Halfpint

Ada Terry Norwood, 'halfpint', daughter of Wesley Sartin Terry and Edna Maggie Boyd Terry. Barry Co., Mo.

Wellington, Kansas Family Group

Left to right: Roy D. Terry, Melvin Daniel Priest, Shirley Priest, Lou Priest, Marilyn A. Terry. Children are : Michael and Marty Priest.

Family of Daniel Thomas Mortimore

Daniel Thomas Mortimore

Daniel Thomas Mortimore , son of Alfred Mortimore.

Fenton Girl - 2

Sister of Louisa, same source, identified as Emma Fenton.

FENTON GIRL

Identified as Louisa Fenton, originak was in the family of Patsy Alice Mortimore Sherod of Kingfisher, Ok. The Fentons were her mother's family. Eliza Jane Mortimore married John Henry Fenton.

BURGESS FRANKLIN BROWN

"My grandfather was born in Tennessee," recalled Velma Dora Cochren Terry, "was part Cherokee Indian. When he came to Kansas, he came in a covered wagon, Indians were living all through the prairie states, buffalo roamed everywhere at this time. He settled in Sylvia, Ks and lived in or around there until he died. He was crippled since he was in his late teens, kicked by a horse, walked with a cane for years. He could drink coffee as hot as anyone could make it. He was an impatient and gruff person, all us grandchildren were a littleafaid of him. " Her sister, Elva Cochren Merry, remembered, "He loved soda crackers, he would fill a plate and have a cup of coffee or hot tea. That was a snack for him. He was pretty grumpy, maybe from pain in his leg from an early injury, but once some of the children and grandchildren were playing and running around through the house. He told them to stop their noise and foolry. They did not listen and the next circuit they made through the house and his chair, he just set his cane out and tripped the first ones. They listened after that!"

GEORGE DANIEL COCHREN (1875-1931)

Velma Dora Cochren Terry remembered her father with very fond memories:

"My father moved to Plevna with his family around 1919. First worked in harvest fields, then was a track walker for Santa Fe Railroad for a short period, and then became janitor for Plevna Public School, and remained so until his death. When I attended school, daddy was always janitor, when weather was bad, he would fix our lunch in the cooking room in school (hot dogs with sandwich spread and drinks). Boy! We liked that. We always watched for him to ring the school bell. He walked home with us for lunch every day the weather was good. Daddy never owned a car, but he made us a comfortable and happy home.

He played violin and piano. He bought us a player piano when I was in my early teens. He would play and we would all sing.

He told us of when he first came to Plevna as a boy, there were buffalo roaming all over the plain. The first thing I can remember was going swimming, with me on his back. I was about 2 ½ years old, my mother said, but I can remember it clearly.

When pay day came, once a month, Daddy always bought a cigar and a big sack of candy. When we would smell the cigar smoke, we knew it was candy time. Daddy was a good moral man. He lived like a gentleman and set a good example for us. He was a positive man about manners. Was not a Christian until on his death bed 2 days before his death, he himself told me he had made his peace with God.

He (father) lived to only to see one grandchild, when Melvin Daniel Priest was one month old, he died. He and mother were very happy together. We were really poor, but didn’t know it, because we were happy, and never went hungry or ragged. "

Ruhama Isadora Fenton (1858-1929)

Her granddaughter, Velma Dora Cochren Priest Terry, recalled: Ruhama Isadora Fenton Brown - "She was my grandmother, on Mother’s side. A very tiny little lady, the first real Christian I came in contact with. She belonged to the Church of Christ, was a firm believer in God and left her Christian testimony whatever she went. The first church, I ever attended was with her. We stayed with her every summer for a week. She made the best tomato soup I ever tasted (note: see recipe on this blog). I never saw her mad; the most patient of people. She died when I was 14."

Ruhama went by the diminutive, Dora and Velma was named for her. "Ruhama" is a name derived from the book of Hosea in the Bible and it means "mercy."

