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What was Elizabeth Fone Winthrop Feake Hallett’s life like? Missy Wolfe tells us in Isubordinate Spirit.

 

I received a most interesting letter in my email last week out of the blue, mind you she must have known of me, but I not of her.  The email was from Missy Wolfe and it was telling me about a book she had written about life in early New England 1610-1665 it was entitled Insubordinate Spirit.  I found it even more interesting that I had just completed another book about another  person that possessed such a spirit among again some of the first settlers of New England, Martha Allen Carrier. It seems that things like this come in threes, my mother was also  reading the Traitors Wife, which is also a book about Martha Carrier.  These last two books about Martha Carrier are historical fictions written by Kathleen Kent and are well done.  The first book is by Missy Wolfe and it is actually a non fiction history of Elizabeth Fones Winthrop Feake Hallett’s life and times. Need I say, being a Hallett descendant,  that it took me no time to get to Amazon.com and order the book and read it.

Insubordinate Spirit-A True Story of Life and Loss in Earliest America 1610-1665 is a well written book. I found it very easy to read and very easy to follow. Missy tells of life and politics and religion and the play between these institutions and the effects they had on Elizabeth and her family. The book is not highly technical in that it is not in legal jargon but in layman’s terms. She has done her homework well and  found some very interesting information on Johana Winthrop Lyon, Elizabeth’s oldest child from her first marriage to the son of John Winthrop Sr. , her Uncle and then also her father in law. I am glad I read it and I think after reading it, I just might need to re-read the Winthrop Women a historical fiction by Anya Seaton , knowing and understand a little more of what was going on in her surroundings. I am sure will make that book even more interesting.

You can find the book at Amazon.com. I will gladly add this to my genealogy book collection.

Happy Hunting!

This piece is unsolicited and my work. I received no compensation for writing this piece.

My lineage from William and Elizabeth Hallett is:

1-William Hallett
+Elizabeth Fones

2-Col. William Hallett
+Sarah Woolsey

3-Rebecca Hallett
+James Jackson

4-General Joseph Jackson
+Mary Rodgers

5-Daniel Jackson
+Jamima Benjamin

6-Silas (2) Jackson
+Mary Polly Peterman

7-Jamima Jackson
+Samuel Craig McCartney

8-Silas Jackson McCartney
+Nancy “Nannie” Curl Terry

9-Arthur Cellus McCartney
+Christina S. Cutter

10-Willard Warren McCartney
+ Adela Ruth Ogilvie

11-James R. McCartney
+ Dency J. Terrill

12-Julia K. McCartney
+ James E. Hogston

Amanuensis Monday-Will of Robert Jackson proved 13 October 1685

Robert Jackson may have  been born in about 1620 in either England or Scotland. Robert married Agnes about 1660. They had four known children, known to me. I have not worked on this family lately and there might be more finds out there that I am not aware of.  Robert Jackson is my 9th great-grandfather. Did I mention that he is also my husbands 9th great-grandfather, oh and my children’s 10th great-grandfather. (snicker)

Robert is believed to have had two wives prior to this marriage.

There is a line in this will that just cracks me up, “provided that she lives unmarried, or unburied  so long, but if she be either married or buried”, really? unmarried,
unburied!   (grinning)

The will was transcribed by Oscar Burton for his book The Jackson Family. I have a copy which I copied this from. If anyone is interested in this Jackson family let me know and I can do look ups for you.

Will of Robert Jackson

In the Name of God Amen

     The twenty-fifth day of May Anno Domini, One thousand Six Hundred Eighty-Three,  I, Robert Jackson, of Hemstead in the North Riding of Yorkshire upon Long Island in the Province of New York, In America, being in perfect mind and memory, thanks be given to Almighty God, and considering with myself the frailty and uncertainty of this mortal life, and that it becometh every man before his departure out of this life, to set in order all his earthly thing, so that after his decease no suits, trouble or controversy may ensue for the same. Therefore being well advised that I work I now have in hand, do make and declare this to be my last will and testament, in measure and from following;

First and principally, I commend my soul into the hands of the Almighty God that gave it, and my body to the Earth wherefor it was framed, to be decently buried, according to the discretion of my son and heir, John Jackson.

And for my worldy estate which God hath endued me withall, I give, bequeath and dispose as followeth,- I do give and bequeath unto my beloved wife Agnes, six cows, two oxen, on horse, and one mare, two three year old cow kind, and four two year olds, and two yearlings. Also, I give unto her all such household goods as are left in the house which she brought with her. Likewise I give and bequeath unto my said wife, two of my lessor sort of brass kettles to add to hers, which are left in the house, which she brought with her.  Also I give an bequeath unto her four of my pewter tankards, to add to her pewter, that is left in the house, which she brought with her. Also I give and bequeath unto her one of my feather beds with a bolster and pillows, together with a pair of sheets and a pair of blankets, and a rugge, and the curtains that hangs around my bedd to add to her bedding which is left in the house, which she brought with her. Futhermore I give and bequeath unto my said wife five pounds in silver money, and fifty yards of linen cloth, some of one sort, and some of another, such as in the house is. Also to add to her clothing I give her one piece of searge.

