Hi Cher! I couldn't find any way to do a surname search on the NARA site - could you explain how you searched the records for a surname? I was under the impression that you had to submit one of their forms to have them do a search and pay them for it. Thank you. Juliane Gale Bertagne ----- Original Message ----- To > locate his military records, search by name and approximate age at the > National Archives and Records Administration site: > > http://www.nara.gov/ >

There is a big bad world out there and here are a few things to look out for in regard to sites: 1. Anyone at all with the know-how to create a website and upload it to the net can self proclaim himself or herself a "family guru" or "geographical guru" with all the answers. They can even be very helpful (till you cross em thinking they are there for the same reasons you are). Personally I know of at least one pretty site that has managed to have my ancestry in a tangle...and refuses to change it, although I have evidence to the contrary, and this self proclaimed guru has none. Claims she "checks things before posting", then it is "set in concrete"...but she can't find or remember where she got her "evidence"...well it conflicts with the actual descendents of that line....hmmmm...call it a case of stubborn ego I guess. But BEWARE of "pretty sites" unless they have hard core evidence and documents to back the claims, OR admit they may have mistakes and do so prominently on their site. 2. Beware sites that: a) want copyright on any material you send them, b) have been known to sell material you send them in book format, etc. (if you agree, ok...but if you don't? HMMMM), OR more common, c) get testy if you post the same photos/info/etc. to multiple lists or sites. Now why would a site legitimately in the biz of helping others do that? 3. Beware list-site owners that seem to be overly jealous or "nasty" about others that deal with their geographical area, families, whatever, or that seem prone to promoting offlist gossip about folks who work in the same area, surnames, whatever. Hmmmm....what are we in this for? Helping or power and full control? Believe what you KNOW to be true, folks. And as my pop used to say, "a dog that will bring a bone will carry one." 4. Beware list-site owners that do not understand ethics and copyright. Some examples I have seen include: a) you can't copyright a list of folks in a cemetery , b) you should not post the living, c) you can't "make" folks contribute only to your list or site, etc. etc. Know this: most folks who put in the hours at this are doing it for one reason only-they want to "give back" what they have been given. But now and then you have someone with "a book in the back of their head", or you have one who likes the ego trip real well and perceives it as a position of power...UGH. Just be careful out there....don't play in the street and don't get mowed down by a Mac truck, ok? After all ANY of us, and ANYONE out there, can do this anytime we want to learn to make a website! You don't get "screened" by a panel of ethics and values judges and your content is not screened by an editor. "Let the viewer beware".

Just a reminder... when you share data... sometimes you do not clean up the file and there are living people in the data.. Usually it will have the name, dob and sometimes location... Please remember the www is not kind... and it is not appropriate to post on a list the names of the living ... as it is archived.. and ANYONE can see it and use or abuse the information. If you publically post the names of the living.. you must get permission from that person. It is doubtful that anyone wants that information on the www... so please check your webpages and data that you send and delete the living when possible to prevent the accidential publication of folks... Cher

TipWorld - http://www.tipworld.com The Internet's #1 Source for Computer Tips, News, and Gossip Proudly presents: Genealogy ---------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------- And now for today's tip... LOCATING MILITARY RECORDS If you know that an ancestor lied about his age in order to join the military, there's a good chance that he maintained that age when he left the military so that he could eventually collect benefits. To locate his military records, search by name and approximate age at the National Archives and Records Administration site: http://www.nara.gov/ If your search produces several people with the same name, conduct another search, this time giving the spouse's name and your ancestor's last known place of residence. You may then be able to pinpoint the correct name. When ordering a person's military records, be certain to order the pension file as well. A pension file gives a synopsis of the person's military service, a list of heirs, the spouse's name, the last known address, and the name of the person who collected the pension. It may also give information on military burial in a national or federal cemetery. ---------------------------------------------- Diana J. Muir, Professional Genealogist Former Host of the World GenWeb Teacher of 8 free online genealogy classes at: http://www.rootsweb.com/~genclass/ ----------------------------------------------

