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 VOL 8

October  2004

 Fall is here, and this is actually my favorite time of the year.  I love the smell, the colors, and activity of getting ready for cold weather, the dying back of all unnecessary growth and the clearing of the air.  What a wonderful time to be born.  Actually, October 4th is my birthday and I suppose that is why I love this time of year so much.  Next year will be the big 50, so I should enjoy my forties as much as possible this year.
 The church we returned to a year ago has grown so much.  I am filling the role of Minister of Music here and that requires a great deal of time, but is so fulfilling.  We have our home here that we are constantly working on.  The floors have sagged, the back yard has overgrown and my flower garden is in much need of mulch and tender loving care.  So, trying to divide up my time with the garden, house, church, and my love of genealogy, can be a tough decision to make.
 Maybe for this last year in my forties I will celebrate big and be old next year.  Maybe I will take a trip to Pennsylvania and will find documented evidence of our John and William Crye.  I have looked for land records that say they were there, but can’t find them.  Maybe in this last year of my forties I will find something extraordinarily sensational in our genealogical research.  That would be the gift of a lifetime.
 I have joined the DAR on our William Crye, and another lady has joined under William Hagan.  She has sent me the information and I too plan that venture this year to have a second DAR connection.  My mother’s side of the family also has a Revolutionary War Soldier, so I could have another connection there which would make three Rev. War Soldiers for me.  I have met women that have more than that, but I would be so proud to complete the information on the remaining two.
 We have learned this season that my daughter is expecting her third child.  We will see in the future what it is to be.  She has two lovely daughters so I am sure they are hoping for a son and if it is then he will be named Garin, in honor of my father who passed away August 2003.  Always a remembrance, never a forgotten life.  As long as we remember, they will never be gone.
Until next year, January 2005.......Anita


Some words have many meanings; listed here are the definitions that pertain to wills, 
deeds, land patents & inventories.  All words listed here were found in these documents.

garret - A room or unfinished part of the house; just under the roof (in one Will, that's where some slaves were housed)

gimlet, gimblet - A small boring tool with a handle at right angles to a shaft having at the other end a spiral pointed cutting edge

hackle, hatchel - To separate coarse part of flax or hemp from the fine by drawing through the teeth of a hackle or hatchel.

hereditament - Hereditable property

hereditable - Capable of being inherited or of passing by inheritance.

hogshead (hhd) - A large barrel or cask, especially one containing from 100 to 140 gallons; also a liquid measure, especially one equal to 63 gallons (52-1/2 imperial gallons)

hone - A stone of very fine grit usually of a slaty composition; used to sharpen cutting tools; esp. razors; also called a whetstone

howel - A plane with a convex sole used by coopers for smoothing the insides of barrels and casks

quit-rent - A fixed rent payable to a feudal superior in communication of services - a fixed rent due from a socage tenant

imprimis - In the first place; among the first things

indefeazable - Not capable of being annulled or voided or undone (indefeasible)

indemnified - Unharmed.  To secure against loss or damage

indemnified letter - One that rents or leases; such as a farm-letter

livery - The act of delivering legal possession of property; the feeding stabling and care of horses for pay; ones retainers or retinue; the apportioning of previsions, esp. to servants

inter-alia - Among other things

joynture - An estate settled on a wife to be taken by her in lieu of (jointure) dower; a settlement on the wife of a freehold estate for her lifetime 

kersey - A kind of coarse light-weight woolen cloth, usually ribbed with a cotton warp

last  - A mold or form of the human foot made of wood on which shoes are built or repaired (later lasts were made of iron) 

let  - A hindrance; obstacle; impediment; delay: used commonly only in the legal phrase, "without let or hindrance"

letter - One that rents or leases to be continued in next issue



Kelvin Darrell Dexter, 37, of North Las Vegas died Thursday in North Las Vegas.  He was born April 5, 1968, in Nevada.  A lifelong resident, he was a laborer in the construction industry.

