In my last post, I told you about finding Washington’s death date and interment place in the Old North Church, confirming the family lore.
But, I was left with more questions than before, especially the prospect of some sort of relationship between Washington and Shadrack Keen, based on their shared space in tomb #27.
My friend, Jenice, also found two Boston city directories for Washington. The one below is from 1842. Do you see anything interesting about this?
Two entries above Washington (who was a glazier and lived in a house in Princeton) is a familiar name. Once again, Shadrack/Shadrach Keen is found in close proximity to Washington.
Brothers? Father and son? Cousins? Uncle and nephew?
One of the main questions I had set out to answer when beginning this search was who were Washington’s parents, and where was he born? So, I was hopeful that I would be able to find out more information from the church records than was found in the Boston city records, as is often the case.
So, when we got home, I did some research on the Massachusetts Historical Society‘s site, where the educators at Christ Church had told me the records were stored. I found that the records for the church were stored off-site in numerous boxes. Searching through the index on the site, I found in which box the tomb records for 1844 were located. I made a couple of quick screen shots, covering all the bases I hoped, and then I put in a call to the society.
A while later, Alex, a researcher with the society gave me a call back. I explained what I was looking for, and since I was across the country, she was willing to search the records for me. I told her which boxes were probable, based on my screen shots of the index, and she was very appreciative for not having to do that extra step.
About a week later, Alex called back again, after she had done her search. But, unfortunately, the Christ Church records didn’t contain any more information than was found in the Boston city records.
So, I am a bit stuck in finding out the secrets of Washington Keen. But, I’m hot on his trail!
So, when last I wrote, we were deep in the crypt of the Old North Church.
I had just learned that the church doesn’t store historic records any more. The educators at the church told me that the records are now housed by the Massachusetts Historical Society. I planned to call once I got home.
While we were still in Massachusetts, though, I messaged a friend in the DAR who has an Ancestry subscription. I was hoping that Jenice would be able to dig up some information on Washington before we left Boston.
She found Washington and Lydia’s marriage certificate, two Boston directory listings, and Washington’s city of Boston death record! Thank you, Jenice!
(I’m telling you, without this wonderful community of genealogists, I would never have found out what I have. I can’t tell you the times that I’ve come up empty handed, and then others have dug, researched, or even tramped over hill and dale for me. It’s truly heartwarming, and I always try to do the same when I can. It’s one of the reasons that I write this blog; there may be someone out there, a distant relative or just a curious researcher , who can benefit from what I’ve written.)
But, back to Washington and the Old North Church. From the Record of the Deaths and Burials in the City of Boston for the Year 1844:
He died on June 19th, was interred on the 21st, at the age of 34, from consumption, which was the old name for tuberculosis. His body was prepared by the Whitcomb undertakers and ta-da! was indeed interred at the Christ Church Cemetery No. 27, not No. 28.
“But, Barbara,” I can hear you saying, “Christ Church isn’t the Old North Church!”
But, yes, dear reader, it is. Here is a link to the church’s web site.
Jenice also found a more complete record in Deaths and Interments in Boston, where names have been recorded by year, in order by surname:
So, right there by the arrow is the listing for Washington E., who died at age 34. But, look carefully at the line right above him: Washington Jr., aged 4 years, 9 months, who died Jan. 20, 1839, and was also interred at Christ Church. In Tomb No. 28, according to the Record of Deaths and Burial in the City of Boston for the Year 1839. Hummm…
The record above is just chock full of interesting information listed under the surname Keen. There is a column to the left of Disease for Family. If you examine the page, you will see that the name Shadrack Keen is often listed in this column. And, each name with Shadrack Keen as the family name is also interred in tomb No. 27.
The occupants of No. 27, under the family name of Shadrack Keen, are:
Richard, died Aug. 30, 1821, age 1 year, 2 months, dysentery 27 Christ Church
Abigail, died Jan. 2, 1823, age 5 years, dysentery, 27 Christ Church
John E., died Jan. 5, 1824, age 1 month, 5 days, whooping cough, 27 Christ Church
Dorothy J., died Aug. 6, 1842, age 6, dropsy in the head, 27 Christ Church
The occupants of No. 27, under the family name of Washington Keen, are:
Mary Ann, died Dec. 28, 1832, age 2 years, scarlet fever, 27 Christ Church
Washington E., died June 19, 1844, age 34, consumption, 27 Christ Church
There is obviously a connection between Shadrack and Washington. I just don’t know what it is. Father and son? Brothers?
