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Friday, December 9, 2016

ALL SOULS Acts 27:37

This is much that I love in this 1934 sermon written by my great-grandfather, Reverend Jesse Halsey, and much which still seems so relevant 82 years later. But these lines in particular strike me as  important: "Serious thought has been forced upon us and as we revamp our plans for the future, in the Spirit of Christ, regardless of what our traditional religious prejudices have indicated, we ought to go forward with our main reliance on the Ethical Gospel of our Lord. There is salvation in no other Name; and that, in the barest terms, He said, was to love God with heart, soul, and mind--and one's neighbor as one’s self."
Jesse Halsey, Sir Grenfell, Charles Halsey, c. 1930 | Peconic Bay
ALL SOULS Acts 27:37
“And we were in all in the ship two hundred, threescore and sixteen souls."

The ship in which Paul sailed toward Rome can be taken as a cross-section of society—then or now. The capitalistic owner and galley slaves. Sailors and land lubbers. Prisoners and police. Soldiers and civilians. A minister of the gospel, a writer, a physician—all sorts and conditions of men.

The Morro Castle disaster apparently is not the first time when sailors showed the “white feather.” Under pretext of putting out an anchor, the sailors on the SS “Castor and Pollux” sought to escape in the one remaining lifeboat. Paul’s word to the Centurion, “Except these abide in the ship, ye cannot be saved,” is a good word for each individual and group in our divided society, today. Each needs the other. It is impossible for the nation to come to its best or to go forward in any marked way, without the contribution that each group can make. There must be some common denominator.

This is equally true for all groups. The Catholic has something to add to our national life. We deeply sympathize with his insistence that religion enter into the education of children and if, by constitutional means, he can secure public funds, as good citizens and believers in democracy, I suppose, we will submit. On the other hand, we will make a vigorous fight to prevent this very thing, believing that our best contribution will be in support of a non-sectarian school system. The trouble with this situation is that most Protestants are anti-Catholic rather than pro-Protestant. For traditional and real causes they will fight Catholics, but when it comes to a positive support of their own churches, they are sadly lacking. Witness the attendance at worship in this church this morning, or in any other Protestant church in the city, unless it happens to be some anniversary or special occasion. A Protestantism that represents only animus toward other groups is entirely beside the point and unworthy.

I am ashamed to make any reference to my next point. It seems so obvious that denominational bounds within Protestantism are outgrown and “out-moded,” and yet we are farther away from any kind of coherent church unity than we were when I began my ministry, twenty-five years ago. The “world” outside, that incidentally contains many discerning people of good will, has little sympathy with our “unhealthy divisions.” They are a crying shame to heaven.

The first step toward a larger unity has been made in the Federal Council, which has had widely representative and capable leadership. No man today speaks with more spiritual authority and keen intelligence than Bishop McConnell, who speaks in our city next Sunday night. He has been one of the guiding spirits of the Federal Council.

The report on the steel situation fifteen years ago, violently opposed at the time, is now recognized as a masterly document that solved a problem in the field of labor that the government in Washington had failed to adjust. This report is an ample vindication of the Council and of future efforts in that direction from the same source, provided they be guided by the principle, which I would call Bishop McConnell’s “Principle of Prophesy,” which briefly is this: On the basis of the best information available, unprejudiced and gathered by experts from all sources, let the Church, in the name of justice and good will, indicate to economic and industrial groups the just policy, and you will have a prophetic voice speaking in no uncertain tones along lines that can be profitably followed. Put human interests ahead of property interests, with all the sanity and knowledge available! Apply the basic principles of the Gospel and the Church can still exercise its prophetic function. That endowment of power in other days came upon individuals, and that may happen again. But, more likely, it is destined in the future to speak through the combined intelligence of the Group.

Yes, we need each other. The Pacifist, in this present evil world, still needs the Militarist. Somewhere, between the two extremes, the public course must be charted. There are too many dangers for complete disarmament. On the other hand, all the enthusiasm of the sincere lovers of peace, all the good sense of statesmen, is needed to prevent the recurrence of war. It is an open question whether war ever accomplished any good commensurate with its awful cost. Nine-tenths of all our present day poverty, moral and economic alike, the world around, can be charged up to the Great War. On this I feel strongly and would defend the right of any lover of peace, no matter how extreme, to have his say. But I am enough of a realist to know that in order to make substantial progress, any program, whether it be promoted by churchmen or politicians, must give the assurance of national security to citizens of my country in order to gain their support, tacit or enthusiastic. But more of this next Sunday, which happens to be Armistice Day.

In the present county elections the ugly form of Nazism rears its head. We owe a great debt to our Jewish citizens. In this city they are among our most intelligent and generous philanthropists. This has been true for nearly a century. In the religious field, they have been given a surprising number of outstanding leaders in our city. Culturally and economically they have been a great asset. In the last decade they have proved stalwart supporters, and furnished striking leadership for, the desperate political situation of this municipality. But, I predict that the election next Tuesday will temporarily eliminate some of our most useful public servants simply because they are Jews, for an over-seas hatred, due to historical and racial reasons, finds a strong reflection in “Zinzinnati.” “My beloved brethren, these things ought not so to be” . . . . “Except these abide in the ship, ye cannot be saved.”
Now I ask you, as I ask myself, what are the forces that cohere? What are the things that bind us together? This multitude of all sorts, who travel in the same ship of state. [With us, as of old, there are prisoners, and the problems of the under-world and the gangsters are forced home upon us every day. What have we to offset this and the hundred other ills that afflict us?

This was a food ship, in which St. Paul traveled, carrying to Rome the wheat for the daily dole. Our relief situation is nothing new. Make it acute enough however, and you have the seeds of revolution sprouting fast.]