He is survived by his wife, Artysha; two daughters, Aniah Dexter of Las Vegas and Kloran'd Dexter of North Las Vegas; one son, Kelvin D. Dexter Jr. of North Las Vegas; his mother, Frances Walker-Dexter of Las Vegas; one brother, Walter Dexter III of Kansas; and four sisters, Shelonda Jones, Aisia Biddle and Jackie Crye, all of Las Vegas and Ella Weaver of North Las Vegas.

Visitation is scheduled 2-7 p.m. Thursday in Thomas and Jones Funeral Home, 310 Foremaster Lane. Services will be 11 a.m. Friday in Evergreen Missionary Baptist Church, 1915 Lexington St. Burial will follow in Woodlawn Cemetery.

Bright, Naomi C. - age 85 of Lenoir City passed away Monday morning May 2, 2005, at the Loudon Nursing Home.  Naomi attended Highland Park Baptist Church and was retired from Charles H. Bacon Co. after 45 years of service.  She did volunteer work for the Adult Basic Education and the Literacy Reading Program.  She was preceded in death by her husband, Homer C. Bright; parents, Joseph H. and Myrtle Henson Crye; brother, Harold Crye; sisters, Carrie Lee Crye, Mary Lou Tinnel and Mattie Marie Elliott; nephews, Howard, Allan and Harry Tinnel.  Naomi is survived by her nieces and nephews: Ivan and Barabara Tinnel, Bob and Violet Tinnel, John and Patricia Tinnel, Marie Tinnel, Judie Tinnel Pullen, David Crye, Bill Elliott; several great nieces and nephews and great-great nieces and nephews also survive.  The family will receive friends from 2-3 p.m. Tuesday followed by funeral services at 3 p.m. in the Click Funeral Home Chapel.  Rev. Frank Weaver will officiate.  Interment will follow in the Lenoir City Cemetery.  Click Funeral Home in Lenoir City is serving the family of Naomi C. Bright.

GEORGETOWN, SC - Edna Ruth Crye Lambert, 75, died Friday, June 22, 2001, in a Georgetown hospital. Mrs. Lambert was born in Cleveland, TN., on August 1, 1925, a daughter of the late Green Crye and Maude Vaughn Crye.  She grew up in Cleveland and moved to the Lamberttown community of Georgetown County after her marriage.  Mrs. Lambert was a retired employee of Oneita Industries.  She was an avid reader and seamstress and loved fishing.  Mrs. Lambert attended Saints Delight Pentecostal Holiness Church.  Surviving are, two sons, Isaac "Ike" C. Lambert, Jr., of Georgetown, and Teddy E. Whitemire of Kingstree; two daughters, Glynda L. Howard and Brenda L. Morris, both of Georgetown; a brother-in-law, George Cowart of Smithdale, Miss.; two sisters-in-law, Alma Crye of Cleveland, Tenn., and Dixie Crye of Jefferson City, Tenn.; 15 grandchildren and 15 great grandchildren.  She was predeceased by her husband, Isaac "Ike" Covington Lambert and a grandson, Spanky Morris.  Funeral services will be Sunday afternoon at 2 o'clock in Saints Delight Pentecostal Holiness Church.  Officiating will be the Rev. Dean Baber and Rev. Tony Goins.  Burial will follow in Lambert Family Cemetery under the direction of Georgetown Chapel of Mayer Funeral Home.  Friends may call at Saints Delight Pentecostal Holiness Church from 6 o'clock Saturday afternoon until the service begins on Sunday.
  (The Post and Courier June 23, 2001)