[Little Washington Jr., is the only outlier. In this record he is interred in 2 Christ Church. So, is it #2 (as in the record above), #27 (with his presumed father Washington E.), or #28 (as in the 1839 record)?]
So, yes, my great-great-grandfather was indeed buried under the Old North Church.
Whether he is still there is another matter.
In the 1800s, families could purchase, or more correctly rent, a tomb. It would be maintained for that family undisturbed until the money ran out. Sadly, it wasn’t uncommon for the church, which needed the income, to empty a tomb into a charnel pit and then rent it again, if the original family couldn’t or wasn’t able to maintain their hold. You can read more about the practice here.
So, one mystery solved, but much more left to uncover about Washington.
There’s a much-used term in genealogy, which you will begin to see and hear very quickly after starting to search for your family history: Brick wall.
It’s a full stop in our research. It’s getting to a place where there just doesn’t seem to be any way past this missing person or bit of needed information. It’s a burned out courthouse in the south, a flood along the coast, a fire at the National Archives, or it’s the dreaded missing 1890 US census.
I tend to think that the term is used much too quickly in these days of handy, ever-present internet searches. I’ve gotten very, very spoiled, and I lean toward thinking much too quickly that if the information isn’t easy to come by, well, then, I’ve hit that brick wall.
But, that’s where the good sleuth just goes deeper. It’s time to call, write, visit, or email county records offices, state historical societies, or places where your relative once lived. It’s truly leaving no stone unturned.
And, that’s where I’ve gotten to in the search for information about my great-great grandfather, Washington E. Keen. Or, Keene. Could be either or both.
(His son George is a bit of a problem, too, but I’ll save that for later.)
Here’s the line from me to Washington:
Barbara Keene Garrett, to my father,
Charles Lawrence Keene, Jr., to his father,
Charles Lawrence Keene, Sr. to his father,
George Augustus Keene, to his father,
Washington E. Keene.
For quite a while, I didn’t have much information about Washington at all. He was listed as the father on his children’s wedding licenses or certificates. He was listed as well as father on his son George’s ( my great-grandfather) death certificate. But, US census records bring up nothing. I can’t find him in vital record searches for Massachusetts. I didn’t have birth or death dates for him.
And, to add a little confusion just to make things interesting, Washington had a son, also named Washington E. There’s plenty to be found about him!
Until just a few weeks ago, when the brick wall began to crack a little.
In the family genealogy papers that I have from my Dad’s family, there was a copy of my great-great-grandmother’s obituary (his wife, Lydia A. Kent Keene, purchaser of the Keene plot at Pine Grove Cemetery), mentioning that Washington had died in Boston and was buried under the Old North Church, in Boston. You know, the “One if by land; two if by sea” church.
And, in a handwritten note (by whom, I don’t know) there was a mention that Washington was buried in tomb 28.
On our recent trip to Boston, one of my goals was to dig into this and find out if it was true and if there was perhaps more information to be found.
So, we made our way to the Old North Church…
This view is from the back of the church; the entrance is around the other side.
Looking from the front entrance.
Looking back to the entrance.
We took a tour of the bell tower and crypt, hoping to get a glimpse of tomb 28. While we waited for the tour, we asked the docents if they could tell us where we might find information about tomb occupants. They put in a call to the educational director. The upshot is that the church no longer holds any of the historical records. They are all with the Massachusetts Historical Society.
But, once in the crypt, it was pretty east to find #28. The earlier tombs weren’t numbered, but rather had names and dates. The later tombs had numbers, beginning with about #26 and going around a rectangle in the middle of the building to get to #30. Tomb #28 didn’t have a plaque, but it was pretty easy to figure out which one it was.
And, there it was, in all its nondescript glory.
So, I got no answers on my trip, but I did have some direction as to where to go from there.
As I mentioned a while back, my great-grandfather, George Augustus Keene, married Lydia Thompson soon after the death of his first wife, Ellen Piper Keene.
Ellen had passed away at age 40, not too long after the marriage of her and George’s daughter, Ellen Augusta. Daughter Ellen had married William Edwin Thompson in 1874; mother Ellen passed away in 1875.
William Thompson had a younger sister, Lydia.
Yes, that Lydia.
A year and half after the death of Ellen, George married the younger sister of his son-in-law. George was 42; Lydia was 25.
