Has no one joined DAR under him? If someone has joined DAR under him, you can send for a copy of the DAR application...looks like you just got the DAR patriot index info... Char

----Original Message Follows---- From: "Mattison, David RBCM:EX" <[email protected]> Reply-To: "Mattison, David RBCM:EX" <[email protected]> To: [email protected] Subject: Re: [ARCHIVES] Online Digitized Archives Date: Wed, 26 Jan 2005 11:00:00 -0800 Please see the Digital Library Collections by Subject: American Texts ( http://www.bcdlib.tc.ca/links-subjects-american_texts.html <http://www.bcdlib.tc.ca/links-subjects-american_texts.html> ) and North American Collections: United States ( http://www.bcdlib.tc.ca/general-collections-us.html <http://www.bcdlib.tc.ca/general-collections-us.html> ) sections, along with other parts of my British Columbia Digital Library ( http://www.bcdlib.tc.ca <http://www.bcdlib.tc.ca> ) for some of these resources. Most of the resources I descrbe are text-based. Sincerely, David Mattison, Private Records Archivist BC Archives, Royal BC Museum Corporation 675 Belleville St., Victoria, BC, Canada V8W 9W2 Archives physical address: 655 Belleville St. Tel: 250-387-3401 | Fax: 250-387-3401 E-mail: [email protected] BC Archives Web: http://www.bcarchives.gov.bc.ca <http://www.bcarchives.gov.bc.ca/> RBCM Web: http://www.royalbcmuseum.bc.ca <http://www.royalbcmuseum.bc.ca> Caveat: Speaking for myself and not my employer

----Original Message Follows---- From: Leah Prescott <[email protected]> Reply-To: Leah Prescott <[email protected]> To: [email protected] Subject: Re: [ARCHIVES] Online Digitized Archives Date: Wed, 26 Jan 2005 13:48:23 -0500 Mystic Seaport has approximately 300,000 pages of digital images online - many of our manuscript collections date before 1877. An example of one of those collections is our Andrew T. Judson Collection (http://www.mysticseaport.org/library/manuscripts/coll/coll247/coll247.cfm) - Judson was one of the first judges in the Amistad trials. To see a list of everything available online, go to: http://www.mysticseaport.org/library/initiative/MsList.cfm Leah Prescott Manuscripts and Archives Librarian Collections Information Technology Coordinator MYSTIC SEAPORT The Museum of America and the Sea G.W. Blunt White Library 75 Greenmanville Avenue PO Box 6000 Mystic CT 06355-0990 tel: 860.572.0711 x5263 fax: 860.572.5394 [email protected] http://www.mysticseaport.org <http://www.mysticseaport.org/>

We have had another $25.00 donation to our general fund, so now the total is $51.09...below is a link to the Coats DNA project public page at FTDNA...on the left hand side at the bottom you will see a link for contributing to the Coats DNA projects general fund....I have closed the PayPal account so in the future you will need to make a donation to our Surname project via this link... http://www.familytreedna.com/public/coats/ You will also notice on this page is our DNA results, this is only the kit number and last name of the participant....the real info page for your DNA project is still on the DNA page in the Coats archive... Any questions email me.... Char

We don't know which children were buried who belonged to William as their son George is likely the one in the following record: George enlisted in the 3rd Regiment on Feb 16, 1779 under Capt. George Warley. Linda Coate At 01:27 AM 1/23/2005, you wrote: >converting some old records and found this in files I had on my Coats >Blueprint website... > >Marriages: On the 17h of November 1757 William Coats and Mary Green >Spinster were married pr Lie. by the revd Mr. Richd. Clarke > >George Coats, on the 15th May 1763, George Son of William and Mary Coats >was Baptized by the Revd. Robert. Smith Rectr > >1763 - 14th Oct William Coats child buried >1763 - Sept 17 William Coats child buried > >On the 7th March 1782 Thomas Coats & Catharine George, were married pr >Licensce by the Revd Mr. Robert Cooper > >On the 27th Sep 1760 William Mathew & Catharine Coats, Spin: were married >pr picence. by the Revd Robert Smith Rectr > >Augst 1, 1780 Coats Sergeant of 7th Reg - buried > >Source: Register of St. Philip's Parish - Charles Town, or charleston, >SC, 1754-1810 > > > >==== COATES Mailing List ==== >To >unsubscribe, send the command "unsubscribe" to >[email protected] (if in mail mode) or >[email protected] (if in digest mode.) > LINDA COATE, Columbus, Ohio [email protected] www.ancestrees.com

Nashville Tennessee (To W C Mallicoat) Dec 13th 1862 Most Effectinate Brother I one time more in life embrase the oppertunity of addressing you by letter. It has bin some time sins I have hered from you till today I luckeyly came a crop one of your old acquantense to drill Capt Herell of the Tennessee Cavelry I was very glad to here from you, that is I was glad to learn of your being well Tho I was very much supprised to learn of you being a Trater to your country And to all that is sencure Brother I realy thought that you mite have looked back only so fairas your grandfather and saw the liberty that he fought for The liberty that I and you have appreciated That was handed down to us by our fore fathers and which people has bin the most presperous of any nation or people on Earth Brother I do not wish to hert your feelings in the least but William rather than I rebell a ganst the government that was or everwill be and the only goverment whar by man was free I would have my right arm severed from my body ya no that I will loase the last drop hearts blued for to mantain the liberty and freedom that we have so much appreciated William I will simply let you no what kind of a politician and soldier man I am In the 1st place I am a Washington democrat from the fact it was by him or rather through his generalship that we have been a republic goverment and in the 2nd place I am a Jefferson and Materson for they was for caring out the constitution that was formed by Washington and others which you may see planly in the constitution of the United States of America but not in any constitution that the so called confederey might adopt for we are convinced that they could not better the old constitution and in the 3rd place I am a Jackson man from the fact that he was for the maintence of law and liberty and when South Carolina made an attempt to seperate from the government in the time of his admanerstation he replied in these words if they dont come back by the eternal I will bring them back and when they saw that the old general was in ernest they soon drew on and if we have of Had a Jackson instead of the rebel Buchanon there would not have bin a rebellion As you and every man can planely see and according to scripture a house divided among it self could not stand and a Kingdom or Nation that is divided against it self should not stand their fore I and every one that can see an inch from his nose could see better than to go with the South in her rebellion or even sympathise with a set of traiters to the interest of all that was sencere Well William I understand that you are against your government which I term as a traiter I am truly sorry to think as here of your being a rebel but I understand that you have come home and taken the oath of allegience to the government which every man owes to the government Let me tell you I was one of the first man in Greene county to defend the old constitution by public speeches and in the 2nd place I was one of the first to valenteer in the defense of the government I valenteer in 1861 and was discharged on account of disibility and I became stout and I reinlisted into the service again I now belong to the 2nd ?(Mipward) Light Artilery Battery I J have been in the last service about twelve monts I have (?more) years to serve yet that is if I live to serve the time Tho I dont no (?that) I thik that the rebels want last another year Well William now you have taken the oath let me give you one word of advice live up to it This is the advice I gave brother Mory and he said he would stand to his oath Well he kept it about 6 months and the rebels got the power and he acted the fool and went off with the rebels and was caught driving union men cattle and was taken prisoner and was sent to St Louis and died their 3 of his boys went in to the rebel service and they have met the same or similar fate Daniel and all of brother in laws is strong union men tho not in the services I got a letter from my family yesterday they are all well and in fine health I weigh 185 lbs and all right William I want you to write me a letter if you please Direct it thus S A J Mallicoat 72 attery 5 2ndMo Light Art I remain as ever your brother thill death Farwell S A J Mallicoat