Esther M. Crye, 80, of Sutton Road, Avon, died March 12, 2005 at the Livingston County Health Related Facility in Mt. Morris.  She was born the daughter of Charles and Bessie Hoyt Sloan on Dec. 15, 1924 in Lakeville.  She was predeceased by her husband Thomas in 1993.  She is survived by her children, Linda (Tony) Gero of Auburn, Chris (Brenda) Crye of Avon, Jackie (Duane) Staples of Avon, Thomas (Annmarie) Crye of Avon; grandchildren, Theresa and Katie Gero, Julie Peterson and Jennifer Boor, Andrea, Molly, T. J. and Joleigh Crye; brother Clyde (Renee) Sloan of Lakeville; sister Marjorie VanIngen of Lakeville; several nieces and nephews.  Friends called Tuesday at the Kevin W. Dougherty Funeral Home Inc., Route 15 in Livonia where services were held Wednesday with Rev. Dr. Tom Taylor officiating. Burial, East Avon Cemetery.  Friends wishing may make memorial contributions to the Multiple Sclerosis Society, 1650 South Ave., Rochester NY 14620.

A discussion of who these obituaries belong to.

The first obituary is Kelvin Darrell Dexter and his sister is married to a Crye.  I do not know who this family belongs to.  There is a J. T. Crye from Chattanooga, TN who is in the military around the early 1910’s –30’s and this could be a descendant of him.  I have had no contact with Las Vegas Cryes.  If you know the family line of Jackie Crye, please contact me.

The second obituary is for Naomi C. Bright.  Her obituary list she is the daughter of Joseph H. and Myrtle Henson Crye.  She lived her life in Tennessee.  This is a descendant of Elizabeth Tuck and David Crye from Cumberland Co. TN.  David’s parents were William and Sarah Hagins Crye.  David and Elizabeth were discussed in Issues 2-4  Vol 6.

Edna Ruth Crye Lambert is a descendant from Jonathan Crye who married Edith Ayers Pierce, being discussed in the latest few issues.  She lived most, if not all of her life in Tennessee.  Her parents were Green Crye and Maude Vaughn Crye, son of Joseph Henderson Crye, son of Jonathan, son of William and Sarah Hagins Crye.

Esther M. Crye is the New York Cryes and I cannot place them.  It appears that a Thomas Crye came from North Carolina and settled in New York, along with several additional Crye’s during the late 1800’s and early 1900’s.  Esther’s husband was listed as Thomas Crye, but identifying them with a family has not come easy.

Nevada State Journal (Newspaper)
October 20, 1951


This letter is written by PVT. JOHN G. BURNETT, 2nd Regiment, 2nd Brigade, Mounted Infantry, 1838-1839. 
John wrote this to his grandchildren on his 80th birthday and I will have to do this in installments as it is long.    JS


This is my birthday December 11, 1890, I am eighty years old today.  I was born at Kings Iron works in Sullivan Co, Tennessee, December the 11th, 1810.  I grew into manhood fishing in Beaver Creek and roaming through the forest hunting the Deer, the wild Boar and the timber Wolf.  Often spending weeks at a time in the solitary wilderness with no companion but my rifle, hunting knife, and a small hatchet that I carried in my belt in all of my wilderness wanderings.

On these long hunting trips I met and became acquainted with many of the Cherokee Indians, hunting with them by day and sleeping around their camp fires by night.  I learned to speak their language, and they taught me the arts of trailing and building traps and snares.  On one of my long hunts in the fall of 1829 I found a young Cherokee who had been shot by a roving band of hunters and who had eluded his pursuers and concealed himself under a shelving rock.  Weak from loss of blood the poor creature was unable to walk and almost famished for water.  I carried him to a spring bathed and bandaged the bullet wound, built shelter out of bark peeled from a dead chestnut tree, nursed and protected him feeding him on chestnuts and roasted deer meat.  When he was able to travel I accompanied him to the home of his people and remained so long that I was given up for lost.  By this time I had become an expert rifleman and fairly good archer and a good trapper and spent most of my time in the forest in quest for game.