So, George’s wife was his son-in-law’s sister, but also his son-in-law’s mother-in-law.
Daughter Ellen’s step-mother was also her sister-in-law.
Ellen and William’s children’s grandmother would also be their aunt.
It reminds me of the old song, “I’m My Own Grandpa.” It’s worth a Google.
As I told you about in my last post, The Hubs and I recently visited Lynn, MA, where so many of my family members came from. And, I mean many…
We visited quite a few of them at the Pine Grove Cemetery in Lynn. We spent a lot of time lost, trying to find the Keene plot. And, along the way, on headstones and memorials on nearly every lane, were names from my family tree: Breed, Keene, Ingalls, Hood, Bassett, and Thompson….
It really was rather strange. This place is FULL of “my people,” as my Nanna would have said. It was a visual representation of just how deep my New England roots are.
Our first stop that morning in Lynn, after McDonald’s for breakfast, was at the city works department, where the cemetery records are kept. The clerk helpfully printed out several pages, each with a family name, grave numbers, plot sites, and dates of internment.
We decided to focus on the Keene plot as our first priority. I was so glad we did, as it took most of the morning to find it!
Below is the list of graves we were given for the Keene plot:
At the bottom of the list, you can see the diagram we made while there, based on the remaining headstones. As you can see, there are quite a few more graves than there are headstones.
We also learned that the first Lydia A. Keene (1809-1895), wife of Washington Keene (1810-1844), was the first owner/buyer of the plot. The dates of burials range from 1866-1961, nearly 100 years.
What is especially touching are the number of children here:
George Arthur Thompson, 10 months, 18 days
Minot Tirrill Keene, 1 year, 5 months, 22 days
Edith B. Keene, 2 years, 4 months
Carrie Browne, 2 months, 19 days
Arthur S. Keene, 5 months
W. Frank, days
Child Keene, days
George A. Keene, 11 months
Eight babies. Fully a third of the family members here.
When we got home to California, as I was searching for another file, I came across this:
WOW! I wished I had realized I had this before we went to Massachusetts!
(PSA: Stay ahead of your files, paper or digital! Things easily and quickly begin to pile up as your own research yields results and family members generously give you their records, too. You’re welcome.)
In the diagram above, see the *D? That’s Thelma, my grandfather’s first wife.
See #13? That’s Ellen, my great-grandfather’s first wife.
Numbers 15 and 17? Those are my great-grandparents, George A. and Lydia Keene, his second wife.
Lydia was buried here in 1944, although she passed away in 1938 in California. According to my Uncle George, the family didn’t have the money to ship her to Massachusetts in 1938, so they waited six years.
I am so glad that we stopped here; the backstory of my life is in this plot.
I come from a long line of second wives. On both sides of my family, there have been several generations where a first wife has passed away, the man marries a second wife, and we descend from that marriage.
I’ve written about Berthelma, the first wife of my dad’s dad.
In my Gard family line, we descend from William Gard‘s second wife, the sister of his first wife.
And, in my father’s family, my great-great-grandfather, George Augustus Keene, we descend from his second wife, Lydia Ann Thompson.
George Augustus’ first wife was Ellen Piper. They married in 1853, when George was 20 and Ellen was 18. They had three children, Ellen, Florence, and Alice, before Ellen passed away at the age of 40 in 1875. (There might be a an infant son who didn’t survive, but it’s not a sure thing.)
A little more than a year later, in 1876, George married again. His new wife Lydia was only 25; he was 42. Oh, the scandal!
George and Lydia went on to have Annie Louise, George Ashton, George Augustus, Minot Terrill, Charles Lawrence (my grandfather), and Edith Blake. Annie and Charles seem to be the only children of this marriage who survived to adulthood.
Ellen’s grave is in the Keene family plot in the Pine Grove Cemetery in Lynn. Hers is one of the few remaining headstones. I’m glad that she’s not invisible…
This past week, my husband and I spent a day in Lynn, MA, where so many of my father’s people come from. We visited the wonderful little Lynn Museum, drove along the waterfront, and, most importantly to me, found my Keene family plot in the Pine Grove Cemetery.
Among the many things I had hoped to discover at the cemetery was a headstone for Thelma, the first wife of my grandfather, who had died so young. I had hoped that there would be more information either in the records or on the grave to fill in some of the missing pieces to her story.
