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OBITUARY - Montgomery City Standard; July 17 1952; Page 1

Passing Of Annie Therese Davault

Annie Therese Davault, youngest daughter of Abraham and Medora Jones Davault, was born and reared to young womanhood in Jonesburg, Missouri. She received her education there and at Howard Payne College, Fayette, and was also a graduate of the Perry School of Expression in St. Louis, and studied this art in other places, including the East. From childhood she was most talented in this pleasing art and was an adept at dialect impersonation, particularly that of the Negro race, in which she could not be surpassed. She was very generous with her talent and gave freely of it for her church and patriotic organizations. She often came to her old home town to assist in a financial way. Annie was a friendly person of genial nature and was always a popular and highly esteemed Jonesburg daughter. Her visits from time to time brought a world of pleasure to a host of kindred and friends.

For years she traveled as a lyceum and Chataqua attraction, spending much time in the far West. Following her father's death the family moved to St. Louis which was their place of residence for many years and there, after several years illness, she passed away last Sunday evening, July 8th. Father, mother, brother-in-law, J. M. Pfaff, and other near relatives had preceeded her in death. She is survived by an only sister, Mrs. Juliet Pfaff; a nephew, Justus Pfaff; two aunts; Mrs.. J. D. Ebert and Miss Maudie Jones; a number of cousins, other kindred and friends.

She became a member of the Methodist Church in early youth. She was a good daughter, sister, relative and friend and her memory will ever be cherished by all those who knew and loved her. Her wonderful talent brought entertainment and pleasure to hundreds. Last rites in her honor were held at the Harding Mortuary in Jonesburg on Tuesday afternoon July 5th with Rev. Don Jacobs officiating. He stressed that health of the soul was far more important than health of the body. Rev. Frank Getty sang three numbers with Mrs. F. J. Boehmer as the accompanist. The songs were "Does Jesus Care", "Somebody Knows", and "Close To Thee". Casket bearers were old friends - Will Van Studdiford, Fleet Palmer, Stirling Graham, Charles Carr, Frank Boehmer and William Dothage. Interment was in the Jonesburg Cemetery beside other loved ones.

50th Wedding Anniversary Article:

Golden Wedding

A kind providence occasionally, not often, permits the blessing of husband and wife celebrating a half century of wedded life. Such came to Mr. and Mrs. Fred Davault when with near 100 guests assembled in their pleasant home in Davault addition Wednesday, Jan. 8th, 1913, they celebrated the golden wedding in gladness, feasting and thankfulness.

January 8, 1863 was rather a rainy day, in the farm residence near Montgomery City upon which now lives Solon Brandt, Mr. Davault and Miss Ellen McCleary were united for weal or woe under the ministration of Rev. George Smith. Jos. McCleary and Miss Sharp, Charlie See and another Miss Sharp, waited upon the couple during the ceremony. One hundred and fifty guests were present to partake in the joy of that occasion. Mr. and Mrs. Davault settled on a part of his father's farm just at the southern edge of town and have been part and parcel of this community this half century. Five boys have added to the noise of their home, now all men and occupying responsible places in the commercial affairs of a busy world. Emmett, Edward and Bruce engaged in business in Tulsa, Oklahoma were not able to attend the celebration Wednesday evening. Wednesday evening, January 8th 1913, the guests assembled with Mr. and Mrs. Davault between six and seven o'clock. A few minutes before dinner was announced, Mr. Davault attired in the conventional black with white tie and Mrs. Davault arrayed in Chiffon over white silk, entered the parlor and took their place under a large bell swinging from an arch of Holly. Rev. W. G. Rigg to the surprise of Mr. and Mrs. Davault rendered the following humorous ceremony:

"Dearly Beloved, we are gathered in the presence of these witnesses because of the hasty and inconsiderate conduct of these two persons present half a century ago. And I abjure you both if you know any reason why you should continue to follow the same line of life, that you forever hold your peace thereabout. And I further urge that if any one present knows any reason why these two persons shall continue to live as man and wife that they keep it secret on penalty of singleblessedness the remainder of their respective lives. And I require and charge you both as you shall stand before the awful throne of judgement, if either knows anything about the other that you tell it and that right quickly. Frederick, do you promise this present that you will allow this woman to support you and in manly courage treat her half as well as you do the washerwoman and on an equal footing with the cook? And will you faithfully stick to your promise for fully a week? Ellen, do you promise to continue to boss this man as you have done for the past threescore years, and under all circumstances take his part especially when it's something that he likes? Will you keep him as thin and as timid as we now see him by casting pleasant smiles and glances to the grocery boy and other stranger as may chance to pass this way? As much as Frederick and Ellen have both refused our serious ministrations in their behalf, I now pronounce them incorrigibles together, and turn them over to the tender mercies of their many friends."