I should say that very likely in American life the thing that most nearly binds us together into anything like a common unity is the Public School, which is worthy of our support in the present or any other tax levy; not for the mere learning of the Three R’s, but enough money available for adequate equipment and a well-paid teaching staff that has had access to all the educational and cultural advantages of our time, that they may pass these on, consciously and unconsciously, to our children. Not a stereotyped, inflexible system that teaches by rote the ‘Law of the Twelve Tables’ or an interpretation of the Constitution sanctioned by the Sons of the Revolution—or the Daughters, but an intelligent, constructive educational policy that teaches the value of all that is good in the past and yet recognizes the inevitability of change. Over every public school might be written into the motto: “Prove all things; hold fast that which is good.”

Organizations like the Boy Scouts, the Red Cross, the present non-sectarian policies of the Y.W. and Y.M.C.A; these, and any other groups for young people or adults, that give them a cross-section of the community, that force people of all sorts and conditions to mix and to mingle—as they must have done on the little ship that sailed to Rome, these “two hundred, three score and sixteen souls,” learning to dislike each other and, in emergencies, to admire each other and depend upon each other for mutual help and support; all the things in our common life that acquaint us with each other, our strong cohesive forces.

And, the religion of Christ, by all means, ought to be one of these unifying factors. If Protestantism has been divisive, let us change its character. Paul said that Christ came to break down “a middle wall of partition” and that without this the Cross of Christ would become of no effect. Whatever the first century Christians may have done in this regard (there are the marks and wounds of strife in the Book of Acts), whatever they may have done or failed to do, our present interpretation of Christianity in Protestant circles is far from “breaking down” any walls. We have as many prejudices as have our Catholic neighbors, only theirs take a different form. Their united front and policy, of opposition to all who do not agree with them in theory, of course, is the very antithesis of the Gospel. Let it be a lesson to us.

Like these ancient mariners, we have thrown overboard much of the tackling of the ship. There is not much water between our keel and the rocks. Shipwreck may be ahead. If all abide in the ship, if there is a unified purpose of good will, all will come safe to land, though it may be on broken pieces of the ship.

No one is wise enough to predict the future. There are certain great and abiding principles that ought, however, to direct our life, individual and social. These have been defied; that is our trouble today. Old-fashioned honesty, a simple faith in action; these have been largely lacking in the setup of the last twenty years. We have become too sophisticated. There are many new helps to navigation, thanks to Lord Kelvin and a hundred others, but none of them can afford to neglect the stars. Like these ancient sailors, “we have cast our anchors out of the stern and long for the day.” Serious thought has been forced upon us and as we revamp our plans for the future, in the Spirit of Christ, regardless of what our traditional religious prejudices have indicated, we ought to go forward with our main reliance on the Ethical Gospel of our Lord. There is salvation in no other Name; and that, in the barest terms, He said, was to love God with heart, soul, and mind--and one's neighbor as one’s self.

We need a new infusion of the fear of the Lord, reverence for the Highest and Best, a new appreciation of good will and brotherhood, a baptism of the spirit of love that suffers long and is kind, that never fails and cannot fail.

In a neighboring factory, one day last week, an emery wheel “let go,” as they say, and flying off into space, worked havoc. Something in the conglomerate composition of the carborundum was not able to stand the stress, and break-up resulted. This is a picture, to many contemporary minds, of our civilization. It is flying to pieces. On the other hand, there are many whose picture is much more moderate. Forces of disintegration are undoubtedly at work, they say, and for better or for worse, changes have come and are coming; but the essential fabric is sound. The emery wheel still revolves and has cutting quality, though its spindle may be slightly eccentric.

No one but the extreme Tory believes that the machinery of our social and political life is in anything like perfect alignment. To begin with, there are no end of personal and party differences. The President last week very pointedly told the bankers that their group did not agree among themselves. There is certainly a divided counsel in the administration itself. No one can predict whether it will swing right or left. Take any church group, and it is hard to find a dozen people who absolutely agree about any one thing.

Four ministers sat at lunch last Friday. After rather vigorously criticizing the President, one of them pointed out that if they four were committed with the destiny and policy of their own denomination, they could not agree among themselves, not only in details of administration, but on some points of, what their fathers would have considered, basic theology.

Everywhere you find it:
Catholic versus Protestant
Jew versus Gentile
Democrat versus Republican
Charter versus Organization
Blacks versus Whites
Capital versus Labor
The haves versus the have-nots
Conservative versus Radical
Pacifist versus Militarists

The list could easily be doubled. It looks like a football schedule, only in this game there is generally less sportsmanship than is manifest on the intercollegiate gridiron. What is it, then, that holds our conglomerate society together? With all the causes of faction and division, what is it that makes the whole cohere? There must be something in the life of our body politics, for in spite of all the disruptive forces, in peace and in war, the nation, for over one hundred and fifty years, has held together.

It is encouraging to note, in the first place, that these divisions are nothing new. The present agitation in political circles, induced by Catholic interest in public school money, is a mere echo of the thunders of the “Know-Nothing” agitations of sixty years ago. We will always have some “Klansmen” with us. Likely, all that we can ask is that they go unmasked.

The newer and more accurate historians of our Revolutionary War indicate very clearly that sentiment in the colonies was anything but unified. John Adams says that in Massachusetts, likely the most patriotic colony, nearly forty-five percent of the people were opposed to the Revolution. (Curiously enough, the loyal people in those days were those that supported the king. In this case, as often, the revolutionist of one period becomes the patriot of another.)

Thursday, January 16, 2014

All Souls

/ Jesse Halsey / November 1934 / Part I

The ship in which Paul sailed toward Rome can be taken as a cross-section of society—then or now. The capitalistic owner and galley slaves. Sailors and land lubbers. Prisoners and police. Soldiers and civilians. A minister of the gospel, a writer, a physician—all sorts and conditions of men.