TipWorld - http://www.tipworld.com The Internet's #1 Source for Computer Tips, News, and Gossip Proudly presents: Genealogy ---------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------------- And now for today's tip... FINDING PRISON AND JAIL RECORDS Prison and jail records are supposed to be public records. If you're trying to find a person's prison or jail records, the first place to start looking is the district court records. Search for a record of a trial proceeding, which usually gives the disposition and tells you the facility in which the person was incarcerated. Check state corrections agencies, which can search their indexes and give you the information you request. Be certain to examine local and regional newspapers. These are often indexed and housed at most state historical and genealogical societies. By reading the proceedings and reports of the trial, you can glean information about the person's family, which may be helpful in your research. ---------------------------------------------- Diana J. Muir, Professional Genealogist Former Host of the World GenWeb Teacher of 8 free online genealogy classes at: http://www.rootsweb.com/~genclass/ ----------------------------------------------

In a message dated 10/15/00 8:21:17 PM Central Daylight Time, [email protected] writes: << Subj: [DC] Sunday Afternoon Rocking Date: 10/15/00 8:21:17 PM Central Daylight Time From: [email protected] (j) Reply-to: <A HREF="mailto:[email protected]"> [email protected]</A> To: [email protected] "A Thought about the Generations" (from the "Sunday Afternoon Rocking" series) Afternoon All, "Comes a time when life is turned right around backwards". Those were the words my papa used to say, and while they somewhat confused me at one time, I have now lived long enough to know exactly what he meant by them. I imagine many of the rest of you have as well. I stand now between two generations...and feel pulled in two directions by the needs of both, and well I know that many of you have lived these days. These days I am weary a good deal of the time. Not so much physically, as perhaps emotionally. I am watching as one side of my house and one generation literally is slipping beyond my reach. I am powerless to stop the inevitable, and feel very insufficient to meet the needs for making it smoother for my elders. I am the last to bear that family name, and the only one left in my generation. There were only two of us to begin with. There are three elders in the previous generation, all without children, aged 78 through 89. I had just survived the crisises associated with raising five children all teenagers at one time, and thought surely I could then cope with anything at all....but the pain of watching the frustrations and tribulations of elders has been quite an experience. It is frustrating to see so much need and be able to do so little really. It hurts to see folk that you well remember in younger more vibrant years showing the effects of aging, and want to do something, anything to somehow ease it for them...but of course a human limit to what one can do. It is a battle to keep oneself from "crying in the soup" and instead staying strong enough to cope. And yet, as with all things, it has been a school...with lessons to be learned. Never had I grasped so fully a lesson as this past weekend. There are those moments in time, small occurences perhaps, but precious sweet moments that are snapped forever in your memory like a beloved photo...and one of those moments happened just a few days before Christmas this year. One of my aunts has been losing her memory for a good long while, and for the most part by that time she remembered very little either long-term or short-term, but she took great pleasure "in the moment". That was enough, one can live in the moment quite well, and enjoy and be enjoyed. I took her to out to eat over the holidays and as we stood in the gift shop of this restaurant, and Christmas carols poured cheerfully from the speakers overhead, her eyes lit up and began to shine. She grasped my hands and began to swing them. Her feet began to shuffle in time to the music, and she cried, "Oh! I feel Christmas in my bones!!" I laughed and she laughed and together we made quite a sight, two generations swinging their hands and shuffling to the tune of Jingle Bells in a restaurant, paying no mind nor caring who might be watching or what they might think. On Christmas day she fell and she has not walked since. Gradually her condition has gotten worse, until today she lays curled in a bed, lacking much response at all to life, and fed with a tube. It hurts. And so one day I whispered sweet nothings in this aunt's ear, attempted feebly to comfort her frail sisters, moaned at my inadequacies, and the next I saw a totally different side of life...a contrast that literally set me back, and made me truly think some thoughts I had been needing to think. I met my daughter and son-in-law for their birthday dinner. They are young, full of life, in love, laughing, cutting up, greeting every new day as an adventure, rolling with the disappointments life can bring even the young and then standing tall with a smile on their faces sure it will all work out, full of health and vitality. They are a joy to watch, and it is a bit of awe I feel as I see them enjoying life to its fullest, bursting with a vibrancy that I wonder if I ever even felt myself, but know I must have for I can remember that same aunt bursting with the same vitality and zest for living. I thought how wonderful it was that the world is peopled with youth that can truly milk every ounce of zest and joyful energy from life...and I thought what a shame it is that no matter how mature youth is, truly they have no basis for appreciating the spot in life they are at. It came to me as I watched them, such a contrast to what I had just been dealing with, the words my papa used to speak. "Life is turned right around backwards". And maybe that is so. About the time one learns to fully appreciate life, and health...about the time one begins to feel comfortable and mature in action and words...about the time one could not only grasp life with the zest of the young (if they felt well enough) but also appreciate what he or she had....well, it is another story. And I thought about those of us who are in a sense a bridge between those generations...and that maybe I had been very wrong in my feelings about it. Perhaps more than any other we can grasp exactly what the essence of each generation really is, empathize most completely with each, appreciate most truly the contributions of both generations to the world. And I thought that it might be possible for us, and us only, to pull a bit of that zestful vitality of youth over the bridge into the lives of our elders, and a bit of that appreciation for the "summer of life" over the bridge into the lives of our children. And I thought...rather than feeling torn between the needs of two generations...what a wonderful spot in life it is to be in the middle! If life is truly, as my papa used to say, "turned around right backwards", well the middle is always the middle...and always in touch with both ends of life. I can think of no better place to truly understand, to truly give back to the world, or to truly appreciate what life is all about. just a thought, jan >> Susie I don't know if on the list or not so will send and you lat me know if on or not .