Mr. and Mrs. Davault led the way to the tastily decorated dining room where dinner was served, including everything from turkey and oysters down to ice cream and cake. Mr. and Mrs. Davault never seemed happier and the fifty years passed showed no signs upon their activity and entertaining qualities. May their married life continue unbroken for the years to come and the joy and happiness of the home with children and children's children, increase as the years go by. Mr. Alf Davault was the only person present in 1863 to witness the first marriage that witnessed this one of 1913. The out of town guests included Harvey Marmaduke and wife, Carbondale, Ill., Willaim Davault and wife, Williamsburg, C. A. Davault and wife, Farber; J. B. DeVault and wife, Martinsburg; Chas A. Bast and wife, Mexico, George Bast Mexico.

Many nice presents were left with Mr. and Mrs. Davault as tokens of love and friendship.

OBITUARY:

MRS. FRED DAVAULT

Died Monday at the Home of Her Son in Callaway

Margaret Ellen Davault, daughter of Thomas and Barbara B. MCleary was born in Russell Co., Va., on the 11th day of November 1841, and died February 20, 1922 at the home of her son William F. Davault in Callaway County where she and her husband were making their home since last September.

In 1842 her parents came from Virginia to Montgomery County, and settled near where Montgomery City now stands. January 3, 1863 she was married to Frederick Davault and to this union six children were born: Emmet C. of Tulsa, Oklahoma, Edwin L. of Riverside, California, Bruce T. of Oklahoma City, Oklahoma, Wm. F. of Williamsburg, Mo., Chas. A. who recently died in Oklahoma City, Okla. and a little daughter, Mary Emma, who died at the age of 3 years. In the year 1863 she and her husband joined the M. E. Church SOuth of this place and she has ever lived a sincere, earnest christian life. Mrs. Davault has been in very poor health for several years and since going to her son's home she has been perfectly helpless and a great sufferer. She had every care and attention that loving hands and medical skill could give her but nothing could stay the grim monster death that at last took from her dear companion a faithful and devoted wife.

Funeral services were held at the Methodist church at this place, Tuesday afternoon conducted by her former pastor Rev. W. C. Russell of bellflower assisted by the local pastor and the body laid to rest in New Florence cemetery.

She died at seven o'clock Monday morning. Just with the awakening of a new day she went to sleep like a tired child. Mrs. Davault was an everyday christian. The beautiful influence of a pure religion were spread over a life and character as spotless and charming as was ever possessed by any of the noble women who have lived and died during the ages that are gone. Rev. Russell spoke touchingly of her life, of the smile that was ever on her face and how such a life had been a blessing and benefaction to all within the sphere of its influence and that such a death was a public misfortune, as well as an uncomparable loss to the home circle. No one was more willing to aid the suffering, cheer the despondent, sustain the weak than this noble lady.

The floral offerings were profuse.

Mrs. Davault lived here from the time of her marriage to Fred Davault and was loved by all with whom she came in contact.

The Leader joins with other friends extending sincere sympathy to the aged husband and children, only one of whom was able to be present at the funeral.

Gave a home to Newland DeVault's grandmother's motherless niece, Ella McCleary.