Patricia Ann Coats Hanrahan Daughter of Gene & Pearl Coats Growing up on a farm was a interesting, sometimes boring, hard working time. I remember doing laundry in a old shed, cranking clothes, putting them in tubs of hot and cold water, standing at the clothes line on a chair to hang them up. Another use for our clothes lines was my brother Kirk hanging up a possum by his tail, dad brought it home from the field. Dad, was a unique character, he had a great love for animals. One time he saw a stray dog (just a pup) and he drove into the field 40 miles an hour via the deep country ditch (it didn't matter there were icey roads, mud, rain, etc., when he seen something he went for it). When we ran the dog down, the dog ran under the truck & my dad was on his hands & knees yelling, here doggie, and we had a new pet. However, animals must behave & when our mixed breed Collie started eating chickens, dad got even, he took a dead chicken and soaked him in oil and hung it around "Pooties" neck. That was the end of chicken stealing. We were the proud family of many new members, skunks, rabbits, possums, cats, dogs, etc. One time Dad said "Buggy Ann" (my pet name, dad had us all named something), get in the truck and he told 2 dogs to get in the back of the pickup. We drove to the field and he sent the dogs out to the field. He got a gun and shot both and killed them. He said they killed some chickens. "Pootie" just got lucky. Dad also picked up kids. We usually had some extra boys around. We got Billy from Montana when he went custom combing and he became a member. Cousin Therrol came every summer from Los Angeles, Calif., boy were we impressed with him. He was the neatest member. He told us country kids the way it was in the city. We heard his tales of movie stars, flying fish in the ocean and we loved it. His friends were Korean, Italian, etc., and we just couldn't imagine it in dear old Plains, we just had white folks. My dad encouraged Therrol and the stories got bigger every year. Therrol was a chip off the Coats block. My uncle Kyle and dad use to entertain us with stories. Kyle was nicknamed "Doc", I never really knew why, but I think he was a Medic in the Army and I grew up thinking he knew alot about medicine. He & dad would keep us laughing. My friends loved dad. He died at 46, but he lived a full life. He never really grew up. We had a airplane and a motorcycle. He took my girlfriends for rides and flew upside down (he loved to scare them). He was always searching for excitement. You learned at a early age to mind him, he would knock you silly for anything, thump you on the head, five you a "Dutch rub", pinch your leg, pull your ears. He lost 2 fingers & thumb on his right hand, grandma Coats told me it was because he & a friend was playing with Dynamite caps in a cave. One time my cousin John, Kirk and I went looking for entertainment in the barn, we jumped from one bin to another and mixed dad's seed wheat. He was ferrous and we all got spanked. My cousin John was always getting Kirk and I in trouble. One time he forced us into going to Mrs. Timberlakes house and picking flowers, it started out OK, but John got crazy and started pulling them up and throwing them around. (He was a mean little sucker). I'm sure his side of this story is different. (Since I (John Staples) am typing these stories for my mothers book, I will set the record straight on this event. Pat, was 2 years older than me and 4 years older than Kirk and you the reader can easily figure out who would have been the ring leader of our gang.) My brother Kirk was a quiet little kid, but his idea of a good time and my dad's idea of him having a good time just didn't match. One time Kirk turned on a faucet on a tank and was playing in gas. This was during the time of rations. This created a great deal of yelling and crying. I am sure Kirk remembers it.

I, Neva Maxene Coats, was born May 5, 1913 at our farm home, 3 miles south and 1/2 mile east of Raymond, Ks. My folds were Samuel Porter and Josie Belle Jones Coats. I went to all my school years, grade and high school 2 years at the Raymond Schools. We had ducks and geese and as water stood in yard, they had good swimming and I waded with them. Mom would have us bring her the geese to the Chicken house and she would pick the goose down as she made pillows and feather beds. She gave all her children and grandchildren feather pillows. I had 3 brothers, Lawrence, Kyle and Eugene and 2 sisters, Faye and Irene. Mom started me to school when I was 5 as 2 other girls started at 5. One day at school, I was told to go to brother Gene as he and another boy, Carl Nielson, had built a cave close to school and at recess would go play there. They had found some dynamite caps on leather pieces and as they wanted a light in the cave. They had a light for a few seconds as Gene held the cap in his finger and thumb and it blew them off and pieces found their arms and faces. I held his arm to take him to the doctor and helped the doctor clean up his hand. We 3 youngest ones always wanted to see what the oldest ones were doing, so Gene, Kyle and I would watch around the corners while eating our peanutbutter and jelly bread so we had dirty faces and the gals tried to scare us away. When Faye and Irene came home from dates, they would always use me to warm their feet on. When they brought home other gals, I wound up at the foot of the bed. Our room was off the kitchen and porch and rest of house, we always said "Down Yunder" for our room. One time, high water from the Arkansas River came down the road and we had to hurry and leave home. We were ready to eat supper and when we got back, we kidded Irene and told her, her gravy sure got stiff. Mom was helping us clean our clothes closet and there was a railing around it and a snake was on the railing. She just said get me the hoe and that was last of the snake. Dads wheat crop was ruined as water stayed on it so long. One time, Dad had Irene and Faye in car and as had 2 gates on farm drive, when he stopped for one to open the gate and as Irene couldn't get it shut, Faye got out to help her and when heard door shut, he drove on and when stopped at the next gate, no one got out to open it, so he looked in back and no one there - He went back to get them. One time Faye went to take her teaspoon of medicine, she picked up the bottle of iodine instead of her medicine, Mom ran to get the car out of barn and told Faye to go back and swallow a raw egg or a cup of lard, Faye took both, said later she didn't know how she had taken them. Mom got her to doctor and he said what she had taken had saved her throat. We would go to town on Saturday nights and my friends and I would walk around our 2 blocks of Main street. Of course looking for boys. No shows or anything else for excitement. After Grandma, Calista Stewart Jones divorce, she took her name Stewart again. We always liked to go to her house. She had an organ and I now wonder how she ever put up with all the noise we made playing on the organ, of course we got sent outside to play. We liked to have Mom drive as she drove the old Hupmobile faster than Dad. One time Mom got up quick after nap to come the 3 1/2 miles to get us from school and she didn't look down the railroad tracks and she hit the handcar and knocked it off the tracks. One time we went to Baptist Church to revival meeting and when came out to go home, Dad had to crank the car to get it started and crank flew off and hit Dad above eye and cut gash, but Dad wouldn't let Mom drive, even as blood was running down his face and as went over the railroad tracks, train was coming and us kids looked and as we got over the tracks, train went by. Some scared kids. We did our share of going to other towns playing basketball, as had boys and girls teams. Sometime we had to ride in the rumble seats as we called 'em. One time our landlord, Mr. Flagg, came by and admired our new gate at house and of course Kyle told him, "yes, had to make new one larger so Neva could get through". Once, when a young girl, I was staying with Uncle Neil and Aunt Clara and cousin Evalena Haynes, at Turon, Ks., Evalena took me riding on the horse and the horse caught his leg in wire and started to buck and off I went into a sand pile. Evalena got horse stopped and was scared to come see if I was hurt. I was setting up laughing as was funny to me but not to her. Kyle was the skiney one and was called Skiney Coats, Gene was called Bikus Coats to everyone at Raymond, but sure told us not to call him that out here at Plains. Uncle Walter and Uncle Ira Coats lived at Plains, so Dad moved us out here in 1930. We lived 5 miles East of Plains across the corner from the Berghouse farm. Now, one would never know a farm home had ever been there. I attended my Junior year of High School at Plains. I married Charles Jay Staples Sept. 2, 1931 and we lived in Plains rest of the time. Son Charles Jimmy was born on Nov. 1, 1932 at farm home of Samuel Porter Coats east of Plains. In 1935, the dirt storms were bad and son Jim and his cousin Therrol Elliott came running from the north, we knew something was wrong and when looked there was black clouds following them, my, it was bad dirt storm. There were times when dirt so bad, had to put damp wash cloth over Jims face as he slept. At the meal time, you hurried and cleaned table and get ready for a meal and when through eating, table was covered with dust. As for cleaning the house, we would wait until storm was over and then get out the sweeper and get at it. Out North, where folks lived, the fence rows were about covered and could walk over the fence. When one turned on light, it still didn't do much good as the dust so thick. Talk about bad times, to us those were bad times. Son John Porter was born Dec. 3, 1939 in the same home we now live in. Dad had died in March of same year. Charles had a major heart attact in 1963. Off work for a year, in hospital 3 weeks. Dr. Orrison said if he made it, he would have a better heart than before. We have lived here all but a while we lived in Calif. until war broke out. Pearl Harbor, I was at show with Jim and John and Therrol Elliott when came out and to the market where Faye worked, they told us the news. Charles was working at a plant, Douglas Aircraft in Santa Monica, Calif. He told them he had obligations at home, so they let him out of his job. Charles farmed with Dad, Gene and Kyle. Kyle went to war, Gene didn't on account of his last finger and thumb. Charles stayed and farmed. We hope all who read these pages will enjoy learning all we have worked for and know it has taken work, money and time to get it this far and maybe someone in years to come can take it on back to our first ancestors. In our search for our Coats Ancestors, we went to Missouri, where we stayed at Charles brothers, Dorsey and Ruby Staples in Greenfield, Mo. They knew the country, so a lot of our thanks to them for the cemeteries we had to go to, to find so much. The one older ancestor, Elizabeth Coats, we finally found after alot of hunting and looking, was buried on Coats land and known as Coats Cemetery. The stones were mostly gone and just very few still standing. I had all our families, Dorsey and Ruby, Rick Coats and a cousin, Dorothia Robinson, with sticks with points trying to find a stone and after we left, Dorothia found the large slab we sat on and all - they turned it over and her name was on it. In Mo., they would say if I had red hair, heart trouble and a Baptist, then I was related to the Missouri Coats. Charles & I, with Kirk & Kathy Coats in their new Winnebago Motor Home, left Plains on May 20, 1984 -- went through Missouri, part of Kentucky into Nashville & stayed at Lebanon, Tennessee. On 21st, we went to Shelbyville, Tenn. to visit relatives on Wilson Coats side. She was Virginia Cathy and she called her brother Marvin Simmons to come and he could tell us a lot about Wilson W. Coats. Marvin also took us next day to the Cemetery & found graves. Also showed us where they lived & their land. Went to court house & library. We stayed in Cleveland, Tenn. and found the Cemetery where brother Lawrence H. Coats was buried but no one could help us find his grave. On 24th, we drove to Greenville, Tenn., where we found the Ebenezor Church & Cemetery where our first Henry Earnest & wife are buried. A grandson had put up new stones as others quite old. Got to see Henry Earnest's first Fort House built in 1777 & land which was granted to him by State of North Carolina for his service in Revolution War. We also saw house of his son Felix Earnest where a descendent of his still lives. Then 6 miles S.E. of Greenville the old Bethesoa Methodist Church built in 1884, the older one was established in 1792. In the Harrison Cemetery we found stone of Isaiah Harrison, born 1762, died 1848 (wife Elizabeth died 1838). We drove by old home place where the middle of house where they left the one side of the log cabin and built the rest of house around the cabin. They were not at home, so didn't get to see inside. On the 27th, we were at Nashville, where Kirk & Kathy took us to dinner as was Charles' birthday. He had waitress fix up small cake with olives for eyes, lemon sticks for eyebrows, candle at nose & orange half slice for mouth. 3 gals sang "Happy Birthday" to Charles. Sure nice trip from Kirk & Kathy Coats. We celebrated our 50th wedding ann. Now have 7 grandkids and 7 Great Grandkids. Its been a good life most of the time and have enjoyed the years of working on the family histories and now thanks to son John, we can see our work into a book for all to read and enjoy it. Thanks so very much to John and Shirley Staples. Neva Maxene Coats Staples