Hutchinson , or Sylvia, KS newspaper ca April 20, 1929 (exact date of clipping unknown):
"MRS. B. F. BROWN OBITUARY

Ruhama Issadora Fenton was born September 11, 1858, and departed this life April 20th, 1929, age 70 years, 7 months and 9 days.

She was married to B.F. Brown, Nov. 10, 1880. To this union were born six children two of whom died in infancy, and one son, Frank , departed this life December 17, 1917. Those left to mourn her loss are her husband, B.F. Brown, Sylvia, Kans; one son, J.D. Brown, Ottawa, Kans.; two daughters, Mrs. Annie Cochren of Plevna, Kans.; and Mrs. Ethel Buggeln of Sylvia, Kans; also fourteen grandchildren and six brothers and one sister. Mrs. Elsie Brown, a sister, of Mountain Home, Idaho; R.W. Fenton and P.M. Fenton of Dodge City, Kans.; F.E. Fenton of Sublette, Kans.; E.E. Fenton of Hutchinson, Kans.; W.M. Fenton of Ottawa, Kans.; and L.E. Fenton of Lebo, Kans.

Sister Brown was baptized about 1884. She has been a member of the Church of Christ of Sylvia for the past eight years. She lived a faithful, consistent Christian life. Faithful to her God and a loving wife and mother. Her influence was ever for the right.

The funeral services were held from the Church of Christ Monday afternoon and were conducted by Rev. Thornhill of Hutchinson. Interment was made in the I.O.O.F Cemetery."


Velma also recalled how the funeral brought in wooden folding chairs, distributed hand fans, and a wonderful accapella mens quartest sang. The air was filled with aroma of floral tributes.

WHO BELONGS TO WHO?

Anyone who has done family history knows how hard it can be to iron out parentage. With P.P. Brown (aka Ptolemy, Ptolema, Delphus, and P.P. Brown) had three wives and for many years it was unclear who was the parent of which children. Different lines had different theories. Once it was learned he had served in the Civil War a copy of a pension record was requested from the National Archives. A satisfyingly thick set of papers resulted. Inside was a listing of just who the mother of his children had been. There birth, death, and marriage dates. There was also a list of children's names verifying the accuracy of numerous family trees. He filed the papers in March 1898.

CIVIL WAR SCOUT AND SPY: THEY HAD THE 'HEMP TO HANG' BROWN BUT NEVER CAUGHT HIM

In 1889 a man wrote to Ptolemy Philadelphius Brown inquiring about his service in the Civil War. He belonged to Co. L, First Regiment Ark Cav Vol. "I stayed in the Boston Mountains as a spy for Willhite and Gillstraps. I concealed and fed union men who were running from the conscript law. I piloted men through the mountains so they could get to the union Army. I lay in the brush with and fed strangers but they were true. At last a friend came and told me that on old Soldier had the hemp for Brown to pull. But I didn't pull it..."

He filed a pension in 1890 and died in the Old Solder's Home in Missouri.

BARRY COUNTY BOY: Roy Dennis Terry (1910-1987)

An Interview with Roy Dennis Terry (1910-1987) recorded ca. 1983 while visiting with his son Dennis Terry in Wellington, Kansas. Roy was the child of Wesley Sartin Terry and his wife Edna Maggie Boyd Terry. Roy worked for over 3o years for Boeing Aircraft of Wichita and helped construct two of the first "Air Force One' craft. In his spare time he raised and competed pedigree Beagles through his kennel, Slate Creek.

“I was born near Butterfield, Missouri on a little 40 acre farm a mile and a half northeast of town, in a one room log cabin and lived there until I was five . They then (my parents) built a new house. It was not a log cabin but was made of pinewood. It was on the same forty acres only in a different location than the log house.

When I was three years old, mom, Edith, my baby sister, and me were at the house when the house caught fire on the roof. Mom told me to go down to the cornfield (about a half a quarter [mile] from the house) and call dad. I ran down there and just calmly told dad ‘there’s a big blaze on the house”. Dad dropped everything and run to the house and put out the fire.

