-doane

Joseph and Dorcas engagement announcement

Joseph and Dorcas marriage record

Dorcas Eldredge
Parents Elisha Eldredge and Dorcas Mulford
Christened 15 Mar 1721 Eastham, Barnstable, Massachusetts
Note: Twin to sister Mary
Death 12 April 1789 Eastham, Barnstable, Massachusetts
Buried Duck Creek Cemetery, Wellfleet, Barnstable, Massachusetts
Sources
Online Book: The Doane Family by A.A. Doane, 3rd Edition, 1976 page 136
Family Search
ancestry.com
Memorial: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/132723606/dorcas-doane

CHILDREN

Lydia Doane
Born 25 May 1741 Chatham, Barnstable, Massachusetts
NOTE: There are TWO Lydia's that people get confused. This Lydia is the correct one. The other belongs to James and Mary and was born in Provincetown.

Engaged to Richard Godfrey 4 Dec 1756 Chatham, Barnstable, Massachusetts

Engagement Record for Richard Godfrey and Lydia Doane

This is from ancestry.com and shows Lydia's parents
which helps clarify that this is the correct Lydia that married Richard Godfrey

Married Richard Godfrey 23 Dec 1756 Chatham, Barnstable, Massachusetts

Richard and Lydia's marriage record

Children: Doane, Joseph, Molly, Richard, George, Polly, Lydia, Dorcas, James, Benjamin
Died sometime after son Benjamin's birth (1782)
Buried
Sources
Birth: New England Historical and Genealogical Register, page 46, Volume 127
Marriage: Massachusetts, Town Clerk, Vital and Town Records, 1626-2001
Online Book: The Doane Family by A.A. Doane, 3rd Edition, 1976 page 136
North American Family Histories
Mayflower Birth and Deaths
Family Search
ancestry.com

Dorcas Doane Cobb Headstone

Dorcas Doane
Born 2 Nov 1742 Chatham, Barnstable, Massachusetts
Married Elisha Cobb 23 Jan 1759 Chatham, Barnstable, Massachusetts
Children: Sabra, Betsy, unnamed daughter, unnamed son, Elisha, Freeman, Dorcas, Thomas
Died 9 Jun 1783 Wellfleet, Barnstable, Massachusetts
Buried Duck Creek Cemetery, Chatham, Barnstable, Massachusetts
Sources
AGBI
Online Book: The Doane Family by A.A. Doane, 3rd Edition, 1976 page 136
Burial: The Mayflower Descendant Vol 10-11
Family Search
ancestry.com
Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/35903951/dorcas-cobb

Revolutionary War Vet

Joseph Doane Jr
Born 10 Feb 1744 Chatham, Barnstable, Massachusetts

Military: Revolutionary War, Captain Merchant Marines, War of 1812
Married 1) Mary Rider 15 May 1763 Chatham, Barnstable, Massachusetts
2) Abigail Gould 25 Dec 1766 Chatham, Barnstable, Massachusetts
Children: Mercy, Joseph, Dorcas, John, Elisha, Abigail, Isaiah, Joseph, Thomas, Hezekiah, Nehemiah
Died 1829 Chatham, Barnstable, Massachusetts
Buried Chatham Old Burial Ground
Sources
Online Book: The Doane Family by A.A. Doane, 3rd Edition, 1976 page 137
Family Search
ancestry.com
Memorial: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/132722820/joseph-doane
Hannah Doane
Born 29 Oct 1745 Chatham, Barnstable, Massachusetts
Engaged to William Badishall 27 March 1765 Chatham, Barnstable Massachusetts

William and Hannah Engagement announced

Married William Badishall 5 May 1765 Chatham, Barnstable, Massachusetts

William and Hannah Marriage record

Children: William, Anna, Benjamin, Mulford, Doane, Frederick, Hannah
Died 2 October 1840
Buried
Sources
Marriage and Engagement: Massachusetts Town and Vital Records
Online Book: The Doane Family by A.A. Doane, 3rd Edition, 1976 page 136
Family Search
ancestry.com
Ruth Doane
Born 25 Mar 1748 Chatham, Barnstable, Massachusetts
Married Elisha Doane III 27 Dec 1764 Chatham, Barnstable, Massachusetts

