LETTERS






MAXWELL


The following is a letter from Ermon and Anna Mae Maxwell to cousin Isaac
Maxwell when he was drafted in World War I.  Both Isaac and brother David
were enlisted at same time and ironically, both died of pneumonia (Spanish Flu) 
before seeing any battle.  David died on ship just off the Coast of France and
Isaac died while still in training in US. David and Isaac were sons of 
Franklin Lee and Nancy Jane Rutherford Maxwell.  Below is a picture of 
Isaac in uniform.

						Arnett Tex
						Aug 25 1918
Dear Isaac,--
		How are you feeling these hot day  But today is more. 
pleasant than the others have been   Let me tell you before I go any
farther that I have a sore thumb and you will half to excuse writting
		We are starting on a cotton Pickin in the morning  I do
hope we can find lot to do every thing  sure is sorry here  Mr 
Maxwell folks have been gone for over a week  But have not heard from them yet
		I know you sure do enjoy looking at that picture you 
didn't know she was so pretty did you  (I bet you dident)
		Where is dave and how is he getting along  we never have
heard anything from him.  hope Dave has landed safe in France sure am glad
he got there safe
		It is cloudy here this evening  do you rekon it accidently
rain here this evening will R________ is in Waco Barbering  went last Tuesday
		The meetings have all closed with pritty good success
		hope you are liking better by now think there is a lot more
of boys to leave Tuesday.  But don't know.  How many have you even struck
up with any Body that you know from Coryell.  since you have been down there  
we will write to you and let you how we are getting along on our cotton 
picking when we get station  You must write to us for we are all way waiting
and glad to hear from you.
		By By may God watch over you and we prayers for you and guide
you in his foot steps  N is our prayers pray for your self  God will hear
your prayers
			with lots of Love  your cousins
                        Ermon and Anna Mae






This is a letter from the Red Cross to Mr. Frank Lee Maxwell of Ireland in 1918



The American Red Cross
Washington, D. C.

December 21, 1918

My dear Mr. Maxwell:
	We believe that, if you write to the Captain of your son's company, he will
very willingly give you a description of your son's illness and death.  You should
address him in care of Battery B, 127th Field Artillery, 34th Division, Am.B.F.,
France. We have written to Mr. Borland, Ellis Island saying for all possible
information  of your son's death, and shall write you again just as soon as a reply
comes from him.
	Your son gave his life for his country quite as much as though he had fallen
in battle, and he ws honored with a military burial at sea.  The Longitude 18 and the
Latitude 21, mentioned in the letter, locates as well as possible the spot in the
beautiful deep ocean where your son is resting quietly.
	The Red Cross extends to you the deepest and most sincere sympathy, and wishes to 
help you in any way possible.
						Sincerely yours,
						hand signed by
						W. R. Castle Jr.





ALTUM


This is a letter from Obedience Hall Altum written to son Newton Russell
Altum and wife Elizabeth Irene Watson Altum who lived at this time in Spring
Hill, Murray Co. GA.  Obedience died following the 1870 census in Anderson
Co. TN.  Between 1870 and 1872 N.R.Altum moved to Texas.  The letter is 
written by Spencer Altum, probably older brother, 5 years older than Newton,
or possibly a cousin, although I cannot place a cousin Spencer at this place
& time.  Original letter in possession of Johnny DeLord of Gatesville in
1991.

State of Tennessee
Anderson County        				April 7, 1861

Dear Son & Daugher        
		I now have the oppertunety of ancering your kine letter to
mee  I was glad to hear from you & hear that you was all well  We air all
well but my Self & I have bin confined to my bed for a Good While  Newton 
I wold like to see you all mity well but I think very likeley you have put 
off the time to come to see mee to long for unless some Change I cant live
long. & if I never See you Eny more I want you to try to meete mee in a 
better world than this I have nothing more to write much I think that 
Thomas has Give out coming Down this Spring  So you must write as Soon as 
you can and let mee hear from you & you must come up as soon as you can
So I must Close for this time by Saying I Remain your Mother untill Deth
                                               Obedance Altum
                  To N. R. Altum & famley
Wrote by Spencr Altum
A few lines for my Self now
We air all well at this time & hope that theas few lines will reach you &
fine you all well  I have nothing of intrust to write to you at presant 
times is very harde about money at this time.  Produse is not near as by 
as it has bin  hear all the they was bin a gradeal of corn & Stuf Distroyed 
by Water this Spring  we have had more Rain this Spring than I ever saw I
think  We air not dun Sowing oats yet & in fact their is not Eny Body that 
has Dun Enything to wards farming yet      Newton you must write to me and
let mee now how times is Down their   So no more at presant But Remaines
yours &  cu----  (possibly cousin)             signed Spencer Altum