I remember when I was just three years, before we moved from the log cabin, we had a horse that got tangled up in some barbed wire and cut itself and bled to death. It must have made a big impression on me for I can’t remember the horse at all. Also, Dad had gathered the popcorn in this box on the sled with a box on it that he hauled things in and pulled by a horse. Dad gathered the popcorn in this box on the sled. I seen this popcorn and thought it was the most popcorn I ever saw in my life, of course it was a lot of corn. We always had a lot of popcorn balls, and made sorghum candy called taffy at taffy pulling times. This was the land of treats we had.

When I was about three Mom always milked the cow. My job was to go out when she milked and watch Edith who was about a year and a half old and sat on a pallet on the ground. She reached over on the ground and found some dried cow chips and started to eat it, so I helped her find some more until Mom came and caught me. I don’t remember the tune she played on me but it left a big impression I won’t forget.

The fall I was five years old we moved from the log cabin to the new pine house. They had to move the stove wood in, so I went along every trip. On the way, we had to pass a yellow jacket nest and I would get stung, but by the time they were ready for the next load I was ready to go again. Got stung every trip but managed to go every time they went.

The first summer we lived in the new house dad cut down a tree in the yard, which was at the edge of the woods. He left a log laying there and Grandpa came up the road. About this time, we saw a snake by the log and it crawled right over Grandpa’s toes, he just calmly moved it over with his walking stick and went on. Don’t know where the snake went. I think it was a blue racer.

When I was seven years old my cousin Oscar TERRY was getting ready to go to the army. His dad was Kelso Terry and they lived in Rago, Kansas. He rode a motorcycle down to Missouri with his father. He had a about 30 days left. He brought me a set of dominoes and taught me how to play. I got where I could play pretty good. I kept those dominoes for years after that.

Back in those days we were all poor and about all we had was bread and flour gravy. I saved the family from starvation because we had one big old spoon that mom stirred the gravy with. Well, the oldest child, Clyde, helped stir the gravy; he was right handed. Then Pearl came along and she stirred with the spoon and was right handed. By this time the spoon was wore clear to the middle from that right side. My folks couldn't’ afford to buy another so they didn’t know what they would do. Then I came along and was left handed, so I started stirring the gravy with my left hand. So, we were in business again. I saved the family!

When I was about ten years old, they were cutting cord wood. That is wood four feet long and used to heat boilers with. They were cutting it right in front of our house and stacking it four feet each way. At that time there was a man the law was looking for and they all came out there and was looking for him where the cordwood was stacked, guess they thought he was hiding in the wood. We were real excited about all of this; we had never seen a desperado or a hunt for one. I don’t know if they ever caught him or not.

The only time I was ever really scared of the dark was when I was about twelve years old. My sister Pearl and brother Clyde and I walked down to Gunter, where they were having band practice. While we were there word came that the little town of Butterfield was on fire and the business district was burning up. So all of the older ones jumped into buggies and went to see the fire. All but me. I was left there alone. It was only one and it was only a quarter mile but seemed like ten. Every time I took a step, it sounded like there was a step behind me. And I could hear all sorts of noises like hoot owls and everything else you could imagine. This was the first time I was ever out alone at night. By the time I came to my aunts house I was scared pink. But I borrowed a lantern to go the rest of the way home.

A year or two later I was going to school, and I always took my lunch in a syrup bucket. Well, mom also kept her clabbered milk in a syrup bucket. I ran through the house and grabbed my bucket and away I went to school. About half way there I heard a noise like my lunch was splattering, so I looked at it and you guessed it, I had a bucket full of clabbered milk! I threw it over the fence and done without lunch that day. So the rest of the year they called me ‘clabber milk.’

My last year of school in Butterfield there was a kid there who was real little. One recess he didn’t come in the schoolhouse. He hid under the school and made noises pecking on the floor. The teacher sent me to see what was making the noise. I found him under the school and told him he better go on home because the teacher was looking for him. I didn’t tell her I found him. So, the boy went on home and caught it the next day from the teacher.