; Davault -- Garrett

Wednesday evening Nov. 18th a pretty wedding was solemnized at the cozy home of Mr and Mrs B F Garrett. The contracting parties being their only daughter, Eugenia Brown and Edwin Lee Davault. At 7:30 the bridal party entered the tastefully decorated parlor to the melodious strains of the wedding march rendered by Miss Alice Cardwell. The bride and groom were preceded by four young men, Pate Young, Jack Garrett, T. L. Cardwell Bruce Davault and four you ladies Misses Duffy, Goddin, Emma Davault and Lella Hatchett, who arranged themselves on either side the center of the crowded parlor forming an aisle up which the couple advanced till they stood directly under a handsome wedding bell of ferns and chrysanthemums, the clapper of which swayed to and fro with every breath as though singing out a gladsome prophesy for the future of the young pair. Here they were united by Rev J T McDonald, who in a very brief but impressive ceremony pronounced them man and wife. Without waiting for congratulations the newly wedded pair led the way to the dining room where an excellent supper of three courses were served. While the happy guests, about 70 in number, were satisfying the demands of the inner man with the delicious viands the eye was being feasted upon the beautiful table decorations, consisting of festoons of smilax and white chrysanthemums dropped from the center of the ceiling to every corner of the table on which were arranged pretty doilies, fruits, ferns, etc. The bride always pretty and attractive, never looked so handsome as when attired in an eloquent cloth dress of ashes of roses, trimmed in ribbon and chiffon and holding in her hand a point lace handkerchief and a boquet of white chrysanthemums tied with ribbon, she took the vows of wifehood.

A number of useful presents were received: Set of dishes, Lineaus M Garrett; Dresden clock, Alf Davault and wife, John Knox and wife; marble clock, Charlie Wilson, wife and Pate Young; carving set, Nettie Goddin; table linen, Mrs F Davault table linen, Mr and Mrs Wagoner; silver pick holder, Laura Kirtly; sugar spoon, Mattie Kuhne; silver napkin ring, Lizzie and Emma Davault $5, F Davault; rug, W G Garrett; rug W H Knox and wife; silver berry spoon, Jos McCleary and family; lamp, Joe and Ock Garrett; knives, forks and spoons, B F Garrett: tea spoons, Bruce Davault and Jack Garrett; tea spoons, Abe Davault and family; desert knives, C A Bass and family; cut glass tumblers, Mrs N M Garrett; dolies, Mrs Clark Morris movable clock, W H and J A Garrett; vase, Alice Cardwell; salid fork J F Ball and wife; pearl handle fruit knives, M A Grisham and wife; dresser and wash stand set, Annie Duffy; salt and peppers, Misses Hatchett; cake and pie knife, C A Davault and wife; berry set Annie Janssen; glass tea set, Tillie Millikan; pair towels, Riley Grisham; pair towels, Mrs McDonald: tray cloth, Emma Davault; granite ware, Mr and Mrs Phaff, pitcher, L Phillips; butter knife Grace Gardner and Mary Taylor; fine chickens, Mrs Marlow; flour bin, Mrs B E Wilson. Guests.

WEDDING ARTICLE #2

Ed Davault and Miss Eugenia Garrett Married Wednesday Evening.

A very pretty wedding occurred at the home of B F Garrett's two miles east of this place Wednesday eve, when Miss Eugenia, the only daughter of Mr and Mrs Garrett was united in marriage to Edward L Davault. Rev J T McDonald sealed the weding vows in very short but earnest manner.

The couple was conducted into the parlor by four couples: Pate Young, Lella Hatchett; Jack Garrett, Emma Davault; Bruce Davault, Nettie Goddin; Fayette Cardwell, Anna Duffy. The young men preceeded the young ladies into the parlor, the latter coming in and taking positions aside the young men. Mr. Davault and bride stood beneath a beautiful bell made of ferns and chrysantheums.

Miss Eugenia wore a suit of silver gray trimmed in ribbon of same shade and carried a large bunch of chrysantheums. Mr. Davault was attired in black, gloves and wore a button boquet of chrysantheums.

The dining room and table was very attractively trimmed. The delicacis prepared for the occasion were fully enjoyed.

Ed and wife came to town that night and occupied their home which had been previously prepared for them.

The LEADER only wishes for them the best and brightest side of life.

OBITUARY - The Daily Enterprise, Riverside, California

Funeral Held for Edwin L. Davault

Edwin L. Davault, who saw service in the United States postal department and whose son, Roy Davault is now on the staff of Riverside postoffice was buried yesterday afternoon in Olivewood cemetery following funeral services in the M. H. Simons chapel. Rev. Paul J. Kluth of Grace Methodist church officiated at the rites. Mr Davault had been a member of the official board of this church for a number of years.