The removal of the Cherokee Indians from their life long homes in the year of 1838 found me a young man in the prime of life and a Private soldier in the American Army.  Being acquainted with many of the Indians and able to fluently speak their language, I was sent as interpreter into the Smoky Mountain country in May 1838, and witnessed the execution of the most brutal order in the History of American Warfare.  I saw the helpless Cherokees arrested and dragged from their homes, and driven by bayonet point into the stockades.  And in the chill of a drizzling rain on an October morning I saw them loaded like cattle or sheep into six hundred and forty-five wagons and started toward the west.

One can never forget the sadness and solemnity of that morning, Chief John Ross led in prayer and when the bugle sounded and the wagons started rolling many of the children rose to their feet and waved their little hands good-by to their mountain homes, knowing they were leaving them forever.  Many of the helpless people did not have blankets and many of them had been driven from their homes barefooted.

On the morning of November the 17th we encountered a terrific sleet and snow storm with freezing temperatures and from that day until we reached the end of the fateful journey on March 26, 1839, the sufferings by the Cherokees were awful.  The trail of the exiles was a trail of death.  They had to sleep in the wagons and on the ground without fire.  And I have known as many of twenty-two of them to die in one night of pneumonia due to ill treatment, cold and exposure.  Among this number was the beautiful Christian wife of Chief John Ross.  This noble hearted woman died a martyr to childhood, giving her only blanket for the protection of a sick child.  She rode thinly clad through a blinding sleet and snow storm, developing pneumonia and died in the still hours of a bleak winter night with her head resting on Lieutenant Gregg's saddle blanket.

I made the long journey to the west with the Cherokees and did all that a Private soldier could do to alleviate their sufferings.  When on guard duty at night I have many times walked my beat in my blouse in order that some sick child might have the warmth of my overcoat.

I was on guard duty the night Mrs. Ross died.  When relieved at midnight I did not retire, but remained around the wagon out of sympathy for Chief Ross, and at daylight was detailed by Captain McClellan to assist in the burial like the other unfortunates who died on the way.  Her uncoffined body was buried in a shallow grave by the roadside far from her native mountain home, and the sorrowing Cavalcade moved on.

Being a young man I mingled freely with the young women and girls.  I have spent many pleasant hours with them when I was supposed to be under my blanket, and they have many times sung their mountain songs for me, this being all they could do to repay my kindness.  And with all my association with the Indian girls from October 1829 to March 26th 1839, I did not meet one who was a moral prostitute.  They were kind and tender hearted and many of them are beautiful.

The only trouble that I had with anyone on the entire journey west was a brutal teamster by the name of Ben McDonal, who was using his whip on an old feeble Cherokee to hasten him into a wagon.  The sight of that old and nearly blind creature quivering under the lashes of a bull whip was too much for me.  I attempted to stop McDonal and it ended in a personal encounter.  He lashed me across the face, the wire tip of his whip cutting a bad gash in my cheek.  The little hatchet that I had carried in my hunting days was in my belt, and McDonal was carried unconscious from the scene.

I was placed under guard but, Ensign Henry Bullock and Private Elkanah Millard had both witnessed the encounter.  They gave Captain McClellan the facts and I was never brought to trial.  Years later I met 2nd Lieutenant Riley and Ensign Bullock at Bristol at John Robersons show, and Bullock jokingly reminded me that there was a case still pending against me before a court martial and wanted to know how much longer I was going to have it put off?

McDonal finally recovered, and in the year 1851, was running on a boat out of Memphis, Tennessee.

The painful journey to the west ended March 26, 1839, with four thousand silent graves reaching from the foothills of the Smoky Mountains to what is known as Indian territory in the west.  And covetousness on the part of the white race was the cause of all that the Cherokees had to suffer.

Ever since Ferdinand DeSoto made his journey through the Indian country in the year of 1540, there had been a tradition of a rich Gold mine somewhere in the Smoky Mountain, and I think the tradition was true.  At a festival at Echata on Christmas night 1829, I danced and played with Indian girls who were wearing ornaments around their necks that looked Gold.