The first date I had, I went with Clyde to a band concert. I was to take this girl home and took her home in the buggy and in the meantime, Claude had made a date to take his girl home. When he came out to take his girl home, the buggy was gone. So I really caught it from him.

It wasn’t just that I was such a bad boy, it was just that all the things I did and thought were funny, no one else thought they were funny at all.

One time I walked up to the Bradley’s store to get some gas for my old Model “T” car. The store was closed when I was there I knocked. Had to knock several times. Finally, the door was opened and three guys were standing there with guns. Boy, those guns were big. They had heard the store was going to be robbed but of course, I didn’t know this. I was probably about eighteen then.

I was raised on cornbread and the hoe handle, and the reason I never got any bigger than I did was I got more of the hoe handle than the cornbread. The only difference between me and George Washington was he president and I never was.

PRIEST AND BUGGELN CHILDREN

Far left children Melvin Daniel Priest, Ruth "Carol" Priest (with the curly hair), and in front Helen V. Priest. The other children are Buggeln and Brown children - Darlene Buggeln Litzel, Jackie Wedup Brown, Dixie Buggeln Schoepf, and in front, on the ground with doll, Sheri Wedup. Possibly taken in Reno Co., Kansas.

Cochren Recipes

Every good wife learned the recipes of her husband's people and how to make it as good, if not better, than her mother-in-law. Here is a collection of recipes collected by Annie Brown Cochren. The originals were handwritten by Annie and the original is in the possession of her grand-daughter Helen V. Priest Calvert.

Brown Recipes

These were recipes from the Brown-Fenton family line. Ruhama Isadora Fenton Brown was said to have made a marvelous tomato soup -often with material fresh from her garden. Her "Rhubard Pudding" was said to be wonderful as well. Reno Co., Kansas.

Carl Verne Willard and Annie B. Brown Cochren

Married in Cassville, Barry Co., Mo in the middle 1930's, the Willard moved to Nebraska where Dan worked as a gandy man with the Union Pacific Rail Road. They were two gentle and kind people, much loved by all who ever knew them. They died and were buried in the Bushnell, Kimball, Nebraska cemetery. Nearby was the grandson of Annie, David Wayne Terry (1952-1952).

Grandma Always Wore An Apron

A familiar look for Annie, at least for most of her friends and grand children. When she died she had stacks of material already cut just waiting to be sewn into aprons. In Annie's home, no material ever died it just became an apron.

Annie B. Brown ca 1910-1912 (Reno Co., Ks)

BLOOMING ROMANCE

"Annie B.King

Nickerson, Kans

R#2 Box 45

Dear Annie

I am going to write you a line this a.m. Got your card last night. They were fine. So you are lonesome are you. Wish I had my work all done."

Reno Co., Kansas, ca. 1910-1912.

Annie and George married in Wichita in July 1912.

George Daniel Cochren to Annie B. Brown (then King):

"I don't know if I have your address correct, or not, what days

are you going to the fair. Am going the 26th for one and may be

that the 21st I don't know yet, (it depends on the weather) As ever, your friend, George"

Reno Co., Kansas ca. 1910

ANNIE B BROWN WITH BURGESS F. BROWN

Annie is shown here with her father, Burgess Franklin Brown. He was a crusty old man, so family lore tells us, who used a cane to walk and loved to snack on saltine crackers and hot tea. This was taken in Reno Co., Kansas.

One story tells how the children and cousins were all visiting - may even this event - and they were running through the house like urchins. He warned them to stop their noise and when they did not listen and were roaring through the house again, he put out his cane, tripping them, and sent them tumbling. Then, apparently, they listened and set about conducting themselves more sedately around him.

Marvin Hudson - Greek Student, the Early Years

He went on to pastor and teach Biblical languages, theology, and church leadership, earning a Doctor of Ministry from Asbury Theological Seminary in Wilmore, Ky.

Dan Willard Family

Woman may be wife of his son Carl and granddaughter Rosetta Marie.

WILLARD FAMILY PHOTO

The man on the far right with glasses was Daniel Verne Willard (called Dan by most). May have been taken in Sublette, Kansas or Barry Co., Missouri.