Born in New Florence, Mo., Mr. Davault grew up there and married Eugenia Garret there in 1896. Besides his years of service for the U. S. mail, Mr. Davault was a farmer and stock dealer. He lived some time in Tulsa, Okla., where he was in the mercantile business. Coming to Riverside in 1921, Mr. Davault operated the Eight street market at Sedgwick street for three years before he retired to take care of his citrus acreage exclusively at 1906 Blaine street where he resided at the time of his death. He was 69. Pall bearers were W. H. McCurdy, J. H. McDermott, F. M. Lindsley, J. H. Simonson, A. L. Lawrence and P. A. Handley, all members of Grace church.

Surviving Mr. Davault is addition to his wife and son is a brother Emmet C. Davault of Santa Ana.

OBITUARY #2

E. L. Davault Dead

Relatives and friends were saddened Friday when a message came telling of the death of E. L. Davault, at his home in Riverside, Calif. Ed was a son of the late Mr. and Mrs. Fred Davault, was born and grew to manhood at this place. As a boy and young man he was loved by all for the sterling qualities he possessed. He was united in marriage to Miss Eugenia Garret of this place and to this union one son, Roy was born. After leaving New Florence the family resided for a nimber of years in Oklahoma City, Ok., later moving to Riverside, Calif., where they have lived for many years. Surviving are his wife and son, Roy. one brother, E. C. Davault, of Santa Ana, Calif., and many relatives.

Funeral services were held at Riverside Saturday afternoon, burial was at that place. We join the relatives and friends at this place in extending sympathy to the bereaved family.

NEWSPAPER ARTICLE

W. F. DeVault, 63, farmer SE of Williamsburg was struck by car driven by a Stevens College student on Highway 40, Sat. AM at 11:30 about a mile & 1/2 east of Williamsburg as he was returning home in wagon from selling produce. He was thrown from the wagon and fell between the horses. Team ran away and drug him 60 feet. He suffered a broken back and rib injuries described as serious.

OBITUARY:

W. F. DeVault, born 24, December on a farm on the west edge of New Florence where he grew to young manhood residing with parents until marriage, died in the Callaway County Hospital at the age of 63 years, 3 months and 25 days. After he was married Mr. and Mrs. DeVault resided on a farm near Danville for a short time, but soon moved to the Benson home place - a farm near Williamsburg where the rest of his life was spent. He was a member of the Methodist Church of Williamsburg, the funeral was April 21. He was buried in the Williamsburg Cemetery. He was one of six children, two of whom still live: Emmett C. of Santa Ana, CA and Edward L. of Riverside, CA. Also May Marmaduke, a cousin, now Mrs. Everett Plater of Carbondale, IL, raised as a sister.

OBITUARY #2

Auto Injuries Are Fatal To W. F. Davault, Former Local Resident William Frederick Davault, son of Fred and Ellen McCleary Davault, was born December 24, 1874 on a farm at the west edge of New Florence where he grew to young manhood, residing with his parents until his marriage.

He passed away April 18, 1938 at the Callaway County Hospital in Fulton, Mo. On April 8th, while returning to his home from a trip to Williamsburg, he was run into by an automobile driven by a girl student at Stephen's College and was very seriously injured. He was at once taken to the hospital where every thing was done to relieve his suffering. He tried to be cheerful and patient throughout it all but the nature of the injuries made recovery impossible and death came to relieve him of his suffering Monday afternoon. He had reached the age of 63 years, 3 months and 25 days.

Mr. Davault was one of a family of six children, Emmett C., Charlie, Edward L., Bruce T., and Mary, all of whom with his parents have passed to the Great Beyone, except two brothers, Emmett C., of Santa Ana, Calif., and Edward L. of Riverside, Calif. May Marmaduke, a cousin, now Mrs. Everett Plater of Carbondale, Ill., was reared in the Davault home and was as a sister.