How We Came to be Here - By Mansel Coats About the year of 1807, in the State of North Carolina; which now is probably a part of Tennessee, a baby boy was born. This boy was James Coats. We do not know for sure who his parents were. We do know that he had a sister named Sally who visited here. The first official record we have of James Coats is the 1830 census record of Bedford County, Tenn. He was listed as head of household with wife and one son. The minutes of the Mt. Herman Baptist Church in Bedford County, Tennessee, January 9, 1830, show James and Elizabeth (Hart) Coats on the first membership list. On December 16, 1820 in Bedford County, Tennessee, another baby boy was born. His name was William Jasper Morris. His parents were Samuel and Mary (Saint) Morris. William Jasper Morris and James Coats married sisters. James Coats married Elizabeth Hart (Tennessee, 1812) and Jasper Morris married Agnes R. Hart. Sometime in the year of 1846, James Coats and Jasper Morris decided to leave Tennessee. Now, we have to use our imagination as to the reason for their decision. There are several things we can think of. Perhaps, as along the eastern coast, the soil soon became depleted and would not produce good crops. They could sell their land in Tennessee and homestead land west of the Mississippi. Or maybe, they were like the old bear and just wanted to see what was on the other side of the mountain. Anyway, they loaded their possessions, probably in covered wagons drawn by ox team, and began their part of the westward movement of this nation. The fact that at this time James and Elizabeth had 10 children, ranging in age from 3 to 18 years, with another on the way, evokes our strongest admiration for their courage. Jasper Morris and Agnes had two children and she was also pregnant. No doubt at times there were more wagons traveling with them. It is impossible for us to imagine the hardship and pain experienced by these brave people. Interstate 40 was merely a path through the fields sometimes perhaps completely obscured. Ramada Inn was probably a grove of trees with a clear flowing spring alongside. There were not many trees in Missouri in those days so shade or fire wood was not everywhere available as it might be today. The "Stop and Shop" or the "Git and Go" was more like "There goes a rabbit or a deer--git it!" No doubt, hunger was a common experience in those days! Weight watchers probably would not have been very popular 130 years ago. Corn meal to make bread, maybe some cured meat, dried fruits and beans probably made up most of their diet. Perhaps, the family cow traveled with them. September 15, 1846, on the Kentucky side of the Mississippi, Agnes (Hart) Morris gave birth to a baby girl whom she named Mary. They crossed the Mighty Miss (we don't know how) and traveled westward to the Texas-Dent County area where tragedy struck the little wagon train. Agnes Morris died. She was buried in the Pigeon Creek Cemetery in the eastern part of Texas Co. James and Elizabeth Coats cared for the Morris children until Jasper remarried and had a home for them. Elizabeth gave birth to Thomas Coats Dec. 24 of that year and it has been told that she nursed both babies. We do not know the exact date of Agnes' death or how Mary was cared for until Tom was born! REMEMBER! There were no corner drug stores with an ever ready supply of similac or playtex nursers! No pampers, either! Now, a decision that has shaped all our destinies! Why did James Coats decide to stay in Texas County? He traveled to about the center of the county to a spot where three rivers embraced a fertile valley. No doubt Little Piney, Hamilton Creek and Possum Creek had a lot to do with his decision! Although surface water was far more plentiful then than it is today, we must remember that springs and rivers were their only source. No wells or Public water Supplies to connect to! Probably the turn of the season was the main factor, however, Winter was near and they needed shelter. We have been told that James Coats was an expert with a broad-ax so with the help of John Henry and William who were 18 and 17 years old in 1846, a log cabin was quickly constructed. Could they cut the logs, hue them, notch and join the logs and get the cracks all chinked, say during the month of October? We don't know whether James Coats wanted to travel farther and circumstances made it impossible or whether he saw this valley and said, "This is just what I've been looking for -- I need travel no farther," we don't know. Perhaps an easy decision for James Coats, but what a determining factor for the lives of some 3 or 4 thousand descendants! And 400 miles was a good trip for one summer! What did they eat that first winter? The closest grocery store was at Rolla and a horse was their only means of transportation! And, how does this grab you--grocery list for a family of 12--gun powder and salt! Wild animals, turkeys and fish were plentiful. There was wild blue-stem for their animals. Their farming implements included a wooden plow and scythe. They probably had some homemade hoes and a pitch fork made from a tree limb with three forks for tines. Again, this was just a bit over 100 years ago--right here! One of the first things James Coats did, after building his own home, was to build a log cabin for a school. He couldn't read or write and he realized what a handicap it was, so he wanted to make sure his children had a chance to learn. This building was constructed about the center of the present cemetery. James Coats and wife were charter members of the First Baptist Church organized in Texas County. This church was organized in 1847 in the Hog Creek area by Michael Killion, D. Lynch and others. Having no building, they met in homes until James Coats suggested they use the log cabin he had built for a school. This cabin was used for church until about 1882, when the church that stands now was built. A frame school building was built joining the cemetery on the North. It was used for school purposes until 1908, when the present school south of the church was built. Jasper Morris was one of the first preachers at Union Church. In 1846 or '47, James Crawford and Cammaliza Forrester were married in Harlan County, Kentucky. Our next record of the Crawford family is about 1858, while living near St. Joe, Mo., when James Crawford died leaving Cammaliza with 6 children. Cammaliza had a brother Wesley Henderson Forrester who lived near Bado, Mo. (Dillard Reaves farm). Soon after James Crawford died, Cammaliza and children came to live with her brother, Wesley. About this time Elizabeth Coats also died leaving several small children. We do not know when James and Cammaliza first met, but the story has been told that being very proper people, James rode up to the fence and proposed to Cammaliza as she stood on the porch. Was it love at first sight or a marriage of convenience? Imagine, holidays with all the kids home! Ten of the older set of Coatses, six Crawfords and six of the younger Coatses - and all in a two room log cabin! We wonder if they were ever all under the same roof at the same time and to complicate things even more, there were nephews and nieces older than aunts and uncles! James Coats died May 1, 1893 from pneumonia. He had fathered 20 children, 16 lived to raise families, raised 6 step children and had cared for 3 of Jasper Morris' children, who were his first wife's sisters children. Cammeliza lived until September 28, 1921. Although she visited from time to time with other children, she made her home with son, Asa on the farm homesteaded by James. Mansel tells about his memories of Grandmother Cammaliza with whom he lived for twenty years. She spent her time knitting, spinning, cutting and tacking carpet rags, shelling beans, processing food. Cammaliza smoked a pipe so one of her main chores each summer was to raise enough tobacco. She would cultivate and keep the worms off the plants, then cut and hang it in the smoke house to dry. On a damp day in the fall when the tobacco had "come in case" (become tough enough to work) she would strip it (remove the stems) and twist it. She smoked little clay pipes which were purchased without a stem. Stems for their pipes were made from the ends of cane fishing poles. She sat by the fireplace, in which she kept a fire all year long to keep her pipe lit. Mansel remembers the day in 1918 when WWI ended and everyone was celebrating, shooting, blowing horns, etc. Cammeliza ask for Asa's gun and blew the barrel as good as any man. Once she was out in the garden cutting weeds with a butcher knife when she came upon a copperhead. She didn't yell for help. She cut that snake into with her butcher knife! She attended church at Union regularly. Once preacher Hicks, trying to be a gentleman, asked if he could help her up the steps. She told him "No", and said later that if he had tried to help her she would have "caned him". (She was walking with a cane). A very independent soul, evidently! Mansel said she would not eat flour bread. She had cornbread three times a day often with molasses and coffee. When she ran out of coffee, she would parch wheat and grind it to make a substitute for coffee. Dried foods were a main part of their diet. Cammaliza dried pumpkin by cutting it into rings and hanging it near the fireplace. Later they cooked it to make pumpkin pudding. She made her own molasses which was their main sweetner. They often cooked apples in the boiling molasses. She made all the soap they had by saving ashes from oak wood. In the spring, she would start pouring water over the ashes in the ash hopper. When the water soaked through the ashes, it would become lye which was caught in a stone jar. When she had 3 or 4 gallon of lye, she would pour it into an iron kettle and start boiling it. To this she would add skin, bones and old lard as long as the lye would eat it. This would make the soap soft. It also would take the dirt off your hands, and some of the hide if you didn't rinse well. The years 1860 to 1864; the years of the civil war; were trying for our family. This section of the country was overrun by Southern, Northern troops, and Bushwackers. Grandfather would hide in the woods and caves to escape their wrath. One morning as she was cooking breakfast, the house was invaded by Union soldiers. As fast as she got anything cooked, they ate it. Her children didn't get anything to eat until late afternoon. Our ancestors were self sufficient. Grandmother made all the clothes and even the shoes for the family. She raised cotton, carded and spun the cotton into thread for the warp of the cloth. She sheared sheep, carded and spun the wool. She tanned leather and made their shoes, using pegs made from hard maple for the tacks. One year it snowed before she had finished the shoes for my Father. He tied chips on his feet so he could carry in the wood. At night, their only light came from the fireplace or from candles made from tallow and the wick from cotton. This was the way of life for our ancestors. These are the things, along with countless others, that I remember my Grandmother, Cammaliza Forrester Crawford Coats telling me. These memories are homebred and homespun. We need to remember the hardships our family endured, the roughness of the frontier, how they journeyed to this very place we are today. Here they lived, died, and are buried, leaving a heritage for us to remember. The knowledge of their way of life has been passed on to us, generation to generation. Many of James Coats' descendants live in great cities today. What does it matter that progress of today was unknown to him? What better is our life than his? He had his pleasure. His world was as beautiful to him as ours is to us. There was joy to him in beholding the wild creatures that lived here in this lonely place. I hope these remarks will help us all to fully appreciate our ancestors - their strength of mind and character. Someone has aptly said, "Those who do not treasure up the memory of their ancestors, do not deserve to be remembered in their posterity." May the Coats- Crawford clan always remember that our "root are good". Read at the Coats-Crawford Reunion by Alice Crawford 1982. WHEN IT ALL HAPPENED 1807 - James Coats born in North Carolina. Although a possible list of his family has been printed on a previous paper we have given you, we still do not have all the facts necessary to say beyond doubt that the James Coats on that census record is our James Coats. 1812 - Elizabeth (Hart) Coats born in Tennessee. 1827 - Cammaliza Forrester Crawford Coats was born in Harlan County, Kentucky. Probably, James Crawford was born about this time. 1828 - John Henry Coats born (Oct. 25, -April 9, 1901) Elizabeth 16 yrs. 1829 - William Coats born (1829 - June 7, 1913) 1830 - Census records in Bedford County, Tennessee, list James Coats as the head of a household with wife and one son. 1830 - The minutes of the Mt. Herman Baptist Church in Bedford County, Tennessee, show that on January 9, of that year James Coats and wife Elizabeth were listed with the first membership. 1831 - Polly Ann Coats (Hughes) born. 1831 - Nancy Coats (Noblin) born. 1836 - James C. (Denny) Coats born. (Jan. 25, 1836-Jan 14, 1900 1837 - Sarah Coats (Fielden) born. (April 25, 1837-Sept. 27,1917 - Catherine Coats (Died young) 1841 - Wilson Coats born - died about 1875 - Aga or Ada Coats born. Died young. 1843 - Betsy Jane Coats (Smyer) (Nov. 25, 1843 - 1936) 1846 - Began journey to Missouri. James and Cammaliza Crawford married. 1846 - Thomas B. Coats born. (Dec. 24, 1846 - Sept. 17, 1926) First in Missouri. 1847 - School built - log building in center of cemetery. 1847 - First Baptist Church organized in County. Met in Hog Creek area - later held services in Union School building. - Tabitha Coats. Died young. 1854 - Payton Coats born. (June 4, 1854 - Oct. 17, 1932) (Crawford Children) 1849 - Sarah born (April 28, 1849 - ) 1851 - Marshall born. (Oct. 2, 1851 - Feb. 15, 1937) 1853 - Elbert Crawford born. (May 23, 1853 - June 4, 1944) 1854 - Euelle (Eude) Crawford born. (July 15, 1854 - ) 1856 - Thomas G. born. (June 15, 1856 - 1936) 1857 - George W. Crawford born. (August 16, 1857 - ) 1858 - James Crawford died - also Elizabeth Coats died about this time. 1860 - James Coats married Cammaliza Forrester Crawford who came to Texas County to be near her brother, Wesley. 1861 - Marcus Durell (Dell) Coats was born. (May 22, 1861 - April 21, 1952) 1863 - Asa Clayton Coats born. (Dec. 18, 1863 - May 3, 1958) 1865 - Cordelia Coats Herrington born. (July 7, 1865 - ) 1867 - Camma Coats Wallace born. (March 13, 1867 - 1898) 1870 - Francis Hill Coats Cleaver born. (Sept. 6, 1870 - Jan 31, 1970) 1873 - Wesley B. Coats born. (Oct. 25, 1873 - Oct. 22, 1964) 1893 - James Coats died from pneumonia. (May 1, 1893) 1882 - Present Church building constructed. 1908 - Present School built. 1921 - Cammaliza Forrester Crawford Coats died.