Carl R. Willard and Wife ca WW2

Son of Daniel Verne Willard and Joy Wisdom.

Willard Sisters

Not a direct line but the family of my step-grandfather, Daniel Verne Willard. He was the only grandfather I ever knew. When he died, his son Carl loaded up all the household goods (including, it was said, some of my grandmother's family heirlooms) and headed back to Alabama. A friend from church had gone in and packed up a box of some of grandmother's personal items (her dresses, aprons, part of her salt and pepper shaker collection, costume jewelry, letters, photos and an old leather wallet or document binder with clippings). When the box arrived, inside the leather document binder were also, unknown til later were a collection of photos of her husband's family. Over the years, I made several unsuccessful attempts via family history bulletin boards to connect with his relatives and send the photos to them. Recently, in I began scanning some of the ones with identifiers on the back and loading them onto Ancestry. These are the daughters of Samuel O. Willard and his wife Minnie M. Crandall Willard.

THINKING OUTSIDE THE BOX:FAMILY TREES AND SOCIAL MORES

In my father's line of the family there is a woman born in 1788 and all that has been known is her name "Elizabeth." This has led to a great deal of hair pulling over the years as one line after another attempted to connect her to this father or that husband...there have been some close fits but none you could say "takes the cake."

One of the realities a family historian has to take into consideration are those people who may have acted 'outside the social box'. In our search to identify Elizabeth, for example, we may be searching for a marriage record that did not exist. She may have never married the father of her three children; her name as known may be her maiden name; and we have to be alright with that.

There were numerous times throughout just American History when a woman might have no legal marriage record: she chose not to marry, her religious beliefs forbade or negated the need of a civil or church record, the marriage would not be recognized as legal, or marriage in her circle was seen as something done by the family or the individuals (by some patriarch of the family recognized as spiritual leader).

In many instances in remote pockets of the Carolinas, Kentucky, and Tennessee were reports who said vows, lived together as husband and wife, and then when the spring thaws came and the circuit riding preacher came back through there were weddings, often withoffspring attending.

In some instances, especially with men, they might have established a household with an African American slave or a Native American, and those unions in some times were not socially or legally recognized as valid. There can even be 'secondary' marriages or what we might call bigamy. These date back to as early as men left home to go trapping or trading elsewhere.

Politics could also play a role. Imagine for a moment a young woman whose family were dedicated patriots, committed to the cause of American independence falling in love with one of the thousands of English soldiers who served on these shores. Talk about your Romeo and Juliet!

So, sometimes, one has to think outside the box, lay aside personal issues of pride, practice tolerance and forgiveness, and recognize that the people on the family tree were not heroes and honor badges but were totally and completely human. This is important, because it allows us to learn and grow and become better people as well.

TERRY FAMILY: Barry County, MO

Roy D. Terry, son of Wesley Sartin Terry and grandson of John King Terry (Civil War Veteran), was born in Barry Co., Mo. Here he is shown in about 1965 gettng ready to go to work at the Boeing Aircraft plant in Wichita, Ks. He worked there for some 30 years and was involved in construction of the first 2 "Air Force One" craft and worked on one or two early NASA projects contracted to the Boeing plant.

TERRY FAMILY: Barry Co., MO

Alfred Terry and Ann Hazelwood.

TERRY FAMILY: Barry Co., MO

Young Morgan Terry family, son of John King Terry.

TERRY FAMILY : Barry Co., MO

Another son of John King Terry, Morgan Terry and family.

TERRY FAMILY: Barry Co., Mo

Another son of John King Terry, Robert S. Terry and family.

TERRY FAMILY: Barry Co., Mo

Son of John King Terry and Mary Ann Riddle, Alfred Terry and family.

TALK ABOUT STRANGE! COINCIDENTAL HISTORY

As I have shared on my other blog, Mystorical, my mother had bought at a local second hand store in Wellington, Kansas (Sam's Curiosity Shop) in the late 1960's, an old Victorian autograph album. It has been passed on to me before she died as we were both incurably romantic and into 'old stuff.' So, I begin looking through it and realize it is a great history project and begin to scan the more colorful pages, do an index of contents, and locate the person on the census records.