LETTER FROM JAMES L. MCNEELY

The following is a transcription of a letter written March 10, 1902 by James
L. McNeely of Gateville, Texas to the Advance in Pontotoc County.  It was
published by that newspaper March 14, 1902.  Thank you very much to
Charmian Giles, who submitted the letter for inclusion on the 
Pontotoc County website.



Gatesville, Texas
March 10, 1902
Being a native of Mississippi, my old home in Pontotoc County and a
subscriber to your paper, reading so many letters from other parts of Texas
and never seeing any from this (Coryell) county, tho't I would write a few lines.
I was born in Lafayette county, Miss., the 3rd of January 1843.  My mother
died when I was quite young, leaving myself and two little sisters without a
mother to help raise us.  A few years later my oldest sister died, leaving
just two of us.  Later on our father married the second time, and in
February 1859, he died.
In 1862 I joined Co. G. 34th Miss. Regt..  Samuel Benton, of Holly Springs,
being our colonel.  Just before the war, my youngest and only sister married
Joseph A. Gray.  He and I went out in the same company.  A braver nor a
better soldier was not in the Confederate Army.  About three years ago that
dear sister died.  Later Gray remarried, and in three or four months he
died.  You are all familiar with the case - a shame and a disgrace almost to
the human race.
I was captured November 24, 1863, in front of Chattanooga, Tenn.  Our
brigade was commanded by one of the noblest men of the army, the lamented E.
C. Walthall.  I was carried from there by way of Nashville and Louisville to
Rock Island, Ill., prison and remained a prisoner until the last of March,
1865, which brought the war nearly to a close.  Now talk about tough times,
we had them while in yankeedom; half starved; nearly frozen in winter, and
drinking hot water out of the Mississippi River in the summer; with almost
all kinds of diseases amongst us, and dying daily.  We were guarded awhile
by a regiment of negroes, and every once in a while the black devils would
shoot down a prisoner.
Sometime in March we got news that we were going to be exchanged.  If you
ever saw a proud set of boys right there they were.  On the 27th of March
'65 we landed in Richmond, Va., for exchange.  I remember well on our
arrival at Richmond the first thiung that  caused me to think that our cause
was about lost, one of the boys and myself took a notion we wanted a drink
of liquor, and the two drinks cost a ten dollar confederate bill.  Well, as
soon as we could we got transportation and started for "home, sweet home".
The railroad being so badly torn up we made slow progress, having to foot it
so much.  Finally at West Point, Ga., myself and two comrades quit the
railroad and struck out across Alabama web-foot fashion.  While in Alabama
somewhere we heard of Gen. Lee's surrender.  We all (that is, what was left
of us) went back to our old homes to find a great many of them in ashes,
fencing all burned, stock gone - nothing left but an overpowered lot of
confeds. - not whipped, but starved and burned out.  Of course we had the
"git-up-and-git;" went to work to rebuild our houses, and today we are one
of the greatest, happiest, proudest and most prosperous people under the sun.
In December, 1867, I was married to Miss Elizabeth Craig, of Tippah County,
Miss., I think one of Tippah's best girls.  We have had our pleasures and
our sorrows, as all others.  We had two children born to us, a girl and a
boy.  The girl, the oldest, married J. W. Crow, a young man then in business
at Oxford.  They have three bright, lovely little children, two boys and a
girl.  In August, 1892, our son in his eighteenth year, was taken sick with
typhoid fever and the 24th of September following the Giver of all good saw
proper to take him from us - a hard trial, indeed.
I rented out my farm for the year 1893, and wife and I moved to Oxford.
During that year I sold the farm, and in January '94 Crow sold out his
business and we came to Texas.  Landed in Gatesville, Coryell County in
February and opened up a little business here about the 1st of March.  We
have done reasonably well - made a living and some beside.
We are very dry here; haven't had a real good, ground-soaking season since
the Galveston flood.  Crops were short last year; wheat and oats were
tolerably fair; corn almost a failure; cotton about half crop.  We have been
doing a credit business; didn't collect much over 50 per cent. of last
year's trade, but still going ahead in the same line, hoping for rain and
big crops.
We have a good town of between 2500 and 3,000; fine schools; flour mill;
electric light plant; artesian water; two banks; oil mill and compress; six
churches, and good, law-abiding people.  There are five saloons here but
little drunkeness.  We have good people, good society, and good land though
land is high - from $10 to $30 per acre - owing to quality and locality.
There are a number here from Pontotoc County - the Russells, Grishams,
Wilsons, Mayhews and others.
I hope to meet a lot of old friends from back there at the Dallas reunion.
Come on, Rebs, and let's enjoy one more reunion, if we live till that time,
for according to nature we will all soon have crossed over the river.
James L. McNeely