COATS REUNION (Aug. 17, 1978) William Henry and Martha Coats came to No Man's Land in 1887, homesteaded two miles east of what is now Tyrone, Okla., and raised their family there. Their descendants gathered together August 5th and 6th for a family reunion at the Mary Frame Park building in Liberal. The oldest person present was the youngest daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Coats, Mrs. Elsie Coats Hoover, who was 88 years old in July. The youngest person present was Mrs. Hoover's great-granddaughter, Leslie Rose Burns, who was eight weeks old. Saturday was spent visiting with family members they had not seen in some time and getting acquainted with new family members, and also in viewing old photographs and news clippings. Saturday night there was a varied program with music and talks. Especially enjoyed by old and young alike was a duet with the Rev. Dorton Coats playing the guitar and his wife, Helen, playing cow Bells. The group had their own worship service Sunday morning with Rev. Dorton Coats, grandson, of the W.H. Coats, as pastor and the Royalheirs furnishing the music. Two of the Royalheirs, Steve and Dave Davis, are great-grandsons of Mr. and Mrs. W.H. Coats. Special guests on Saturday were Mr. and Mrs. Clyatt Manuel, Venice, Calif.; Mrs. Irene Coats Lang, Wichita; Mr. and Mrs. Charles Staples, and Mr. and Mrs. Terry Coats, Troy, Wesley, Tracy and Tammy of Plains, who are all descendants of Mr. and Mrs. Thomas Benton Coats. Tom Coats was a brother of W.H. Coats. A special guest on Sunday was Glenn Cain of Tyrone, who is a grandson of Sam Dotson, brother of Mrs. W.H. Coats. Others present were: Mrs. Elsie Coats Hoover, Mr. and Mrs. Gerald Hoover, Gloria and Clayton, and Mrs. Yvonne Albright of Tyrone. Mr. and Mrs. Leslie Coats, Shawnee, Okla.; Mr. and Mrs. Rudolph Coats, Winslow, Ark.; Mr. and Mrs. Jearl Roach, Pasadena, Texas; Mrs. Beverlee Leich, Henry Lee, and Christie Gale, Cresson, Texas. Mr. and Mrs. John Anderson and Matthew, Collinsville, Okla.; Mr. and Mrs. Donald Coats, Mrs. Rena Warner, Mrs. Barbara Fricke, Kennedy and Kortney, Mr. and Mrs. Wayne Coats and Dena, Mr. and Mrs. Jack Hudsonpillar, Mr. and Mrs. Gary Coats, Toni, Marty and Jason, all of Ponca City, Okla. Bill Coats, Story, Ark.; Mrs. Pauline Coats and Cindi, Shidlar, Okla.; Mr. and Mrs. A.W. Allen, Mr. and Mrs. William Bulls, Boise City, Okla.; Mr. and Mrs. Keith Mock and Cindy, Clayton, N.M. Mr. and Mrs. Don Coats and family, Walnut, Calif.; Mr. and Mrs. Marvin Coats and family, Tulsa, Okla.; Mrs. Sherry Burns, Sara, Cathy and Leslie, Kansas City, Mo.; Mr. and Mrs. Royce Grant and Kenda, Len Herndon, Steve Davis and Dave Davis, all of Amarillo, Texas. Mrs. Nita Woodward and Bill, Baker, Okla.; Mr. and Mrs Bill Brown, Lee and Billy, Miss Jacqueline Faye Weeke of Satanta; the Rev. and Mrs. Dorton Coats, Gem, Kan.; Mr. and Mrs. C.L. Davis, Stephanie and Jeremy, Holcomb, Kan.; Mr. and Mrs. Horace Malin, Mrs. Flora Hampton and Mr. and Mrs. Cecil Davis, Liberal.

