DIRECT LINE OF: Mitch Fincher; Robin Bratton;
by Alice Evans Allen
Maria Anderson Evans
and
Septima Anderson Fincher[ This document was originally obtained from Rosalie Daniel. Annagrace Fincher
typed the text into
the computer. My notes are enclosed in brackets. -Mitch Fincher July 8, 1996]After writing the following sketch of my Mother after she passed away, I had a
deep anxiety to
know more about her early life and her people. So, I decided in 1948 to make a
trip to Pendleton,
S.C., and the following sketches though meager were written for my family, but
I gladly share them
with my cousins and other descendants who are interested. -- Alice Evans
AllenThis copy was made by the granddaughter of Septima Anderson Fincher, Sister of
Maria Anderson
Evans who was the mother of Alice Evans Allen.
-- Rosalie DanielSKETCHES OF MY MOTHER - MARIA THOMAS
ANDERSONMy mother was born in Pendleton, South Carolina. Her father was Robert
Anderson, the third,
grandson of General Robert Anderson of Revolutionary fame, and her mother was
Mary Pickens,
granddaughter of Gen. Andrew Pickens who also fought in the same war. Here
these families lived
side by side and reared their children. At that time, Pendleton was a small
town, nestling among the
foothills of the northern border. The beautiful Seneca River flowed throughout
the valley. The Blue
Ridge Mountains, noted for their picturesque beauty, could be seen in the
distance.The land was very rich and fertile and many prominent and wealthy slave-owners
bought this land
for plantations and built for themselves beautiful and palatial homes. People
of talent and prominence
came to dwell here. They built fine schools and churches. It became noted for
its intelligence and
refinement and the deep religious atmosphere. The valley was divided into
districts. This one, like the
town, was called Pendleton. It was said to be about the size of Rhode Island
and although it was
small, was densely populated. Some of the most distinguished characters who
would do honor to
any age of the world's history were among those who came to dwell here, so
that Pendleton was
called the "Athens of the South."My mother was born, reared and educated under these influences and there was
deeply instilled into
her young life, the religious principles of the Christian Faith and the highly
educational advantages,
which fitted her for the useful life she would later live, serving humanity.She chose teaching as her profession and was teaching with her father, in a
girl's seminary in
Mississippi when she met my father, Jackson Evans, and later married him in
1863. He was
preparing to be a physician and doing work among the wounded and sick of the
army. After the war
was over, they moved to Texas and in 1873, they moved to Eastland Co. which
was then the
border of the Western frontier. He was the first physician in the county, and
his practice covered a
large, thinly settled country. There were often raids of hostile Indians and
one's life was always in
jeopardy. Mother was often left alone with us three small children, often at
night and through the
long days, but she was always so cheerful and brave, we never knew that danger
might be lurking
near. Although she was reared in a one of those fine old plantation homes with
negro slaves to come
and go at her bidding, she took up her duties cheerfully endured the hardships
bravely, and always
seemed happy in her new strange surroundings, although the home was a log
cabin, with no
conveniences. I never heard her complain of the hardships, but she must have
longed for the old
plantation home, with its luxury and ease. Her life here, reminds one of the
missionary in a far
country, as she cared for all who came and sought the Doctor's care and in her
Christian faith and
integrity, had an uplifting influence on all with whom she came in contact.She was never happier, than when she was describing the home of her girlhood,
how she loved to
recall those happy days and tell of the many things and places of interest on
the old plantation. Her
pictures were vivid and of infinite variety, that depicted the days of
slavery, a life that has long ago
entirely passed away. We would sit charmed, listening in silence, as she
described the old plantation
homes of both of her grandparents, where she spent most of her childhood; of
the blue of the
mountains and the music of the river, flowing 200 yards away, of the crude old
ferry boat and Uncle
Tom, the ferryman.How enchanting were the strange stories of the negro slaves who loved them and
were equally loved
in return. Of the old "black Mammy," whose love and devotion was pathetic in
its unselfishness.
After mother had been away forty years, through the correspondence with the
folks back home, told
her of messages some of the old negro slaves would send. One in particular,
named Old Cato, who
was then 100 years old, sending his "best respects" to Miss Maria. I
remembered how pleased she
was and then she told us that he was their trusted coachman, ever at their
command, when they rode
to church, or visited friends and relatives on neighboring plantations. We
thought the names of the
horses and the coach and coachman were as equally fascinating as fairy lore.
