I offer my sincere apology for having overlooked George Whitworth's comment/post. Sorry George! Your post certainly intrigues me. I can almost make a connection to Lemuel Alsobrooks or Allsbrooks Bell and logic does connect my family line to him, but I fall just short of being able to put it all together. I would truly like to have any information you are willing to share either on this blog or my email address is belletal08@yahoo.com. This morning I did a bit of, well preliminary searching and found where Percy Warner Whitworth married Lottie Bell, 7 March 1909, in Hickman Co., TN, by J.V. Hassell, Minister of God. They lived in Hickman Co., TN for the 1910 Census, Spring Creek, AR for the 1920 Census and Lee County, AR for the 1930 Census. However, the 1910 census puzzled me, it shows George Edgar Whitworth age 15, lived in the same household as Percy W., Lottie and their son Oscar E. age 6 months, but indicates George is a brother to Percy??
I look forward to hearing from you George and again, apologize for not responding sooner.
Tim
George Whitworth - Jan 1, 2012, 01:34 PM
I'm a direct descendent of Lemuel Allsbrook Bell, Sr. and Jr. of Stewart, Tennessee. My grand mother, Lottie Bell of Stewart married my grandfather, Percy Warren/Warner Whitworth, in about 1910. He was the L&N station master in Bon Aqua Springs, Hickman Co, Tennessee when my father, George E. Whitworth, Sr. was born in Feb. 1910. I am interested in any info on my ancestors. My paternal great-grandfather was William M. Whitworth and wife, Emily Ragan Whitworth of Dickson County, Tennessee.
21 January 2012
19 January 2012
The Park/Parks Family
I'm going to take a break from my Yates family research and concentrate on my materal Grandmother's family the Park or Parks. It is written and documented both ways, but Mammy, as I called her was a Park, Belvia Park. She was born in June 1880 and died in December 1968. Her husband, my Grandfather C.G. "Lige" Robinson was a Methodist minister and died 4 July 1954. After Pappy's death Mammy stayed with my family and Mama's sister and her husband, two weeks at a time. I was eight days shy of being three years old when Pappy died, so I got to spend alot of my life with Mammy. I learned from her, but now I truly wish I had paid closer attention and asked more questions. I plan to devote an entire piece to Mammy, but for now this is basically a preview of things to come.
As anyone who has read my blog is aware, my Yates ancestors were charged, tried and two of them were convicted of killing a man, James Harvey Cleghorn. Well, my Park ancestors are on the other side of the legal end of such a trial. Mammy's oldest brother, Alonzo Park was the victim, murdered or as the Family Bible has written, assassinated. I believe the definition of assassinate is to murder a "prominent" person and I am not sure a mail carrier would be considered a "prominent" person, but to his family Alonzo Park was surely a "prominent" person. So, I suppose using the word "assassinated" in a family bible is not so far fetched.
I am awaiting information on how to obtain court records, but for now this is what I know. Alonzo Park was born 10 April 1873, the eldest child of Robert Wilson Park and Martha Jane Cole Park. He married Martha Ellie Brinkley 7 January 1899, in Carroll County, TN and to this union was born one child, Ethel Venera Park, October 1900. Alonzo was a rural mail carrier and it has been said was the first in the area to ride a bicycle to deliver mail rather than by horseback. I'm guessing the morning of 23 May 1906 was no different than any other morning, yet when Alonzo left on his bicycle that morning he would not return. While delivering the mail that day Alonzo would come upon a 15-16 year old boy, Alvin Conder. The facts a I know them are few, but simple. Conder had a gun, he believed mail carriers carried great sums of money and he shot and killed Alonzo Park. Hopefully, I will secure court documents and will have better, more factual information, but for now I will close with two bits of information. First, after Alvin Conder was found guilty family lore has it that the family did not want Alvin Conder put to deah. Second, in looking through both the 1910 & 1920 U.S. Census, Alvin Conder is an inmate at the Tennessee State Prison in Nashville, Davidson County, TN.
