PHONE 1135
JULIUS W. MELTON
811-812
NEW MERCHANTS BANK BUILDING
JACKSON, MISSISSIPPI
1717 Edgewood St.,
Jackson
Miss.,
Oct. 19, 1938
Dear
Frankie,
I
know you think I fell in a deep hole, or something, since I have been so long writing
you the results of our trip (if any). I
wish I had known you were in Waco; we'd have made a special effort to get by
there, but even then we didn't have anything new to talk. Had begun to look like a wild goose
chase. This is the tale - - -
We
went by Arlington to see Cousin Mattie at the Eastern Star home. We
stayed at a tourist camp nearby and were with her several times. She went with
us to see
Ethel Read on Sunday afternoon.
Ethel is about our age and teaches school in Arlington, and lives a few miles out in the country - just
--- and her ----. Her Sister Clara had died about a month or so before we were
there. Ethel is pretty, and so nice, and has had a hard time. First she and her sister practically
supported the family, and then her sister got sick with some terrible ailment
(all of a sudden), cancer or something, and Ethel has it all. The parents had died before that, however.
Anyway, she would have been willing to give us any data she had, but didn't
have a thing, not even a letter, bible, or anything. ---- said she imagined
Mrs. Hext would know more about their immediate crowd than anyone. I asked
about the trunk, papers, etc. and she said Mary Anderson had the trunk. The
next day (Monday) we took Cousin Mattie and went to Fort Worth. After lunch, we went to see
Mary. Her name is Belsover or something like
that [s/b Buergener}, and she
has a sweet new home. She is about our
age, and has no children - been sick a lot and not strong now. Her brother, who
is a disabled veteran, was there, and her sister, Grace Lindsey (Mrs.), her
husband and daughter were there visiting. We were glad to catch them all, and
meet them. We had a jolly time, but with so many in the conversation of course
it was hard to get anywhere. Mary did bring out the little trunk full of
papers, but there were none of special importance, except that if one had the
time it would be fairly easy to get a line on some of the other children from
their letters. The grandfather of Mary
and Grace -
Thomas Howard - seemed to be the one to keep things together after
they were grown, because the ones in the gold fields wrote to him - letters in
the little box - and we read several of them. One out there (I forgot which
one) was writing him that Ben had ---- -- --- ----. That Thos. Howard was the executer of
----- ---- --------tiations from here.
Mr. Lindsey and Julius were ready to start out for Navarro County to "hunt the money" etc and after we
left we realized how silly that was.
Thos. Howard lived there but all the
doings were in Nacogdoches Co. We saw
one paper - an inventory - of Benj. Anderson's and it was cute. At
one place he enumerated "she bed, and stid". I would certainly love to have plenty of
time to mull over those papers, but they were not terribly old. It was their
grand-father, Thos. Howard's box, and these were his letters etc. Of course,
being administrator of the estate he had these papers about the inventory
etc. A Judge Blake of Nacogdoches was the one to dispose of things, so we thought
he was the "Blake" mentioned on your list. Mr. Kemp (will tell of him
later) said that there is a Mr. Blake there now who is a court reporter and who
frequently helps him on historical matters, and that is the Blake who told him
things. Must be a grandson of the
Judge. Anyway, we saw that we could learn nothing further from the papers -
unless we did have time just to camp out there. Julius did look at the dates
and saw that none of them were before the 1850s.
We
enjoyed meeting Cousin Mattie. She is
very poor and lonely, but the Home was a beautiful place. However, our visit proved disasterous -
although she says she's never had as good a time in her life, and she seemed to
be --. She had been sick some time before, she told us, and while she seemed
frail, and didn't weigh but 80 pounds when we weighed down town, still she
didn't seem sick. A day or two after we
were there she collapsed, and is now in a nursing (convalescent) home in Fort Worth. What she says sound like T. B. She said there's
a good deal of trouble in the lungs and bronchial tubes, and she can only write
and read so long each day. She is
tickled to death to get out of the home however, as she didn't like the
Matron. I thought that would be just her
reaction at first and that when she got used to being practically an invalid
that that would change her attitude, but she says she is still crazy about the
place. She is the only patient in the Lady's home right now, and the Ft. Worth
Eastern Star pays her expenses. She couldn't tell us much about the kin that we
hadn't already learned. Funny, Ethel
Read and Mary Anderson are nice to her, and she is their "Cousin
Mattie" etc. but none of them knew how they were related until we figured
it out for them. Ethel and her sister
--- bought Cousin Mattie's china closet full of dishes - some of the dishes she
painted, and some things of her mother's - mainly to help her, I think. She had sold all her paintings too, and the
ones I saw were lovely. Mary had a big
painted shovel in her living room that Cousin Mattie had painted a snow scene
on. Must have supposed to be a snow
shovel, but since she had it sitting by her gas grate, I didn't exactly see the
connection. Mary had a big brownish
painting of a boat that - - -
(missing remainder)
Well, we departed from Fort
Worth not much wiser that when we arrived but certain of one thing - that the
Anderson's we had met did not know even as much about their folks as we did.