These stories were so
enthralling because they pictured so much that was strange and wonderful, so
unlike the scenes by
which we were surrounded. We could almost hear the songs of the mockingbirds
as they built their
nests in the nearby trees. No other flower garden was ever so beautiful, no
other roses were so
fragrant, and the cape jasmines filled the air with their sweet perfume.I know my mother must have longed to see again the old plantation on the
river, dotted with negro
cabins, and the acres of cotton glittering in the sunshine, with the darkies
singing those sweet old
southern melodies in their carefree happy life. She described each plantation
as a community within
itself, the owner like the patriarch of the scriptures, with his vast
possessions, his man servants and
his maidservants born within his vast dominion. To him they looked for
leadership and the leadership
and the owner of slaves was a great responsibility.All that made this life unique and a history all its own has long since passed
away. The plantations
are deserted and the once grand old mansions have fallen into decay. All is
changed throughout the
fair Southland, the old conditions have yielded to the new and those who loved
it best would not
have had those conditions perpetuated.My mother had twelve brothers and sisters, she being the third child. Since
there was such a large
family and her grandmother Pickens being a widow and lonely, she asked that my
mother might live
most of the time with her, which she did for many years until the grandmother
passed away. She was
Elizabeth Barksdale and married Ezekiel Pickens, eldest son of Gen. Pickens,
who died in early
manhood. He left his wife with three small children, but very wealthy.
Although she lived like a
queen, with servants to do her bidding and every wish granted, she was very
sensible woman and
taught the members of her household to work, for, she said, "you never know
what the future may
bring forth." This was a great help to my mother when she went to live on the
frontier and had to
rear her family alone.This sketch would not be complete without mention of the old Stone Church at
Pendleton where my
mother was baptized in infancy and which she joined in later childhood. It was
one of the most noted
landmarks of the old South, because it was built by Generals Anderson and
Pickens, and others
equally as prominent, and they were the first elders. Most of the early
descendants of these families
were buried there, including General Pickens, General Anderson having been
buried on his own
plantation. (It was said because the swollen Seneca River, from rains
prevented the crossing of the
river.)The cemetery was beautifully kept. The small church, though still standing,
was long ago replaced by
buildings adequate to the times, but the hallowed memories of the Old Stone
Church were ever dear
to the heart of my mother. It seems she would like to have been buried among
her beloved ancestry,
but she preferred to be laid to rest on the old ranch in Texas. Her grave lies
at the foot of the hill,
overlooking the old log cabin where she reared her family and spent most of
her married life, a life
that was by no means of little import.As the wife of a pioneer physician, it was not an easy life. Although there
was built a larger house
with more conveniences there were no hospitals and the sick would often come
and stay for days.
No one was ever turned away. Her early training in the old South Carolina
home, fitted her to stand
in this new country, with her high ideals and Christian integrity, as a beacon
light to others, making
the world a better place to live in and wielding an influence that was
invaluable.MY TRIP TO PENDLETON SOUTH CAROLINA - JUNE
1948I had felt for years the importance to my family of keeping a record of data
of my Mother's ancestral
lines, but I never knew how difficult and incomplete it would be, until I
wanted to join the D. A. R.'s.
Then I got interested and treasured every bit of information I could find. I
reproached myself over
and over again that I did not get it from my mother during her lifetime, who
was so capable and
well-informed and had spent her girlhood days among them. After she had been
gone for many
years, I had written sketches of some of the events of her early life, but
anything I could write was
so inadequate I resolved to make a trip to Pendleton, where she was born and
reared, in quest of
information. While my object in writing these sketches is in memory of my
mother, and for her
descendants, I send greetings to all the cousins and other descendants and I
am happy to share any
information I have found. I say this humbly: There is no greater heritage than
to be a descendant of
such noble ancestry and it is priceless.My Mother, Maria Thomas Anderson was a great grand-daughter of General Robert
Anderson on
her father's ancestral line and a great-granddaughter of General Andrew
Pickens on her Mother's
side. It is of these two lines I have searched for information although very
meager after more than a
century has passed. I am happy that I had the pleasure of visiting these
hallowed places that were so
dear to the heart of my mother. As I walked on the sacred grounds, my heart
went up in gratitude
for such noble ancestry, whose stalwart characters and Christian integrity
left their influence to help
make a better world, and whose noble blood flows through the descendants for
many generations.
