George Sydney Hawkins (1808-March 15, 1878) was a US Representative from Florida. Born in Kingston, Ulster County, New York; attended the common schools and was graduated from Columbia University, New York City; studied law; was admitted to the bar and practiced; moved to Florida and settled in Pensacola, Florida; served as captain in the Indian war of 1837; member of the Legislative Council of the Territory of Florida; appointed district attorney in 1841; appointed United States district attorney for the Apalachicola district in Florida in 1842; associate justice of the Florida Supreme Court 1846-1850; elected judge of the circuit court in January 1851; member of the Florida House of Representatives; served in the Florida State Senate; collector of customs for the port of Apalachicola; elected as a Democrat to the Thirty-fifth and Thirty-sixth Congresses and served from March 4, 1857, to January 21, 1861, when he withdrew; judge of the district court under the Confederate Government 1862-1865; commissioned by the legislation of 1877 to prepare a digest of the State laws of Florida; died in Marianna, Florida; interment in St. Luke's Episcopal Cemetery.
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| Preceded by Augustus Maxwell |
United States Representative (at large) from Florida 1857–1861 |
Succeeded by Charles Memorial Hamilton |
- George Sydney Hawkins at the Biographical Directory of the United States Congress
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| Name | Hawkins, George Sydney |
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| Short description | American politician |
| Date of birth | 1808 |
| Place of birth | Kingston, New York |
| Date of death | March 15, 1878 |
| Place of death | Marianna, Florida |
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