Washington D. Coats, a prominent tiller of the soil of Jackson Township, who resides half a mile from Sharon Station, was born in Henry County, Tenn., September 30, 1825, emigrating to Missouri with his parents in the fall of 1833, and settling in what is now Polk County. He is the son of Benjamin and Elizabeth (Coats) Coats (cousins), both natives of Tennessee, and born in 1795 and 1800 respectively. They were married about 1819, and afterward moved to West Tennessee, where they remained until 1833, when they settled in what is now Polk County, Mo. He followed farming in that county, and in 1859 took a herd of cattle of about fifty head to California. He died in that State in 1862. The mother died on the old home place June 30, 1870. They were the parents of eight children, four now living. Washington D. Coats attained his growth in Polk County, and was married in that county in 1849, to Miss Matilda Rook, a native of Tennessee, born in 1832, and who came to Missouri with her parents at an early age. After marriage Mr. Coats followed agricultural pursuits until the breaking out of the was, when he enlisted in Company H, Phelps' Regiment Missouri Infantry Volunteers, and served six months, and was mustered out in May, 1862. During his time of service he was in the battle of Pea Ridge. He enlisted in the Enrolled Militia, Company I, in 1862, serving six months, at which time the company was disbanded. He afterward served four months under Lieut. Roberts at Bolivar. After the war he returned home and engaged in farming. He is post commander of Phil. Sheridan Post No. 398, G. A. R. and is also a member of the Baptist Church. To his marriage were born twelve children: Newton Marion, William Henry, Thomas B., James A., Rebecca E., now Mrs. Neil; Mary, now Mrs. Patterson; Frantz S., Abraham L., John W., Edward S., Sarah E., now Mrs. Slatter; and Charley C. Mrs. Coats is also a member of the Baptist Church. Mr. Coats is a well-read man, and takes great interest in educational matters. The paternal grandfather of our subject, Benjamin W. Coats, was born in Virginia, and died in Tennessee about 1840. His wife died about 1847. The maternal grandfather was probably born in Virginia, and died in Tennessee about 1835, and his wife in 1840. HISTORY OF HICKORY, POLK, CEDAR, DADE AND BARTON COS., MO. pub. by Goodspeed 1889 abstract page 634-635 Washington D. Coats 1. Benjamin W. Coats b. Va. d. ca 1840 Tenn., his wife d. ca 1847 2. Thier son, Benjamin b. 1795 Tenn. d. 1862 Calif. He md. ca 1819 Elizabeth Coats, a cousin. Her father prob. b. Va. d. Tenn. ca 1835 and her mother died in 1840. Elizabeth was b. 1800 in Tenn. and died 30 June 1870 Polk Co. Mo. After Benjamin and Elizabeth married they moved to West Tenn. and came to what is now Polk Co. in 1833. Benjamin took 50 head of cattle to Calif. in 1859. They had 8 children, 4 living in 1889. 3. Their son, Washington D. Coats b. 30 Sept. 1825 Henry Co. Tenn. Served in Union Army; Co. H, Philps Regt.; Co. I, Enrolled Militia. Baptist. Lived Jackson Twp., near Sharon Station (near Eudora, Polk Co.). 1849 md. Miss Matilda Rook, B. Tenn. 1832, came to Mo. with parents at an early age. They had 12 children. 1. Newton Marion Coats 7. Frantz S. 2. William Henry 8. Abraham L. 3. Thomas B. 9. John W. 4. James A. 10. Edward S. 5. Rebecca E. md. ? Neil 11. Sarah E. md. ? Slatter 6. Mary md. ? Patterson 12. Charley C. HISTORY OF POLK CO. MO. (MISSIONARY) BAPTIST ASSOC. by J. W. Haines 1897 page 115 Sharon Baptist church organized 1888. Charter members included A. J. Malicoat and W. D. Coats. (Note: Only ones by these names and wives not mentioned tho' some women were listed.) (This book is not indexed, but I just happened to find this.) Coats Creek Cemetary as of 1971 Southeast of Eudora, Missouri use to be Sharon Station (Cemetary on Marsh Winecoop land) | |123 Highway | | | | | 215 Hiway North | | ----------------------------------------------------- | 1 mile | Large Cedar, Oak & Maple | |-| | trees around Cemetary | |-| Eudora Store & | | Gas Station | | | Cemetary | 3 mi.| |----| | | 600' |--| | | | | |--| |----| | | Blakemore & Sons Fence 1/8 mi. | | ----------------------------------- | | House |--| | gate | _| |--| |--------------------------- | 1/2 mi.|.1 mi. |-| |gate | |-----| |-| |------------- | | Barn | Approx. 1/4 mi. | .2 mi.| Barn | | | |-| |3/4 mi. | | |-| | | |---------| | .4 mi. | |-| | |-| House DADE COUNTY West --------------------------------------------------- | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | |---------|---------|---------|---------|---------| | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | |---------|---------|---------|---------|---------| | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | Whittenburg| | | | | | | |---------|---------|---------|---------|---------| | | | | | | | | | | | | Greene | | Jackson Township| | | County | | | | | | Missouri |---------|---------|---------|---------|---------| | | | | | | | | | | | | South | | | | Eudora | | North | Coats | | | X | | |---------|---------|---------|---------|---------| | Coats | Coats | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | |Mallicoat|Mallicoat| | | | |---------|---------|---------|---------|---------| | |X | | | | | |Graydon | | | | | |Springs | | | | | | | | | | |---------|---------|---------|---------|---------| | |Earnest | | | | | Rook | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | | |---------|---------|---------|---------|---------| Home sites of Whittenburg, Coats, Mallicoat, Rook & Earnest in Greene County, Missouri.

Porter Coats was a tough old bird. If Josie hadn't been tought like, she couldn't have made it with him. Porter got the idea that his son Lawrence was the only guy who could run that big old tractor used with the thrasher machine and he always wanted him there every summer to put in the wheat. Well, Lawrence had different jobs, he would work until payday and there was never anything in the house to eat. It's a wonder my two boys had any brains at all the way it was when I carried them. It sure told on my health too. When Larry was about 1 year old, we were there with them and Porter had been out celebrating with his cronies and Josie couldn't get him out of bed. She kept after him, told him, he could stay out all night drinking, he could get up and milk the cows, etc., and she set the mattress on fire!! It was smoking and he had to get out of bed and help her get the mattress out of the house. That's one I never forgot. Even Lawrence got a kick out of that one. Lawrence and Porter got along better then. Lawrence always had his hand out. I was scared to death of Porter, probably because I was pregnant. When I got there and got off the train about 5 p.m., was a table with kids all around it, he was sitting at one end and they set me down at the end, everybody was trying to wait on me and pass the food and he told me to reach for anything I wanted as long as I kept one foot on the floor. I never forgot that. That kind of broke the ice, but I was scared of him. He was a wooly looking bugger. Lawrence never said he was scared of him, but he told me about the time he put him in the spring wagon to deliver booze all over the community. And this one fellow ask him why if he could make the stuff, he couldn't deliver it himself. Porter was making the stuff in a still down on the Arkansas river, that's when Lawrence first started telling me about it. Porter and old Dean Miller were two of the biggest boot leggers in Kansas at one time. Lawrence never said bad things about his dad. I look back now, maybe it was fear that made him talk softly about him. I ask him if he wasn't scared out there, scared the law would come along and shoot you, thinking it was your dad? I heard that Porter said to somebody in Raymond "at least my kids eat", when talking about bootlegging.