May we try to live up to it.To make it clearer; what I am about to write will pertain mostly to the two
ancestral lines and where
they lived. Sketches, the best I could obtain, will follow later.Robert Anderson married Ann Thompson and lived on his large estate on the west
bank of the
Seneca River. Among other children they had one son, Robert Anderson the II.
He married Maria
Thomas; among other children they had one son Robert Anderson the III, who
married Mary
Barksdale Pickens. They had among other children, Maria Thomas Anderson, who
was my mother
(Sister of Septima).On the other line: Andrew Pickens married Rebecca Calhoun. Among other
children born to them
was born a daughter, who was stated above, was married to Robert Anderson the
III, thus uniting
the two families. Their large estates were in the Pendleton District and
divided by the Seneca River.
These two men built the "Old Stone Church," which is an outstanding landmark
in S. C. Nearby is
the old Stone Church Cemetery. They built large colonial homes on the opposite
banks of the river
and it was these places I decided to visit.I left for this trip by plane, arriving on time at Greenville, S.C. which is
thirty miles from Pendleton.
My daughter Eloise Riddel and grand-daughter, Billie Marie, live here. They
also are very much
interested and we made many trips over to Pendleton, locating the places of
interest, so that we
could take pictures and get more information - Julia Hunt also was a great
help to me. She was a
Pickens descendant from another line, but her father had kept the best
ancestral record I ever saw
and I had access to the many clippings and records he had of our line - and
much valuable
information. After the Revolutionary War and until after the negro slaves were
free, Pendleton,
which was said to be about the size of Rhode Island, was noted for its wealth
and culture, so much
so, that it was called the "Athens of the South."Here our ancestors lived and reared their families. I found most of the fine
old homes were gone and
the once grand old plantations, with the happy slaves singing in the white
fields of cotton and the
corn. All this is gone and is replaced with small farms and cottages; but I
was impressed with the
happy and prosperous condition there.As my time was limited, my party and I looked up, visited and took pictures of
every thing pertaining
to our ancestors. I had access to old scrapbooks and other books too precious
to be loaned, so
only the high points could be copied.We first went to the Old Stone Church, where their families and descendants,
with many other
distinguished families, worshipped here for more than half a century. The
records show the two
above Generals were the first Elders and Robert Anderson the II was the first
Sunday School Supt.
The family of Ezekiel Pickens, eldest son of the General, also played a
prominent part in the affairs
of the church. The foundation was laid in 1792, but not entirely completed
until 1803. I found them
all intact. The organ was small but very sweet toned and it is unbelievable
they would be in such
good condition, although a century and a half had passed. The records show
they had colored
Elders to look after the spiritual welfare of the slaves. The balcony where
they sat also was intact,
but the outside stairway was almost in decay. The first minister and graduate
of Princeton University
was Dr. Reece, a Presbyterian Pastor. His widow later married General Anderson
whose wife had
died.The cemetery, where so many notables sleep, is beautifully kept by the Old
Stone Church
Association. Here rest the bodies of many of my mother's ancestors. I visited
the graves of General
Pickens buried here and his wife Rebecca Calhoun, whose family was as equally
distinguished.
Ezekiel Pickens and his wife, Elizabeth Barksdale, and sons are in the same
plot. She is the beloved
grandmother in whose home my mother was mostly reared. After the death of her
husband, she
gave largely of her wealth to charity and spiritual welfare of the People of
Pendleton and was
outstanding as a Christian leader. It was my privilege to place flowers on her
grave and as I stood
by the side my heart went up in gratitude for the part she had in molding the
spiritual life of my
sainted mother.I could not see all the graves, but took pictures of these: General Pickens
and his wife Rebecca
Calhoun and the beloved grandmother Elizabeth Barksdale Pickens. The cemetery
is so outstanding
because here sleep soldiers of the early wars with the Cherokee Indians; The
Revolutionary War;
The War of 1812; and the War of Secession. The ashes of Bonard Bee, who gave
Jackson his
name "Stonewall Jackson" at Manassas are in this cemetery. Rich in such sacred
dust is the soil of
Old Pendleton Cemetery.The reason General Anderson was not buried here, it was said rains had flooded
the Seneca River
and they could not cross over. He was buried on a knoll three hundred yards
from his house, which
was on the west banks of the river. I visited his grave. The D.A.R.'s have
erected a beautiful
monument and stone wall enclosure. Just three hundred yards South is where
once stood his large
colonial home. Some of the old trees are still standing and are beautiful.
