Connected Bloodlines
Our 17th and 18th Century English and Scottish Immigrants
Having been born and raised in a working class family in Sioux Falls, South Dakota, the fact that I was a "Lowell" was a big deal. Never mind that the circumstances of my life were about as removed as they could be from the East Coast Lowells of Harvard and the literary Lowells: James Russell, Robert, and Amy. They were still my family. However, none of my immediate family was as interested in genealogy as I. One of the stories that I remember from childhood was that my great-great-great-grandfather, Samuel Lowell, married a woman by the name of Hannah Lowell, so that her full married name was "Hannah Lowell Lowell." And, given that this was South Dakota, my family elders were always quick to add that of course, Samuel and Hannah weren't related (which, as I discovered later, was untrue-they were first cousins). The era of this great-great-great-grandfather was the farthest back that my family could go at that time.
As an adult, I discovered the book The Historic Genealogy of the Lowells of America from 1639 to 1899, written by Delmar R. Lowell and published in 1899. Fortunately for me, my great-grandfather, John Russell Lowell, was listed in the book so my knowledge of my Lowell ancestry grew by quantum leaps with little work required on my part. I discovered that I was a thirteenth generation Lowell in the United States. The immigrant Lowell was Percival Lowle, who arrived in Massachusetts in 1639, having left Bristol, England, with two sons, John and Richard, and a daughter. Through the European ancestors of the Lowells and their spouses, I am linked to the royal houses of numerous countries in Europe. The descendants of Percival's older son, John Lowell, were the wealthy society families of New England, the educators and presidents of Harvard, and the literary figures mentioned earlier. The descendants of Percival's younger son, Richard Lowell, eventually migrated northeast to Maine and became known as the Maine Lowells, of which I am a part. These Lowells were shipbuilders, pioneers, successful farmers and business people. My 5-greats-grandfather, Reuben Lowell, settled in Farmington, Maine, in 1794 and his son and grandson (the aforementioned Samuel Lowell) lived and farmed outside Farmington in the small town of Chesterville. Samuel Lowell's youngest son, John Fairfield Lowell, my great-great-grandfather, left New England and along with his bride, Wealthy Viola Furbish, ran lumber camps in Illinois and Wisconsin. After John Fairfield Lowell had made a number of investigatory trips to Dakota Territory, he and his family officially moved in 1884. They rented a boxcar on the train, loaded Wisconsin lumber in the bottom half, and traveled with their animals and household goods on the top of the lumber in this boxcar, to Yankton, Dakota Territory, where the train tracks ended. They then traveled via wagons pulled by oxen to what would become their home place, located about 12 miles west of Sioux Falls, South Dakota. My great-grandfather, grandfather, and father remained in Sioux Falls, South Dakota. Wealthy Viola Furbish, my great-great-grandmother, was Scottish. Her 8-greats- grandfather, William Furbush, arrived in the Colonies in 1650, having been a Scottish supporter of Prince Charles, captured as a prisoner in the Battle of Dunbar in September 1650, one of 3,000 prisoners imprisoned in Durham Cathedral, and then shipped as an indentured servant to America. He and 16 other Scots were sent to the lumber mills of Kittery, Maine, where they worked off their indenture. Abraham Furbush, Viola's father, eventually settled in Freeman, Franklin County, Maine. Through the Furbish family, I am also linked to the royal houses of England, Scotland, Wales, and Ireland.
While living in Boston in my early 30s, I took special pride in the folk-saying attributed to John Collins Bossidy:
"And this is good old Boston, Of course, there are some variations to this ditty, regarding who spoke to whom, but it didn't really matter to me. This individual with the blue-collared roots was right up there in the pecking order of the blue-blooded Yankees. What more could I ask for!
Gerald Lowell 18 October 2008 |