Mary "Polly" Young - Family

Family

Ned Young (c.1762–1800) and Toofaiti (c.1773–1831) had four children, all born on Pitcairn: Polly (c.1794–1843), George (c.1797–1831), Robert (c.1799–1831) and William, Mary Young's father (1799–1839). Mary's mother, Elizabeth "Betsy" Mills (1792–1883), also born on Pitcairn, was the older of two children born to Bounty mutineer John Mills (1749–1793) and his Tahitian wife Vahineatua (c.1772–c.1808). In 1811 Elizabeth married Matthew Quintal (1791–1814), the eldest of five children born to Bounty mutineer Matthew Quintal (1766–1799) and his Tahitian wife Tevarua (1774–1799). Described as violent and quick-tempered, the elder Quintal was killed, within eyesight of seven-year-old Elizabeth, by Ned Young and the other Bounty mutineer, John Adams (1767–1829). Three years after her marriage and the birth of two sons, John (1812–1838) and Matthew (1814–1865), Elizabeth was widowed when the younger Quintal was lost at sea. Nine years later, in 1823, she married William Young and, between 1823 and 1837, bore seven children: Mayhew (died following birth in 1823), Mary, her first daughter, then William Mayhew (1827–1876), Miriam (1829–1911), twins Lydia (1832–1883) and Dorcas (1832–1917) and, five years later, Robert, who died five months after birth in 1837.

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