Some maples, although they
appear to be of a younger growth are also standing in the yard. A cottage has
been built on the
foundation. This is on the west bank of the Seneca River. It is not so
beautiful as the one on which
Gen. Andrew Picken's Home stands, but it must have been very impressive, with
its sixty foot front,
colonial style home; with a maple grove leading to the river. His son, Robert
Anderson the II lived
with him after his first wife died and reared his large family of 10 children
in this home. Robert
Anderson the III was the only son of the third child. I will later give an
account of their family life,
written by Caroline Anderson's daughter Martha Pickens Halsey. This was given
to me by Cornelia
Anderson Cole, her niece. She lived with her Aunt Caroline, whose husband Rev.
J. Leroy Halsey,
at his death was professor in McCormick Theological Seminary at Chicago. This
sketch was also
published in the Walhalla Courier at Walhalla, S.C. in 9/5/34. It was typical
of life in the South in the
days of slavery. On the East side of the Seneca River still stands the home of
General Andrew
Pickens, built soon after the Revolutionary War. Here he and his wife, Rebecca
Calhoun, reared
their fine and distinguished family. I found in an old scrapbook (which I will
give later) a story of how
they met and later of their romance.The house is built on a knoll, surrounded by large trees. It is a beautiful
location. The large cedar
tree still stands under which he was sitting reading his mail when he fell
asleep; ending a life that was
one of the most outstanding in American history.Someone of note said why were not Gen. Andrew Pickens and Gen. Robert Anderson
given more
honor and the praise they so justly deserved, in American History. Then
answered: because the
historians were for England and kept covered up all they could of their great
service to their country.
They came together from Virginia before the Revolutionary war and though not
any kin, were life
long inseparable friends. They both had a part in the treaty and settlement
with the Cherokee
Indians. This treaty was signed under an old oak tree near where their homes
in after years were
built. I saw the knoll where the old tree which had fallen today, had stood.
The place is marked by
the D.A.R. Each General received a large amount of land along the banks of the
Seneca River, Near
Pendleton, for their valiant service and peaceful settlement, which it is said
was never broken.
Anderson and Pickens Counties were named for them.We took pictures of the location where the Ezekiel Pickens home stood. The
house long ago had
burned to the ground. It is a very beautiful site, over looking the Old Stone
Church. I loved the very
ground for it was here my mother spent so much of her childhood and on into
young womanhood. It
was said Ezekiel inherited the bulk of his father's property which was very
large along the fertile
valley of the Seneca River. He died a very young man in 1813, leaving the
property to his wife, two
sons and Mary Barksdale, his only daughter. (She was my Mother's mother) her
part must have
been considerable. I got this impression from several clippings from an old
file: I quote one deed
10/9/1862 Estate of Ezekiel Pickens, conveyed to George Cherry 1182 acres, on
east side of the
Seneca River. This includes the old Andrew Pickens home. I was on this
beautiful piece of property.
The large fine old home is still intact and has been kept in good repair. I
understood it has been sold
to Clemson College. One of the teachers was living there and offered to show
us through. I regret I
did not do so, but we took pictures and found the outside grounds very
beautiful and interesting.
