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Jessie Maria (Morse) Haseltine,  1860-1918

 

The tombstone reads:  Infant, son of E. (Ebenezer) & L. (Lydia) Haseltine.  Died Jan 23, 1862, age 27 days.  He is buried in the Haseltine or Fairmont Cemetery, just outside of Waterbury Vermont.

Ebenezer Haseltine and Lydia (Marshall) Haseltine are my 3rd great-grandparents.  This infant was their 8th child, born when Lydia was in her 38th year.

I wonder why a baby that lived 27 days wasn’t given a name.  I don’t know if it was common practice at the time to not name a baby that was obviously not going to live, and I am assuming that was the case.  If the death came as a surprise, he surely would’ve had a name.

Was he born extremely premature?  Did he have a birth defect?  It must be one of these two things, it’s the only way to explain that he lived almost a month and wasn’t given a name. 

Can anyone help me figure out an answer?

As someone who is interested in all this genealogy “stuff,” I know the names well.  I’ve poured over documents and then poured over them again.  My brain is stuffed with thousands of names of people long dead and people far away, and with bits of fact that I’m sure they themselves never thought anyone would care about 100 years later.  I think you have to share the interest to really understand what I’m talking about.  My grandmother once told me that it was a family obsession, and that’s good news for me.  That means there’s a lot to be found about the Haseltines, thanks to generations of genealogy hunters who came before me.

So imagine how thrilled I was when someone stepped off of the list of names in my head and left a comment on my blog!  And a great comment at that.  Jerry Benedict is my father’s cousin, my grandmother’s nephew, the son of her sister, Ann Haseltine, and her husband, Gerald Benedict. 

He left this comment about his grandfather, Robert Ingersol Haseltine.  It’s a personal memory, and that makes it the most priceless kind of treasure; irreplaceable and  priceless.  Thank you, Jerry!

I remeber “Pop” Robert I. Haseltine well. I spent many summers going down to the Palisades and spending time there. At age 15 He and I walked the property line and He told me some of his times as a child growing up. There was a stack of bark between two trees that had been there for at least 60 years and He said it was tanning bark. they used to butcher cattle and use it for tanning the hides. he used to ride on top of the wood on the sleigh that would be towed up by horse or oxen and ride full speed down the hill. He talked about his grandfather getting drunk and hollering “the Recuts (redcoats) are coming” that was the war of 1812 he was talking about. I think He knew he did not have much time left as we walked and he told me stories. He left us in November of that year. Had some good times with your grandparents and fun? times babysitting your Ants as they were wild little girls.

your dad’s cousin Jerry Benedict

On the 5th day of March, 1745, in the town of Chester, New Hampshire, Eunice Gilson was married to Amos Haseltine.

Eunice was born on March 18, 1731, so if these record are correct, she was not yet 14 years of age at the time of her marriage.

Eunice was born in Lunenburg, Massachusetts, one of at least five children of Jonas Gilson and Hannah Goodridge. 

Her husband, Amos, was born in Bradford, Massachusetts in 1717.  He was the son of Richard Haseltine and Abigail Chadwick, both of Bradford.  Amos was one of at least 10 children born of Richard and Abigail.

Amos and Eunice Haseltine would go on to have at least 9 children of their own.  The children were as follows:

  • Amos
  • Jonas
  • Richard
  • Joseph
  • Thomas
  • Ebenezer
  • David
  • Eunice
  • Abraham

Family history tells us that six of the sons of Amos and Eunice served our country in the Revolutionary War.

My fourth great-grandfather, Ebenezer Haseltine, was one of these brothers.

By way of the New Hampshire land grants, Ebenezer and his brother Joseph embarked on one of the greatest adventures of the history of this country; cutting a new settlement out of ancient, untouched forest.

     “The town must have settled quite rapidly the next two years, for the town records show that, March 9, 1792, Joseph HASELTINE, Seth MUNSON, David PARCHER, and Ebenezer HASELTINE petitioned Richard HOLDEN, a justice of the peace of Waterbury, to call a meeting of the voters in Moretown, to be held at the house of Joseph HASELTINE, for the purpose of electing officers for Moretown. The inhabitants met in accordance with this warning, March 22, 1792, and proceeded to elect the following list of town officers: Daniel PARCHER, moderator; Seth MUNSON, town clerk; Joseph HASELTINE, Daniel PARCHER, and John HEATON, selectmen; Phillip BARTLETT, treasurer; Joseph HASELTINE, constable; John HEATON and Ebenezer HASELTINE, listers; Joseph HASELTINE, collector; and Joseph PARCHER, highway surveyor.

    In those early days the robust wives and daughters of the pioneers not only spun, wove, and made the clothing for their families, but they also assisted in the field work. Mrs. Ebenezer HASELTINE and Aunt Judith HASELTINE gathered sap on snow-shoes, and caught quantities of trout from the Winooski.   HT:    http://www.rootsweb.ancestry.com/~vermont/WashingtonMoretown.html