"A Thought about the Generations" (from the "Sunday Afternoon Rocking" series) Afternoon All, "Comes a time when life is turned right around backwards". Those were the words my papa used to say, and while they somewhat confused me at one time, I have now lived long enough to know exactly what he meant by them. I imagine many of the rest of you have as well. I stand now between two generations...and feel pulled in two directions by the needs of both, and well I know that many of you have lived these days. These days I am weary a good deal of the time. Not so much physically, as perhaps emotionally. I am watching as one side of my house and one generation literally is slipping beyond my reach. I am powerless to stop the inevitable, and feel very insufficient to meet the needs for making it smoother for my elders. I am the last to bear that family name, and the only one left in my generation. There were only two of us to begin with. There are three elders in the previous generation, all without children, aged 78 through 89. I had just survived the crisises associated with raising five children all teenagers at one time, and thought surely I could then cope with anything at all....but the pain of watching the frustrations and tribulations of elders has been quite an experience. It is frustrating to see so much need and be able to do so little really. It hurts to see folk that you well remember in younger more vibrant years showing the effects of aging, and want to do something, anything to somehow ease it for them...but of course a human limit to what one can do. It is a battle to keep oneself from "crying in the soup" and instead staying strong enough to cope. And yet, as with all things, it has been a school...with lessons to be learned. Never had I grasped so fully a lesson as this past weekend. There are those moments in time, small occurences perhaps, but precious sweet moments that are snapped forever in your memory like a beloved photo...and one of those moments happened just a few days before Christmas this year. One of my aunts has been losing her memory for a good long while, and for the most part by that time she remembered very little either long-term or short-term, but she took great pleasure "in the moment". That was enough, one can live in the moment quite well, and enjoy and be enjoyed. I took her to out to eat over the holidays and as we stood in the gift shop of this restaurant, and Christmas carols poured cheerfully from the speakers overhead, her eyes lit up and began to shine. She grasped my hands and began to swing them. Her feet began to shuffle in time to the music, and she cried, "Oh! I feel Christmas in my bones!!" I laughed and she laughed and together we made quite a sight, two generations swinging their hands and shuffling to the tune of Jingle Bells in a restaurant, paying no mind nor caring who might be watching or what they might think. On Christmas day she fell and she has not walked since. Gradually her condition has gotten worse, until today she lays curled in a bed, lacking much response at all to life, and fed with a tube. It hurts. And so one day I whispered sweet nothings in this aunt's ear, attempted feebly to comfort her frail sisters, moaned at my inadequacies, and the next I saw a totally different side of life...a contrast that literally set me back, and made me truly think some thoughts I had been needing to think. I met my daughter and son-in-law for their birthday dinner. They are young, full of life, in love, laughing, cutting up, greeting every new day as an adventure, rolling with the disappointments life can bring even the young and then standing tall with a smile on their faces sure it will all work out, full of health and vitality. They are a joy to watch, and it is a bit of awe I feel as I see them enjoying life to its fullest, bursting with a vibrancy that I wonder if I ever even felt myself, but know I must have for I can remember that same aunt bursting with the same vitality and zest for living. I thought how wonderful it was that the world is peopled with youth that can truly milk every ounce of zest and joyful energy from life...and I thought what a shame it is that no matter how mature youth is, truly they have no basis for appreciating the spot in life they are at. It came to me as I watched them, such a contrast to what I had just been dealing with, the words my papa used to speak. "Life is turned right around backwards". And maybe that is so. About the time one learns to fully appreciate life, and health...about the time one begins to feel comfortable and mature in action and words...about the time one could not only grasp life with the zest of the young (if they felt well enough) but also appreciate what he or she had....well, it is another story. And I thought about those of us who are in a sense a bridge between those generations...and that maybe I had been very wrong in my feelings about it. Perhaps more than any other we can grasp exactly what the essence of each generation really is, empathize most completely with each, appreciate most truly the contributions of both generations to the world. And I thought that it might be possible for us, and us only, to pull a bit of that zestful vitality of youth over the bridge into the lives of our elders, and a bit of that appreciation for the "summer of life" over the bridge into the lives of our children. And I thought...rather than feeling torn between the needs of two generations...what a wonderful spot in life it is to be in the middle! If life is truly, as my papa used to say, "turned around right backwards", well the middle is always the middle...and always in touch with both ends of life. I can think of no better place to truly understand, to truly give back to the world, or to truly appreciate what life is all about. just a thought, jan Copyright ©2000JanPhilpot .________________________________________________ (Note: Afternoon Rocking messages are meant to be passed on, meant to be shared...simply share as written without alterations...and in entirety. Thanks, jan) Sunday Afternoon Rocking columns are distributed weekly on the list Sunday Rocking. This is not a "reply to" list, and normally only one message per week will come across it, that being the column. To subscribe send email to [email protected] _________________________________________________