My apologies to anyone who came to this blog expecting Bell genealogy content. I will jump back and forth from Bell to Rushing to Robinson to Park, Yates, Farrar, Frazier, etc. If you have ties to Benton County, TN it is my guess at some point I will be writing about your ancestor so please visit again.
T Bell
As anyone who has read my blog is aware, my Yates ancestors were charged, tried and two of them were convicted of killing a man, James Harvey Cleghorn. Well, my Park ancestors are on the other side of the legal end of such a trial. Mammy's oldest brother, Alonzo Park was the victim, murdered or as the Family Bible has written, assassinated. I believe the definition of assassinate is to murder a "prominent" person and I am not sure a mail carrier would be considered a "prominent" person, but to his family Alonzo Park was surely a "prominent" person. So, I suppose using the word "assassinated" in a family bible is not so far fetched.
I am awaiting information on how to obtain court records, but for now this is what I know. Alonzo Park was born 10 April 1873, the eldest child of Robert Wilson Park and Martha Jane Cole Park. He married Martha Ellie Brinkley 7 January 1899, in Carroll County, TN and to this union was born one child, Ethel Venera Park, October 1900. Alonzo was a rural mail carrier and it has been said was the first in the area to ride a bicycle to deliver mail rather than by horseback. I'm guessing the morning of 23 May 1906 was no different than any other morning, yet when Alonzo left on his bicycle that morning he would not return. While delivering the mail that day Alonzo would come upon a 15-16 year old boy, Alvin Conder. The facts a I know them are few, but simple. Conder had a gun, he believed mail carriers carried great sums of money and he shot and killed Alonzo Park. Hopefully, I will secure court documents and will have better, more factual information, but for now I will close with two bits of information. First, after Alvin Conder was found guilty family lore has it that the family did not want Alvin Conder put to deah. Second, in looking through both the 1910 & 1920 U.S. Census, Alvin Conder is an inmate at the Tennessee State Prison in Nashville, Davidson County, TN.
My apologies to anyone who came to this blog expecting Bell genealogy content. I will jump back and forth from Bell to Rushing to Robinson to Park, Yates, Farrar, Frazier, etc. If you have ties to Benton County, TN it is my guess at some point I will be writing about your ancestor so please visit again.
T Bell
13 January 2012
Yates Family, more information or is it???
First, I'd like to thank the folks at the David Benton Facebook page for including my article, written by Mary C. Bell Hudson. Next, I want to thank those of you who have visited and please, if you have something, anything related to genealogy you would like to share please use the comment section and I will copy and paste it into a post of its' own. While my intentions were to write solely on Bell Genealogy, I feel this limits both my viewers and the content. If you will notice I have included other family names and will continue to do this. Also, I plan to be more active with this blog in 2012 and you, the viewers can make that easier for me, if you will also submit material, but please include sources of information if possible. That source can be something as simple as your own personal knowledge, but I do want to be accurate.
Okay, the Yates family has been a challenge for me to say the least. I keep wishing and hoping I'll find something that will be like a key and unlock, at least some of what I will call a mystery. Unfortunately, it seems the more I discover the more mysterious they become. Recently, I visited the archives in the basement of the Benton County Library to verify something I found on Ancestry.com concerning Joshua Yates, seemingly the only son of Elisha. Joshua and his sister Harriet were convicted of involuntary manslaughter in the death of James Harvey Cleghorn. If you have read my account of the Yates trial, you may remember originally the entire family was charged with first degree murder, but later charges were dropped against sisters Charlotte and Johannah. Joshua, Harriet, Salitha and Adeline were tried and on February 16, 1845 the jury's verdict was Salitha and Adeline not guilty and as mentioned Joshua and Harriet were found guilty of involuntary manslaughter. Joshua was sentenced to two years in the penitentiary and Harriet was sentenced to three years, but like EVERYTHING else involving this Yates family I have hit a wall.