Marriage Licenses - Samuel P. Coats, Raymond, Kans., 29 & Josie Bell Coats, Raymond, Kans., 27. DIVORCED IN JANUARY - COUPLE IS REMARRIED - DISCOVER THAT THEY MADE BIG MISTAKE Samuel P. Coates and His Wife After Six Months Decide That They Were Wrong in Securing Separation. Two well known residents of Raymond, both divorcees, came to Hutchinson yesterday were married by Probate Judge J. M. Jordan. The groom is 29 years old and bride two years younger. Both the man and the woman admitted that they both had been divorced last January. "Well, that was more than six months ago," remarked Charles S. Fulton to whom the couple applied, "I guess I can grant you the license all right". "What is your name," he asked the man. "Samuel P. Coats," was the reply. "And yours?" was the question put to the woman. "Josie Bell Coats." The man and woman had been divorced from each other, having been married in another county some years before. Finding that they could not live without each other, however, following their separation the decided to wed a second time. OLD SALE BILL OF SAMUEL P. COATS BEFORE LEAVING RAYMOND, KANSAS PUBLIC SALE As I am moving to Meade county after harvest, I will dispose of my livestock and farming equipment at my place, 2 miles south and 1/2 mile east of Raymond, at public auction on THURSDAY, APRIL 17 The sale commencing promptly at 10 o'clock, a. m. The following property will be sold: FARMING EQUIPMENT HORSES AND MULES 1 20-Disc Wheat Drill 1 Black Mare, 8 yrs old, weight 1500 1 16-Disc Wheat Drill 1 Black Mare, smooth mouth, wt. 1500 1 9-foot Wheat Binder 1 Sorrel Mare, smooth mouth, wt. 1400 1 Deering Corn Binder 1 Pair Mules, 7 & 8 yrs old, weight 1 6-foot Deering Mower about 1250 each 1 Hay Rake 1 Saddle Pony, also saddle and bridle 1 Single Row Cultivator 1 Corn Stalk Drill CATTLE 2 14-inch Gang Plows 1 2-row Lister 14 Milk Cows 6 Stock Cows 1 4 or 5 Bottom Plow 11 Steers 12 Heifers 1 12-disc Plow 7 Calves 1 Bull 1 John Deere 2-row Lister,new 1 Eight Foot Double Disc 1 Smid Tractor Guide 1 Small Disc MISCELLANEOUS 1 John Deere Corn Worker 1 Ellinwood Ridge Buster 1 Brooder House, 10x11 foot 1 4-ft Extension for Case Combine 4 bushels Alfalfa Seed 2 Farm Wagons 1 Car Shed 1 Slip 1 Hay Rack and Wagon 1 Home Comfort Stove 1 New Wagon Box 1 Heating Stove 1 Header 1 Header Barge 1 Header Elevator, 10 foot HARNESS 1 Avery Separator, 28 inch, all complete 2 sets of Heavy Breeching Harness TERMS ARE CASH -- See your banker before the sale LUNCH WILL BE SERVED ON THE GROUNDS S. P. COATS COL. P.L. KEENAN, Auctioneer F.J. Miller, Clerk In 1933 or 1934, Charles Staples and Samuel Porter Coats left farm East of Plains in a 29 Chevy truck to humt for some Kaffir Corn to plant. They stopped at elevator at Archer at the Ks. & Okla. railroad south of Woods, Ks. When the elevator man saw Porter's check and asked about name as his name was Ralph Heath and said he had married a Cora Coats & as talked, she being Williams daughter & dad. Thomas's son they got to meet after yrs not knowing about each other. Thursday October 20, 1934 A family reunion picnic was enjoyed at the State Lake Sat. by the follow- ing: Mr. & Mrs. Frank Hough & daughter, Freda of Liberal, Mr. & Mrs. Horce Maline & 2 children of Burdette, Ks., Mr. & Mrs. W. D. Carr of Rolla, Ks., Mr. & Mrs. Clayton Hoover & 2 children of Tyrone, Ok., Mr. Ellis Jackson of Kismet, Ks., Mrs. Martha Coats of Tyrone, Ok., Miss Katherine Cain of Liberal, Ks., Mrs. Ed Elliott & 2 children of Dodge City, Ks., Mrs. Chas. Staples & son, Mr. & Mrs. Porter Coats and Mr. & Mrs. Walter Coats of Plains, Ks. In the late afternoon, they all motored to Walter Coats home to finish the day before returning to their homes. An interesting story about Porter Coats was told by Evelyn Coats (Porter's oldest sons wife). She said that one time at Raymond, Kansas years ago, Porter had a still and was known for making and selling some whiskey in and around Raymond. It happened that a horse was supposed to have stumbled and fell into the still and completely wrecked the whole operation and looked like it would put Porter out of business. They figured he would be very mad and upset, but found out that this still was only a front, in case they got caught, the real still was on top of the elevator in Raymond. So, I guess they weren't out of business after all.