>In a message dated 10/15/00 8:21:17 PM Central Daylight Time, >[email protected] writes: > ><< Subj: [DC] Sunday Afternoon Rocking > Date: 10/15/00 8:21:17 PM Central Daylight Time > From: [email protected] (j) > Reply-to: <A HREF="mailto:[email protected]"> >[email protected]</A> > To: [email protected] > > "A Thought about the Generations" (from the "Sunday Afternoon Rocking" >series) > > Afternoon All, > > "Comes a time when life is turned right around backwards". Those were the > words my papa used to say, and while they somewhat confused me at one time, > I have now lived long enough to know exactly what he meant by them. I > imagine many of the rest of you have as well. > Jan, that was beautiful. Beverly

Hi Jeanne My GGGrandmother was Sarah Warden married to Robert Thomas Walker at Dover in May3,1843 Sarah may have been Salley listed as born 1827. Ihave never been able to trace the Warden side. The Walkers Were living on the part of Stewart cty which became Houston about 1870 . Ihope one of us can find a trace. Gene Walker [email protected]

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TipWorld - http://www.tipworld.com The Internet's #1 Source for Computer Tips, News, and Gossip And now for today's tip... THE BLACK SHEEP OF THE FAMILY Every family has a few members who simply don't conform to the rest of the family's idea of "acceptable behavior." The reasons might be related to financial security, religious beliefs, choice of marriage partner, or even a legal misdeed. Some of these family members simply disappear into the distance, and all that remains are family stories about them. Fortunately, there are several ways to track down relatives who have "disappeared." Check national census indexes or even check one state at a time for the most recent, public census index. Also check the Social Security Death Index to see if their death was reported to the Social Security Administration. You can search indexes such as Switchboard, which is located at http://www.switchboard.com for your relatives' names. There's a chance they may have married and named a son or daughter after them or a family member. Don't forget to check the local and/or district courts for incarceration records. Although they are public, these records are sometimes difficult to find. ---------------------------------------------- Diana J. Muir, Professional Genealogist Former Host of the World GenWeb Teacher of 8 free online genealogy classes at: http://www.rootsweb.com/~genclass/

--WebTV-Mail-24510-1119 Content-Type: Text/Plain; Charset=US-ASCII Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7Bit Jeanne, Interesting name, John Elbert. Some of my line were named after Elbert County, Georgia......just a thought. Regards, Mike in Ca. Michael David Brown Bakersfield Brigade --WebTV-Mail-24510-1119 Content-Disposition: Inline Content-Type: Message/RFC822 Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7Bit Received: from smtpin-102-7.bryant.webtv.net (209.240.198.44) by storefull-238.iap.bryant.webtv.net with WTV-SMTP; Fri, 13 Oct 2000 00:14:21 -0700 (PDT) Received: by smtpin-102-7.bryant.webtv.net (WebTV_Postfix) id 4BBBC1D5; Fri, 13 Oct 2000 00:14:21 -0700 (PDT) Delivered-To: [email protected] Received: from lists5.rootsweb.com (lists5.rootsweb.com [63.92.80.123]) by smtpin-102-7.bryant.webtv.net (WebTV_Postfix) with ESMTP id 450E21D4; Fri, 13 Oct 2000 00:14:20 -0700 (PDT) Received: (from [email protected]) by lists5.rootsweb.com (8.10.1/8.10.1) id e9D706A30897; Fri, 13 Oct 2000 00:00:06 -0700 Resent-Date: Fri, 13 Oct 2000 00:00:06 -0700 X-Original-Sender: [email protected] Fri Oct 13 00:00:05 2000 Message-ID: <[email protected]> From: "Raymond Millman" <[email protected]> Old-To: <[email protected]> References: <[email protected]> Date: Thu, 12 Oct 2000 19:59:16 -0700 MIME-Version: 1.0 Content-Type: text/plain; charset="iso-8859-1" Content-Transfer-Encoding: 7bit X-Priority: 3 X-MSMail-Priority: Normal X-Mailer: Microsoft Outlook Express 5.00.2615.200 X-MimeOLE: Produced By Microsoft MimeOLE V5.00.2615.200 Subject: [DC] John Warden and Sally Ann Keel Resent-Message-ID: <[email protected]> To: [email protected] Resent-From: [email protected] Reply-To: [email protected] X-Mailing-List: <[email protected]> archive/latest/13611 X-Loop: [email protected] Precedence: list Resent-Sender: [email protected] Hi, List Went to the FHC today and found some info: My great grandma Winnie Warden Averitt was the dau of John Warden and Sally Ann Keel. John Warden lived in Stewart Co in 1860 was a farmer, served in 50th Inf from Tn in Civil War. Enlisted 1861 discharged in 1863. Any Tn Civil War records on line? John Warden had other children named John Elbert b. 1858, William b. 1851 m. Ten McBride Mary b. 1854 m. a Parker. John Elbert m. Sara Harris had 4 children and those kids had a slew of kids. Anybody on this list related to me or have info on these folks? Sure hope to find a relative! Thanks, Jeanne ==== DanvilleCrossing Mailing List ==== What do you mean my Birth Certificate expired ??? --WebTV-Mail-24510-1119--