We found the Lynn public works office early in the morning, where the cemetery records are kept. The clerk who assisted us couldn’t have been nicer. We left the office with several printed pages of locations and families to search for. I had done my homework and printed up the detailed pages of cemetery maps found online. We thought it would be quick, armed with the plot information and the maps.
Pine Grove Cemetery is HUGE. It’s over 250 acres. The lanes wander and meander without much symmetry or organized plan. Most of the lane signs are missing, too. We finally found out that if we used Google Maps, the car’s GPS, and the printed maps in conjunction, we could sort of find our way around. Sort of.
We finally found the Locust section where the Keene plot was supposed to be. We wandered among the gravestones without finding anything. We tried to search out the plot number again, but that led us to the wrong section. We searched the printed maps once more, where we finally saw the correct plot, right where we had parked the car. But, on the other side of the street in another section.
And, there it was.
I’m standing right at the curb, and the Keene plot consists of the first two headstones closest to me and the line of stones in the second row, beginning with the large square one and going to the right of the photo.
From the information we got at the records office, there are a total of 25 grave sites in this plot, with 23 individuals. Unfortunately, of those 23 people buried here, only seven have headstones. It’s unclear if there ever were headstones for the others or if they have been lost to vandalism over the years.
Berthemla H. Keene is buried here, but sadly, hers is one of the missing stones. The record indicates that her grave is “D.” We had no idea where “D” was, as all the other graves with headstones were numbered.
She died at 18 years, 11 months, and 26 days.
Her story makes me sad: dying so young, being largely forgotten in our family, and having no physical record of her presence here. But, without her passing, my grandfather would have never married his second wife, and I and my family simply wouldn’t exist.
Thanks again to helpful readers, the mystery of Grandpy’s first marriage is finally cleared up!
No, not really. In fact, it might be even murkier…
It seems that Charles L. “Kune” of Boston, MA married Berthelma H. Waters of Kirksville, MO on July 25, 1910 in Moberly, Missouri.
Now, before you think, “Ah, ha! Kune isn’t Keene!”, let me show you something.
In the 1930 census record for Grandpy and Nana, Keene has been incorrectly transcribed as “Kune.” You can see this in the record below.
I know this is the right family, because this is the transcription for the census page below:
Those are my grandparents and their children, including my father, Charles, Jr. The double-e in Keene has been misread as a “u” by the transcriber. Just as it had been on the 1910 marriage record between Charles and Berthelma.
Now, back to their story.
Here is the 1910 census record for Thelma. I believe that she was working as a waitress in a hotel when the census enumerator came around on April 15, 1910. Which is why she is listed with seemingly unrelated people.
Charles and Thelma most likely met when he was working as a chef, perhaps in the same hotel. And, I can place Charlie in Moberly, MO in July, where the marriage to Berthelma took place, based on a postmark of July 5, 1910.
On their marriage record, Charles has claimed that he is over the age of 21, which is correct, as his birthday was April 24, 1883. He would have just turned 27.
According to the census, Thelma was born in 1893, which would have made her only 16, as her birthday wasn’t until September, according to her death certificate. But, the death certificate gives her year of birth as 1892, making her 17 at the time of her marriage to Charles.
Somebody fudged the truth on their marriage certificate, regardless. Thelma’s age is stated as being as over 18. Which can’t be true given either 1892 or 1893 as her birth year.
I think that this record of marriage is correct for Charlie and Thelma, but that begs the question just whose is the first marriage certificate found for Charlie and Anna?
In fact, I have a lot of questions.
Who is Charles L. Keene of the St. Joseph, MO, February 10, 1910 marriage license? This Charles also gives his hometown as Boston, MA and his age as over 21.
My Grandpy was in St. Joseph when this marriage license was granted, based on postmarked cards sent home, from January 10 through March 9, 1910. What are the odds that two different men with the exact same name and hometown were in St. Joseph at the same time?
I don’t know!
I did find a “Charles L. Keene” on the 1910 census in St. Joseph, Missouri, but his birthplace is New Hampshire in 1880. However, he, too, is working in a hotel as a cook.
I am not sure that this is my Grandpy, as we have a postcard from him dated April 11, 1910 from New York, NY. (Remember that the census was taken April 15.) But, he certainly could have been back in Missouri by the 15th, if he rode the train. But, then, why the incorrect information of hometown and birth year? This Charles is listed a “single”, so he couldn’t the one who married Anna just two months prior.
Arrggg….. But, wait, there’s more!