The Morro Castle disaster apparently is not the first time when sailors showed the “white feather.” Under pretext of putting out an anchor, the sailors on the SS “Castor and Pollux” sought to escape in the one remaining lifeboat. Paul’s word to the Centurion, “Except these abide in the ship, ye cannot be saved,” is a good word for each individual and group in our divided society, today. Each needs the other. It is impossible for the nation to come to its best or to go forward in any marked way, without the contribution that each group can make. There must be some common denominator.

This is equally true for all groups. The Catholic has something to add to our national life. We deeply sympathize with his insistence that religion enter into the education of children and if, by constitutional means, he can secure public funds, as good citizens and believers in democracy, I suppose, we will submit. On the other hand, we will make a vigorous fight to prevent this very thing, believing that our best contribution will be in support of a non-sectarian school system. The trouble with this situation is that most Protestants are anti-Catholic rather than pro-Protestant. For traditional and real causes they will fight Catholics, but when it comes to a positive support of their own churches, they are sadly lacking. Witness the attendance at worship in this church this morning, or in any other Protestant church in the city, unless it happens to be some anniversary or special occasion. A Protestantism that represents only animus toward other groups is entirely beside the point and unworthy.

I am ashamed to make any reference to my next point. It seems so obvious that denominational bounds within Protestantism are outgrown and “out-moded,” and yet we are farther away from any kind of coherent church unity than we were when I began my ministry, twenty-five years ago. The “world” outside, that incidentally contains many discerning people of good will, has little sympathy with our “unhealthy divisions.” They are a crying shame to heaven.

The first step toward a larger unity has been made in the Federal Council, which has had widely representative and capable leadership. No man today speaks with more spiritual authority and keen intelligence than Bishop McConnell, who speaks in our city next Sunday night. He has been one of the guiding spirits of the Federal Council.

The report on the steel situation fifteen years ago, violently opposed at the time, is now recognized as a masterly document that solved a problem in the field of labor that the government in Washington had failed to adjust. This report is an ample vindication of the Council and of future efforts in that direction from the same source, provided they be guided by the principle, which I would call Bishop McConnell’s “Principle of Prophesy,” which briefly is this: On the basis of the best information available, unprejudiced and gathered by experts from all sources, let the Church, in the name of justice and good will, indicate to economic and industrial groups the just policy, and you will have a prophetic voice speaking in no uncertain tones along lines that can be profitably followed. Put human interests ahead of property interests, with all the sanity and knowledge available! Apply the basic principles of the Gospel and the Church can still exercise its prophetic function. That endowment of power in other days came upon individuals, and that may happen again. But, more likely, it is destined in the future to speak through the combined intelligence of the Group.

Yes, we need each other. The Pacifist, in this present evil world, still needs the Militarist. Somewhere, between the two extremes, the public course must be charted. There are too many dangers for complete disarmament. On the other hand, all the enthusiasm of the sincere lovers of peace, all the good sense of statesmen, is needed to prevent the recurrence of war. It is an open question whether war ever accomplished any good commensurate with its awful cost. Nine-tenths of all our present day poverty, moral and economic alike, the world around, can be charged up the Great War. On this I feel strongly and would defend the right of any lover of peace, no matter how extreme, to have his say. But I am enough of a realist to know that in order to make substantial progress, any program, whether it be promoted by churchmen or politicians, must give the assurance of national security to citizens of my country in order to gain their support, tacit or enthusiastic. But more of this next Sunday, which happens to be Armistice Day.

In the present county elections the ugly form of Nazism rears its head. We owe a great debt to our Jewish citizens. In the city they are among our most intelligent and generous philanthropists. This has been true for nearly a century. In the religious field, they have been given a surprising number of outstanding leaders in our city. Culturally and economically they have been a great asset. In the last decade they have proved stalwart supporters, and furnished striking leadership for, the desperate political situation of this municipality. But, I predict that the election next Tuesday will temporarily eliminate some of our most useful public servants simply because they are Jews, for an over-seas hatred, due to historical and racial reasons, finds a strong reflection in “Zinzinnati.” “My beloved brethren, these things ought not so to be” . . . . “Except these abide in the ship, ye cannot be saved.”
 
Now I ask you, as I ask myself, what are the forces that cohere? What are the things that bind us together? This multitude of all sorts, who travel in the same ship of state. [With us, as of old, there are prisoners, and the problems of the under-world and the gangsters are forced home upon us every day. What have we to offset this and the hundred other ills that afflict us?

This was a food ship, in which St. Paul traveled, carrying to Rome the wheat for the daily dole. Our relief situation is nothing new. Make it acute enough however, and you have the seeds of revolution sprouting fast.]

I should say that very likely in American life the thing that most nearly binds us together into anything like a common unity is the Public School, which is worthy of our support in the present or any other tax levy; not for the mere learning of the Three R’s, but enough money available for adequate equipment and a well-paid teaching staff that has had access to all the educational and cultural advantages of our time, that they may pass these on, consciously and unconsciously, to our children. Not a stereotyped, inflexible system that teaches by rote the ‘Law of the Twelve Tables’ or an interpretation of the Constitution sanctioned by the Sons of the Revolution—or the Daughters, but an intelligent, constructive educational policy that teaches the value of all that is good in the past and yet recognizes the inevitability of change. Over every public school might be written into the motto: “Prove all things; hold fast that which is good.”

