Egbert Ten Eyck - Life

Life

He graduated from Williams College in 1799. Then he studied law at Albany, New York, was admitted to the bar in 1807, and practiced in Watertown. He married Rebecca Pearce, and their children were Anthony Ten Eyck, Catherine Ten Eyck, Lydia Maria (Ten Eyck) Mullin (married to Judge Joseph Mullin), Robert Ten Eyck and Egbert Ten Eyck.

He was a member of the New York State Assembly in 1812-13. He was Supervisor of Jefferson County in 1816, Trustee of the Village of Watertown in 1816, and one of the incorporators of the Jefferson County National Bank. He was First Secretary of the Jefferson County Agricultural Society in 1817, President of the Village of Watertown in 1820, and was a delegate to the New York State Constitutional Convention of 1821. He was First Judge of the Jefferson County Court from 1820 to 1829.

Ten Eyck was elected to the 18th, and declared re-elected as a Jacksonian to the 19th United States Congress, holding office from March 4, 1823, to December 15, 1825, when his election was successfully contested by Daniel Hugunin, Jr. Afterwards Ten Eyck resumed the practice of law.

He died on April 11, 1844, the same day as Micah Sterling who had preceded him in Congress, and both were buried at the Brookside Cemetery in Watertown.

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