Hi, List Went to the FHC today and found some info: My great grandma Winnie Warden Averitt was the dau of John Warden and Sally Ann Keel. John Warden lived in Stewart Co in 1860 was a farmer, served in 50th Inf from Tn in Civil War. Enlisted 1861 discharged in 1863. Any Tn Civil War records on line? John Warden had other children named John Elbert b. 1858, William b. 1851 m. Ten McBride Mary b. 1854 m. a Parker. John Elbert m. Sara Harris had 4 children and those kids had a slew of kids. Anybody on this list related to me or have info on these folks? Sure hope to find a relative! Thanks, Jeanne

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Can anyone identify? Married by Rev. U. Smith, on the 22nd of February [1853], Henry Edwards, Esq., to Miss Sallie A. Brigham, all of Stewart co., Tenn. [Source: "The Banner of Peace and Cumberland Presbyterian Advocate," March 4, 1853, page 3]

Can anyone help identify the families listed in the 4 obituaries below?: BRIGHAM Rev. D. A. Brigham (1848-1889) THE REV. D. A. BRIGHAM. BY THE REV. J. W. SULLIVAN. "Man's portion is to die." One of the "twelve gates" has recently been opened for the reception of our much loved friend and pastor. Shall we say the keeper of this gate was ignorant of the sorrow this separation would give us? Did he not know the sacred and tender relation this dear man sustained, not only to the Christians of his own and other congregations, but also to all who knew him? Did not this keeper well understand the importance of his position in life and the great reluctance with which all would let him go? Yes, all these things were before him and fully understood. Not a single true desire or prayer was ignored. No harsh feelings existed between the keeper and any one left to mourn his departure. Every thing was duly considered and the good of all things taken into the account. Yet against our wishes, in view of the fact that many would be left weeping; seemingly against the interest of the church and mankind in general, the summons came, "Quit your work and enter in." What shall we say, and what shall we do? We can only walk at present surrounded by mysteries and wait for further developments of so sad an event. Not one word of complaint can we utter against Heaven, for Heaven doeth all things well. Father, into thy full presence thou hast taken him. The gate has been silently shut, separating him from us for a time. We give, with slight variations, a short sketch of his life furnished by his brother to one of the Clarksville (Tenn.) papers: The Rev. D. A. Brigham was born February 15, 1848, on Wells' Creek near Erin, Tenn. He was the eldest of nine children, of whom four brothers and two sisters with an aged father are now living. His early life was spent near Erin, and in 1871 he determined to enter the ministry. He began his studies at once, and in 1872 entered Cumberland University at Lebanon, Tenn. After graduation he was pastor successively of the following churches, all in Tennessee: Trenton. From there he went to Union City, then to Dyersburg. He came to Clarksville, Tenn., in November, 1886, and found a small congregation of about fifty. In 1878 he married Miss Ella Brackin, by whom he has had five children, three of whom are living. He remained the faithful and well-beloved pastor of the Clarksville church until his death, February 10, 1889. To say Brother Brigham had no faults would be saying he was not human. To say his was a noble life, worthy of imitation, his constant desire being to do good and build up the cause of Christ, will perhaps be doubted by no one who knew him. Some peculiar and predominant characteristics of the man may not be amiss. His was in the truest sense an active life. His activity was not alone of that general nature which is founded on the idea that action is the normal state of man. This he had in common with all men, but in addition he had an activity arising from a very energetic nature, an activity which carried him through the fiercest conflicts, pushed him out into lines of work where an ordinary zeal would fail. A very talented minister asked me not long since, "How is Brother