Organizations like the Boy Scouts, the Red Cross, the present non-sectarian policies of the Y.M. and Y.M.C.A; these, and any other groups for young people or adults, that give them a cross-section of the community, that force people of all sorts and conditions to mix and to mingle—as they must have done on the little ship that sailed to Rome, these “two hundred, three score and sixteen souls,” learning to dislike each other and, in emergencies, to admire each other and depend upon each other for mutual help and support; all the things in our common life that acquaint us with each other, our strong cohesive forces.

And, the religion of Christ, by all means, ought to be one of these unifying factors. If Protestantism has been divisive, let us change its character. Paul said that Christ came to break down “a middle wall of partition” and that without this the Cross of Christ would become of no effect. Whatever the first century Christians may have done in this regard (there are the marks and wounds of strife in the Book of Acts), whatever they may have done or failed to do, our present interpretation of Christianity in Protestant circles is far from “breaking down” any walls. We have as many prejudices as have our Catholic neighbors, only theirs take a different form. Their united front and policy, of opposition to all who do not agree with them in theory, of course, is the very antithesis of the Gospel. Let it be a lesson to us.

Like these ancient mariners, we have thrown overboard much of the tackling of the ship. There is not much water between our keel and the rocks. Shipwreck may be ahead. If all abide in the ship, if there is a unified purpose of good will, all will come safe to land, though it may be on broken pieces of the ship.

No one is wise enough to predict the future. There are certain great and abiding principles that ought, however, to direct our life, individual and social. These have been defied; that is our trouble today. Old-fashioned honesty, a simple faith in action; these have been largely lacking in the setup of the last twenty years. We have become too sophisticated. There are many new helps to navigation, thanks to Lord Kelvin and a hundred others, but none of them can afford to neglect the stars. Like these ancient sailors, “we have cast our anchors out of the stern and long for the day.” Serious thought has been forced upon us and as we revamp our plans for the future, in the Spirit of Christ, regardless of what our traditional religious prejudices have indicated, we ought to go forward with our main reliance on the Ethical Gospel of our Lord. There is salvation in no other Name; and that, in the barest terms, He said, was to love God with heart, soul and mind and ones neighbor as one’s self.

We need a new infusion of the fear of the Lord, reverence for the Highest and Best, a new appreciation of good will and brotherhood, a baptism of the spirit of love that suffers long and is kind, that never fails and cannot fail.

Wednesday, March 5, 2014

ALL SOULS; Acts 27:37


Jesse Halsey | 1934 | Part II 
Private collection
  
“And there were in all the ship two hundred, three score and sixteen souls.”

In a neighboring factory, one day last week, an emery wheel “let go,” as they say, and flying off into space, worked havoc. Something in the conglomerate composition of the carborundum was not able to stand the stress, and break-up resulted. This is a picture, to many contemporary minds, of our civilization. It is flying to pieces. On the other hand, there are many whose picture is much more moderate. Forces of disintegration are undoubtedly at work, they say, and for better or for worse, changes have come and are coming; but the essential fabric is sound. The emery wheel still revolves and has cutting quality, though its spindle may be slightly eccentric.

No one but the extreme Tory believes that the machinery of our social and political life is in anything like perfect alignment. To begin with, there are no end of personal and party differences. The President last week very pointedly told the bankers that their group did not agree among themselves. There is certainly a divided counsel in the administration itself. No one can predict whether it will swing right or left. Take any church group, and it is hard to find a dozen people who absolutely agree about any one thing.

Four ministers sat at lunch last Friday. After rather vigorously criticizing the President, one of them pointed out that if they four were committed with the destiny and policy of their own denomination, they could not agree among themselves, not only in details of administration, but on some points of, what their fathers would have considered, basic theology.

Everywhere you find it:
Catholic versus Protestant
Jew versus Gentile
Democrat versus Republican
Charter versus Organization
Blacks versus Whites
Capital versus Labor
The haves versus the have-nots
Conservative versus Radical
Pacifist versus Militarists

The list could easily be doubled. It looks like a football schedule, only in this game there is generally less sportsmanship than is manifest on the intercollegiate gridiron. What is it, then, that holds our conglomerate society together? With all the causes of faction and division, what is it that makes the whole cohere? There must be something in the life of our body politics, for in spite of all the disruptive forces, in peace and in war, the nation, for over one hundred and fifty years, has held together.

It is encouraging to note, in the first place, that these divisions are nothing new. The present agitation in political circles, induced by Catholic interest in public school money, is a mere echo of the thunders of the “Know-Nothing” agitations of sixty years ago. We will always have some “Klansmen” with us. Likely, all that we can ask is, that they go unmasked.

The newer and more accurate historians of our Revolutionary War indicate very clearly that sentiment in the colonies was anything but unified. John Adams says that in Massachusetts, likely the most patriotic colony, nearly forty-five percent of the people were opposed to the Revolution. (Curiously enough, the loyal people in those days were those that supported the king. In this case, as often, the revolutionist of one period becomes the patriot of another.)

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Lt. Richard Terry Geneaological Record


GENEALOGICAL RECORD: Lt. RICHARD TERRY to BREWSTER TERRY
 
Prepared by the Rev. Jackob Mallman, Shelter Island N.Y. [This MMS. which was prepared by Rev. Jacob Mallman, is the property of Mrs. Edward P. White, Southampton, N.Y.]

ABSTRACTS FROM THE TERRY GENEALOGY: FIRST GENERATION

Liet. Richard Terry, born in England 1618, married about 1649 died at Southold 1678.

Abigail _______, born ____ ______, died after 1686.