First things first, I mentioned visiting the Archives at the Benton County Library to ascertain the validity of this: Quarterly court minute book b (1854-1861) P. 506: jOSHUA yATES CHARGED AS FATHER OF CAROLINE oAKLEY'S TWO BASTARD CHILDREN IN MARCH 1860. P/508 - LISTS THE YOUNGEST CHILD AS 3 YEARS OLD.
which is noted in a family tree on Ancestry.com. I haven't a clue where any of this came from. The minute book (b) and the dates do not match, nor does the page. In fact, there is no record of Caroline Oakley period. Truthfully, as silly and ridiculous as it sounds, I'm beginning to wonder if there is a conspiracy out there to prevent me from finding the truths about this Yates family!
Oh that is so silly, stupid, paranoid even right? Okay, after the trial and verdict was given I can find no record of Harriet Yates existence. I have researched the Tennessee State Prison, viewed a list of prisoners being housed in the state prison (1831-1855) and neither Joshua, nor Harriet Yates name is included. I have even been in contact with Mr. John-Paul (Jay) Richiuso, C.A., M.A., Assistant Director for Manuscripts Services at the Tennessee State Library and Archives, who physically checked their records and found no evidence either ever served time in prison. But, I have found this from the September 1845 Term of Court in Benton County, TN - Tha Joshua Yates had been Lodged at the Carroll Co Jail
Sept 1845 Term of Court--Benton Co TN
12-27-1844 1-14-1845
1-19-1845 5-12-1845
to 4 turnkeys
Total: 51.12
also Feby 1845 To putting irons on Joshua Yates .25
May 1845 To taking iron off Joshua Yates .25
This seemingly indicates Joshua Yates was incarcerated from 27 December 1844 until 12 May 1845, but what about Harriet? Remember she was sentenced to a year longer than Joshua.
Perhaps one day I will find something that will pull all of this into place and give a clear picture of this Yates family, but until then I will continue to search. Joshua and wife Tabitha moved to Missouri and are in Long Island, Mississippi County, MO for the 1860 US Census. Tabitha was said to be a widow and re-married G. Cyrus Campbell, 2 November 1862. There are accounts of a Joshua Yates being killed in the Civil War and accounts of a Joshua Yates being a prisoner. Oh, there are also accounts of Joshua Yates enlisted on both sides and ALL are about the same age and yes, the same age as "my" Joshua Yates. Whoopie!! This is soooo much fun, but I really wish I could catch a pinch of luck.
Forgive me if this is extremely jumbled and if it was about another of my families I might try to fix it and try to make it make sense, but not with the Yates family. I'd never get it fixed!
Until next time, thank you for visiting and please come again,
Tim Bell
Okay, the Yates family has been a challenge for me to say the least. I keep wishing and hoping I'll find something that will be like a key and unlock, at least some of what I will call a mystery. Unfortunately, it seems the more I discover the more mysterious they become. Recently, I visited the archives in the basement of the Benton County Library to verify something I found on Ancestry.com concerning Joshua Yates, seemingly the only son of Elisha. Joshua and his sister Harriet were convicted of involuntary manslaughter in the death of James Harvey Cleghorn. If you have read my account of the Yates trial, you may remember originally the entire family was charged with first degree murder, but later charges were dropped against sisters Charlotte and Johannah. Joshua, Harriet, Salitha and Adeline were tried and on February 16, 1845 the jury's verdict was Salitha and Adeline not guilty and as mentioned Joshua and Harriet were found guilty of involuntary manslaughter. Joshua was sentenced to two years in the penitentiary and Harriet was sentenced to three years, but like EVERYTHING else involving this Yates family I have hit a wall.