Brigham getting along at Clarksville?" On replying that he was doing well this minister said, "Well, he will always be found trying." This decided energy, seasoned with the discretion he ever exercised, made his pastoral work very successful. To him the words work and success were synonymous. His sociability was exceptional. Wherever he met a human being he seemed to regard that one as a brother. None beneath his notice. None so high that he feared they would consider it a condescension to notice him. A friendly handshake, a winning address, a warm heart, all conspired to make others feel at home in his presence. Shall we say policy was in much of this? If so it was that upper grade of policy which every true man must exercise to acquire that influence over others he should have. Beneath this policy was a current warm with love and sympathy to all. He possessed a catholic spirit. Once when passing some men on the street he heard one of them abusing a minister of another denomination. He stopped and resolutely demanded that such abuse cease, as that minister was not present to defend himself. It did cease. Is not such a spirit commendable, although it may seem rather rough. A union of soul with Christ constituted a Christian with him, not a union of person with a denomination. Another very prominent trait was his entire confidence that God was with him in every work. He believed his mission consisted in taking weak congregations and building them up. His practice fully conformed to his faith. Coming to Clarksville with a considerable family, he believed God would not forsake him, although his congregation was weak in every respect. With this unyielding confidence he began and continued until his church increased from about fifty to one hundred and fifty. Are we ascribing to him these traits because it is common to praise the dead, and we can not be otherwise than respectful under such circumstances? Only remember that at his funeral at least four of the pastors of Clarksville participated. Not half of the people who came could find room in the church. Doubtless not half came who would have come if they had known they could be admitted. A memorial fund of between one thousand and fifteen hundred dollars has been raised for his family, the greater part of which came from people of other denominations and from those not Christians. Why such universal sadness and respect? All felt a friend, a sympathetic Christian friend, had been taken. Brother, thou art gone, but may we not be assured thou wilt be one of the heavenly messengers which shall encamp round about us? Must we think the gulf impassable between thee and us? No, by faith we may clasp thy hand in ours and even now have the benefit of thy presence. Wife and children of this dear one, weep not to excess, but let the same Father who has taken this one comfort you. Goodby, dear brother, till we meet again. [Source: "The Cumberland Presbyterian," February 28, 1889, page 2] Duncan R. Brigham (?-1852) Died, on the 13th of Nov., 1852, at his father's residence on Wells' creek, Stewart co., Tenn., Duncan R. Brigham. Although he suffered; yet he was submissive to the will of Him in whom he put his trust. He was 14 years of age. He was a promising youth. His mind was of a strong and penetrating nature, not to be surpassed by many who were much more advanced in age than he was. Yet he was possessed with a filial obedience. The writer of this was with him during his sickness, and hd the pleasure of hearing him speak of the prospects of heaven. Duncan is with us no more. But we do not mourn as those that have no hope; for he complied with the word of God. He sought "first the kingdom of God and his righteousness," and obtained. He professed religion at a camp-meeting held at Wells creek camp ground in October 1851, and joined the C.P. church, in which he lived a consistent member until God saw fit in his wisdom to remove him to the church triumphant. He left an abundant testimony to all, whereof we are glad. A few days previous to his death, I took my seat by his bedside, and said to him, "Duncan, if you were to die, do you not believe that