A delightful researcher finds it and happily loads it to Ancestry. Later, while going over some of the material from my grandmother, including an old paper-thin leather document case, I find some obits related to her second husband's family. Ah, I think, somebody may be looking for just this information. I begin loading it into Ancestry. Filling out the family of this man, who was the only grandfather I ever knew, I am finding other family group sheets with more data and then what do my wondering eyes behold.....there is one of the scanned images from the autograph album.

A happy, and slightly strange, set of circumstances, as I am sure you will agree.

To read more about the album, see images, and index visit Mystorical.

Tricyles Were So Hard......Then

From Birth She Had The Highest Sense of Her Own Abilities

"Yes, she is saying, I know my feet do not reach all the way....yet. But, when they do...."

AT GRANDMA'S

Edna Maggie Boyd Terry (1955)

WESLEY SARTIN TERRY, BARRY CO., MO

Roy D. Terry said his father was named "Sartin" because of a family who lived down the road from John King Terry and earned his admiration and respect.

HE WAS BORN IN A LOG CABIN

Roy Dennis Terry was born in a log cabin in Barry Co., Missouri in 1910. This is a drawing of such a cabin done by his grandson, Cullan Hudson.

He told stories of going down the road to visit his grandmother and how later, when she was bedridden she would hide hard candy under her pillow for his visits. Here is a photo of Roy (about 2 years) and his grandmother Mary Ann Riddle Terry.

Mystery Woman

Who is this woman. Could she be Millie Hudson James, daughter of William Hudson? Examing her face in magnification there is an apparent resemblance to the known Hudson children in the larger photo; a certain similar crease on the right side of the mouth from nose to jaw line. Maybe pure imagination. Anyone with links to Hudsons, though, this may be another possible ID factor ( two known family members had gaps between their two front teeth, the large ears through some lines are the others).

MUSIC GATHERING

A heritage of music flows through some of the Hudson-Ray family. Effie actually wrote a few songs (and an old 78 record bears witness to the work!). Her first husband was a musician and weather that was an interest they shared, or she picked it up in the marriage is unknown. Curtis played the guitar. Curtis and Virginia's daughter plays the piano, accordion, and some guitar one son plays the bass, but has been known to play the piano occasionally under extreme duress! At least one grandchild of Curtis also plays the guitar.

LEGENDS AND STORIES AND MYTHS, OH, MY!

I am researching the parents of one Mary Ann King, nicknamed "Polly' (In fact her marriage record uses that name)who married Joseph REED in 1805 in Livingston Co., KY.
Subsequent family records indicate her birthplace was KY as well.

A family legend indicates she was an "aunt" to Daniel Boone. "Aunt" during that time period could refer to a married woman of a particular relationship and not the sense we use today. I find that there is a King who married a daughter of Boone's youngest sister, Hannah BOONE STEWART. Her birthdate, place, and husband are all wrong. However, not enough is known yet about the family of her father, James KING to identify his possible sisters.....

I have seen mention, but have found no records yet, that another KING a generation further back married one of Daniel BOONE's cousins(?). This too, could be an explanation for the family legend.

My Mary Ann "Polly" King b. 2 Oct. 1786, KY md. Joseph REED 6 Sept. 1805 and died 8 Feb 1843, Clarksville, Red River Co., TX.

Her children (names can sometimes provide clues to parentage):
Sarah King Reed
Jane Reed
Hannah Reed (note this name and the above scenerios)
Mary Ann Reed TERRY (res. Ark and Mo)
Margaret K. Reed
Katherine C. Reed
Polly Reed
Lucinda King Reed TERRY (res. Ark, TX)
John Reed
Malinda Reed
Joseph Reed
James Reed

Family legend also indicates that she or her husband were members of the Cumberland Presyb. Church. On that denomination's website was a bio of a very early minister named Samuel King in TN. There may be a connection there as well... he is mentioned in reference to another early minister, Finis Ewing. That name shows up in the family of one of this Mary KING Reed's daughters: Finis Ewen TERRY. Maybe just honoring a minister once heard....but you never know.

