An unusual spelling of the surname and a rather plain stone, although the text is nice.

A friend of mine has the last name of 'Dyer', a surname that might very well have a root in a name-by-profession (a Dyer, someone who makes dyes or employs them in fabrics they buy or manufacture by hand; or a variation on a printing or pressing metal or wooden die maker or carver). In the late 1600's, there was no guarantee of a formal education, even being able to spell or write (something that was highly prized, and could have much less literate people of wealth shanghaiing a scribe with the skills involved into service to their personal family or into 'vanity records') for most people outside of the ruling (or religious) class, and the carver may have been interpreting the name phonetically and going by how it sounded when he had it pronounced to him and when he pictured it in text prior to (or during) carving, not a name written down (which Hannah's widower husband or family might not have known how to do well, if at all).

This tombstone is certainly one of the oldest I've seen GravenImageCat post; with the person interred before it and beneath the ground just three hundred and forty-two years ago, if the inscription is accurate (and I have little doubt it was if a smith was employed and paid to carve it). She would've been born in 1660, and I find myself wondering if her mother was pregnant with her on the voyage to what would become the United States one day, or possibly even a tiny wee bit on the journey there. The sadness is that a tiny infant or youngster surviving a trip (which would be difficult for an adult under the best conditions in those days, much less a baby) or being born in the New World and surviving infancy, fate did not accord her a longer life than eighteen years' span.

-2Paw.