Seemed Mrs. Hext should know more, since Thos. Howard lived with her when he
died (was her father) and when he was old, some reporter published an interview
with him. That didn't amount to much but
after it came out in the paper scores of people wrote him telling him of their
relationship to the family, or adding to the tales etc. and Mrs. Hext destroyed
the letters. The girls said she was just
sick about it when she realized how much the letters might have meant to anyone
(such as us) looking up the ins-and-outs of the family in later years. Do you know her? You sent
me her address etc. long ago but I have had so many irons in the fire that I
have never gotten to write her. I want
to --- --- ---- of Benj. Anderson himself, and it seems she would have heard
her father tell the tales since he lived to be old.
Do you know the
Mrs.
Matthews in Nacogdoches
that Mrs. Peevey lived with? In that
newspaper write-up you sent me, it said Mrs. P. was preparing two books. That was in 1929, and I believe --- --- ---
me she had only been dead about three years, so that would have given her
several more years on the books. I would
certainly like to see them.
Well,
to go on. We didn't find out any more
family ---- till Houston. We did
see the big picture in the Alamo ---- of the surrender of Santa Anna, under which
it gives the names of the men in it. One
funny looking "bird" in a round hat is "W. Anderson".
When I saw Mr. Kemp (who is not old at all and works in the -------- So. Bldg.) he
said that he did not think this was one of our crowd. Said he was named Washington Anderson and was from Georgia. I said our crowd had come from Al., to Texas (although they came there from Ga. and it would have been possible for Washington (if his ---- ---- to have gone direct to Texas and probably because of him the others
went.) Anyway, Mr. Kemp said about 200
men were waiting in the ---- for orders and he thought that our Anderson was there. I'm going to "--- him" for
the one in the picture as soon as I can find out if he was old enough (being
one of the second wife's children) to have gone direct to Texas from Ga. and probably induced the others to come. Mr. Kemp has written a book the "Hero's
of San Jacinto", so I'll have some very authentic
information to make him change his mind. He's a very liesurely
person, and the man in the office with him was --- --- ---- ---- ---- ----
--- ---- --- --- --- - -----. Must
be high up in the Co. to be loafing like that. --- --- --- stopped in Austin to see what the
library looked like ant the Dept. of Archives and Hist.
was in the basement, passed the furnace etc. all stuck down in there with a lot
of clerks sitting all over the place.
Made you state your business before they let you in since it was so
crowded. We didn’t have anything special we wanted to look up. I have heard
since that it was the University library that is so grand; I was thinking the
State one was certainly over-rated. Mr.
Kemp didn't know any more than we did.
Our man is only one of 10,000 pioneer families he is tracing, so we
can't expect him to go into it like it was the only one, but I shall write him
again to tell him a tale
Mrs. Richardson told me, and maybe he can tell me some
more.
At
Beaumont, we saw Mrs. Richardson. She is lovely. I imagine your mother knows her as they lived
in Waco. She is
Maude Gerald Richardson - but then you told me about her in the first
place. Anyway we had a good time with
her. She is so full of life and interested in things. Only her daughter, Maud,
who is an architect, was with her, and we had lunch with them. Her grandfather Tom Melton married Martha
(Patsy) Bryant, the child of
Elizabeth Anderson - Benj's oldest daughter. She
says that Tom bought a hotel at Old Washington (where he lived and is buried) and that when the
Declaration of Independence was read at the old Capital there, that someone
got up on top of the hotel and rang the big old dinner bell, and that they had
the bell. Said about two years ago some
ladies called on them and got it to put in a Museum, but she didn't know which
one. The dept. at Austin being so messed
up they keep the relics farmed out at the University and other places and she
said she was going to find out right away which one it was in. I don't see how Thos. could have owned the
hotel at the time they rang the bell, because he was having land deals here
every few weeks, and didn't sell out until 1865. He lived in N. O. [New Orleans?] in
the mean time too, and we figured he may have bought the hotel sometime during
those intervening years, and the old dinner bell "went with it", with
"tale attached". I don't
think Mr. Kemp knew that tale because he had gotten most of his data on the Meltons from me, ---
--- ---- ---- ---- -- ------ -----
--- so I shall have to tell him and see what he says about it. When Benj. Anderson went to Texas in 1830 we figured that Tom might have gone
along and bought the hotel and come back, but Old Washing-ton is about 145 miles? farther on from Nacogdoches, and he would hardly go that much farther than
the others and intend to go back and forth from here. Mrs. Richardson's mother Omega was living in
her father's house when several of her children were born. Florence, the actress one, was born back here
or N. O. and probably others. Florence, being the oldest, knows more of the family than
anyone else, but she had been very ill and could not write Mrs. R. about it.