There was the Tommasee home and lands but I did not see that. It also had been
sold.I also found that Elizabeth Barksdale Pickens inherited considerable wealth
from her father and
mother, George and Mary Barksdale, who were very wealthy. He was a large
plantation owner
near Charleston. I also found a record of this portion of his will "where he
made provision that her
three children would inherit considerable property from his estate." I also
got the following from the
records: Deed 1858: "Eliza ( Elizabeth) Pickens to her son Thomas J. Pickens
under a deed of trust
consideration, love and affection for my daughter Mary B. Anderson, wife of
Robert Anderson,
assigned and transferred to me all his undivided right and title in real and
personal property of late
Ezekiel Pickens and in the estate of George Barksdale, not included in
marriage settlement with
Mary Barksdale Pickens (Anderson)." I saw from the church records, Robert
Anderson and wife
Mary B. Anderson took out their membership in the Old Stone Church in 1858. I
had known
before they moved to Sumpter, Alabama about that time and he founded a
Seminary for young
women at Meridian, Miss.The above Eliza Pickens died in 1859 then my mother went to Meridian to help
her father in the
school. Her mother had said in later years that two fortunes had slipped
through her hands. I
suppose these were the two she referred to. I had never known what went with
her wealth and just
found the above record by accident.SKETCH OF GENERAL ROBERT ANDERSON
WITH GENEALOGY OF ANCESTORS QUOTED FROM THE ANDERSON INTELLIGENCER, WEDNESDAY,
MORNING, FEB. 25, 1914John Anderson and his wife Jean came from Ireland to Philadelphia, Penn. and
thence removed to
Stanton, Va., about 1735. There is mention of John Anderson and wife Jean
together with William
Pickens and wife and Isaac Pickens in Bolton's Scotch-Irish Pioneers, page 279.
To John Anderson
and his wife Jean were born among other children two sons, Robert Anderson and
James Anderson
who was Presbyterian Minister and was the first pastor in New York City.Robert Anderson married Ann Thompson November 6, 1765, and shortly thereafter
removed to
South Carolina and settled to what was known afterwards as Pendleton District.
He was an officer
in the Revolutionary War and rose from Colonel to Brigadier General and is now
known as General
Robert Anderson. He especially distinguished himself for his brave and valiant
service at the Battle
of Eaton Springs and the Battle of Cowpens, fighting in the front line. Gen.
McGrady, in his history
of South Carolina, says: "The distinguishing feature of the Battle of Cowpens
upon the American
side, was undoubtedly the work of Pickens and his marksmen, who was mentioned
here as Captain
Anderson but later, after the revolutionary war was over, was made Brigadier
General for his valiant
service.Now we see General Anderson with General Pickens march against the Cherokee
Indians on the
northern frontier of what is now known as Oconee County. They were
commissioned to make a
treaty of Peace with them, which was signed under and oak tree on the East
side of the Seneca
River. After the war was over he settled on his Cherokee lands, on the Seneca
River which were
given him for his part in the war and peaceful settlement with the Cherokee
Indians. A County was
named after him, also the County Seat. It is said this treaty was never broken.
He built an imposing
home, having a frontage of sixty feet. Here he brought up his family. His wife
had a love of the
beautiful, for in is said there was a profusion of lovely roses and other
flowers surrounding the house,
which fronted on an eighty acre tract of beautiful maples, which led down to
the Seneca River.
There were thoroughbred horses in the stables, in care of old Cato, the loved
coachman, and the
home always abounded in gracious hospitality.General Anderson's Estate consisted of 2100 acres of which 460 acres were his
bounty lands.
General Anderson and his wife had five children: Elizabeth Anderson married
Samuel Moverick.
Mary Anderson married Captain Robert Maxwell. Jane Anderson married Mr. Shaw.
Annie
Anderson married Dr. Wm. Hunter. Robert Anderson II married Maria Thomas,
daughter of
General Thomas of England who fought against General Anderson in the
Revolutionary War. After
his wife died, he married twice again. He died in 1813 and his will was
probated January 9 of the
same year. This was an unusual document. In minute detail he provided for the
welfare of his slaves,
reciting his desire they should never be sold from the place. Then he closed
with the words: "And
now My Blessed Redeemer do I, with a lively faith, lay hold of they
meritorious death and suffering,
hoping to be washed clean by the precious blood from all my sins. In this hope
I rest and wait my
call." It was the intention to bury his body in the Cemetery at the Old Stone
Church, but on account
of the flood of the Seneca River at the time he was buried on his plantation.
