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
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.
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
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
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.
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
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
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