Why is Thelma’s maiden name “Waters” on the marriage record, but “Page” on her death certificate?
What happened to Charles and Anna? Although not exhaustive, I did search the 1910 census for them. They should have been enumerated as a married couple, as the marriage would have taken place in February, and the census was taken in April. However, I could find them under neither Keene or Kune.
Perhaps an annulment? A quicky divorce? (Seems unlikely in 1910.)
I am thinking that a more likely possibility is that the marriage between Charles and Anna never actually took place. The records are for an application for a marriage license and a marriage license was granted. But, perhaps someone got cold feet.
And, now my head hurts. As I’m pretty sure does yours.
So, one day I was searching online for my grandparents’ marriage certificate when I pulled up something that made me gasp out loud. It was certainly a marriage certificate for my grandfather, The Mariner, but the wife most definitely wasn’t my Nana.
Right there on the page, No. 150, was listed my grandfather, Charles L. Keene, of Boston, MA. But, the wife’s name is given as Miss Anna L. Backus, of St. Joseph, MO. Both the application for the license and the marriage license were issued the same day, February 10, 1910, in Buchanan Co, Missouri.
I can place my grandfather in St. Joseph, MO. He wrote home to his parents quite often, and the postmarks verify his location. So, I’m pretty certain that this is the right Charles L. Keene.
Charles was specified as being over 21, as he would have been 27 on his birthday in March of that year. Anna’s age was specified as being under 18. Because she was not yet 18, her mother had to give permission. She is listed on the application as Mrs. Mary Handley/Haudley.
This was all a pretty big shock to me, as I had never heard of my grandfather being married prior to marrying my grandmother. There were, and probably still are, things not spoken of in my family. I’m thinking most families are like that, but it’s still a bit of a shock, for example, to go to an uncle’s funeral, one whom you have known all your born days, to find not only his first wife, but also a daughter, in the front pew. Stuff like that happens.
But, back to this story.
My Grandpy married my Nana June 4, 1912, just a little more than two years after he married Anna. There was a story here, and I determined to sniff it out.
And, promptly came to a dead end.
I asked my Uncle George, son of Charles (and my father’s brother), if he knew anything about it. He seemed to faintly recall someone, somewhere, saying something about a possible marriage that might have taken place. But, he couldn’t say for sure.
Uncle George’s wife, my Aunt Gwen, about the same time, shared with me binders of family records, letters, and genealogy that she had collected over the years. My Grandpy was a chef, and traveled all over the US for work, and he faithfully sent postcards to his parents. (This was before he joined the Matson Line.) I noticed that in those he sent to his parents from 1910-1911, there were quite a few from “Charles and Thelma.”
Thelma? Anna? What was going on here? How many wives did Grandpy have???
Aunt Gwen, bless her, had transcribed these postcards. I began to put the transcriptions in chronological order, hoping to sort out the story. I found no mention of Thelma in the postcards from the date of their presumed marriage until September of the same year, 1910.
9/23/1910, from Atchison & Lenora: We leave here Saturday. Will send address as soon as possible. Thanks for the cards and pictures. Looks just like Father. Will be home in the spring. Thelma and I are both well. Hoping everyone is well at home, Love from Chas and Thelma
10/4/1910: Will send address soon. Both are well. Chas and Thelma
From 10/9/1910: Hello Mother: We are in Kansas City for a while working at the Savoy Hotel. Will write you a letter tomorrow. Address 709 East 9th Street. Thelma & Charley
10/12/1910, from Kansas City, MO: Dear Mother, We both wish you a Happy Birthday– and as soon as we are able will send something to show that we still think of you. We are both well and hope that you and Father are also. 709 E. 9th St. Love from Charlie and Thelma
No date: Dear Mother. Am out of work for a week on account of sores breaking out on my face and hands but the Doctor is giving me plenty of strong medicine which by the feeling surely ought to cure me. Thelma is working hard every day.
