Upper Level: Gentleman Thomas Stacey 1640 Elizabeth abt 1640

Monday, November 14, 2011

Gentleman Thomas Stacey 1640 Elizabeth abt 1640

Gentleman Thomas Stacey
Parents: Thomas and Ann
Born abt 1635 Cambridge, England
Married Elizabeth (unknown surname) abt 1663 England
Died June 1680
Buried 15 Jun 1680 Barrington, Cambridge, England
His will was written on 16 June 1679 and is as follows (with modern spelling and explanations in red):

In the Name of God Amen the seventeenth day of June in the year of our Lord God sixteen hundred seventy and nine, I Thomas Stacy of Barrington in the county of Cambridge, Gentleman, being at this present in reasonable health of body and of sound and perfect mind and memory the Lord be praised, do make and declare this my last will and testament in manner and form following (?) first and principally (?) recommend my soul into the hands of Almighty God my Heavenly Father and my body to the earth to be decently entombed according to the definition of my executor hereafter in this my will named and as for my temporal estate and worldly goods which my God hath bestowed on me in this life I give and dispose thereof in manner and form following; that is to say (?)

I give and bequeath unto my brother-in-law, Charles Baron of Little Eversden in the said county of Cambridge, Esquire, all my freehold (common ownership of real property) and copiehold (copyhold: tenure of land based on manorial records) lands and tenements (a room or set of rooms within a house - like modern day apartments) with their appurtenances (an accessory or improvements like a furnace, etc.) in Barrington until Charles Stacy, my son, shall accomplish and attain the age of one and twenty years to the end and purpose thus the said Charles Baron shall out of the (?) fines and profits thereof shall maintain and educate my son Charles during his minority.

ITEM: I give and bequeath to my said son, Charles Stacy at (?) age of one and twenty years all my freehold and copyhold lands and tenem with their appurtenances named in Barrington aforesaid to have and to hold to him the said Charles, my son,and the heirs of his body lawfully to be begotten and for want of (?) all my said (?) and (?) with their appurtenances in Barrington aforesaid shall be and remain unto my two daughters Dorthie and Anne and their heirs equally to be divided between them.

ITEM: I give and bequeath unto the said Charles Baron all my freehold and copyhold lands and tenem with their appurtenances in Kirkleyne in the county of Essex until my daughter Dorthie shall accomplish and attain her age of one and twenty years or be married which of them shall first happen to the end and purpose that the said Charles Baron shall out of the (?) and profits thereof shall maintain and educate my said daughter Dorthie until she shall attain her age of one and twenty years or day of marriage.

ITEM: I give and bequeath to my said daughter Dorthie at her age of one and twenty years or day of marriage which shall first happen, all my freehold and copyhold lands and tenem with their appurtenances in Kirkleyne aforesaid to have and to hold to her the said Dorthie the heirs of her body lawfully to be begotten and for want of (?) all my said land and tenements with their appurtenances in Kirkleyne aforesaid shall be and remain unto my said son Charles Stacy and his heirs forever.

ITEM: I give and bequeath to my son, Thomas Stacy, the sum of one hundred pounds of lawful money to be paid (?) him by my executor as followeth, that is to say fifty pounds (?) within one year next after my decease and fifty pounds (?) within two years after my decease and aforesaid Mr. Thomas Clouton of (?) in the county of Hartford (?Clarke or Cleric?) to maintain and educate my said son, Thomas Stacy.

ITEM: I give and bequeath to my daughter, Anne Stacy, the sum of five hundred pounds of lawful money to be paid her by my executor at her age of one and twenty years or upon the day of her marriage which of them shall first come.and my will and meaning is that my executor shall maintain and educate my said daughter, Anne, until her age of one and twenty years or day of marriage and of the (?) and advantage to be made of the said five hundred pounds.

ITEM: I give and bequeath to Elizabeth, my wife, the sum of five pounds

All and singular the rest residue and remainder of my money household (?) goods and (?) whatsoever my debts and (?) being first paid and funeral charges defrayed I wholly give and bequeath to my brother-in-law, Charles Baron, and I make and appoint him, the said Charles Baron, my sole executor of this my last will and testament and I hereby revoke and renounce all former wills and testaments heretofore by me made either by word or writing in witness whereof I the said Thomas Stacy have hereunto put my name and seal the day and year first above written Thomas Stacy sealed and subscribed Thomas Stacy the seventeenth day of June one thousand six hundred seventy nine and by him then also published to be his last will and testament in the presence of whose (?) (?) written (?) attesting the same and subscribing our names as witnesses thereunto in his presence the mark of William Webb (?) of Great Evensden, Warren Adamo of Little Evensden, John Reynolds Notary Republic

Sources
His will downloaded from: https://discovery.nationalarchives.gov.uk › details
Note: This was not free
England Deaths and Burials Barrington, Cambridge, England
Family Search
ancestry.com

