Elizabeth Martin

1710 - 1757  (46 years)

• Name	Elizabeth Martin
  Birth	16 Dec 1710	Kentshire, England
  Gender	Female
  FSID	LZ28-FTT
  Death	9 Feb 1757	Charleston, South Carolina, United States
  Burial	11 Feb 1757	Charleston, South Carolina, United States
  Person ID	I38324	footsteps | Hayne, LucyHarrison
  Last Modified	21 Apr 2025

  
  

  Father	Patrick Martin,   b. Abt 1684, Kentshire, England d. 9 Jan 1711, Charlestown, North Carolina, United States (Age 27 years)
  Relationship	natural
  Mother	Hannah Martin,   b. Abt 1648   d. 1711, Charlestown, North Carolina, United States (Age 63 years)
  Relationship	natural
  Marriage	Abt 1709	Kentshire, England
  Family ID	F18983	Group Sheet  |  Family Chart

  
  

  Family	Jacob Motte,   b. 29 Nov 1700, County Dublin, Ireland d. 17 Jun 1770, Charleston, South Carolina, United States (Age 69 years)
  Marriage	1 Jan 1725	Charleston, South Carolina, United States
  Children	+ 1. Jacob Motte, II,   b. 15 Oct 1729, Charleston, South Carolina, United States d. 20 Jan 1780, Charleston, South Carolina, United States (Age 50 years)  [Father: natural]  [Mother: natural]
  Family ID	F19038	Group Sheet  |  Family Chart
  Last Modified	21 Apr 2025

  
  

• Notes

  The following paragraphs are from Margaret Haynes' "Items of Family History" written 1902; There had come from Barbados to Charles Town a couple by the name of Martin who had died leaving behind a daughter Betty, one of those rare creatures about whom legends spring up. Young she certainly was, but Jacob must have been mistaken when he wrote that she was fifteen at the time of her marriage, because the fame of her enchanting personality had already spread through the province, and she was the greatest belle who ever lived in Charles Town. Her charm became part of the old town's folk lore and survives in a song "Young Betty Martin, tip toe fine, couldn't get a husband to suit her mind." She had too many beaux, and she was very fickle. When sturdy, homely Jacob finally won her as his wife, he had fought a duel for her hand in St. Philip's churchyard with his most serious rival.