I --- --- --- --- --- --- -- Mrs.
Richardson had her mother's Bible but no dates of Tom's death. We stopped at Old Washington to look for his
and Patsy's graves, which she says are there, but the grass is waist high and
the stones so scattered, over several acres, that we had to give up. Mr. Kemp
said they had the cemetery cleared off several years old (for Centennial) and
marked the "soldiers of Texas" graves.
Also fenced it in barbed wire through which we crawled. I'd like to go there in the winter when most
of the grass is dead. We did not find Tom's grave, however.
Next
stop was Nacogdoches. We had
lunch at Beaumont and ---- to get to Shreveport for the night.
Now we wish we had spent it at Nacogdoches, but at the time, one does not know what is
best. We got to Nacogdoches at 4:30
and the court house closes at 5:00. --- kept telling Julius they closed at 5:00 -
which he knew - and I had to stay out in the car to keep the
boys peaceable while he looked.
He found the estate papers alright. and it seems that even the ones in the gold
fields got their part, by sending power of attorney to Thos. Howard so he could
collect for them. If Benj. Anderson was
a millionaire he must have had it in land etc. and divided that out, be-cause
the ones that collected only got $124.50, and the five who did not collect (our
Susan was among them) were apportioned $122.66 each. Those who did not collect were the older
ones, evidently still back in Ala. Susan was
dead before her father, also Elizabeth Bryant, but this was set up for their
heirs. I had laughed and told Julius
I'd bet if he found any estate that was due us it would amount to about $1.98
each. He figured if it was 6% interest
divided among all our crowd, it would be $1.66
each. In the mean-time he had heard
from the Comptroller in Austin. He got the deposit number from the estate paper
and wrote them about it. Has been told now ---ring from them. Now they say that the Legislature passed a
law soon after this that no interest would be paid, so our legacy to be divided
among several hundred (or it seems that) people would be $122.66, and they say
you must bring suit to get that.
Consequently, we have no legacy, which is just our luck. To find one, and find we are entitled to it,
and then have it not be big enough to even pay for the notary fees. Well, at
least the estate paper proved, better than anything else we could have found,
just who were Benj's children. See, if
you wanted to join the DAR this proves that M. B. Anderson was Benj's son, and
then your mother's statement is all the additional proof you'd need.
I
wish you'd ask your mother about the revolutionary connection. Mrs. Richardson says that her mother, Omega
Melton Gerald, was a member of the DAR in Waco. Seems
they had a big fuss, and it was about to involve the husbands, and some of them
were Judge Gerald's best friends, so he asked his wife to quietly get out of
the Chapter - which she did. Mrs. R is
a member of the UDC and the Daughters of the Republic of Texas, and I don't
think she would have gotten the organizations confused, but I cannot find Mrs.
Gerald's name in the early memberships in the lineage books up at the Capital,
nor anyone joining on Benj. Anderson's services back about that time. If you could help about that, it would be
fine, because if Mrs. Gerald was a member that establishes his services. If you could find out the name of the Regent
or Registrar of the DAR Chapter there and let me have it. I do not mind writing
them, because it would be in their old records if it was the DAR to which Mrs.
R. referred. We have found one Benj. Anderson in a Va. Book at the capital who
was a Lieut. and if that is ours then his service is there, but if we can find
any of the
kin who belong on his services it puts the record there in Washington for all
time. That is one reason I want to get
all my lines fixed up so that no matter if you die or your things burn up or
what, the record is safe. Mr. Kemp gave
(or rather had sent) Julius some blanks to be filled out for membership in the
Sons of the Republic of Texas, and we'd like him to belong, but our
information is so inadequate. He could get in on account of Mrs. Richardson and
Cousin Mattie belonging, but where it says tell all about your ancestor
etc. we know very little to tell. When the record is a permanent one we'd
rather have it contain everything we can find out to put down.
I
am enclosing what the estate order said.
Since the records at Nacogdoches go back so far we could doubtless find many
interesting things there when we ever get time to back there. I shall be glad to send you anything
further we get, and will appreciate it if you can investigate the items
mentioned above. If you can tell me if
Mrs. Matthews (Mrs. Peevey's daughter) is still living (was 10 years ago), and
if you know anything about those two books Mrs. Peevey was going to write. Also, what about Benj. Anderson's
Revolutionary connection - and if your mother knows that Mrs. Gerald was a
member of the DAR there in Waco. Also
if you can give me the name of some Waco DAR to whom I could write to see what their
records show. These things will be of
mutual help to us, or I wouldn't be asking you to do so much.
I
trust by now that you and the boys have gotten good jobs and that all the
family is well and happy. I appreciate
the good "start" you gave us on the Andersons and trust that I shall have more to send you
before long.