you would go to a better world than this?" He looked at me, and said, "Yes, I do."Yes, I do. O, I am not afraid to die." He talked about dying with composure of mind and told his parents not to weep for him. He asked his kind physician to let him know if he did not believe that he would die. He told him to tell him, for it would not alarm him. The physician told him he must. It did not alarm him the least. When the doctor told him to put his trust in God, he told him that he did, and was willing to die. He spoke of the pleasant scenes he had spent with his parents. He said to his mother that they would have no more Sunday talks. "Yes, my child," said she, "when we meet in heaven, we will have our Sabbath talks there, and we won't have to part any more." He called his mother to his bedside to converse with her about heaven and its blessedness, and also his aunt, to hear her talk of the joys of sweet heaven. He told her he would never see her again, meaning that he was now going to leave this world. Then when she told him she would see him again in heaven, a heavenly smile seemed to rest on his countenance. He said when in health he sometimes would not feel as he wanted to; but when he went out to himself and prayed to God, then all was right. This is the way for all christians to do. Prayer was his delight while sick, even till his last.He loved to converse with his Savior, as all christians do. Duncan was willing and even anxious for the hour to come when his soul should take its flight into the glory land; for by the grace of God he had overcome sin, and the dread of death. "He that overcometh, shall inherit all things; and I will be his God, and he shall be my son. John McKinnon. [Source: "Banner of Peace, and Cumberland Presbyterian Advocate," January 21, 1853, page 4] James H. Brigham (1785-1851) DIED--At his residence in Stewart co., Tenn., December 27, 1851, Capt. JAMES H. BRIGHAM. Bro. B. was born in Bluntsville, Sullivan co., E. Tenn., April 8, 1785. He professed religion some ten years since, but did not join any church till last August, when he joined the C.P. [Cumberland Presbyterian] Church at Centre Valley, in which he lived an exemplary member until death. Bro. B. has left a devoted wife and six children, together with a numerous train of relatives to mourn his loss; yet they sorrow not as those who have no hope. In his death his dear wife has lost a kind and affectionate husband, his children a doting father, and his servants a forbearing master. His house was the home of the pennyless, where the poor always found relief. His home was a pleasant retreat for the servant of Christ--without distinction. "Blessed are the dead that die in the Lord, from henceforth; yea, saith the Spirit, that they may rest from their labors, and their works do follow them." A FRIEND. [Source: "Banner of Peace and Cumberland Presbyterian Advocate," March 5, 1852, page 4] William Brigham (c1775-1849) It becomes my painful duty to announce the death of an aged Elder of the C.P. [Cumberland Presbyterian] Church. William Brigham, the subject of this brief notice, departed this life on the 8th of Nov. 1849, in the 74th year of his age. He was born in a fort in East Tennessee, and brought up to active life, which enabled him to secure for himself a family, a sufficiency of the good things of this life. He professed religion in early life; and for the last thirty years has been a member, and most of the time an Elder, of the C.P. [Cumberland Presbyterian] Church. His house was always a house for the preachers, and for a long time, the place of circuit preachers, as brother Lowery and others of his day will doubtless recollect.--He lived a respectable member of the Wells Creek congregation, Stewart co. [In 1849 this was in Stewart County, today it is in Houston County]--He died as a christian, giving to his family and friends, in his last moments, the most satisfactory evidence of his acceptance with God. Thus we sorrow not as those who have no hope. May we all be thus prepared to meet death at his appearing. AN ACQUAINTANCE. Dec. 9th, 1849 [Source: "Banner of Peace," December 22, 1849, page 2]