In the year of 1828, a little Indian boy living on Ward creek had sold a gold nugget to a white trader, and that nugget sealed the doom of the Cherokee.  In a short time the country was overrun with armed brigands claiming to be Government Agents, who paid no attention to the rights of the Indians who were the legal possessors of the country.  Crimes were committed that were a disgrace to civilization.  Men were shot in cold blood, land were confiscated.  Homes were burned and the inhabitants driven out by these gold hungry brigands.

Ends Installment # 1.     Next installment will cover more of the round-up

to be continued in next issue

Continued from the last issue  [Issue 3   Vol 8]


     In previous issues of this publication I began a discussion of the children of John and Catherine Shimmin Crye.  I have been trying to complete sharing information on this family so this article is continued from the previous issue.  In John’s  will he lists his children as William, David, John, James, Isabella, Sarah, Catherine, and Margaret.   An additional son Hugh has been identified to me by LDS researchers but was not mentioned in the will.


William Crye born ca 1755 m/Sarah Higgins/Hagan

Children are:
Catron born 08/27/1780 NC   Mary born 01/20/1794 GA/TN
William Jr born 05/19/1782 SC   John born 06/18/1796 GA/TN
Hugh born 11/05/1784 GA/TN Isabel born 08/10/1798 GA/TN
Mary born  12/08/1786 GA/TN James born 01/07/1801 GA/TN
Joseph born 03/05/1789 GA/TN David born 02/05/1803 GA/TN
Sarah born  09/12/1791 GA/TN Jonathan born   09/07/1806 GA/TN
Jonathan (John, William) Crye is first mentioned in William Crye’s Rev. War Pension declaration.  (See Issue 1 Vol 1)  Jonathan’s birth was given as September 7, 1806 in North Carolina.  Jonathan married Edith L. Ayers/Pierce

In 1880 James & Mary are living next door to James’ mother Edith when their first born William Frank was born.  Twenty years later they are living next door to his brother and wife Timothy & Samantha Lawson Crye in Polk, Co., TN.  The next census I find them is the 1930 Texas census.  I have had communication from Texas regarding Mary and the conversation there is that she was from McMinn Co., TN and part Indian.  I cannot verify this, but continue to look.

In the 1870 McMinn Co. TN census there is a listing for a James Pearce from Tennessee and his wife Elizabeth from North Carolina.  They have children as of Nicholas 19, Sarah 17, David 14, Mary 12, Emaline 9, & William 6.  I was unable to locate them again in the 1880 census, but this could be our Mary.  I didn’t have any success in locating them in the 1860 census either.  However, here is a first lead on who she might be.

James and Mary record that they have had nine children as of the 1900 census with eight alive.  However, only seven children are listed, and the oldest child in 1900 was the first born in 1880:  William Frank; Annie; John Pierce; Emma; Parker; Dolfie T. and Lanthie Charles.   (see issue 2 Vol 4 pg 9 for this family line-up)

In Issue 4 Vol 7, October 2003 page 11 and in Issue 2 Vol 4 April 2000 issue page 9 there is some discussion of this family.  Crete Indian is mentioned as well as marriages and a time frame of when they traveled from Tennessee to Arkansas and on to Texas.  In the October 2003 issue it states that “Emma [see children above] was a housewife/farmer’s wife all her life.  She arrived in Texas shortly after the turn of the century (1900) via wagon from the Pinebluff, AR area.  I don’t know if she and her family lived there for any length of time.  After marrying Noah Collie, she is known to have lived in the Hubbard, Kirkland, Dimmit and Teague communities of Texas”.

This particular email focuses more on Emma’s line, but I have heard from others, but none knowing who Mary Lea/Lee Pierce/Pearce’s parents were.  Can someone look up Mary’s death certificate and see if they are mentioned?  Both John and Mary died in 1941 and are buried at Mt. Antioc Cemt, Limestone Texas.  Someone please copy those death certificates for me and either email it or mail it.  That would be such a help.

