In a message dated 2/1/99 8:41:22 PM EST, kingranch1@earthlink.net writes: > I also have the names Barton and Hall in my families. Were any of your > Halls Cherokee? Connie I also have Hall in my Barton Family. I don't know where Mary Hall came from but I do know that Johns grandparents came from Pendleton Co. KY in 1825 going to Ilinois then to Reynolds Co. Mo. in 1845. A note in a family bible says his grandmother Mary (Polly) Earles was a full cherokee. I do not have the family bible. It was passed on to me by another researcher. I left the song that John wrote in this post just in case someone might recognize the story it tells. Parents George CAMDEN = Mary HALL --------------------------------------------------------------------------- Children Mary Ann Camden = John Thomas BARTON Married October 27 1887, Reynolds Co. Missouri. Mary Ann : John Thomas BARTON: Born June 2 1865, Reynolds or Iron Co. Mo. Died July 9 1935, Franclay Mo. John Barton was a Minister and wrote a song called IRON MOUTAIN BABE about 1902. I remember my grandmother LUEmma Lewis Lee singing this song and then my Mother used to sing it to. My mother, Frieda Emmaline Lee Barnes is the one that wrote out the words for me. IRON MOUNTAIN BABE I have a song I would like to sing It's awful but true About a babe thrown from a train By a Mother, I know not who. This little babe but a few day's old was in a satchel lain, It's little clothes around it fold and thrown out from a train. The train was running at full speed The north bound number four and as they crossed the Big River Bridge She cast it from the door. A mother unkind, a father untrue but this I'm bound to say. It must have grieved that mother's heart to cast her babe away. It bruised it's head and hurt it's arm the fall upon the ground but a kind old man lived on this farm and the poor little babe he found. The valise was fourteen inches long in which this child was found six inches wide, five inches deep and very closely bound. It was Bill Helms who found this child, he heard it's helpful cry and he took it to his loving wife, She would not let it die. They washed and bathed it's little head and soon they hushed it's cry. May God Bless them while they live, God Bless them when they die. This little babe bless it's heart I cannot tell it's name it has a mother to take it's part and a father just the same. They call him William Moses Gould Because he has no name But if he lives to be a man he will wear it just the same. Come one come all, attention give. This lesson is for you. Teach your children how to live and tell them what to do. This wicked world is full of sin, God help us all to pray, and be prepared to enter in upon that judement day. The judgement day will come to all, the rich as well as poor. Then God will take his children home For Jesus is the door. This ends my song, my story told, it says to all goodbye, until we meet around the fold in that bright world on high. Auther- John Barton Written around 1902 Iron County MO.