He left the bulk of his
estate to his son, Robert Anderson II. I should mention here, General Anderson
served in the House
and Senate of South Carolina and later his son, Robert Anderson II was his
successor, having died
at Columbia while fulfilling his duties.This sketch would not be complete without giving the romance of General
Anderson and Ann
Thompson, copied from "The Anderson S.C. Daily Mail." "The Daily Mail" send
the following
interesting reminiscence concerning Robert Anderson, the Revolutionary War
Hero:"Col W. S. Pickens says that General Anderson came from Old Cambridge, where
General
Andrew Pickens made the first treaty with the Cherokee Indians, to survey the
lands, leaving
his sweetheart Ann Thompson behind. He stayed two years, during this time
locating his
home on the West bank of the Seneca River. The deliveries of mail there was
few and far
between, and not a word passed between them. She supposed the Indians had
slain him and
engaged herself to be married to another man. When General Anderson completed
his survey,
9. Joseph, married Caroline Henderson
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Enc #399. Sent to me by Cathey Talley-Daniel, from research done by her
father:
SC Mag Vol 47, p. 109. Married on Tuesday evening by Rev. Mr. Brown, Dr.
John HUNTER of this place to Miss Catherine PICKENS, youngest dau. of Gen.
Andrew PICKENS of this District. (Pendleton Messenger, Jan 9, 1808)
From NEGHR. Vol 63 p. 196. Catherine PICKENS, dau. of Gen. Andrew PICKENS
married Dr. John HUNTER. Their dau. Maria R. married 3 Mar 1809 Abbeville SC
Elias PARKMAN.... Katherine PICKENS b. 9 Jun 1786. .. John HUNTER Married
Catherine PICKENS 5 Jan 1808."GEORGIA GENEALOGICALL MAGAZINE, Vol 28.
p. 143. 'DEED BOOK F. PENDLETON COUNTY, SOUTH CAROLINA.
p. 387. 29 Dec 1801: John TAYLOR to Lous David MARTIN, both of Pendleton
Dist., SC ... sold three lots in the village of Pendleton being numbers 18,
19, & 20 containing one acre each, fronting lots on the south now owned by
Samuel TAYLOR and Gen. Andrew PICKENS, on the west by a lot owned by David
MCCALEB, & on the north & east by lots owned by William HUNTER. [signed] John
TAYLOR. wit: Thomas GASSAWAY, Samuel CHERRY ... 10 Feb 1802 before J. B.
EARLE, C.P.D. Recorded 10 Feb 1802."
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Enc #399. Sent to me by Cathey Talley-Daniel, from research done by her
father:
SC Mag Vol 47, p. 109. Married on Tuesday evening by Rev. Mr. Brown, Dr.
John HUNTER of this place to Miss Catherine PICKENS, youngest dau. of Gen.
Andrew PICKENS of this District. (Pendleton Messenger, Jan 9, 1808)
From NEGHR. Vol 63 p. 196. Catherine PICKENS, dau. of Gen. Andrew PICKENS
married Dr. John HUNTER. Their dau. Maria R. married 3 Mar 1809 Abbeville SC
Elias PARKMAN...
From NEGHR. Vol 63 p. 196. ... Gen. Andrew PICKENS b. 19 Sep 1739 Paxton PA.
Rebecca CALHOUN b 18 Nov 1745, d. 9 Dec 1814.
Ezekiel PICKENS b. 39 Mar 1763, d. May 1813
Mary PICKENS b. 19 Feb 1766
Ann PICKENS b. 12 Apr 1770
Son b. 12 Feb 1772 died as infant
Jane PICKENS b. march 1773, died 27 Oct 1773
Jane PICKENS b. 9 Nov 1774
Margaret PICKENS b. 13 Jul 1776
Andrew PICKENS b. 13 Nov 1779, d. 7 Dec.
Son b. 13 Nov 1782, d. infant
Rebecca PICKENS b. 8 Jan 1784
Katherine PICKENS b. 9 Jun 1786
Joseph PICKENS b. 30 Mar 1791
Gen. Andrew PICKENS d. 11 Aug 1817
John HUNTER married Catherine PICKENS 5 Jan 1808"
- ROSTER AND SOLDIERS * THE TENNESSEE SOCIETY OF DAR 1894-1960: p. 1282. Gen
Andrew PICKENS, b. sept 19, 1739, Paxton, Bucks Co., Penn... married 1765
Rebecca Floride CALHOUN 18, 1745 and died Dec. 9, 1814... Children: Catherine,
b. Jun 9, 1788, d. 1871. M. John HUNTER.