Published:  The Advance, March 14, 1902, Pontotoc, Mississippi
Submitted by Charmian Giles





TODD


This letter was from W. A. Todd, Coryell County
to his brother F.F.Todd, Nacogdoches, TX


Jan the 20, 1868
Dear Sister     I seat my self this morning to answer your kind letter which came to
hand the other day.  you appear to rather think hard off us for not writing to you
oftener just like I did aboute you and others iff tha would not write to me  I would
not write to them    but this is rong.  if one smite the on one cheek turn to him the
other   if I donte write to you you write to me the oftener and donte bee so peevish
A P Sanders and J W Lemmonds I understand has moved on the Brases River 22 miles=20
above waco   patens mills is their P o  we are getting along tolerable well concidern
the hard times   we kild 1700 pounds porke   I haint sold enny  porke is
worth 4 1/2 cents to 5 cts corn 35 to 40  salt $7 to 8 sack   wheat $2 per bushel   tell
mother I would like to go to see her but I can't posabley leave home now  mr. vandiver
is gone to eastern texas and I donte know when he will get back   we cant boath leve at
once the indians came down last noon in 5 miles off hear and taken 3 horses from one man
than ware seen going up cow house with 200 head supposed to bee 11 indans.  30 men
was in persuit and onley 10 miles behind them the last account.  tell F F and mr
brookshier I will wright to them after tha wright to me  if I have anny thing to=20
wright on.  tell them to wright just as soon as ever tha posabley can get time
                                                 W A Todd
												 
Martha says to tell you she haint got time to write to you now   her and franklin
appears to bee vary buissy   she says to tell you that you have tide it on to her
spinning bad   she sys to tell you if you have supplide that country in thread just
move your factary out hear    you can doo well for a while

She timks maby their womin enuf out hear to weave as fast as you can spin.  but for-
goodness sake try to not hurt your self

This letter was written by William A. Todd to his sister in law, wife of his brother
F. F. Todd.  She was Elizabeth R. "Betsy Brookshire Todd, daughter of Farley
Brookshire who later moved to Coryell Co.  W. A.. Todd and Mr. Vandiver were in the
charcoal making business.  Burned ceders to make charcoal??

F. F. (Felix Franklin) Todd moved his family to Coryell county about 1873.

"F.F.Todd born 22 July 1821 in South Carolina and died at his home on Owl Creek
in Coryell County, Texas on Jan 8th, 1892 at 3:05 p.m.  F.F.Todd obeyed the Gospel
many years ago as a young man and had beeen a faithful Christian all his life
(Church of Christ)"

Copied from an old newspaper clipping.





FARRIS



This is a letter to Mrs. W. N. Farris from daughter Gussie Farris Barr (Mrs John)
written during World War I, her brothers Will and Harvey were overseas.