The Samuel may be a similar respect connection only, but the website is worth a visit as it does include a family line on him so others researching this name may be interested in it.

I am interested in hearing from anyone with information on the KING family in that KY location at that time. Also, anyone with data on the KING marriages into the extended BOONE family.

Many King families appeared to have followed Mary REED KING's family as they went south into Arkasas (NW), Oklahoma (SE ca 1818), Missouri,and into Texas (ca 1838-).

Since this group was very "connectional" and had a habit of moving "en masse" with lots of kin providing a supportive network, marrying "cousins" at times...they may all be related.

If you have knowledge about a KING and BOONE family relationship please contact me so I can sort this out and determine if the family legend is true or not.

MARTIN AND MARY ANN TERRY (1814-1890)

MARTIN TERRY (FRANCIS MARTIN?) 1814-1890
Martin TERRY (William, John, William) was born the same year that Francis Scott Key’s Star Spangled Banner was composed. He was born on Tuesday, 25 October 1814, in Gibson County, Indiana as the third child of William and Barbara ENNIS TERRY. As just as young man of eighteen, he moved with his family in the spring of 1832 to southwest Arkansas. There, Martin met Mary Ann REED and they were married on 9 April 1835 in Illinois Township, Washington Co., Arkansas. In 1839, his brother John married Mary An REED’s sister, Lucinda King REED. There is a Martin TERRY on the Benton Co., Arkansas tax list of 1835-1837 and on Washington Co., in 1838.

The wives were the daughters of Joseph (1783-1855) and Mary “Polly” KING REED (1786-1843) had both come from Kentucky (they had been married in Livingston Co., Ky) into northwest Arkansas, according to John Terry’s family bible. Joseph had made an early foray into old Doaksville and Fort Towson in Indian Territory (SE Oklahoma between 1817-1820. He may have also been in Hempstead Co., Arkansas. They moved into NW Arkansas in 1829 and stayed there until 1839 when they joined son-in-law and daughter in Red River Co., Texas. There they settled just northwest of Clarksville. Joseph may have served in the Kentucky Militia of the War of 1812. There is a sergeant in that group and he may be the man on the roll of Capt. James Love’s 6nRegiment, enlisting 1 September 1812.

Martin and Mary Ann Terry lived in a time of rapid technological changes. During the time they resided in Madison Co., Arkansas, the new steam locomotive was appearing and on the nearby river ways, according to family letter of the time, steamboats traveled them bringing supplies and people. Later in life, Martin would hear of the telephone (with two of his sons bringing the first lines into Barry Co, Missouri.
Despite all the progressive moves of technology and science, Martin and Mary Ann saw many seams of the American national fabric unraveling. Conflicts over the question of slavery were driving the country (especially after the 1836 ‘Gag Resolutions’) and caused the split in the Methodist Episcopal Church. The split was simply a portent of forces festering throughout the country and rapidly increasing tensions erupted in April 1861 as the Civil War began.

Martin had wanted to move to Texas in the 1850’s but the economy in Arkansas prevented it. His disappointment at the setbacks haunts several of the letters from the time. Northwest Arkansas suffered repeated depressions in the wake of the Great Depression of the 1830’s. Many left Arkansas to try their luck in Oregon or California, especially once tales of gold came back. After the death of Joseph reed in 1855, the desire to go to Texas was even stronger and began to make those plans. However, further setbacks arose and they moved instead north into southern Missouri.

Yet, something was stirring over the landscape. Could they have heard it, they would have recognized the drumming of horses hooves, and the pounding of marching feet as two armies moved into place.