THE GOOD OLD "DAZE" by Vivian Coats Edmonston A talk given before the Contra Costa Historical Society in Danville Calif. 14 May, 1970 in the Danville Hotel. Good evening to you all. I was asked to tell something of the early days in the area where I was born which is on Camino Tassajara, on the place I have named Tassamore Acres, as the land lies in both the old Sycamore and Tassajara school districts. We mostly think of our immediate and direct line of ancestors as being responsible for our being, which is of course true but others can enter into the events that bring us to where we were born. It was my mother's step-father who ended up getting my grandmother and my mother to California. To go back a bit, this step-father was Levi Augustus Maxcy, born in North Attleborough, Massachusettes, where the Maxcy family had settled, after coming from Scotland in 1669. In 1849, the California gold fever had spread clear back to good old Boston and Levi with some seventy other men formed the Narragannsett Trading and Mining Company. They bought a sloop or barque, the "Velasco" and stocked it with two years provisions, trade goods and their personal possessions. They cleared from Boston 6th February, 1849 for San Francisco where they arrived 7th October, of the same year. On the way the company was dissolved and the ship was sold to a group of Chilean merchants, to be turned over to them in San Francisco. A load of lumber was taken aboard to be sold in San Francisco. When they reached the golden land of opportunity the ship was abandoned and all hands took off for the mines. We never did find out how the Chilean owners fared in the deal. So much for one way to get to California, by coming around Cape Horn. Others came across the plains or by boat to the Isthmus of Panama, crossed it and caught another ship to their destination. Now to bring in other characters to this story. We have my great grand- father, Wilson Coats and his son, Felix, my grandfather, who left Missouri in the Spring of 1849 and came by covered wagons drawn by oxen across the plains and mountains. One California County History stated, "After a pleasant three months fourney, Mr. Coats landed in California." It was pleasant, in that they were not massacred by Indians and they had to cross the Truckee River twenty seven times in twenty-two miles. Then they went over the Donner Pass by taking their wagons apart and let the pieces down over cliffs along with a few other minor difficulties of a sililar kind. Neither the Coatses nor Levi Maxcy made any fabulous fortunes in the gold mines so they went looking for land. They were not acquainted with each other in the gold country but ended up settling on adjoining places which they were able to buy. Each family married and reared families. Levi had two sons and Felix Coats had three sons and three daughters. Mr. Maxcy kept going back to the mines trying to make a strike. His wife, Sarah McInturff got tired of it all and took the two boys to San Jose and divorced him in 1876. In 1880, he rented the farm in Tassajara to tenants and went to Aurora, Illinois to visit his sister, Rebecca Maxcy Messenger. it was there that he met my grandmother, Rhoda Hyde Williams, a widow with a farm and a daughter, Fanny Williams. Levi and Rhoda were married there in Illinois in 1881 and in 1889 he brought his new family to the Maxcy farm which adjoins the Coats lands on Tassajara Road. And so it was that after a while, James Longstreet Coats, son of Felix, was married to Fanny Williams, 11 August, 1895 in San Francisco. I arrived on the scene, January 9, 1901 at the Maxcy house which had been built in 1890. As a folk singer has it in his song, "Four rooms and a Path", we had eight rooms and a path which led past the woodpile. On the way back to the house it was the custom to bring an arm-load of wood for the wood-box. The very first houses built in the area were rough lumber. The pioneers went to Redwood Canyon near Moraga and camped while they cut redwood trees and split them into lumber for fences and houses. These first homes were on the property when Mr. Maxcy and the Coats men bought their land. My great-grandfather, Wilson Coats, built a two-story house in 1854 at what is now the entrance to the old Maxcy property. That house burned about 1916, long after he had sold his land to his son, Felix, and moved to Fresno where his death occurred 3 January, 1886. Those very first settlers in the area were veterans of Indian Campaigns and had received land script for services rendered. So far as I know all of these sold out to the disillusioned gold seekers such as Coats and Maxcy. Each in turn built houses with big high ceilinged rooms. The reason for the high ceilings, I found in an old medical book. It said, in part, "...it is obvious that night air is dangerous to breathe because of miasmas. In order to have a supply of air to last the night through the rooms must be large, with high ceilings". Now that you know how I became an old-timer on Tassajara Road, I will share with you the fun of the good old days complete with flies, fleas and mud. It was not until we had Mecadam roads that we had any that were not nearly axle deep in mud in winter. Two horses hitched in tandem to a cart made it to Danville or so my grandfather said. In summer we wore tightly woven linen dusters and viels tied down to our hats. Then the mud had dried and the road was filled with ruts and dust. I rode the two and a half miles to Sycamore, a one-room grammar school. Miss Charlotte Wood taught all eight grades to sixteen or eighteen of us pupils. In those days we took county examination for promotions from one grade to the next. One examination date remains in my memory, the twelfth day of the twelfth month in the twelfth year. It would be another hundred years before that could be said again. In 1914, I started High School in the Odd-Fellows Building that was on the corner of old Front Street and what is now Diablo Road. Again I rode horseback and raced Howard and George Wood in their Chalmers automobile; and at least one time I won the race. My cousin, Undine Horton, also rode and again we raced the horses expecially in wet weather when the roadside ditches were full of water and we would splash each other with mud. We wore divided riding skirts and changed to dresses left at the school. We had our horses trained so that when it rained we put up umbrellas and held them in front of us looking through the cloth to see where we were going though the horses really knew the way. These apparitions scared more than one team on the road. When the muddy days were over the locust trees made the air sweet and the bees and birds created a spring song, then there were picnics to the sulphur springs in a Tassajara canyon at the end of Finley Road. There were old coal mine entrances to explore, trees to climb and games to play and plenty of good food. There were also church socials, grange and Odd Fellows dinners, family gatherings and just visiting around among the neighbors. There were the McPhersons, Elliotts, Zabels, Russells, Goulds, Eddys, Johnsons, Harris and Wood families as well as sone in Alamo, Danville and San Ramon. Who said that country life was isolated and lonely. Once a year or so a dressmaker would come and stay a few days or a week and then is when the rustle of taffeta was a child's delight, fittings a bore and many ouches from sticking pins. From Danville the Lawrence butcher wagon supplied us with meat once a week. After a session of dressmaking when I learned about cutting cloth on the bias I asked Joe Lawrence if he cut the bologna that way to keep it from raveling. Another memory is of my mother's picture taking. She had a box camera that took 3 1/2 x 3 1/2 sized pictures. Some times I got to stay up and watch the film developing. Printing was done in the sun in printing frames and you could see the reddish color of the picture come out and soon learned when it was exposed long enough. It was then quickly slipped between the pages of a book or magazine. The prints were put through a fixing solution and well washed then rolled on a ferrotype plate and allowed to dry. This gave the gloss to the paper. Some solio prints made by my mother from 1904 to 1910 are on display in the back of the room. A startling experience has remained vivid in my mind. My grandmother awakened me and I was led to the kitchen. The house was shaking and as I looked out the window I saw that the two story tank house was swaying from side to side and the water was sloshing out of the tank. Chickens were squawking, cattle bawling and the neighbors' dogs were howling. That was on April the 18th, 1906. In the pantry the pans of milk, set to let the cream rise were on the floor along with broken glasses and some broken dishes. That was the extent of the damage except that the square brick chimney on the roof cracked around evenly and made a half-turn so there were eight corners and only one brick was lost out of it. As the day wore on the western sky was red and then black with smoke from burning San Francisco. Before the electric train came to Danville and Diablo Country Club, we would make a three hour drive to Hayward, put the horse in the livery stable and took the street car to Oakland then the ferry boat to San Francisco. Another high light was when I was allowed to drive a double team of horses to Pleasanton alone. My father, James Coats, had asthma quite severely and found he could not live with hay dust and the weed pollens of ranch life. He became a gauger for the Western Distilleries of Agnew, near Santa Clara. He came home to the ranch at about two week intervals. He had to be met at Pleasanton on Saturday and taken back for the train on Sunday. This was about a two hour drive each way. We would stop at Santa Rita vegetable gardens for a sack of vegetables. By a sack I mean a grain sack of cabbage, beets, carrots, turnips, onions and lettuce. We had a home made cooler, a large square frame covered with screen and over that was sacking. This was hung on the porch in the shade. A large milk pan filled with water sat on top with wicks leading over the sides of the cooler. The evaporation kept things surprisingly cold and we never had soupy butter. We baked our own bread which was kept in large stone crocks. We had a wood burning range in the kitchen but in 1917, a three burner coal oil stove that was not quite so hot for our summer cooking. We had an old stove outside on the porch, used for canning peaches, pears, cherries, plums, apricots and apple sauce. The first world war rationing taught us new cooking skills. I'll never forget how indignant our hired man was at being served rice with gravy on it. Rice had always been for pudding, with raisins in it. We used three kinds of flour to make a cake; rice, oat and some wheat flour, Caro syrup and honey were used instead of sugar. Chicken raising was a hazardous venture. We had an incubator that took six dozen eggs. This was warmed by a coal oil lamp. The eggs had to be turned once or twice a day, all six dozen. The lamp had to be tended, filled, the wick trimmed. Once it got turned up too high and cooked all the eggs. Another batch was incubated and the baby chicks were transferred to a brooder which was a low box with fuzzy cotton flannel hanging down to substitute for the mama hen. Again, the brooder was warmed with a coal oil lamp. Sometimes it went out, the chicks huddled together for warmth and smothered. As they grew bigger, they were transferred to small roosting coops. A chicken raised without a mama hen has to be taught to roost. The first coop had slats close together so they did not fall through. A slanting board led up to the roosts and by scattering grain along this board the chickens were enticed into the coop. They soon got the idea and then went in by themselves. The coops were moved day by day closer to a big chicken house and one day they were let out into this and kept there a day or so. By that time they had thier flying wings and could make it up to the high roosts. We never allowed them to sleep in the trees. The weasels, skunks, coyotes and hawks left us enough to enjoy many a good fried chicken dinner. When your only transportation is by the use of horses, there is the care, feeding, watering, currying, brushing and cleaning the barns. My mother made horse blankets out of gunny sacks and by putting this horse night gown on the horses, they were kept cleaner so with a good brushing, they were sleek and shining. We had them shod at Groom's livery stable in Danville. In winter, cows and horses would get stuck in the mud of the adobe slides. Cows were pulled out by their horns and horses, by their tails. When I started to High School, it fell to me to do most of the errands and shopping. One of these errands was to get an occasional bottle of toddy mix for Grandpa Maxcy's morning hot lemonade. By riding up on the sidewalk, I could knock on the front door of a certain establishment and for only a dollar a full quart was slipped into my saddlebag. I cashed the monthly budget check of twenty-five dollars and jingled real gold coins in my pocket until the charge accounts were paid. The Good Old Days were not all hard nor bad. We were spared the joys of TV commercials and we were never conscious of all the things we were missing in personal charm. A good scrubbing in the wash-tub in front of the kitchen stove on Saturday night with yellow laundry soap made us smell clean, if not like a rose. We didn't worry about bussing to school, we rode or walked. We didn't know about smog and no one had gotten after us for dumping things in the creeks. Hard work let up for parties and dances which lasted till early morning. There was no sleeping in afterward either, as the chores of caring for the cows, horses, chickens and pigs had to be done wheither we had been up all night or not. For dances we drove to Tassajara, Danville, San Ramon and sometimes to the Railroad Ranch or Cook Ranch as the Diablo Country Club area was then called. Harness racing and barn dances were held there also. Now and then there was a horseback ride to the top of Mount Diablo. Before I ramble on too long, I had better stop regaling you with the good old days but they were just that, the time between the ox-team travel and the jet planes, when big hats, bustles and bloomers covered all that the minis now show. When horses and the early Fords took us where we wanted to go at a more leisurely pace and we didn't know that the moon just wasn't made of green cheese.

Southwest Daily Times - Oct. 6, 1969 - Liberal, Kansas Mrs. Cora A. Heath, 89, widow of Ralph M. Heath, died shortly before midnight Monday at Southwest Medical Center where she had been receiving treatment the past two weeks. She was born May 11, 1880, at Walnut Grove, Mo. In 1884, she came with her parents, the late Mr. & Mrs. W.H. Coats, to Barber County, Kan., and two years later the family moved to a claim in the Oklahoma panhandle to a farm east of the present site of Tyrone where she grew to womanhood. She and Mr. Heath were married at the family home in 1901. Their first home was in Liberal where Mr. Heath was a teacher in the Liberal schools. Shortly thereafter they moved to their farm in the Pleasant Valley community 11 miles northwest of Liberal, farming there until Mr. Heath's death in 1948. A year later Mrs. Heath moved to Liberal where she resided until her death. Mrs. Heath was the first member received into the Tyrone Baptist church after it was organized. She was a charter member of the Bethel Baptist church in the Pleasant Valley community and transferred her membership to the Liberal First Baptist church when the Bethel church disbanded. For over 25 years she was the teacher of the IXL class of the Liberal First Baptist church. She was an honorary member of the State Board of American Baptist Women's Society, and a past president of the Southwest Kansas Women's Mission Society. She was a charter member of the Seward County W.C.T.U., a member of the Liberal Women's club, the Live and Learn H.D.U. and the Seward County Republican Women's club. She is survived by three daughters, Mrs. W.D. (Estelle) Carr, Wichita, Mrs. Horace (Elnora) Malin, Liberal, and Mrs. Ellis (Freda) Jackson, Wichita; one sister, Mrs. Clayton Hoover, Tyrone; six grandchildren and 11 great-grand- children. Funeral services will be conducted Thursday at 2 p.m. from the First Baptist church by the Rev. Darrell Robinson pastor, and Charles Brisendine. Burial will be in the Liberal cemetery.

