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  VEDDER, c.1635-aft.1742
Related Families:  Van Der Fort | Becker

Migration: Holland>N. Neth.>Albany, NY>Schenectady Co., NY

        (1)  Harmanus Albertse Vedder, born about 1635 in Holland, died about 1715 in Schenectady, New York; married twice but names are unknown.  He emigrated to New Netherlands before 1657.
        Harmen was one of the original settlers of Beverwyck, which later became Albany, New York. It is known that he lived there in 1657, and probably before that, because historical records indicate that in 1657 he sold his house and lot for 2,325 guilders to Rutger Jacobsen that year and returned to the Netherlands. He was at Coney Island in 1661 where he had a salt kettle. In 1663 he leased his farm at Schenectady to Symon Groot. In 1667 he was again living in Albany. Harmanus was named as a brother-in-law by Johannes Provoost on 9 April 1668 when he made over 830 guilders to Harmanus who was returning to Holland. Harmanus made the trip with other New York merchants to buy food.
        Schenectady, New York was founded by a group of fifteen colonists from Beverwyck in 1662.  In 1672 Harmanus bought a farm there and the next year he was one of the magistrates and appointed Schout.  In The History of the First Dutch Reformed Church of Schenectady: 1680-1880, by Jonathan Pearson, the founders of Schenectady are listed as being:

    Arent Van Curler
    Philip Hendricks Brouwer
    Marten Cornelise Van Esselstyn
    Catalyntje De Vas (or De Vos), widow of Arent Andriese Bratt
    Pieter Danielse Van Olinda
    Jacques Cornelise Van Slyck
    Symon Volkers Veeder
    Sander Leendertse Gleen
    Harmen Albertse Vedder
    Teunis Cornelise Swart
    William Teller
    Pieter Jacobse Borsboone
    Jan Barentse Wemp
    Gerrit Bancker
    Pieter Adriaense, alias Soegemakelyk
        Many of the early Dutch owned slaves. Thomas Burke in his book Mohawk Frontier: The Dutch Community of Schenectady, NY 1661-1710 gives a list of slaveholders and numbers of slaves owned in 1690 and 1697; Harmanus Vedder is listed as owning one slave in 1697.
Children by first wife:
  1. child, died 6 Dec 1662 in Albany, New York
  2. child, died 22 April 1665 Albany, New York
  3. Albert, born 10 May 1671, died 1 August 1753; married 17 November or December 1669 in Schenectady, New York, Maria Glen.  He was taken prisoner during the massacre at Schenectady in 1690.
  4. Harmanus, born about 1672, died before 13 August 1785; married first 10 December 1691 Albany, New York, Grietje Van Slyck Bratt; married second in Schenectady, New York, Ariantje Van der Volgen De Graff
Children by first or second wife:
  1. Arent, born about 1674, died between 1746 and 1755 in Schenectady, New York; married Sara Groot
Children by second wife:
  1. Angenietje, born about 1684, died April 1756; married 24 November 1700 in Schenectady, New York, Jan Van Antwerpen
  2. Johannes, mentioned below
  3. Corset, born about 1686, died between 1745 and 1748; married first on 3 March 1709 in Albany, New York, Margarita Berrit; married second on 11 March 1711 in Albany, New York, Neeltie Christianns


        (2)  Johannes Vedder/Veeder, born about 1685, died after 1749; married 8 July 1705 in Schenectady, New York, Maria Van Der Fort.  He was one of those taken prisoner, along with his brother Albert, during the 9 February 1690 raid and massacre at Schenectady by Frenchmen, Sault, and Algonquin Indians from Montreal.  A poem was written by one of the witnesses to the event.


  1. Annatie, baptized 21 June 1713 at Albany Reformed Church; married on 24 November 1739 at Schoharie Reformed Church, Pieter Becker, born in Rensselaerswyck (near Albany), New York, baptized 26 September 1708 in Albany Reformed Church, widower of Sara Slingerland.

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A BALLAD, by Walter Wilie

"In which is set forth the horrid cruellties practised by the French and Indians on the night of the 8th of last February. The which I did compose last night, in the space of one hour, and am now writing the morning of Fryday, June 12, 1690. W.W."
God prosper long our King and Queen,
Our lives safeties all,
A sad misfortune once there did
Schenectady befall.

 From forth the woods of Canada
The Frenchmen tooke their way
The people of Schenectady
To captivate and slay.

 They march'd for two twenty dais
All thro' the deepest snow
And on dismal Winter Night
They strucke the Cruel Blow.

 The lightsome sun that rules the Day
Had gone down in the West;
And eke the drowsy Villagers
Had sought and found their reste.

 They thought They were in Safetie all,
And dreampt not of the Foe;
But att Midnight They all awoke,
In Wonderment Woe.

 For They were in their pleasant Beddies,
And soundelie sleeping, when
Each door was sudden open broke
By six or seven Men.

 The Men and Women, Younge Olde,
And eke the Girls and Boys,
All started up in great Affright,
Att the alarming Noise.

 They then were murther'd in their Beddes,
Without shame or remorse;
And soon the Floores and Streets were strew'd
With many a bleeding corse.

The Village soon began to Blaze
Which shew'd the horrid sight--
But, O, I scarce can Beare to Tell
The Mis'ries of that Night.

They threw the Infants in the Fire,
The Men they did not spare;
but killed All which they could find
Tho' Aged or tho' Fair.

O Christe! In the still Midnight air,
It sounded dismally,
The Women's Prayers and the loud screams
Of their great Agony.

 Methinks as if I hear them now
All ringing in my ear;
The Shrieks and Groanes and Woefull sighs,
They utter'd in their Fear

 But some ran off to Albany,
And told the dolefull Tale;
Yett tho' We gave our cheerful aid,
It did not much avail.

 And we were horribly afraid,
And shook with Terror, when
They told us that the Frenchmen were
More than a Thousand Men.

 The news came on the Sabbath morn
Just att the Break of Day,
And with a companie of Horse
I galloped away

 But soone We found the French were gone
With all their great Booty;
And then their Trail We did pursue
As was our true Dutye.

 Our soldiers fell upon their Reare,
And killed twenty-five,
Our Young Men were so much enrag'd
They took scarce One alive.

 D'Aillebout Then did commande,
Which were but Theevish Rogues,
Else why did they consent and goe
With Bloodye Indian Dogges?

 And Here I end the long BALLAD
The Which you just have redde;
I wish that it may stay on earth,
Long after I am dead

 Walter Wilie - Albany, 12th of June, 1690