CHILDREN
1.     Abigail, born March 7, 1650, married about 1672, Thomas Rider.
2.     Gershom, born Nov. 7, 1652, married about 1680, Deborah Wells.
3.     Nathaniel, b. Jan. 1658,; m. Nov 30, 1682, Mary Horton, (M.I. 809)
4.     Sarah, born August 1658.
5.     Richard, b. Mar. 25, 1660/ 1, m. July 1719, Wid. Martha Benjamin (S.R.)
6.     John, b. May, 1662, M. Hannah Moore (S.T.R., Vol. 1, p. 40).
7.     Samuel, born April 1664.
8.     Elizabeth, born April 2, 1668. (Shouldn’t this be 1666? Y.O.W.)
9.     Mary, born February, 1668.
10.   Bethiah, b. Sept. 13, 1672,           m. 1st. June 7, 1693, Thomas Goldsmith
2nd, 1710 Thomas Mapes
3rd, 1714, Richard Steer (M.I., p. 82)
                        Bethiah died October 11, 1739, ae. 67 (S.R.)

The record of the names and births of the children of Richard Terry are entered on the Southold Town Records, p. 117, Lib. B., by Richard Terry himself. (See the printed Records, Vol. 1, p. 464). Richard Terry was Recorder of the Town from 1661—1672—4.

Richard Terry, ae. 17; Robert Terry, ae. 25; and Thomas Terry ae. 28; left England for New England on July 13, 1635, in the “James,” John May, Master, having a certificate from the minister of the parish, stating their “conformity” in religion to the State Founders of N.E., p. 39).

In Drake’s Founders of N.E., Richard Terry is spoken of as going to New Haven, and in 1640 as going to Southold with the Rev. John Young, c. (See Hallock’s Genealogy by Rev. Wm. A. Hallock.)

Thomas Rider’s Will, dated April 11, 1699, speaks of brother-in-laws, Nathaniel and Gershom Terry. (Early L.I. Wills, p. 176)

Nathaniel Moore’s Will, dated April 10, 1698, speaks of son-in-law, John Terry. (Early L.I. Wills, p 159)

The family of Terry was an early one, and furnished officeholders repeatedly. There were four original and early settlers on Long Island.

Richard Terry was a witness to a sale of land by Pankamp to William Salmon in February, 1645. (S.T. R. Vol. 2, p. 276)

Thomas Terry, who signed an agreement with Captain Howe, of Lynn, for settlement on Long Island, and Richard Terry, fixed themselves at Southold; and two of them, at least, left families.

Robert Terry, who came with Thomas and Richard from England, became an early settler of Long Island, being a witness to an Indian deed in 1640. He was a patentee of Flushing, L.I., in 1666, and was living there in 1670. (Moore’s Address, Southold Celebration, p. 147)

Richard Terry lived next to Thomas Scudder in Southold. About 1673, he moved to Cutchogue where he owned a large tract of land including a part of Pequash, or “Quasha” Neck. (History of Suffolk County, Munsell, 1882.) (S.T.R., Vol. 1, p. 39).

Richard Terry is called “Lieutenant” by his son Gershom in a release which Gershom gives to his brother Richard. (See Release, p. 5)

1635.    Sailed from England, ae17, with Thomas, ae 28, and Robert, 25, in the “James” for New England.
1662.    Admitted freeman of Connecticut Colony, residing at Southold.
1665.    Deed (Richard & Abigail) to Thomas Moore, commonage.
1665/6.  An appraiser of William Salmon’s Estate.
1676.    Will proved. Lib. 1, N.Y. 237
1683.    Widow Terry rated 97
1686.    Abigail Terry having one male and two females in her family. (M.I., p. 39)

ABSTRACT OF RICHARD TERRY’S WILL

Richard Terry, Southold, leaves to wife, Abigail, during her life “the commodations in Town and house and lot that properly belong to the house; that is the 4 acres joins to the house, with the orchard. And 8 acres of land that lies at the North Sea, and 2 acres in Calves Neck, and one acre in the old field, and two acres of meadow in the Great Meadow at Catchache.” To son, Samuel, the other half “and a piece of meadow that was my brother Thomas Terry’s.” Leaves to daughter, Abigail, 20 acres of land lying in the Forth Neck to her and heirs. “that is to say, Thomas Rider’s heirs.” Leaves to sons Nathaniel and Richard “my house and the land which I live upon here at Squash Neck,” with the meadow in Fresh Meadow, when Richard is 21. Leaves to son John, after his wife’s decease, “the house and accommodations in Towne.” “I leave all my children to be at my wife’s command to be educated and brought up both for the good of their souls and Body’s” till the sons are 21 and the daughter, 18. Leaves to son Samuel, 2 acres of meadow at Ackabache. Will not dated. Makes wife and son Gershom executors. Witnesses Barnabas Wyndos, Sarah Wyndes.

“Postscript.—When my wife sees cause to live in the Towne, my three eldest sons are to fitt and repair her house in a habitable and comfortable manner.” The Will having been proved at last Court of Sessions in Southold, the Executors were confirmed May 13, 1676. (Abstract of Wills, Vol. 1, p. 35, N.Y. Hist. Society.)

SECOND GENERATION.

Gershom, s. Lieut. Richard and Abigail Terry, b. Nov. 7, 1652; m. about 1680; died Mar. 14, 1724/5 ae. 74 (S. R. ) M. Deborah Wells da. of the 1st William Wells of Southold; b. about 1662. (C.B. Moore Children:--

Richard, b. about 1683, M. ___ Martha Pain
Gershom, b. Sept. 1, 1684, M. __________ Mary________
Deborah ____
Bathseheba or Barsheba, ______
Abigail
Mehetable_______
David, b. probably after 1698, m. Feb. 23, 1737/8, Mehetable Aldridge.
Mary, b. ________ under 18, 1725 (M.I.)   