James and Mary’s first child is William Franklin Crye.  (according to his WWI Registration Card)  He was born in 1879 in Bradley Co. TN.  He is found in the 1880 & 1900 census at home, and in 1910-1930 he lives in Limestone Co. TX.  In 1910 his wife is noted as Cora M.  He has two daughters, Zylpher and Mildred.  In the 1920 census he is listed as Frank W. Crye and wife Lillian.  His children are Zylpher, Mildred, Cora M. and Raymond Patty/Letty step son.  In 1930 William is still in Limestone Co., TX listed as William Cry, wife Lillian, child Zylpher is now listed as a son age 22, Mildred, Marie, Juanitta, Charles, (listed as a daughter) D.T.(Duane Taylor) a son and Denell a daughter.  William and Lillian are buried in the Mount Calm Cemetery, Limestone Co. TX

James and Mary’s second child is Annie Crye. and I have no information on her.

James and Mary’s third child is John Pierce Crye.  He married Josephine Hobbs about 1907 in Texas.  His name has been given to me as John Pierce each time, but his WWI Draft Registration papers give his name as John Preston Cry, living in Mt Calm, Hill Co. TX, born Sept 10, 1883 and his wife is Josephine.  He was unable to sign his name, giving only his mark.

In the 1910 Hill Co. TX census John and Josephine are living with his parents, next door to her parents.  John and Josephine have the following children:  Hazel L., Taylor Harris, Lottie Mae, Johnnie Claudine, Vadie Lurline, Queenie Bell, Ly Curgas, and Mabel Estelle.  (SEE ISSUE 2 VOL 4 PG 9)

The following obituary of the youngest daughter, Mabel Estelle Crye’s was found on the Internet:

Mabel E. Prater, 76, of Corsicana passed away Tuesday, Aug. 17, 1999, in Corsicana.Visitation will be 6 to 9 p.m. today at Corley Funeral Home.

Services will be 2 p.m. Thursday at Corley Funeral Chapel, with Richard D. Kellam officiating.  Interment will follow at Fairview Cemetery.

Pallbearers will be Jimmy Anderson, Corey Foster, Jimmy Foster II, Tim Gorden, Mike Hammock and Sean Ibison. Honorary pallbearers will be Riley Couch and Richard Douglas Kellam.

Mrs. Prater was born Oct. 1, 1922 in Limestone.  She was a lifelong member of the Pentecostal Church.

She was preceded in death by her husband, Okla Prater; and sisters, Lurline Good, Claudene Goodloe, Quinna Whatley and Lottie Wooten.

Mrs. Prater is survived by her sons, Dewey "Buddy" Foster of Mesquite and Jim Foster of Royce City; daughters, Glenda M. Hammock of Richardson, Pat Kellam and husband Richard of Ennis, and Betty McDaniel of Corsicana; brother, Ly C. Cry; stepsons, Glenn Prater of Corsicana and Wendle Prater of Fort Worth; 16 grandchildren, 13 great-grandchildren, a host of friends and numerous nieces and nephews.

Arrangements by Corley Funeral Home.

Mabel was married to Dewey Maurice Foster with whom she had five children.

James Monroe Crye and Josephine Hobbs next child that I have a name for is Emma.  I know she was born in 1886, but haven’t found her again in any records.  I do not know if she married or died.

The next child I have record of is Parker Crye.  Searching the census records for this family was  challenging as sometimes James Monroe was listed as Jim and the children went by their alternate names, such as William and Frank, and Parker’s first name is apparently Scott as found  in the 1910 census.

Parker was born in 1891 and married Ada T. Reese.  They are located in the 1920 and 1930 Coleman Co. TX census with three children:  Dora E., Ora I, and Charles P.  Social Security records give an account of Charles P.’s death, but not Parker’s, Ada’s, Dora’s or Ora.

There is mention of an infant born to Parker Crye in 1920, apparently born and died the same time.  No other note of Parker or Ada can be found.