Elizabeth (unknown surname)
Born abt 1640 England
Died after 1680 - as she is named in her husband's will as follows:
ITEM: I give and bequeath to Elizabeth, my wife, the sum of five pounds
Buried
Sources
Family Search
ancestry.com
Her husband's will

CHILDREN

Charles Stacey
Born 1663
Christened 13 Jun 1664 Barrington, Cambridge, England
Note: The reason behind the year of birth is because first, Charles is in the will as the oldest son/heir. Second, because his sister, just younger than him, was christened in the same year, but 3 months later. I do not think they were twins - they were not mentioned as such in the will. However, the christenings of both children have sources and because they are valid, this means that Charles had to be born earlier than Dorothy and they could not have been born in the same month or even within a few months of their respective christenings.
Married
Children
Died after 1679 as he is in his father's will as following:
ITEM: I give and bequeath to my said son, Charles Stacy at (?) age of one and twenty years all my freehold and copyhold lands and tenem with their (?) named in Barrington aforesaid to have and to hold to him the said Charles, my son,and the heirs of his body lawfully to be begotten and for want of (?) all my said (?) and (?) their appurtenances in Barrington aforesaid shall be and remain unto my unto my two daughters Dorthie and Anne and their heirs equally to be divided between them.
Buried
Sources
England Births and Christenings 1538-1975 Batch I00475-7 Film 1818360 Dated 1599-1700 p 49
His father's will
Dorothy Stacey
Christened 6 Oct 1664 Barrington, Cambridge, England
Married Robert Barratt 26 Sep 1681 Barrington, Cambridge, England
Children Elizabeth, Dorothy
Died after 1679 as she appears in her father's will as follows:
ITEM: I give and bequeath to my said daughter Dorthie at her age of one and twenty years or day of marriage which shall first happen, all my freehold and copyhold lands and tenem with their appurtenances in Kirkleyne aforesaid to have and to hold to her the said Dorthie the heirs of her body lawfully to be begotten and for want of (?) all my said land and tenements with their appurtenances in Kirkleyne aforesaid shall be and remain unto my said son Charles Stacy and his heirs forever.
Buried
Sources
England Births and Christenings 1538-1975 Batch I00475-7 Film 1818360 Dated 1599-1700 p 49
England Marriages 1538-1973 Batch I00475-7 Film 1818360
Her father's will

*Thomas Stacey
Christened 16 Sep 1666 Barrington, Cambridge, England
Married Elizabeth Woodruff 18 April 1700 Horningsea, Cambridge, England
Children: Elizabeth, Thomas, Esther, John, Esther, Ann, Susan
Died after 1679 as he is named in his father's will as follows:
ITEM: I give and bequeath to my son, Thomas Stacy, the sum of one hundred pounds of lawful money to be paid (?) him by my executor as followeth, that is to say fifty pounds (?) within one year next after my decease and fifty pounds (?) within two years after my decease and aforesaid Mr. Thomas Clouton of (?) in the county of Hartford (?Clarke or Cleric?) to maintain and educate my said son, Thomas Stacy.
Buried
Sources
England Births and Christenings 1538-1975 Batch I00475-7 Film 1818360 Dated 1599-1700
His father's will
Ann Stacey
Christened 10 Feb 1673 Barrington, Cambridge, England
Note: Surname spelled Stacy in record
Married Thomas Holder 18 Jun 1691  Comberton, Cambridgeshire, England
Note: There is another marriage listed for her on Family Search to Robert Gieve in 1698. If both marriages are true (and both are sourced), her surname on the second marriage should have been Ann Holder (widow) married to Robert Gieve. It doesn't. It states that Ann Stacy married Robert Gieve.

I feel the correct husband is Thomas Holder of Comberton.

First, because Comberton and Barrington are closer (about five miles) to each other whereas Steeple Morden is more than twice that in the other direction. Also, there is a burial date for an Ann Holder in 1741, indicating she never remarried.

Died after 1679 as she is mentioned in her father's will as follows:
ITEM: I give and bequeath to my daughter, Anne Stacy, the sum of five hundred pounds of lawful money to be paid her by my executor at her age of one and twenty years or upon the day of her marriage which of them shall first come.and my will and meaning is that my executor shall maintain and educate my said daughter, Anne, until her age of one and twenty years or day of marriage and of the (?) and advantage to be made of the said five hundred pounds.
Died February 1741 Comberton, Cambridge, England
Buried 25 February 1741 Comberton, Cambridge, England
Sources
England Births and Christenings 1538-1975 Batch I00475-7 Film 1818360 Dated 1599-1700 p 57
Her father's will

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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, November 14, 2011

Gentleman Thomas Stacey 1640 Elizabeth abt 1640

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