1724/5   Feb. 27, d. , Terry, Gershom, June. (S.R.)
1724/5   Mar. 14, 1724/5. Terry, Gershom, Sen., ae 40-5-27 (M.C.)
1676.    Land at C. given to him by his f’s Will.
1678.    United in deed to Edward Petty, common land.
1683.    Rated at 84.
1686.    2 males and 2 females in his family.
1702/3. Deed to Richard Terry, 10 acres near Inlet.
1703/4   Deed from Providence Rider, 20 acres wood, Fort Neck.
1703/4   Deed Mordicai Homan, wood on Pinsquash Neck.
1714.    Deed to John Terry, 25 acres near the Inlet.
1714.    Deed to his brother, John, several parcels. (M. I. P. 116)

Joshua Wells calls Gershom Terry his “Brother-in-law” in a deed dated Feb. 3, 1706. (T.S.R., p. 320). Will of Nathaniel Pain, dated Dec. 17, 1731, mentions son-in-law, Richard Terry.

GERSHOM TERRY’S RELEASE, 1709, TO NATHANIEL AND RICHARD TERRY

To all Christian People to whom these present shall come. Gershom Terry, of ye Town of Southold in ye County of Suffolk in the Colony of N.Y. in America, yeoman, Sendeth greeting;--Whereas Lieut. Richard Terry, lateof ye said Town, Deceased: and father of him the said Gershom Terry, by his last will baring date July the 6th, 1675, amongst other bequests did give unto his 3rd son, Richard Terry, with his 2nd son, Nathaniel Terry, all his land and meadow at Squashneck within town ship of Southold aforesaid, as by ye said will reference being thereunto had will plainly appear; wh said land & meadow is since divided between said Richard & Nathl his brother, and in the possession of each of them according to ye true intent and meaning of ye said wil, & whereas it is thought that ye said will doth not make a sufficient title unto ye said Richd Terry of ye Town and country aforesaid yeoman; as for divers good causes & considerations him thereunto moving: as also for the sum of 5 shillings lawful money of the said Colony to him ye said Gershom Terry by ye said Richd Terry well and truly paid at & before ye signing & Delivering here of: the receipt whereof he ye said Gershom Terry doth hereby ackowledge himself therewith fully satisfy and paid, and every part thereof doth clearly acquit exonorate & discharge ye said Richd Terry his brother. Heirs, executors & administrators for ever by these present, hath remised, released & forever quitt claimed, and by these presents for him selfe and his Heirs doth remise, release & for ever quit claime unto ye said Richd Tery in his full & peaceable possession & seizing, and to His Heirs and assignes for ever all such right estate title interest & demand whatsoever as he ye said Gershom Terry had or ought to have in or to all the said lands and meadows soe given unto ye said Richd Terry by ye said will as above mentioned by an waies means whatsoever to hve and to hold all the said lands & meadows soe given unto ye said Richd Terry by ye said will as above said with ye appurtenances thereunto belong unto him the said Richd Terry his Heirs & assignes: to ye only use and behoofe of him ye said Richd Terry, his Heirs & assignes for ever, soe that neither he the said Gershom Terry nor his Heirs, nor any other person or persons for him or them or in his or their names or in ye name & right or stead of any of them; shall or will or any way or means hereafter; have claim, challeng or demand any estate, right title or interest of in or to ye said premises or any part or parcel thereof, but from all & every action right, estate, title, Interest & Demand of in or to ye premises or any part or parcel thereof they and every oof them Shall be utterly excluded & barred for ever by these presents: & also ye said Gershom Terry & his heirs the said lands, meadows & other ye premises with ye appurtenances to ye said Richard Terry his Heirs & assignes: to his & their own proper use & uses in manner & forms afore specified against their Heirs & assignes & every of them, shall warrant & forever defend by these presents: In witness whereof ye said Gershom Terry hath hereunto sett his hand & fixed his seale on ye 27 day 1 Oct. & in ye year of our Lord hrist, 1709.

Gershom Terry
In ye presence of us
John Dains, Benj. Youngs.

NOTE [J.M.]
I have not been able to find any will of Gershom Terry, Sr.

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NOTE: The following Abstract of Gershom Terry’s Will, Dated Feb. 25th, 1724/5 will establish the line of descent, as it not only mentions the names of his own family, but his brother’s name, Richard Terry, thru whom the line of descent from the first Richard Terry to Dr. Arthur Terry, is traced. (J.M.)

ABSTRACT OF GERSHOM TERRY JR’S WILL.

In the name of God, Amen. Feb. 25, 1724/5, I Gershom Terry, Jr., of Southold in Suffolk Co., being very sick, I leave my wife, Mary, one third of he lot of land where my new dwelling house stands, and one third of all my buildings and one third of my land on the south side of the highway, over against the house lot, to improve the same during the itme she shall remain my widow and no longer. Also two oxen, “one choice horse,” three cows and six sheep and two feather beds, “one that was her father’s and one that she shall choose.” Also forty pound worth out of my household goods. I leave to my second son, David Terry, all my lot of land in the second division at Accobouge, and one half of my lot of land in Corchoque division, lying between the land of Barnabas Wines and Widow Martha Reeve. Also that parcel of land which I purchased from Joseph Wood in Corchoque division of lands. Also one choice horse, one gun and five pounds. I leave to my daughter Mary Terry, one good feather bed and furniture and thirty puond when she is eighteen. I leave to Gershom Terry my first and eldest son, all the rest of my house and building, and the rest of my meadows to my three children, Gershom David and Mary. I appoint my wife Mary and my brother Richard Terry executors.

NOTE: Craven’s History of Mattituck makes mention, p 49 of the above property and the passing of same from Gershom to his son David, by will, 1725. (Y.O.W.)

Witnesses, James Reeve, Joseph Goldsmith, Thomas Reeve.