Ruth and Elisha Doane marriage record

Children: Elisha, Hezekiah, Ruth
Died
Buried
Sources
Birth: Massachusetts Town and Vital Records
Online Book: The Doane Family by A.A. Doane, 3rd Edition, 1976 page 137
Family Search
ancestry.com
Mary Doane
Born 22 Apr 1750 Chatham, Barnstable, Massachusetts
Died young
Others have listed marriages, which I have a hard time believing as there was a second Mary - born ten years after this Mary - whose birth is sourced (you usually don't use the same name if the first child survived)
Sources
Online Book: The Doane Family by A.A. Doane, 3rd Edition, 1976 page 137
Family Search
ancestry.com
Rachel Doane
Born June 1752 Chatham, Barnstable, Massachusetts
Died 26 October 1753
Buried Old Chatham Burial Ground
Sources
Online Book: The Doane Family by A.A. Doane, 3rd Edition, 1976 page 137
Family Search
ancestry.com
Elisha Doane
Born 26 Feb 1755 Chatham, Barnstable, Massachusetts
Sources
Online Book: The Doane Family by A.A. Doane, 3rd Edition, 1976 page 137
Family Search
ancestry.com

Simeon and Rachel Headstone

Rachel Doane
Born 2 Feb 1757 Chatham, Barnstable, Massachusetts
Engaged to Simeon Fowler 9 January 1773 Chatham, Barnstable, Massachusetts
Married Simeon Fowler 11 Mar 1773 Chatham, Barnstable, Massachusetts
Children: Mary, Hannah, Retrieve, Rachel, Dorcas, Simeon, Sarah, Eliza, Sarah
Died 13 Jun 1813 Orrington, Penobscot, Maine
Buried: Dean Hill Cemetery, Orrington, Penobscot, Maine
Sources
Magazine: The Bangor Historical Magazine, Volume 4, July 1888-June 1889 listing Early Settlers in Orrington, Maine page 237
Online Book: The Doane Family by A.A. Doane, 3rd Edition, 1976 page 137
Family Search
ancestry.com
Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/68325456/rachel-fowler

Ephraim Doane Headstone

Ephraim Doane
Born 15 Jul 1759 Chatham, Barnstable, Massachusetts
Married 1) Experience Hopkins 9 Mar 1780 Chatham, Barnstable, Massachusetts
Children: Ephraim, Experience
2) Nancy Buck (widow of Peter Cole) 23 Jan 1792 Chatham, Barnstable, Massachusetts
Children: Joseph, Dorcas, David
Died 2 Feb 1804 Orrington, Penobscot, Maine
Buried: Marston Cemetery, Orrington, Penobscot, Maine
Sources
Birth: Massachusetts Town and Vital Records
Online Book: The Doane Family by A.A. Doane, 3rd Edition, 1976 page 137 (does not list any marriages)
Abstract of Revolutionary Patriot Graves
Family Search
ancestry.com
Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/93837077/ephraim-doane
Mary Doane
Born 22 Apr 1760 Chatham, Barnstable, Massachusetts
Died: 27 January 1766 Chatham, Barnstable, Massachusetts
Buried:
Sources
Birth: Massachusetts Town and Vital Records
Online Book: The Doane Family by A.A. Doane, 3rd Edition, 1976 page 137
Family Search
ancestry.com
Sarah Doane
Born 5 Jan 1762 Chatham, Barnstable, Massachusetts
Engagement to Richard Kent: 15 Sep 1780 Chatham, Barnstable, Massachusetts
Married Richard Kent 26 Oct 1780 Chatham, Barnstable, Massachusetts

Transcription: October 26th Then was Richard Kent and Sarah Doane both of Chatham
married by Mr. Emery.

Children: William, Rachel, Richard, Joseph, Ephraim, Thomas, Stillman, Joseph
Died after Joseph's birth in 1803
Buried
Sources
Birth, Engagement, Marriage: Massachusetts, Town Clerk, Vital and Town Records
Online Book: The Doane Family by A.A. Doane, 3rd Edition, 1976 page 137
Family Search
ancestry.com
Elizabeth Doane
Born 6 Oct 1764 Chatham, Barnstable, Massachusetts
Engaged to Captain Heman Smith 27 May 1782 Chatham, Barnstable, Massachusetts
Married Captain Heman Smith Jr 6 Oct 1782 Chatham, Barnstable, Massachusetts
Children: Ruth, Joseph, David, Elizabeth, Heman, Mary, Washington, Clarissa, Elisha
Died 27 April 1797 Orrington, Penobscot, Maine
Buried
Sources
AGBI
Marriage: Massachusetts Town and Vital Records
Online Book: The Doane Family by A.A. Doane, 3rd Edition, 1976 page 137
Family Search
ancestry.com

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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, July 4, 2010

Colonel Joseph Doane 1720-1778 Dorcas Eldredge 1721

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