Upper Level: Reverend George Burroughs and Mary

Thursday, December 12, 2013

Reverend George Burroughs and Mary

Reverend George Burroughs
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4th cousin
5 times removed

Parents: Nathaniel Burroughs and Rebecca Style
Born abt 1650 Suffolk, England
Education: Harvard - receiving an A.B. degree 1670
Occupation: 1674 and 1683-1690 Minister of Falmouth (now Portland) Maine
Ordained to Preach 25 Nov 1680 Danvers, Massachusetts
1680-83 Puritan Minister in Salem Village (hired at 60 pounds a year). He was the only Minister indicted and executed in Salem in 1692.
He had land in 1688 in York county that in 1735 was sold by his heirs
Married 1) Hannah (unknown surname) Roxbury (now Boston), Falmouth, Maine
Note: she died in childbirth in 1681 in Salem Village, Massachusetts
2) Sarah Ruck by 1683 (widow of Captain William Hawthorne)
Note: Sarah died by 1689-90 since he married Mary and they had time to have a daughter before he was hung
3) Mary (unknown surname) abt 1690 Massachusetts

Died 19 Aug 1692 Gallows Hill, Salem, Essex, Massachusetts

COD: Hanging - accused of witchcraft by the delusional and rabid/hysterical people of that time. His "rights" were restored in 1711 and 600 pounds was paid to all those that were murdered.

Note to self: why did they not punish the liars?
Buried Burying Point Cemetery, Salem, Essex, Massachusetts

Reverend George Burroughs' memorial
Note: this is only a memorial. He is not buried here.
It was placed here to memorialize him as a victim of the Salem Witch Trials.
In fact, his burial was rather primitive. according to Wikipedia:
"...when he [Mr. Burroughs] was cut down, he was dragged by a halter to a hole, or grave, between the rocks, about two feet deep; his shirt and breeches being pulled off, and an old pair of trousers of one executed put on his lower parts: he was so put in, together with (John)Willard and (Martha)Carrier, that one of his hands, and his chin, and a foot of one of them, was left uncovered."
There is another version: according to Perley, Sidney, 1858-1928. The History of Salem, Massachusetts. Salem, Mass.: S. Perley, 192428. Volume III, page 287
He states that: Sidney Perley was the first to suggest Proctor’s Ledge, writing in 1921 that the hangings took place at this “rocky outcrop.”

[The Gallows Hill Project]
"To identify the site, the researchers combed through maps, court documents and other primary sources, hoping to determine the location of “the house below the hill.” That phrase, discovered among nearly 1,000 pages of court records by researcher Marilynne Roach, was uttered by 51-year-old accused witch REBECCA EAMES during her preliminary examination on Aug. 19, 1692. The magistrate asked if she had witnessed the five executions that occurred earlier that day and EAMES responded that she was at “the house below the hill” when she saw the executions."

Sources
Appleton's Cyclopedia of American Biography Vol 1 page 470

The Gallows Hill Project

Biography and Genealogy Master Index (BGMI)

Burke's Family Records, Volume Babington-Bushe page 127

Note: this is a good family history showing George's family line (parents, grandparents, etc.)

First two marriages and birth year: New England Marriages prior to 1700, By Torrey and Lently page 123
New England Genealogy and Historical Register Vol 108 page 175

https://www.thoughtco.com/george-burroughs-3529133 Note: link active as of 14 Aug 2022 and is an article written by Jone Johnson Lewis in 2020. There are several points that differ from other histories.

New England, Salem Witches and others tried for witchcraft 1647-1697

Tales of Our Ancestors Vol #1 page 89 written by Eileen Hacking
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/George_Burroughs
If you would like to purchase a book about his ancestry: http://www.lulu.com/shop/d-alden-smith/the-ancestry-of-the-reverend-george-burroughs/paperback/product-16314771.html
http://www.burroughsfamily.com/William%20Burrough-1500.html Note: both links are broken as of 2022
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Boston Herald, May 14, 1930

Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/8295/burroughs

Wives

Hannah (possibly Fisher)
Parents: unknown
Born abt 1652 Massachusetts
Died Sep 1681 Salem, Massachusetts

COD: in childbirth
Buried Salem, Massachusetts
Sources
http://www.burroughsfamily.com/William%20Burrough-1500.html Note: this link is broken as of 2022

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Sarah Ruck
Parents: John Ruck and unknown
Born 12 Aug 1656
Married 1) William Hathorne Jr
Died by 1690 Massachusetts
Buried
Sources
http://www.burroughsfamily.com/William%20Burrough-1500.html Note: this link is broken as of 2022

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Mary (unknown surname)
Parents: unknown
Born abt 1670
Married 2) Michael Homer 13 Jul 1693 Boston, Massachusetts
3) Christopher Hall Jr. 5 Feb 1700 Cambridge, Massachusetts
Died
Buried
Sources
Marriage to Michael: Massachusetts Marriages 1695-1910
Tales of Our Ancestors Vol #1 page 89 written by Eileen Hacking
Discussion about this family: http://boards.ancestry.com/surnames.tiffany/24/mb.ashx
A PDF Document about George's wife's in particular:
http://www.fayewest.ca/west/exhibits/the_third_wife_of_the_rev_george_burroughs_(fam_005).pdf Note: this link is broken as of 2022