James Monroe and Mary Lee Pearce list having nine children with 8 alive in the 1900 census and 9 children with 7 alive in the 1910 census.  I have names for seven children, but the two girls I have no information on.  I assume they married and there is family out there, but I haven’t access to marriages for Texas, therefore I do not know who they married.

The next child I have record of is Doffie T. Crye, born April 8, 1895 according to his WWI Draft Registration card.  He list he is single, living at home.  The Mt Antioc Cemetery records in Limestone Co. TX list a D T. Crye, born in April 8, 1899 died in October 1919.  I am thinking this is the same person.  The birth date is off by four years, but reading the stone an error could have been made.  I don’t believe he married.

The last child of James Monroe and Mary Lee Pearce that I have record of is Lantie Charles born in 1897.  He marries Ollie Seals and is found in the 1930 Limestone Co. TX census.  His children are Edward, Ernest Lee, Evelyn, Lantie Charles, and Monede.

I am interested in finding a little more about this family and really could use some help.  There are relatives in Texas who have corresponded with me before on this family.  I pose a few questions:  Have you found the parents for Mary?  Why did both she and James die in 1941, was it due to sickness or an accident?  And were any of you able to find them in the 1920 census?  I could not, but would love the data to complete my files.

to be continued in the next issue
I am my own grandpa!
Many many years ago when I was twenty three, 
I got married to a widow who was pretty as could be. 
This widow had a grown-up daughter who had hair of red. 
My father fell in love with her, and soon the two were wed. 
This made my dad my son-in-law and changed my very life. 
My daughter was my mother, for she was my father's wife. 
To complicate the matters worse, although it brought me joy, 
I soon became the father of a bouncing baby boy. 
My little baby then became a brother-in-law to dad and so became my Uncle, 
Though it made me very sad. 
For if he was my uncle, then that also made him brother 
To the widow's grown-up daughter who, of course, was my step-mother. 
Father's wife then had a son, who kept them on the run. 
And he became my grandson, for he was my daughter's son. 
My wife is now my mother's mother and it makes me blue. 
Because, although she is my wife, she's my grandmother too. 
If my wife is my grandmother, then I am her grandchild. 
And every time I think of it, it simply drives me wild. 
For now I have become the strangest case you ever saw. 
As the husband of my grandmother, I am my own grandpa! 



Found Comrades Through News.  As your paper is always open for old soldiers, I want to write a few lines. I wrote a letter some time back to your paper asking about some one from Alabama, Company D, Thirty-Sixth Alabama Regiment and through the News I have found two yet living to-wit. W. A. Walker and B. L. McCray and heard of J. B. McFerran. Haven’t heard from them before since the 60s.  It certainly was a treat to me to get a letter from them and to know that I was not the only one living of old Company D.

Some of them misunderstood me in the letter to The News as being the only officer in Company D from the Franklin battle but in that campaign we lost the last one.  Frank Owen was captured at Nashville, Tenn., so at the battle of Rocky Face Mountain was where the Colonel said he was going to send my name to the War Department and have me put in command of Company D which he did.  It was a surprise to me, for just before the battle I was about to shoot him, and the boys all knew that I would be court-martialed but instead of the court-martial he changed his notion.

Col. Woodruff was a grand man.  When on duty he was Colonel, but when off duty he was Woodruff with the rest of us boys.  He was shot at Resaca, Ga., and was not with us any more.

We have statehood here in Oklahoma at last, so we may begin to prepare our pocketbooks, for the Tax Collector will soon be around.  High taxes and the boll weevil, together with the third and fourth of the crop, will leave us but little for the poor renter in this new State.  I think I shall either go to Mexico or back to Arkansas one day soon.  I am thinking of New Mexico, so I can beat the weevil of this country. -- J. W. Riley, Enville, Oklahoma.

