Our American Family - Person Sheet
Our American Family - Person Sheet
NameMary WAGSTAFF 24,591
Birth Dateabt 1734
Birth PlaceYork, Virginia
Birth Dateabt 1734
Birth PlaceMecklenburg, Virginia
Death Datebef Apr 1810 Age: 76
Death PlaceMecklenburg, Virginia
Birth Dateaft 1730
Birth PlaceCaroline, Virginia
Death Date1809 Age: 79
Death PlaceMecklenburg, Virginia
FatherPhilemon HURT Sr. (~1700-<1739)
MotherElizabeth POND (1700-)
Family ID4101
Marr Dateaft 1760
Marr PlaceMecklenburg, Virginia
ChildrenWilliam (?-<1830)
 Philemon (?-)
 James (?-1810)
 Moza (?-)
 Wagstaff (1788-)
 Sarah (?-)
 Polly (?-)
 Patience (1794-1835)
Notes for Mary WAGSTAFF
(1) Aug 2003: RootsWeb ocweb Clark Webster <OCWEB@aol.com> (2) Aug 2003: IGI
Notes for Philemon (Spouse 1)
(1) Aug 2003: Ancestors of Sarah Elizabeth Hurt by Karen A. Smith - www.familytreemaker.genealogy.com/users/s/m/i/Karen-A-Smith (2) Aug 2003: RootsWeb ocweb Clark Webster <OCWEB@aol.com> (3) Aug 2003: IGI
Notes for Philemon (Spouse 1)
They lived on land owned by his father-in-law, Basil Wagstaff. His estate was settled in 1812, will Book 7, page 294, Mecklenburg County, Virginia.
Notes for Philemon & Mary (Family)
After her divorce from Charles Wheelock, she went to San Francisco, California. Her children were listed with her in the 1880 census. After the death of Charles Wheelock’s second wife, Elizabeth Manchester Wheelock and Charles Wheelock remarried. She applied for his Civil War Pension after his death in 1910.
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