Proved Nov. 26, 1726, ‘Abstract of Wills, Vol. II, p. 334, N.Y. Hist. Soc’y.

Note: An important quit-claim of Gershom Terry, Sr., appears in the S.T.R., Vol. II, p 285. Mentions bortheres John and Samuel.

Gershom Terry Jr., (son of Gershom Terry and Deborah Wells) was born 1684/5 died Feb. 27, 1724; married Mary (perhaps) Case who died after 1742/3.

Gershom Terry, 3rd, (son of Gershom Terry Jr., and Mary Terry) was born 1710, died April 1777; married Mary Wells (daughter of Joshua Wells). Born _____ died ______, married Nov. 1, 1733.

Brewster Terry (son of Gershom and Mary (Wells) Terry) was born Jan. 29, 1732, died Aug. 23, 1796, married Elizabeth Davis (daughter of Elija or Elijah Davis who was Qr. Mr. in Capt. David Mulford’s (Fourth Company) Mather’s Refugees pp 1060, 1061)). Elizabeth Davis Terry born Jan. 6, 1748, died at Farmingville, 1843, married 1764.

Their children viz:---
Mary                 born August 1, 1765, died May 9, 1855, married David Tuthill (Great-grand parents of Mrs. Arthur H. Terry).

Daniel (NOTE: Lizbeth Halsey White: "my great grand father")
                        Born Aug. 11, 1767, died Sept. 20, 1846, married Lydia Homan (born August 5th, 1775), Aug. 31, 1794. Dau. Ebenezer Homan—See Mathers p. 592, 998, 1057, 1060.

Brewster, Jr.,      born March 29, 1770, married Hannah Hulse. Their son Brewster married Uramia Davis, dau. Bryant Davis.

Charlotte            born March 5th, 1772.

Joshua               born May 28, 1775.

David                born April 5th, 1777.

John                  born August 22, 1782. [died before 1790]

Nancy                born June 11, 1784

Elijah                born Feb. 14, 1787; died Sept. 26, 1850; married Caroline Overton (Born May 28, 1802), June 6, 1825. She died Jan. 4, 1881.

John (after the death of the first John)
                        born October 16th, 1790.

Frances              born Sept. 7, 1794.

WILL OF RICHARD TERRY. (Richard Terry was brother to Gershom Terry, Jr.)

In the name of God, Amen. Feb. 7, 1767. I Richard Terry of Southold, in Suffok Co. I leave my eldest son Richard, all my lnad wh I bought of Nathl Drake, in the town of Roxbury, N.J. and £5. I leave to my son Gershom all the land where I now live “containing 2 lots commonly called The Two Hundred Acres,” with all buildings. Also all my meadow in the madow called Great Meadow at Cutchoque, and 10 rights in the commons of Southold. And he is to pay my son Jonathan £50, and to my son Joshua £200. “He is also to pay my bond given to support the gospel in Cuchoque. “His mother is also to possess and enjoy the east room in my new dwelling house and kitchen, “and have her fire wood brought to her door, fitted to burn” and 2 cows, and ¼ of an acre of land for a garden, and 12 bushel of wheat, and 12 of corn, and 12 pounds of wool, & 20 of flax, & 708 lbs. of Beef, 15 of Tallow, ¼ of all the fruit. I leave to my son Jonathan, two rights of Meadow Common in Southold, and a lot of meadow I bought of William Coleman. “And all my right of land in the old Manor called “The Old Sheep Manor”; and 2 rights & ½ in Patnet of St. George, lying between Peconic River and the Old Country Road. Also a lot on the South side of Peconic River, of undivided land. I leave to my son Joshua 3 Rights of Common Meadow, not laid out in Southold. Also ½ of a lot on the south side of Peconic River. I leave to my son Elijah, all my land lying in the Indian Neck, be it more or less, and all my meadow admjoing thereto. Also my 2 & ½ lots in the patent of St. George, lying between the old Country road and the Wading River Patent. Also a lot on the south aq side of Peconic River. Also all my Right lying in Cupsoque, and all my rights in Southampton Commons. I also leave him £36. I leave my wife Martha, all the rest of my movable estate during her widowhood, and then to our daughters Martha Well and Deborah Goldsmith. I make my son Joshua, & my wife executors.

Witnesses: Joshua Case, Jonathan B. Norton, John Wells.
Proved: Dec. 16, 1767.

NOTE: The Cupsoque meadows are on the South Beach at the line between the towns of Southampton and Brookhaven. (W.S.P) (Abstract of Wills, Vol. 7, p. 150. N.Y. Hist. Soc’y)

Handwritten note: This Richard Terry was a grandson of Richard1

ABBREVIATIONS: 
S.T.R. Southold Town Records, In 2 Vols.
M.I. Moore’s Index
S.R. Salmon Recod
C.B. Moore  Author of Moore’s Index and Moore’s Address
M.C. Mattituck Cemeterry.
T.S.R. Stuart T. Terry’s Salmon Record
M.C.R. Mattituck Church Records.
S.C.R. Southold Church Records

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

from "Among the Deep Sea Fishers" | April 1911


Toronto, April, 1911

Dr. Grenfell’s absence in England has meant the cessation of the “log” and there is but little information to hand of the winter doings at the hospitals. The Christmas festivities at St. Anthony seem to have been most successful. A member of the staff writes: “We are now well started on the new year and bright Christmas season when so far away from our own kith and kin. I must tell you about our employees’ dinner which we served in the waiting room on Monday following Christmas to forty-three people. I had the room cleared and picnic tables made in such form that Dr. Little and Mr. Halsey were able to sit at the two ends and carve. It gave more dignity to the occasion and was a great joy to the people. The tables we made as pretty as possible with our simple decoration of paper napkins, mottoes, pickles, cheese, berries, raisins, figs, etc. Then we served soup, venison, potatoes, cabbage, plum pudding, ice cream, etc. At the end of the meal each person received a box of candy and a gift as well. Mr. Forbes managed the phonograph throughout the meal, and before they all departed a flashlight was taken. All went quietly and smoothly and from what I have heard was evidently a great success. Dr. Little I know was pleased. The orphans’ tree followed at 4 p.m. and gave a tremendous deal of pleasure, not only to children, but to the grown people as well, for Santa Claus in the person of Mr. Halsey and his two sons, Mr. Write and Mr. Evans, came flying down the Fox Farm Hill on a komatik drawn by two reindeer. It was so very real and made it so much more impressive.”