First things first, I mentioned visiting the Archives at the Benton County Library to ascertain the validity of this: Quarterly court minute book b (1854-1861) P. 506: jOSHUA yATES CHARGED AS FATHER OF CAROLINE oAKLEY'S TWO BASTARD CHILDREN IN MARCH 1860. P/508 - LISTS THE YOUNGEST CHILD AS 3 YEARS OLD.
which is noted in a family tree on Ancestry.com. I haven't a clue where any of this came from. The minute book (b) and the dates do not match, nor does the page. In fact, there is no record of Caroline Oakley period. Truthfully, as silly and ridiculous as it sounds, I'm beginning to wonder if there is a conspiracy out there to prevent me from finding the truths about this Yates family!
Oh that is so silly, stupid, paranoid even right? Okay, after the trial and verdict was given I can find no record of Harriet Yates existence. I have researched the Tennessee State Prison, viewed a list of prisoners being housed in the state prison (1831-1855) and neither Joshua, nor Harriet Yates name is included. I have even been in contact with Mr. John-Paul (Jay) Richiuso, C.A., M.A., Assistant Director for Manuscripts Services at the Tennessee State Library and Archives, who physically checked their records and found no evidence either ever served time in prison. But, I have found this from the September 1845 Term of Court in Benton County, TN - Tha Joshua Yates had been Lodged at the Carroll Co Jail
Sept 1845 Term of Court--Benton Co TN
12-27-1844 1-14-1845
1-19-1845 5-12-1845
to 4 turnkeys
Total: 51.12
also Feby 1845 To putting irons on Joshua Yates .25
May 1845 To taking iron off Joshua Yates .25
This seemingly indicates Joshua Yates was incarcerated from 27 December 1844 until 12 May 1845, but what about Harriet? Remember she was sentenced to a year longer than Joshua.
Perhaps one day I will find something that will pull all of this into place and give a clear picture of this Yates family, but until then I will continue to search. Joshua and wife Tabitha moved to Missouri and are in Long Island, Mississippi County, MO for the 1860 US Census. Tabitha was said to be a widow and re-married G. Cyrus Campbell, 2 November 1862. There are accounts of a Joshua Yates being killed in the Civil War and accounts of a Joshua Yates being a prisoner. Oh, there are also accounts of Joshua Yates enlisted on both sides and ALL are about the same age and yes, the same age as "my" Joshua Yates. Whoopie!! This is soooo much fun, but I really wish I could catch a pinch of luck.
Forgive me if this is extremely jumbled and if it was about another of my families I might try to fix it and try to make it make sense, but not with the Yates family. I'd never get it fixed!
Until next time, thank you for visiting and please come again,
Tim Bell
05 January 2012
Growing up in Benton County, TN in the 1850's, through the eyes of Mary C. Bell Hudson
I was given this several years ago by Debbie Beasley Cox of Gainesville, TX. The author is Mary C. Bell Hudson (8 November 1847, Benton County, TN - 26 July 1921, Gainesville, Cook County, TX). She was the daughter of John Bell and Lucy Blackwell Bell and married James G. Hudson in Benton County, TN, 23 January 1866.
Composition by Mary Bell Hudson, Gainesville, TX - March 12, 1886 (only 18 _ _ was given, but based on her mention of 38 years of life, I determined, as she was born 8 Nov 1847, the year to be 1886; however, that is just a guess). I copied it as near to the copy I had as I could.
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Thirty eight years of life spent by Mrs. M. C. Hudson the former life in my native state of Tennessee the remainder in Texas.
Commence at three years with my mother and father going to my first school playing with my rag doll that mother made. Here comes little sister now large enough to play with me . . . .Mother in the house at work and Pa at the shop . . . he was a blacksmith . . . down to the shop we would go. . . upon the vice bench with one dolls to play in the toy box . . . Oh those happy days . .the remembrance of childhood seems so sweet to me now. Pa busily at work . . the sound of the anvil and hammer all day long. Noon time would come . . Pa would hear the dinner horns blow for dinner . . .he would look out and see so many horses waiting to be shod and men waiting for work . . he would say Mary you and Sis go to the house . . tell your mother I can't come to dinner I am so busy. .. .mama would fix Pa dinner and carry it to him and spend a few moments with him . ..Oh the happy ______ that was spent together at the Black Smith shop with Mother & Father & Sister and I. Now back to the house we would go ... Mother to work busy all day . . . Sister & I to play and evening tide was creeping slowly on the sun was sinking in the far blue western skies above us . . The song birds sweetly echoing their last songs and note for the day. In the beautiful foliage have hid theirselves away for the night. PaPa's anvil is still ringing . . .Mama is busily engaged in preparing the evening refreshments for the little family and Juicing the cows attending the chickens while Sister and I is down on the creek bank watching the little fishes playing in the water ...Our thoughts wandring away with the fishes as the flirt and swim till we was called to supper.