Wed., June 23, 1965 James Fredrick Coats was born in the log cabin home of his parents, Mr. and Mrs. W.H. Coats, near Walnut Grove, Missouri, November 26, 1876. In 1884, he, with his parents and other members of the family moved to Barber County, Kansas, where they lived on a farm for three years. Then the pioneer spirit of the father, W. H. Coats, led the family to make the covered wagon journey west into No-Man's land where they settled on a "claim" two miles east of what is now Tyrone, Oklahoma. It was there that James grew into manhood. In 1905, he and Olive Newman were united in marriage. They settled on a homestead in Seward County, Kansas. It was there that their first son Ray was born. a short time later Mr. Coats purchased a farm adjoining the family home east of Tyrone where he lived and farmed until 1936. During this time ten children were born into the family. In 1914, the eldest son, Ray, passed to his heavenly home. Mrs. Coats was called home in 1935. The second son, Theodore, passed away in 1958. In 1936, the family moved to a farm near Ponca City, Oklahoma. They returned to western Oklahoma in 1940 and settled near Wheeless where he lived until failing health made it necessary to enter the Dunaway Manor in Guymon, Oklahoma where he remained until his death June 19, 1965, at the age of 88. While living in the Tyrone community, Mr. Coats was a member of the I.O.O.F. lodge. In early manhood he became a member of the Tyrone Baptist church and he lived to see the day when each of his children became Christians and active members of the church. Mr. Coats is survived by four sons: LeRoy Coats, Walnut, California; Lloyd Coats, Wheeless; Dorton Coats, Liberal; Donald Coats, Ponca City; five daughters: Mrs. A. W. Allen, Wheeless; Mrs. Jack Hudsonpillar, Ponca City; Mrs. Rena Smith, Kaw City, Oklahoma; Mrs. Everett Fenton, Wilcox, Arizona; Mrs. William Bulls, Wheeless; one brother, Calvin Coats, Commanche, Oklahoma; two sisters; Mrs. Ralph Heath, Liberal; and Mrs. Clayton Hoover, Tyrone; twenty-six grandchildren, sixteen great-grandchildren and a host of friends

COMANCHE, OKLA. - George C. Coats, 93, died Sunday at a Duncan hospital. He was born March 13, 1874 at Walnut Grove, Mo. He moved to Comanche from Ponca City about three years ago. Coats married Plaudia Benton Wimpey in October 1895 at Liberal, Kan. She died in 1942. Coats was a member of the First Baptist Church, Ponca City. Survivors include three sons, William, Storey, Ark.; Rudolph, Comanche, and Leslie, Shawnee; two sisters, Mrs. Cora Heath, Liberal, Kan., and Mrs. Elsie Hoover, Tyrone, Okla.; seven grandchildren and 16 great grandchildren. Graveside service will be at 2:30 p.m. Wednesday at Longwood Cemetery, Ponca City with the Rev. Jerold R. McBride, pastor of the First Baptist Church there, officiating.

COATS REUNION (Aug. 17, 1978) William Henry and Martha Coats came to No Man's Land in 1887, homesteaded two miles east of what is now Tyrone, Okla., and raised their family there. Their descendants gathered together August 5th and 6th for a family reunion at the Mary Frame Park building in Liberal. The oldest person present was the youngest daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Coats, Mrs. Elsie Coats Hoover, who was 88 years old in July. The youngest person pre- sent was Mrs. Hoover's great-granddaughter, Leslie Rose Burns, who was eight weeks old. Saturday was spent visiting with family members they had not seen in some time and getting acquainted with new family members, and also in viewing old photographs and news clippings. Saturday night there was a varied program with music and talks. Especially enjoyed by old and young alike was a duet with the Rev. Dorton Coats playing the guitar and his wife, Helen, playing cow Bells. The group had their own worship service Sunday morning with Rev. Dorton Coats, grandson, of the W.H. Coats, as pastor and the Royalheirs furnishing the music. Two of the Royalheirs, Steve and Dave Davis, are great-grandsons of Mr. and Mrs. W.H. Coats. Special guests on Saturday were Mr. and Mrs. Clyatt Manuel, Venice, Calif.; Mrs. Irene Coats Lang, Wichita; Mr. and Mrs. Charles Staples, and Mr. and Mrs. Terry Coats, Troy, Wesley, Tracy and Tammy of Plains, who are all de- scendants of Mr. and Mrs. Thomas Benton Coats. Tom Coats was a brother of W.H. Coats. A special guest on Sunday was Glenn Cain of Tyrone, who is a grandson of Sam Dotson, brother of Mrs. W.H. Coats. Others present were: Mrs. Elsie Coats Hoover, Mr. and Mrs. Gerald Hoover, Gloria and Clayton, and Mrs. Yvonne Albright of Tyrone. Mr. and Mrs. Leslie Coats, Shawnee, Okla.; Mr. and Mrs. Rudolph Coats, Winslow, Ark.; Mr. and Mrs. Jearl Roach, Pasadena, Texas; Mrs. Beverlee Leich, Henry Lee, and Christie Gale, Cresson, Texas. Mr. and Mrs. John Anderson and Matthew, Collinsville, Okla.; Mr. and Mrs. Donald Coats, Mrs. Rena Warner, Mrs. Barbara Fricke, Kennedy and Kortney, Mr. and Mrs. Wayne Coats and Dena, Mr. and Mrs. Jack Hudsonpillar, Mr. and Mrs. Gary Coats, Toni, Marty and Jason, all of Ponca City, Okla. Bill Coats, Story, Ark.; Mrs. Pauline Coats and Cindi, Shidlar, Okla.; Mr. and Mrs. A.W. Allen, Mr. and Mrs. William Bulls, Boise City, Okla.; Mr. and Mrs. Keith Mock and Cindy, Clayton, N.M. Mr. and Mrs. Don Coats and family, Walnut, Calif.; Mr. and Mrs. Marvin Coats and family, Tulsa, Okla.; Mrs. Sherry Burns, Sara, Cathy and Leslie, Kansas City, Mo.; Mr. and Mrs. Royce Grant and Kenda, Len Herndon, Steve Davis and Dave Davis, all of Amarillo, Texas. Mrs. Nita Woodward and Bill, Baker, Okla.; Mr. and Mrs Bill Brown, Lee and Billy, Miss Jacqueline Faye Weeke of Satanta; the Rev. and Mrs. Dorton Coats, Gem, Kan.; Mr. and Mrs. C.L. Davis, Stephanie and Jeremy, Holcomb, Kan.; Mr. and Mrs. Horace Malin, Mrs. Flora Hampton and Mr. and Mrs. Cecil Davis, Liberal.

These are coming via John Staples.....thanks John.... Char ********************* Nov. 5, 1980 - Harley R. Coats, 83, East Wenatchee, died Thursday at his home, following a short illness. He was born July 25, 1897, at Preston, Kan., and later moved to Kansas City, Mo. He was a veteran of World War I, serving in the U.S. Army. Following discharge he moved to Texas and graduated from Austin Commercial Business College in 1919. Mr. Coats returned to Kansas City and married Blanche Taylor on Aug. 23, 1923. In 1941 they moved to San Diego, Calif., where he was employ- ed as a resident auditor of Consolidated Vaultee Aircraft. In 1948 the couple moved to Manson, where Mr. Coats owned and operated an orchard until 1962. For seven years, until 1974, he was seasonally employed with Campbell's Lodge in Chelan. His wife preceded him in death in 1973. On March 29, 1974, he married Cora Lake at East Wenatchee. Mr. Coats was a member of the American Legion Post No. 108, Veterans of World War I, Rocky Reach Barracks No. 1251, East Wenatchee Grange No. 1012, and the Wenatchee Eagles Aerie No. 204. Survivors include his wife, Cora, at home; one step-daughter, Shirley Richardson, Spokane; six grandchildren and eight great-grandchildren. Services will be conducted Wednesday at 2 p.m. at Riverview Cemetery with Rev. Fred Rarden officiating.

converting some old records and found this in files I had on my Coats Blueprint website... Marriages: On the 17h of November 1757 William Coats and Mary Green Spinster were married pr Lie. by the revd Mr. Richd. Clarke George Coats, on the 15th May 1763, George Son of William and Mary Coats was Baptized by the Revd. Robert. Smith Rectr 1763 - 14th Oct William Coats child buried 1763 - Sept 17 William Coats child buried On the 7th March 1782 Thomas Coats & Catharine George, were married pr Licensce by the Revd Mr. Robert Cooper On the 27th Sep 1760 William Mathew & Catharine Coats, Spin: were married pr picence. by the Revd Robert Smith Rectr Augst 1, 1780 Coats Sergeant of 7th Reg - buried Source: Register of St. Philip's Parish - Charles Town, or charleston, SC, 1754-1810