JUST ONE OF THE
“Well, I don’t know where daddy came from unless it was from
Arkansas. I believe I remember him telling how he moved. He walked and
his wife carried the baby and the house furniture was on the pony. Daddy
married Elizabeth Telood years before he came to
Now if any of the descendants of the Fenters reads this you can
tell them that Marion Jones
is still living and expects to live until I die and all of 7 children
except Olene. She died in
Oh, yes, I must tell you about our plows and teams. While I was a boy we had an old mule that I could ride and make him go and pull the bull tongue. It was like the Georgia stock and Brother Dave would plow up and down the middle four or six times and our steers, two of them we called a yoke of steers and we would put them to the turning plow and we sure would turn the dirt.
But there was teams of 8 yoke of oxen that men hauled freight
Luke Pearce and Rile and Wash Pearle was boys and lived near us I like to forgot the time we were all playing on this long gallery when James, my youngest brother about two years old, was climbing on the banister and fell in the barrel of molasses that was setting in the corner of the gallery and covered with a cloth. James was nearly covered with molasses when we found him and pulled him out.
And one of my half brothers was in the army called Rangers and
the Indians killed him. Colonel Boland commanded the Rangers.
They were forted somewhere in
One day my brother Simon was on horse herd with another man when a Indian appeared. He was on a fast horse and had come there on purpose to lead the men in their trap in the forks of the branches. Simon went to the fort and reported the acts of the Indian when 10 men was summoned to go and see about the Indian. When 4 law men fell in the chase and Simon went with the soldiers which made 15 men. So the Indian led them rite in to the trap. When 500 Indians rose up and began shooting the best thing for the men was to run out as fast as possible while Simon’s fell, he had no way to save his life and was killed there. They killed one man and he never emptied his gun. There was other men who fought the red men but I don’t remember their names. If anyone reads this who knows where Simon was buried I would be glad if you would write and tell me.
Wash Jones, my other half brother was a hot headed sort and went
to fight Abe Lincoln’s men at
My father moved to
Then I went to cutting cordwood and sawed stacks for Milt Rollins
While we lived at Milt Rollins we lived in a hut made of logs with a dirt top and a dirt floor. Mr. Rollins house was a nice house painted white and had glass windows in it. You remember the slaves had recently been freed and left the old hut.”