PRELIMINARY INDEX TO TERRY FAMILY LETTERS

INDEX TO TERRY FAMILY LETTERS
Various versions of these letters are in existence ,as copies were distributed at various times by the late Hattie Terry (Kansas) and Ruth Terry Preston (Texas). I have copies given to me by both, with permission to reproduce from the latter. In the mid 1990’s Terry cousin, Jed D. Terry compiled, annotated, and printed the letters (along with photos, documents, etc.) into two volumes titled, The Terry Family Letters. Springfield: Jed D. Terry, 1996. This collection can be found in several academic and local history libraries.

The letters are specific to William and Barbara Terry and his children, and since his sons Martin and John married Reed sisters, a collection of some letters between Reed descendents. They date from 1848 to 1868. They represent communications from the family in Texas and the family left behind in NW Arkansas and later SW Missouri.

The index is a work in process, so may not be complete as to names or identifications. Family related names are marked with an * and others identified as possible from other sources. Collateral names into which children married include Harp, Waltrip, Ennis, Woodard/Woodward, Gutry/Guthrie, Riddle, Reed and Newberry/Newbery.

19 Dec 1948
Enoch Harp*
Elijah Waltrip*
Martin Terry *
Joseph Dennis
John Terry*
Brother (Thomas) Standford – Methodist Minister
Brother (Russell M.) Morgan – Methodist Minister
Neal Dennis
Thomas Terry*
Brother (John) Harrol – Methodist Minister
John Wright
Fletcher Terry*
Joseph Reed*
7 April 1852
Jo Bohannon*
John Ennis*
Josiah Terry*
Martin Terry*
6 May 1854William Harp*
William Gutry*
Elisha Ennis*
Elisha Terry*
8 July 1855
Martin Terry*
William Harp*
William Gutry*
18 July 1857
Isaac Guest
Martin Terry*
31 July 1857
Joseph Terry*
17 Nov 1858
Findley/Finley*
Elisha Ennis*
Betsy Woodward*
Martin Terry*
Serena (Terry) Newberry*
William Terry*
Mother Terry*
Wm Harp*
Elisha Ennis*
Matilda (Terry) Ennis*
9 July 1871
William Ennis*
Martin ennis*
Wm Harp*
Nancy Ennis*
9 Nov. 1877
Matilda Terry*
Bill Terry*
Martin Terry*
10 August 1852
This letter contained political news as to people running for offices in NW Arkansas.
John Reed*
Hon. Joseph McMurry
------Perry
Col. Blackburn
Gen. John Wood Jr.
-----Conway
John Long
Capt C.M. Johnson
-----Smithson
Geo. Sanders
Gen. Jo Wood
Co. Benjamin Vaughn (Sheriff)
----Smithson
Henderson Bohannon*
10 July 1854 (Madison Co., Ark)
Lucinda Terry*
Fines Ewan Terry*
Tho. McGinnis
T.M. Johnson
Sarah Terry*
James Miller Terry*
Dr. S.L. Sanders
Elizabeth (Terry) Bohannon
William Terry*
Judge Berry
Jane Terry*
Clark Terry*
Gen. S. Wood
Dr. G.W. Forrest
10 Jan. 1855
Joel German
John Reed*
Elizabeth Woodward*
25 Dec. 1854
James Miller Terry*
15 Jan 1856
Mary Ann Reed Terry*
27 Feb. 1856
Joseph Terry*
Elizabeth (Terry) Woodward*
Major Middleston Tuttle
20 Dec. 1859 (Washington Co., Ark)
John Johnson
James Dickeson
Thomas Harp*
Bryant Smithson
John Homesley
James Sutton
Jack McGuire
John James
(late) 1867 (Newton Co., Mo)
Polly Reed*
Sarah Terry*
Lorenzo Dow Terry*
Betsy Woodard*
20 March 1882 (Purdy, Barry Co., Mo)
J.W. Riddle*
Nancy Harp*
Elizabeth Waltrip*
Betsy Woodard*
Matilda Ennis*
27 Sept 1867
John K. Terry*
Hetty Waltrip*
Millard Terry*
Marthay Waltrip*
Milburn Terry*
Nancy Waltrip*
Lige Waltrip*