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From Peggy Koenig:
!BIR/DEATH/MAR: MIDDLETON FAMILY RECORDS; TOMBSTONE INSCRIPTION, HAGERMAN
CEMETERY, HAGERMAN, CHAVES COUNTY, NM; MILLS COUNTY MARRIAGE RECORDS,
GOLDTHWAITE, TX, BY C. H. MILES, MINISTER, BOOK 2, P. 54, LIVED IN INDIAN
CREEK, TX, PAINT ROCK, CONCHO COUNTY, TX ABT 1907, MOVED TO NM 1917, HE LIVED
IN
ROSWELL, NM, UNTIL HIS DEATH; BROWN COUNTY MARRIAGE RECORDS, BROWNWOOD, TX, BY
L. D. BALL, BAPTIST MINISTER, BOOK 14, P. 295, NO. 6021.
BURIAL: Hagerman Cem.
From Peggy Koenig:
!MAR: MIDDLETON FAMILY RECORDS
!BIR-DEATH: TOMBSTONE INSCRIPTION
BURIAL: Hagerman Cem.
William Taylor James MIDDLETON
From Peggy Koenig:
!BIRTH/MARRIAGE/DEATH: MADISON COUNTY, ALABAMA, 1850, CENSUS, LISTS JAMES
MIDDLETON, BORN ABOUT 1843, WITH FAMILY OF JOHN AND ISABELLA (CLICK)
MIDDLETON; JAMES MIDDLETON MUST BE THE SAME PERSON AS THIS WILLIAM TAYLOR
MIDDLETON WHO IS INCLUDED IN THE 1860 CENSUS WASHINGTON COUNTY, TEXAS;
INCLUDED IN THE CENSUS ARE THE SAME BROTHERS, SISTERS, AND MOTHER IN TEXAS
(THE FATHER HAD DIED BY 1860); HIS MOTHER, ISABELLA (CLICK) MIDDLETON, 92
YEARS, IS BURIED CLOSE TO HIS GRAVE AT INDIAN CREEK CEMETERY, INDIAN CREEK,
BROWN COUNTY, TX; BIRTH AND DEATH DATES ARE THE TOMBSTONE INSCRIBED DATES AT
INDIAN CREEK CEMETERY, INDIAN CREEK, BROWN COUNTY, TEXAS, ALSO HAVE TEXAS
DEATH CERTIFICATE 14751; WILLIAM TAYLOR MIDDLETON WAS MARRIED FIRST, 27 AUG,
1869 TO AMANDA MILLER, WASHINGTON COUNTY, TEXAS; MARRIED SECOND MRS. ELIZABETH
SHULTZE 6 APR 1902, BROWN COUNTY, TEXAS; MARRIED THIRD MRS. E. E. MIDDLETON 28
OCT 1904, BROWN COUNTY, TEXAS, MARRIAGE RECORDS (SAME PERSON AS MRS. ELIZABETH
SHULTZE AS THEY WERE DIVORCED)--BUT HE MARRIED FOURTH MRS. MARY MCNEALY 28 NOV
1908; SINCE MRS. ELIZABETH ELVIRA MIDDLETON DIED 2 FEB 1912, BROWN COUNTY,
TEXAS, DEATH RECORDS, HE MUST HAVE DIVORCED HER A SECOND TIME; IN 1880 T OR J
MIDDLETON IS IN BOWIE COUNTY, TEXAS, CENSUS, WITH WIFE AMANDA, DAU CLAUDIA 9,
ADDIE 8, ROBT. 5 (MY GRANDFATHER ROBERT MONROE MIDDLETON), THOMAS 2,
CLEMENTINE 2/12 B. MAR; 1990, MOST OF THE FAMILY IS FOUND, SOME BY HUSBANDS'
NAMES IN INDIAN CREEK, BROWN COUNTY, TX BURIAL: Indian Creek Cem.
To Terry McLean, from Peggy Koenig:
BURIAL: Indian Creek Cem.
UPDATE: 1995-10-09
UPDATE: 1995-10-09
From Peggy Koenig:
!BIRTH, DATE, MARRIAGE: PLACE AND DATE OF DEATH AND BURIAL NOT FOUND, BUT
KNOWN TO BE IN TEXAS. HE WAS NOT IN THE 1870 TEXAS CENSUS.
From Peggy Koenig.
BURIAL: Indian Crk. Cem.