11/23/1910: Dear Mother. Your letters and paper received. Am very glad to get them. I can go to work Saturday. Love Chas and Thelma
On a postcard with no date, from Amarillo, TX, continuation from another card: …and I get my board free so that helps a little. We came here with the intentions of working and saving our money until spring when we will come home but this month I don’t think we can save anything and so near Xmas we will be poor this year but have not given up hope. I hope you and Father are well and when I am stronger I will write more. Love from Chas and Thelma
No date, picture postcard from Dallas, TX: To Mother from Thelma
No date, picture postcard from Dallas, TX, : To Father from Thelma
2/1/1911, from Dallas, TX: Dear Mother Keene. We rec’d your letter with the Christmas cards the other day. Have neglected sending a card–waiting for a letter in answer to ours. It is very warm here. We are getting along as well as could be expected. Mrs. C. L. Keene
And, then, a dark turn…
8/1911, from Wood’s Hole, MA: Dear Mother. Just went to see Thelma. She is beginning to improve. Temperature dropped to 102 and rational all the time now. Chas.
8/1911, from New Bedford: Dear Mother. Just telephoned New Bedford. Thelma is better. I will go to see her Thursday…Love from Charlie
8/17/1911, from New Bedford: Dear Mother. Thelma is better. Temperature is 99 this AM. Dr. says everything looks very favorable and with good luck can come home in four weeks. Charlie
8/21/1911, from new Bedford, MA: Dear Mother; Last night Thelma was generally improved. Temperature normal. Sounds very encouraging. Am very busy and poor help. I am well and quite strong. Hope you and Father are OK. Will see you in Sept. Love from Charlie
8/29/1911, from New Bedford, MA: Dear Mother. Thelma is a little better this morning. Love from Charlie
9/2/1911, from New Bedford, MA: Dear Mother. I telephone to Thelma every night and she is still about the same except last night she had a slight hemorrhage but has not bled any more since. We are still hoping for the best. I will see you next week some time. Charlie
And, then nothing…
Until five months later, February 20, 1912, when Charles wrote a passionate love letter to my grandmother-to-be, Perpetue, also known as Ducky, also known as Pearl.
Charlie and Pearl married June 4, 1912 in Northampton, MA. They are entry #84 in the record below. Charles was 29, and Pearl was 19. Charles is recorded as a widower.
It appears that Thelma passed away sometime between September of 1911, when she is still in the hospital, and February of 1912, when Grandpy wrote of his love to Nana. But, I can’t find any record of that. In fact, I can find no records of Thelma at all.
I have searched for census records, deaths, anything, using all the varieties of Thelma’s name I could think of: Thelma Keene, Anna L. Keene, Anna Backus, Thelma Backus, etc.
That my 7th great-grandmother, Sarah Hood Bassett, was accused, convicted, imprisoned, and eventually released in the hysteria that was the Salem witch trials.
I had seen her name in some family papers several times, but because of how the information about was worded, I made the (faulty) assumption that she was an in-law, cousin, or another very distant relative.
But, no. Direct ancestor. When the penny finally dropped, I was stunned, to the say the least. The witch trials had been an interesting, if sad, bit of ancient history to me. But, now… this was my family.
This is what genealogy does: makes distant history suddenly very real and very personal.
Here are the generations between Sarah and me:
Sarah Hood Bassett, born 1657, died 1721
Her daughter, Ruth Bassett Allen, born 1690, died 1756
Her daughter, Ruth Allen Breed, born 1724, died 1811
Her son, Abraham Breed, born 1752, died 1831
His daughter, Eunice Breed Thompson, born 1788, died 1869
Her son, William Dimond Thompson, Jr., born 1823, died 1911
His daughter, Lydia Ann Thompson Keene, born 1850, died 1938
Her son, Charles Lawrence Keene, Sr., (the mariner) born 1883, died 1959
His son, Charles Lawrence Keene, Jr., born 1919, died 1996
…and then me.
When Sarah was 35, and the mother of six children, she was brought from Lynn for trial in Salem May 23, 1692. A servant girl in her brother-in-law’s household had accused her of giving her an “ointment.” She was immediately convicted and sent to the Boston jail, taking with her her little 2-year old, Ruth.
She was jailed with her brother-in-law, Richard Proctor, and his wife, Elizabeth, who were both sentenced to hang. Both Elizabeth and Sarah were pregnant. Richard was sent to his death in August, but Elizabeth’s sentence was postponed until after her baby was born.
However, during Sarah’s 7-month imprisonment, the hysteria calmed down and cooler heads began to prevail. Sarah was released December 3, 1692, and her son, Joseph, was born two weeks later. She had a daughter in August 1695 and named her Deliverance. Appropriate, I think.
Sarah was later paid £9 in recompense.
Salem Village Witchcraft Victim’s Memorial, Danvers, Mass, 2013. Photo Credit: Rebecca Brooks