Upper Level: Joseph Taylor 1726-1806 Nancy 1729

Monday, December 20, 2010

Joseph Taylor 1726-1806 Nancy 1729

Note: There have been several attempts to connect the Taylor family with the one that is related to President (of the USA) Zachary Taylor. This Taylor line is not related to him.

There are Taylor's listed on the 1797 tax list for Kentucky - Joseph (my ancestor) ended up there. Perhaps his brothers, Thomas, and John also moved to Kentucky. The names John, Thomas, and Joseph are listed on the taxes for that year.

-M-
6th GG parents

Joseph Taylor
Parents Richard Taylor and Dinah (unknown surname)

Born 1726 Orange County, Virginia
Lived on Coneto Creek Property from 1760 until the time of his death
Married Nancy (unknown/unproven surname) abt 1752
Died After 1806
Sources
Book: Coneto Creek Taylors by Jesse L Warner (1975) page 8
http://www.taylorassociation.org/TaylorDescendants/d1.htm

Nancy (surname unknown)

NOTE:

From Ron Taylor (Taylor Family Association) February 21, 2016

The ancestry of Joseph Taylor, father of Joseph Taylor who married Sarah Best, is not currently known.

The Taylor Family Association has spent considerable time and treasure to unravel the ancestry of Joseph Taylor. We have tested DNA for over 250 individuals with Taylor ancestry including descendants of Zachary Taylor. Many old pedigrees show Joseph connected to that lineage but DNA evidence proves absolutely that there is no relationship. We have clues that Joseph came from early Norfolk, Virginia and not Orange. Joseph's spouse was named Nancy but again no proof exists for her maiden name or her ancestry. There are several possibilities but it would be speculation to link to any one of those. We welcome new research or evidence for these families. Until that is available, we recommend everyone consider ancestry for Joseph and Nancy as un-proven.

Parents: Unknown

Born abt 1729 Orange Country, Virginia

Died

Buried
Sources
Book: Coneto Creek Taylors by Jesse L Warner (1975) page 8
http://www.taylorassociation.org/TaylorDescendants/d1.htm

CHILDREN

-M-
6th GGfather
*Joseph Taylor (Jr.)
To see him as a parent: http://upperlevelgen.blogspot.com/2010/12/joseph-taylor-jr-1751-1819-sarah-best.html
Born: 4 March 1751 Tyrrell, North Carolina
alternate birthdate 4 Mar 1760 - but no source is known for this date.
Alternate birthplace: Orange County, Virginia

Revolutionary War Vet
Military: Revolutionary War served 2 1/2 years, being discharged 30 Jan 1779
Note: Served 2.5 years in Continental Army with Captain Blounts Company, Edgecomb, North Carolina and honorably discharged 30 Jan 1779. It was said he was wounded in the head at the Battle of Guilford Courthouse.
North Carolina Martin County Militia: Oct 1779-16 Jun 1783: Private (gunsmith)
Married Sarah Best abt 1782 Martin County, North Carolina
Children: Frances, Amy, William, Allen, Maryann, Seraphy, Nancy, Sarah, Joseph, Elizabeth, Charlotte
1798: Owned 200 acres in Kentucky
Died 22 March 1819 near Richardsville, Warren, Kentucky

This is a memorial stone added much later ( May1928)
This one is in the Taylor Family Cemetery where
Joseph and his wife were actually buried

Buried Taylor Family Cemetery, near Richardsville, Warren, Kentucky

Note: DAR (Daughters of the American Revolution) placed a memorial stone in Green River Union Cemetery in honor of his service in the Revolutionary War, although he is actually buried in the Taylor Family Cemetery. Here is the stone they placed:

Memorial Stone placed by
DAR members to honor him
for his service

U.S. Military headstone application filled out by DAR
member with military information included.