Right here I want to say dear reader this was our humble little country home situated on the banks of the big old Rushing Creek five miles North of Camden, TN. Right here at this little home I went to my first school ... The teacher an old gentlemen with white beard and hair, tall and erect called me his little pet . .. There I learned to spell and read . .. The house was full of young ladies and gents . .. I was the only baby in school and the pet of all. There I learned to love my teacher and my parents and teacher learned me to love all the young ladies and gents in school . . .I thought that everyone loved me. Dear Reader I thank God for good parents and teachers that learn us to love. Love is the best and sweetest thing on earth. We couldn't live without it. I think if I could only live those sweet days over again I would learn to love more . ..The beautiful Spring come trickling out of the high banks a few rods from the creek where Mother and the school are to get water is as plain in my memory now as it was then .. It is so dear to me . ..Things that is planted in our young hearts is yet young when so are bending and blooming with old age a sweet remembrance. Now hear Papa has moved down on the Public road in amongst the Big Forest trees and yet on he same creek . . a lovely place close to our Grandmothers where all of us little folks love to go. The Anvil was still ringing . . Sister and I still playing in the tool box on the vice bench .. .There is an improvement on Black Smith shops . . Now maybe they don't have vice benches now. Pa made log coal . . Kills burnt his own coal . . now the coal is bought. The new home, the beautiful tree and big creek with its high white chalk bluff, the nice fishes rthe sweet song burds is all sweet memory to me. I wish I could live them over again. From small acorns large happiness. I am going to school at the same place and am loved by all . . . Sister & I she is with me now.
Our school was out . . . Sister and I played on the white chalk bluff making toys out of the chalk as white as snow. Sister gets sick with fever. (A long) time I was lonesome I couldn't play . . .I was lonely. I want to say although we are young if we are rightly taught by our parents that love in our hearts will never part there is moments all along through life when we can have sweet reflections of the past that will make us glad we have lived. Now Pa has moved. Bought farm home with all _______
beautiful . . .surrounding . . nice big orchard with its pretty mingled and scented the place. To my mind the apple tree bloom was the sweetest of all blooms. It is needless to say we was happy. The anvil and hammer was still ringing out in the clear open air. The work was going on in the house. We did not play so much. We went to school . . to the same place, a lovely place with an wodden structure with two doors, dirt chimney fireplace across one end of the house that warmed the entire house, large windows with glass and wooden shutters. Oh it was a sweet remembrance to me.
That beautiful stream runs through our farm with all of its nice clear water and pretty rocky bed full of fish . . .see them just as plain any time. Could sit in the shade of the foliage of those big trees on the banks and fish all day. So innocent so pure . .. with watchful eyes to watch after us all the time . . . the all seeing eye above us and parents at home.
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Composition by Mary Bell Hudson, Gainesville, TX - March 12, 1886 (only 18 _ _ was given, but based on her mention of 38 years of life, I determined, as she was born 8 Nov 1847, the year to be 1886; however, that is just a guess). I copied it as near to the copy I had as I could.
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Thirty eight years of life spent by Mrs. M. C. Hudson the former life in my native state of Tennessee the remainder in Texas.