Item. I give unto her two swine, also ten bushels of wheat to be paid yearly for the term of five years, provided that she lives unmarried, or unburied  so long, but if she be either married or buried, then the said wheat shall cease to be to her, or to any on her account. Also I do allow her to live in my new dwelling house, so long as she lives unmarried or unburied, and that she have half the house lot next to George Hewlet, so long as she remains unmarried or unburied, then I will that half of the said house lot return to my son John.  Also I give and bequeath unto her some wooden vessels, and so I cease giving to her.

Item. I give and bequeath unto my son Samuel Jackson, five mares, and mu Cloake and five pounds in silver money and to his wife a hood and scarfe, and to every one of his children a piece of eight.

Item. I give and bequeath to my daughter Sarah, the wife of Nathaniel Moore, two cows, and every one of her children a piece of eight.

Item. I do give and bequeath unto Nathaniel Cole, Junior, the son of my daughter Martha deceased, two cows, and if any one come to inquire for a portion for my daughter Martha deceased, I bequeath unto him five shillings.

Item. I do make, ordain and appoint my son John Jackson, my son and heir, to be my sole Executor and Administrator, of this my last will and testament, and I do hereby give him full power to administer upon all my estate within doors and without, immediately after my decease, lest it be embezzled away, And I do bind and oblige my son John to pay all the legacies which I have herein bequeathed, and what is left after the said legacies are paid and discharged of my proper estate at my decease, I give an bequeath wholly to my son John Jackson and his children.

In witness where of I the said Robert Jackson have hereunto putt my hand and seale to day an year above written.

                                                           (His signature)

Signed and sealed in presence of John Carmen, John Smith, Samuel Embree, Joseph Smith, Queens County.

At a County Court , or Court of Sessions held for the said County, October thirteenth, one thousand six hundred eighty and five, the Will of Robert Jackson deceased prove by the oath of Samuel Embree and Joseph Smith of * Hemstead.

* Hemstead, is also known as Hempstead, Long Island, New York.

Happy Hunting!

 

Those Places Thursday/The Church at the Top of the Hill

Note: This has been posted before, but I can’t recall if I made it public or just shared it with Creative Gene. Here is my offering for Those Places Thursday/October 20, 2011.

Enjoy.

Tucked neatly on the shoulder of Gildersleeve Mountain is a beautiful white church with a back drop of lush green. If you walk to the end of the drive and take a peek down the road you just might see a huge body of water. Sure sounds like it is located in New England. Trust me when I say this spot is as beautiful as any in New England.

You ask, “then where is this lovely spot if not in New England?” This house can be found in an extension of New England, CT to be exact, it lies in the Western Reserve. You’ll find this house of God sharing the hill with another very important house of worship, that was built in 1836. Still have you guessing?

Our family home of worship is Old South Church in Kirtland, Ohio.  The second church is The Kirtland Temple, built by Joseph Smith Jr. and his followers. It is located a few miles down the road from Old South. There are many stories that abound about the Temple, Joseph and his followers. Many of which you can find on the internet or at your local library.

My story begins at the Old South Church. This is where my parents attended Sunday School, where my grandparents worshiped. Mom and Dad were married here, I was christened here and even though we moved away to Arizona then back to Michigan. I have spent many Easter and other Sundays sitting in a pew or in the a class room of Old South.

Old South Church Kirtland Ohio

As a child I remember  this congregation having a rich musical back ground. Wonderful organists (okay I admit Nana played organ at one time and that I might be a bit bias here) and vocalists with wonderful voices. Inspiring and encouraging. I can’t recall the sermons, but I do recall two of the pastors, Rev. Messner and Rev. Snider

I said my final goodbye’s to four grand parents and an uncle from this sanctuary. They are all buried up the road at the South Kirtland Cemetery.

As of this writing I don’t know if I will ever step foot in this chapel again, but in my memories I visit it often.

The next place of worship that I recall while growing up can be found in Wayne Michigan on the corner of Wayne Road and Michigan Ave (US 12). Nestled in a typical old mid-western city, The First Congregational Church of Wayne. When we first attend this church in the late 60’s the church house was very similar to the one in Kirtland, the bell tower and steeple were a bit different it didn’t come to a point, but was a square steeple that came to four points. In 1970 the sanctuary  was lost in a fire. The new building is beautiful, but it does not compare to the grace and majesty of the old sanctuary. Most of the religious training as a young person, that I recall, was gained here and of course from my parents.

I was member of the young choir for a season. I still remember the the organist/choir director Orpha Hutty. One of our classes did a film, in our “back yard” at the church about the Pilgrims which is something I have just recalled. Wonder whatever happened to that!

There is just one more house of worship that has been called home and to me it is my home church. Romulus Free Will Baptist Church is where I have been a member for twenty-eight years. My children grew up here. It is where I have been a teacher, treasurer, singer.

Several family marriages have occurred here. Our oldest son was married at home, by the pastor of the church at that time. Our Oldest daughter, Brother and Sister law were married at the church.

This church family is truly a family. We love and tend to  each others needs as best as we as humans can. God has seen us through many trials and walks with our congregation daily. This story has not ended, but will continue to grow as I and my fellow brothers and sisters continue to worship the Lord here as he adds on a takes away. Our lives will forever be touched by the places in which we have spent time with our Lord.