                                                                 Louise 
                                                                 Texas
                                                                 March 27.1919
My Dear Mother an family  it is with pelasure I ansuer your letter that came 
to hand a few days ago sure was glad to here from you all an here you all well  
this leaves us all well truly hope these few lins will find you all well
I haven't heard from you this week  hope I get a letter by tomorrow I got a hen
hatching one more setting on hen eggs an on 12 turkey eggs  we got 3 apers cotton
cotton planted we got a good rain winsday   we need rain to our corn is rite
pretty our arch potatoes are up pretty my beans an rest my garden looks very well
I got a big cabbage head for Supper wish you all here to eat cabbage   I dreamed
last night willie an harvey came home hope they are home by now an they come to see
me  wish I could see you all If I get to howart any I am coming to see you all in
june  if nothing happens  Johns is sending papa a sample of grass in our paster  it
looks like our field it just yellow green be   I been arning nerly all day  John is
helping mr., miller plant his potatoes today  it is a pretty day today but it rite
cool  hope it wont frost  I haven heard from willie or harvey any more  wish I could
here where they at   well it getting late  I got cook supper an milk  I get nerly 2
gallons a day since the grass put up   well rite tell me about new cane  soon I
rite  *    time brank*   your Gussie girl to my Dear mother  family tell lizzie an
annie to rite   so by by




This letter is from Mrs. Kit Carson, Route 1, Osage, Texas dated 20 Feb 1930
to Mrs. Fleta Young, Jonesboro, Texas c/o A.J.Sellers



Dearest Fleta and little Bobby Jean, as my heart goes out to you tonite will try 
to say a word to you.  Wish so much that I knew how you and your mother were.  This has
been such a lonesome day for me all by my self.  My heart has been with you.  If I
had been with you in presence might done or said one little word that = would help you
to bear your sorrow but you have one that is mightier than I.  Take all your troubles
to our Blessed saviour he will help you to bear them to home the sweet promises he
will not forsake us in time of need if we only go to him with a true heart.
Fleta be a brave little girl and mother to your Darling baby for you have her to raise.
She will be such a consolation for you.  Remember it's not all of life to live or death
to die.  This is such a sweet world to live in.  We have our troubles sorrows then comes
our secrets.  The secret part of your life.  Will be able to think back of the few short
years you sived with Robert.  How happy you were of all of the sweet memories you have
of him.  Then the day will come for you to meet again.  I want you to realize Aunt Mennie
is your friend any time you  need me or I can help you call on me.  We want you to come
and spend a week with us. As soon as you can tell your mother to come.  Be a sweet brave
little girl.  God will take care of you.  Lovingly         Aunt Mennie
Unkle Kit and Grady sends their love






Rusty Franks found the following letter in some papers and books belonging to his
mother, Manervie Bray Franks, after she died. The letter was published this time in the
Gatesville paper in 1970. Text of the old letter follows:

	I see a great many of the Old Timers writing to the News and I thought I would
come in for a little space.
	I was born in Henry County, Alabama and lived there until I was about 14 years
old, then moved to Coffee County.  Lived there til 1854.  Then emigrated to Texas and
joined the Confederate Army in 1862 and went east in Captain Hicks company.  I was in
the seige at Vicksburge where my First Lieutenant L. Clark was killed.
	My father, Little Berry Bray was born in Washington County, Georgia in 1801. 
He emigrated to Alabama in the early days.  There were few whites in the country. 
He settled in Henry County.  He remained there till 1840.  He then moved to Dale County
where I grew to full manhood.  Here I decided to do business for myself. On the 11th
day of January 1854 I was married to Catherine Carlton of Coffee County. In a few
days after our marriage we started to seek our fortune in the Lone Star State across
the Sabine River and set my foot on Texas soil on the 1st day of March - 1854.
                           _______________________________________
	He came to Texas in 1854 and lived in the Corsicana, Malakoff area until
moving to Coryell County in 1878.        The letter was not signed but was written by
Berry Irvin Bray.         
Berry Bray and family are buried at Greenbriar Cemetery






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