Commence at three years with my mother and father going to my first school playing with my rag doll that mother made. Here comes little sister now large enough to play with me . . . .Mother in the house at work and Pa at the shop . . . he was a blacksmith . . . down to the shop we would go. . . upon the vice bench with one dolls to play in the toy box . . . Oh those happy days . .the remembrance of childhood seems so sweet to me now. Pa busily at work . . the sound of the anvil and hammer all day long. Noon time would come . . Pa would hear the dinner horns blow for dinner . . .he would look out and see so many horses waiting to be shod and men waiting for work . . he would say Mary you and Sis go to the house . . tell your mother I can't come to dinner I am so busy. .. .mama would fix Pa dinner and carry it to him and spend a few moments with him . ..Oh the happy ______ that was spent together at the Black Smith shop with Mother & Father & Sister and I. Now back to the house we would go ... Mother to work busy all day . . . Sister & I to play and evening tide was creeping slowly on the sun was sinking in the far blue western skies above us . . The song birds sweetly echoing their last songs and note for the day. In the beautiful foliage have hid theirselves away for the night. PaPa's anvil is still ringing . . .Mama is busily engaged in preparing the evening refreshments for the little family and Juicing the cows attending the chickens while Sister and I is down on the creek bank watching the little fishes playing in the water ...Our thoughts wandring away with the fishes as the flirt and swim till we was called to supper.
Right here I want to say dear reader this was our humble little country home situated on the banks of the big old Rushing Creek five miles North of Camden, TN. Right here at this little home I went to my first school ... The teacher an old gentlemen with white beard and hair, tall and erect called me his little pet . .. There I learned to spell and read . .. The house was full of young ladies and gents . .. I was the only baby in school and the pet of all. There I learned to love my teacher and my parents and teacher learned me to love all the young ladies and gents in school . . .I thought that everyone loved me. Dear Reader I thank God for good parents and teachers that learn us to love. Love is the best and sweetest thing on earth. We couldn't live without it. I think if I could only live those sweet days over again I would learn to love more . ..The beautiful Spring come trickling out of the high banks a few rods from the creek where Mother and the school are to get water is as plain in my memory now as it was then .. It is so dear to me . ..Things that is planted in our young hearts is yet young when so are bending and blooming with old age a sweet remembrance. Now hear Papa has moved down on the Public road in amongst the Big Forest trees and yet on he same creek . . a lovely place close to our Grandmothers where all of us little folks love to go. The Anvil was still ringing . . Sister and I still playing in the tool box on the vice bench .. .There is an improvement on Black Smith shops . . Now maybe they don't have vice benches now. Pa made log coal . . Kills burnt his own coal . . now the coal is bought. The new home, the beautiful tree and big creek with its high white chalk bluff, the nice fishes rthe sweet song burds is all sweet memory to me. I wish I could live them over again. From small acorns large happiness. I am going to school at the same place and am loved by all . . . Sister & I she is with me now.
Our school was out . . . Sister and I played on the white chalk bluff making toys out of the chalk as white as snow. Sister gets sick with fever. (A long) time I was lonesome I couldn't play . . .I was lonely. I want to say although we are young if we are rightly taught by our parents that love in our hearts will never part there is moments all along through life when we can have sweet reflections of the past that will make us glad we have lived. Now Pa has moved. Bought farm home with all _______
beautiful . . .surrounding . . nice big orchard with its pretty mingled and scented the place. To my mind the apple tree bloom was the sweetest of all blooms. It is needless to say we was happy. The anvil and hammer was still ringing out in the clear open air. The work was going on in the house. We did not play so much. We went to school . . to the same place, a lovely place with an wodden structure with two doors, dirt chimney fireplace across one end of the house that warmed the entire house, large windows with glass and wooden shutters. Oh it was a sweet remembrance to me.
That beautiful stream runs through our farm with all of its nice clear water and pretty rocky bed full of fish . . .see them just as plain any time. Could sit in the shade of the foliage of those big trees on the banks and fish all day. So innocent so pure . .. with watchful eyes to watch after us all the time . . . the all seeing eye above us and parents at home.
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