Dr. Little writes under date of the 15th of January: “All goes well at St. Anthony. Dr. Wakefield started yesterday for the Straits with ten fine dogs and Aleck Simms as driver. . . We have all been struggling through a grippe epidemic but it is over and all are well. There is no special news. Things are pretty well started. Night school with two classes, men and boys; club for the men; Legion of Frontiersmen; Bible class for the girls; choir, etc. etc. All are awfully good about doing anything.”

While in England the Kin honoured him [Grenfell] by giving him a long and special audience, and though he was ostensibly taking a holiday he did not by any means neglect the opportunity of arousing interest in his work. The following report of one magnificent meeting in Queen’s Hall, London, shows that his simple earnest tale of the needs of his people and his aims for their betterment has lost none of its power:

“An expectant crowd that filled Queen’s Hall from area to top gallery welcomed ‘Grenfell of Labrador’ with British enthusiasm on Monday evening. Norman Duncan has made Dr. Grenfell’s work known far and wide in this country, and although one of the journalists who interviewed the Doctor last week confessed to an absolute ignorance of the geographical situation of Labrador, probably every one in the audience could have come through an examination with better results than that. From the first row Field Marshal Lord Grenfell followed his relative’s story with keen interest, and there were many well known people in the audience.

Sir Ernest Shackleton presided with that peculiar sea-dog air of his. He told us that there were five members of his Antarctic expedition present, and not a few of us who have read his book would have dearly liked to see those men paraded on the platform. Standing in the centre of the platform, his broad shoulders on the slant and his hands clasped for all the world as if he were hauling in the slack of the mainsheet, the hero of the South Polar expedition declared, in his bluff way, that the mass of the civilized world had come to appreciate the great work done by a man who was trying to do his best for the bodies and the souls of ‘nameless men who nameless rivers travel, and in strange valleys meet strange deaths alone.’ A happy, poetical description of Dr. Grenfell’s life work!

Thursday, December 5, 2019

A Living Hope

30 March 1929 | Cincinnati Enquirer

A Living Hope by Dr. Jesse Halsey, Minister of the Seventh Presbyterian Church

God and Father—Our Lord Jesus Christ—A Living Hope—The Resurrection—An
Inheritance Incorruptible—I. Peter 1:3-4

Easter comes with its message of Hope and Courage; like all deep things it begins in mystery. We don’t pretend to understand all that happened on the first Easter Day nineteen centuries ago, but we believe that the Lord Jesus showed Himself alive to his friends, and that in their new-found faith they went out to transform the world. Faith in God leads one to expect the great and mysterious. We live in no simple world; mystery—the mystery of life and death—surrounds us. We reach out beyond the things we see.

I believe first of all because I want to believe. One, at times, may argue the question of immortality and consider the case unproven, but let some one of his own flesh and blood pass within the veil and reason surrenders the place to love, so that many a hard man has set his face toward God in hope of one day seeing a little head on which the sun is ever shining. Napoleon said that the heart was a place in the body where two large veins met, and that a statesman needed to have his heart in his head. The same ideal possesses the formal philosopher. It is only when one says with Tennyson, “I have felt,” that he will experience the strong urge of the unseen world. “I can’t and I won’t disbelieve.”

This does not mean that our hopes are unreasoned and are but a fond imagination. There are good and sufficient reasons for believing, but first comes the attitude of mind and heart that is positive, constructive, and desirous.

We are citizens of two worlds. One is material and tangible, like water; the other is spiritual, unseen, intangible, like air. But the latter is no less real than the former. Our bodies are of the earth earthy, but we are spirit, living in a transitory earthly tenement. Some day we will slip off this “body of humiliation,” but the eternal spirit will take its way to God, who is the Author of life and our Eternal Home.

It is not selfishness that makes us want to live on, but a stern conviction that the best that the universe knows is that spiritual reality, which we vaguely call personality. The faith and hope and love that we have experienced in life—our friendships, all convince us of the value of persons. If anything in the universe has permanence, it ought to be these supreme values. Such values we enthrone at the heart of things in God.

And in Jesus Christ we have seen all lovely qualities incarnate. His life—so beautiful, so strong—we call divine. Is it reasonable to think that reality like this goes out in death? Can a few nails and a Roman spear end such a life? If death could destroy Jesus Christ I find my essential faith destroyed—faith in the reality of all human values; faith in God; faith in reason; faith in an ordered universe. Then the materialist is right—biochemistry explains everything in the realm of human life and faith and love and hope mean nothing!

So while we keep the feast of the Savior’s Immortality we pause in grateful remembrance of all the pure and beautiful souls who have walked with us in strength and gentleness and love. We are strengthened in the assurance that what was bound up with our life and made a dear part of our being cannot be lost; that they and we are safe in the hands of God our Father, who brought Jesus Christ through the experience of death into a new life which those who follow Him may share. God is the God of this and every world, visible and invisible. Character like Christ’s resides in Him, and He is pledged by the very nature of His being to honor the supreme qualities for which the whole creation labors.