Sources

U.S. & International marriage records

Book: Coneto Creek Taylors by Jesse L Warner (1975) page 8, 10
Family Tree which cites: Joseph Taylor and Sarah Best Family, Vol. 1, Shari Humphries Franke, p. 15
31 Aug 1779 Land Warrant for 125 acres in Martin County, North Carolina

1783-4 Land warrant and survey in Martin, North Carolina

1787 State Census Martin County, North Carolina page 90

Note: 6 people in household: himself, 4 white females, 1 slave

1790 US Census for Martin County, North Carolina page 435
Note: 3 people in household: himself, wife, and oldest child
1800 US Census for Edgecomb, North Carolina
1808 bill of sale (William Best sold a slave and her son to Joseph)

1810 US Census Warren, Kentucky

North America Family Histories

U.S. Revolutionary War Rolls

U.S. Revolutionary Pensioners list

U.S. Military headstone application
http://www.taylorassociation.org/

Memorial stone in Taylor Cemetery: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/12626727/joseph-taylor

David Taylor
Born abt 1753 Tyrell, North Carolina
Married - yes, but to whom is not known.
No Children
Died 24 Dec 1798 Tyrell, Dobbs, North Carolina
Sources
Book: Coneto Creek Taylors by Jesse L Warner (1975) page 8

Amy Taylor Wallace
enhanced and colorized
picture using technology
from My Heritage site
Amy Temperance Taylor
To see her as a parent: http://upperlevelgen.blogspot.com/2013/12/amy-taylor-and-etheldred-wallace.html
Born abt 1759 Tyrell, North Carolina
Married Etheldred (Dred) Wallace abt 1799
Children: Agnes, Abithel, Charlotte, Axium, Josiah, Maniza, Harriet, George
Died 8 Sep 1865 Tennessee
Buried Wallace Cemetery, Stewart, Tennessee
Sources
Book: Coneto Creek Taylors by Jesse L Warner (1975) page 8-9
1840 US Census Stewart, Tennessee page 323
Memorial: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/19303237/amy-wallace
Picture: http://www.taylorassociation.org/biographies/Biography.asp?ID=138&Char=T
http://archiver.rootsweb.ancestry.com/th/read/NCMARTIN/1999-09/0937859609
John Taylor
Note: in the book, Coneto Creek Taylors, it claims that John could be a son of Joseph and Nancy. I believe common sense claims he is. Not only did he own land on the Taylor property, his own will (which is below) was witnessed by William Best, who would have been his brother-in-law.
Born 10 Feb 1763 Tyrell, North Carolina
Married Ellen Drake abt 1785
Children: Marcum, Margaret, Ellen, Fredrick, Cinderella
His will:

Taylor, John, will date, 21 Mar. 1823, date recorded Aug. Ct. 1825, 
Dearly beloved wife Elon Taylor for her life or widowhood- a part of my land 
and plantation where I now live, house, beginning in a branch at a corner in 
Best’s line running down the branch to Crisp’s line then along Crisp’s line 
to Clomen’s line then along Clomon’s line until opposite of the Dam Branch 
then up the various course of said branch to Robert Best, then along Robert 
Best line to the beginning.

Item - son Marcum Taylor.

Item son Fredrick Taylor $5.

Item daughter Elon Bennett - $5.

Item daughter Sinderilla Taylor ($5).   c

Item granddaughter Matilda Whitfield.

Item - Land to be divided among Elon Bennett, Sinderilla Taylor and Matilda Whitfield at wife’s death or marriage.

Exe. Marcum Taylor and John Mooring, Jr.

Signed John Taylor, 
wit. William Best, John Best.  Abstracted from original in State Archives, 
also recorded in Wb F, page 40.  CTC.

Died: Between Mar 1823-Aug 1825 Tyrell, North Carolina
Sources
Book: Coneto Creek Taylors by Jesse L Warner (1975) page 9
http://files.usgwarchives.net/nc/edgecombe/wills/willsmisc4.txt
Miss Taylor
Born abt 1765 Tyrell, North Carolina
Married William Best abt 1785
Children: Anna, Elizabeth
William was the son of Thomas Best III and Ms. Smith. The following table might shed light on some of it. The first Thomas listed would be Williams's Grandfather, then his father, then himself.

Best, Thomas	Estate	1743	NC Archives/Tyrrell Co. Estates - C.R.096.508.06
Best, Thomas	Estate	1754	NC Archives/Tyrrell Co. Estates - C.R.096.508.06
Best, William	Estate	1813	NC Archives/Tyrrell Co. Estates - C.R.096.508.06

possibility
Died abt 1807
Sources
Book: Coneto Creek Taylors by Jesse L Warner (1975) page 9
http://www.taylorassociation.org/TaylorDescendants/d1.htm

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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."

Monday, December 20, 2010

Joseph Taylor 1726-1806 Nancy 1729

From Ron Taylor (Taylor Family Association) February 21, 2016

The ancestry of Joseph Taylor, father of Joseph Taylor who married Sarah Best, is not currently known.

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