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CHILDREN (with Hannah)

Elizabeth Burroughs
Born abt 1671 Massachusetts
Married Peter Thomas Jr. 2 Nov 1704 Boston, Suffolk, Massachusetts
Note: he was a cordwainer (he made rope)
Children: George, Peter, William, Elias, Moses, Elizabeth
Died after 1753
Buried Granary Burying Ground, Boston, Suffolk, Massachusetts
Sources
Massachusetts Marriages 1695-1910 Batch 100899-3 Ref 122-123
Husband's occupation: York Deeds, Book 27 page 823
http://www.burroughsfamily.com/William%20Burrough-1500.html Note: this link is broken as of 2022

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Rebecca's headstone
Rebecca Burroughs
Born 1674 Boston, Suffolk, Massachusetts, British Colonial America
Married 1) Isaac Fowle 1 Dec 1698 Charlestown, Middlesex, Massachusetts, British Colonial America
Note: he was a tailor
Children: Nathaniel, Rebecca, Henry
2) Ebeneezer Toleman 18 Oct 1716 Boston, Suffolk, Massachusetts. British Colonial America
Children: Abigail
Died 27 Jan 1742 Boston, Suffolk, Massachusetts, British Colonial America
Buried Granary Burying Ground, Boston, Suffolk, Massachusetts, British Colonial America
Sources
Marriage to Isaac: Massachusetts Marriages 1695-1910 Batch 101538-0 Ref v 3 page 391
Husband's occupation: York Deeds, Book 27 page 823
http://www.burroughsfamily.com/William%20Burrough-1500.html Note: this link is broken as of 2022

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Headstone: https://www.findagrave.com/memorial/21753661/rebecca-toleman

Captain George Burroughs
Christened 21 Nov 1675 Roxbury, Essex, Massachusetts
Occupation; Husbandman (farmer in Ipswich)
Married Sarah Scales 27 Feb 1713 Ipswich, Suffolk, Massachusetts
Children: George, Sarah, Hannah
Died aft 1753
Buried
Sources
Massachusetts Marriages Batch M50210-1
Occupation and residence: York Deeds, Book 27 page 823
http://www.burroughsfamily.com/William%20Burrough-1500.html Note: this link is broken as of 2022

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Jeremiah Burroughs
Born abt 1678 Salisbury, Essex, Massachusetts
Occupation: Shipwright
Died after 1753
Note: reported to be "insane" in the book mentioned below
Sources
Book: A Contribution the History of Bath by Benedict Arnold, etc. (published 1831) page 176
Occupation: York Deeds, Book 27 page 823-825
http://www.burroughsfamily.com/William%20Burrough-1500.html Note: this link is broken as of 2022

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Hannah Burroughs
Born 27 Apr 1680 Salisbury, Norfolk, Massachusetts

Married Jabez Fox 8 Mar 1705 Boston, Suffolk, Massachusetts
Children: Thomas, Hannah, Judith, Rebecca
Died 5 Aug 1746 Woburn, Middlesex, Massachusetts
Note: incorrect death date. She appeared in person 13 Jun 1753 in York county to claim her share of the money her father's land brought. Her daughter Hannah married Thomas Roberts years earlier, so it can't be the daughter that claimed the money either.
Buried First Burial Ground, Woburn, Middlesex, Massachusetts
Sources
Massachusetts Marriages 1695-1910 Batch 100899-3 Ref 42-43
Birth: Book: Vital Records of Salisbury, Massachusetts
Headstone: http://www.findagrave.com/cgi-bin/fg.cgi?page=gr&GRid=66098209
http://www.burroughsfamily.com/William%20Burrough-1500.html Note: this link is broken as of 2022

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CHILDREN (with Sarah Ruck)

Charles Burroughs
Born abt 1684 Massachusetts
Occupation: Shipwright
Married 1) Elizabeth Marston 3 Oct 1706 Salem, Essex, Massachusetts
Children: Charles
2) Rebecca Townsend 11 Mar 1712 Marlboro, Middlesex, Massachusetts
Children: Josiah, Hannah, Rebecca, Mary
Died
Buried
Sources
Marriage to Elizabeth: Batch M01299-6 Ref V 4 page 17
Book: Genealogical and Family History of the State of New Hampshire Vol 2 p 687
Occupation: York Deeds, Book 27 page 823
http://www.burroughsfamily.com/William%20Burrough-1500.html Note: this link is broken as of 2022
The letter he wrote stating he was the oldest son and wanted to claim the money due for the unjust hanging of his father: http://www.burroughsfamily.com/RevGeoBurr.jpg

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CHILDREN (with Mary)

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5th cousin
8 times removed

*Mary Burroughs
Born abt 1690 Salisbury, Essex, Massachusetts
Married Joseph Tiffany by 9 Jul 1735 Norton, Bristol, Massachusetts
Note: he was a husbandman (farmer)
Children: William
Died after 1753
Buried
Sources
Husband's occupation: York Deeds, Book 27 page 823
http://www.burroughsfamily.com/William%20Burrough-1500.html Note: this link is broken as of 2022

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1 comment:

UnknownDecember 29, 2020 at 5:42 PM
Hi there my name is Barry George Ralph Burroughs Ipswich Suffolk I am s descendent of rev George Burroughs
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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."