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Libbye, Atkins is my line from Stewart Co. TN and Todd Co Ky and Anson Co. NC(still trying to find them there) Walls witnessed wills of my line and seemed to be intertwined but have never made a connection. Who are the parents of your Atkins sisters? This Atkins line is quite something. Thanks, Joy, TN

Erika, Do you have any info on a Mullen/Mullin family in Lewis County? My ggrandfather, Charles H. Mullen was a physician who was listed in the 1880 census. He had died by 1900, but his widow Martha (Mattie) and a number of the children were still there. The eldest Thomas bought property in the 1890s, but after that they all just disappeared. It's a real brick wall. I would appreciate any help you can give. Fran ----- Original Message ----- From: <[email protected]> To: <[email protected]> Sent: Saturday, October 07, 2000 10:45 AM Subject: Re: [DC] Name of a town??? > Hohenwald in Lewis County is ground zero for my family. The Surnames that I > have that live or have lived there are Bell, Churchwell, Pace, Register, > among others. Imagine my shock to see my little Hole-In-The-Wall mentioned > here!! I have info on related families so if you or anyone else has a > question fire away.. > > regards, Erika Sauve > > > ==== DanvilleCrossing Mailing List ==== > GENEALOGY goes on... and on... and on... > > > > >

Unless I am mistaken, it is highly likely I left my Stewart Co. Cemetery Book behind at Danville Crossing reunion. Please, if you were there, check any things you may have had there and see if you have an extra among your things. I have looked high and low and it is not in the box of materials I had with me to let researchers use. Because I have been running so much for my elders I had not been doing lookups in this book for some time... hope it turns up, but know of no other place to look....so please check. Thanks a bunch, jan