Was In The Fifth Mississippi.  I would like to hear from some of my comrades who have been missing ever since we parted at the gate of prison at Camp Douglas in Illinois.  I am an ex-Confederate soldier; volunteered in June, 1861, went to Camp Enterprise and then formed the Fifth Mississippi Regiment and then took the letter K to designate Capt. Booths company.

Later on we went to Pensacola, Fla., where we remained until the last days of March.  Then we left for Corinth, thence to the fatal battle of Shiloh, which began about sunrise Sunday morning, April 6, 1862.  I lost my left eye, went home and stayed till September, reaching my command in time to see the wounded brought out.  There my third Captain was killed.  The next point of note was at Chattanooga, on Lookout Mountain, Missionary Ridge, and all the way to Atlanta, Ga., thence to Jonesboro, Ga., where our beloved Gen. J. E. Johnston was relieved and J. B. Hood took command, one of the greatest mistakes of the Confederate Congress.  We then retraced our steps nor till we encountered another force up in Tennessee…(incomplete) fought them till we finally … rounded up at Franklin, on …. Where I was captured and went to Camp Douglas, Ill., on Dec. 3, and there took Christmas dinner and remained until Lee surrendered in May.

Thus, you see I got the sweet and bitter of the war between the North and the South. -- W. B. Brantley, (city unreadable), N. M.

Letter From Confederate. I take this chance of writing to some of my old comrades of the Green Brigade. I belonged to the old Seventh Regiment, and can say I am proud I was a soldier of Texas. I think now that it was the best move of my life. The good ladies of our State have provided a good home for all old broken-down soldiers and it is the best place for them I ever saw.

Miller Funeral Home of Blount Co., TN.
Abstracted by Glenn Teffeteller and Jeff Worth

Crye, Ada  07-16-1898  05-11-1971 Robert McConkey Ida Atkins Pine Grove /Loudon Co. TN
Crye, Betty Jo 02-23-1941 02-13-1997  J.D. Crisp Eunice Lee Kirkland Williamson Chapel
Crye, Birsha Cate  01-06-1919  09-22-1993  George Jones Georgia Clevenger Williamson Chapel
Crye, Charles Edgar 09-21-1889 07-26-1962 George Crye Emma Huffstetler Bethel
Crye, FrancesLucille 09-19-1910 05-12-1986 James M Carpenter Eugenia Hannah Williamson Chapel
Crye, Jess Albert 05-04-1901 06-13-1963 Will Crye Ninnie McCollum Pine Grove
Crye, Jess Franklin 11-19-1905 07-27-1962 Granville L.  Crye Maggie Kiser Williamson Chapel
Crye, John Selmer 02-20-1901 03-23-1979 Sam Houston Crye  Martha Baumgardner Williamson Chapel
Crye, Joseph  Oscar "Jake" 07-14-1905 11-29-1978 Granville Crye Maggie Kaizer Williamson Chapel
Crye, Maggie Martha 09-18-1881 12-20-1956 Sam Kiser Sarah Hutsell Williamson Chapel
Crye, Ollie  10-04-1897 09-06-1984 James  Franklin  Hammontree Sarah Cabe Williamson Chapel
Crye, R.L 08-21-1922 12-16-1982 John Crye Ollie Hammontree Williamson Chapel
Crye, Robert  09-12-1934 12-27-1983 Carl Crye Lucille Harold Carpenter Williamson Chapel
Crye, William Carl 10-06-1908 12-01-1979 Will Crye Caldonia Hammontree Williamson Chapel
Henry, Stella Irene 10-06-1913 04-02-1990  John Crisp  Mae Crye Centenary
Hill, Minnie Adean 04-15-1925 01-28-1979 John S. Crye Jessie Hammontree Williamson Chapel
Ridge, Mae Crisp 05-31-1892 08-11-1968 Bill Crye Caldonia Hammontree Williamson Chapel
Hatcher, Charles Edward 02-09-1904 05-25-1975 Sam Hatcher Alice Crye Williamson Chapel