On March 8, 1898 he was united in marriage to Miss Catherine Benson, of near Williamsburg. The young couple resided on a farm near Danville for a short time, but soon moved to the Benson home place, a farm near Williamsburg where the rest of their married life was spent. Two daughters came to bless this union, Martha Ellen, now Mrs. Hugh Crabtree, of Cascade, Idaho, and Katherine, now Mrs. Gordon Niedergerke, of Fulton. Also surviving are two granddaughters, Martha Jo Niedergerke and Katherine Crabtree, two sons-in-law, a number of nephews and nieces and other relatives. His wife passed away April 10, 1936. He was a devoted husband and a kind and indulgent father and to his friends, the soul of fellowship.

WEDDING ANNOUNCEMENT - Montgomery County Leader

Davault -- Dunkin.

Married at the home of the bride's parents, near Mexico, Thursday, May 25th, 1911, Mr. Bruce Davault and Miss Gertrude Dunkin. Only the immediate relatives of the bride were present. Miss Dunkin is quite an accomplished young lady and for several years past has been teaching school in Audrain county.

Bruce is a son of Mr. and Mrs. Fred Davault of this place, and was born and raised (in) New Florence, and is a young man of sterling worth. For the past few years he has been a postal clerk in the post office at Tulsa, Okla. They went to St. Louis on No. 12 last night. They will return to this place next week for a few days

visit. They will make their home in Tulsa, where a new home, nicely furnished is awaiting them.

The LEADER extends best wishes.

OBITUARY:

Bruce Davault Dead

Word was received at this place Thursday morning telling of the death of Bruce Davault at his home in San Diego, Calif. on Monday, February 1st, 1937, aged about 61 years.

Bruce was the youngest son of Mr. and Mrs. Fred Davault, and was born and reared on what is now known as the Ekey farm West of town. He left here in 1906 and spent a few months in Colorado, then going to Okla., where he was in the Civil Service for several years. He later engaged in the grocery business. Several years ago, on account of ill health he went to Arizona to seek relief from his affliction -- the asthma -- then the family went to California where they have since resided.

He was married about 1910, to Miss Gertrude Dunkin, of near Mexico. To this union was born two children, a son and daughter who with the widow survive. Funeral services were held at the Bonham Bros. Mortuary at San Diego, Wednesday.

His parents passed away a number of years ago. He leaves three brothers, E. C. Davault of Santa Ana, Calif., and E. L. Davault, of Riverside, Calif., and Wm. Davault, of near Williamsburg, besides many

other relatives and friends.

History of St. Charles, Montgomery & Warren Counties, Missouri Pages 797-798

David F. Knox, eldest son of William & Sarah (Clark) Knox, owns some 1300 acres and has one of the choice stock farms of the township, a handsome place of some 400 acres near New Florence where he has lived since about the time of his marriage in 1858. He held office of sheriff for three terms 1856 - 1858 - 1870, the 1st anti-radical sheriff of the county after the war, member of the Methodist Episcopal Church South, died in 1875. (last date is not correct.)

OBITUARY:

William Henry Knox, son of David Franklin Knox and Catherine Davault Knox was born near New Florence, Missouri, January 1, 1863, and departed this life at his birthplace on August 25, 1944, at the age of 81 years, 7 months and 24 days.

On October 23, 1890, he was united in marriage to Miss Nellie Bordeaux. To this union three children were born -- David Franklin of New Florence; Clara Louise, now Mrs. E. H. Duebbert of New Florence; and William Henry, Jr., of St. Louis, Missouri.

Besides his devoted wife and children he leaves to mourn his departure three grandchildren Dorothy Louise Duebbert, Mildren Knox Duebbert, and Jimmy Knox all of St. Louis, Missouri; one brother, J. U. Knox of New Florence; three nieces, Edna Louise Goss, Georgia Knox Goss, and Mildren Knox Goss of San Jose, Calif; one nephew Eldon L. Goss of Oakland, California; and many other relatives and friends.

For over fifty years Mr. Knox was a member of Florence Lodge, No. 261, A. F. & A. M. He was also a member of Triune Chapter, No 93 Royal Arch Masons of Wellsville, Missouri, and Centralia Council, No. 34 Royal and Select Masters of Centralia, Missouri. He was a charter member of the New Florence Chapter of the Order of the Eastern Star, acting as the chapter's first patron.

Mr. Knox, a representative of one of the pioneer families of the county, was at the same time a man who by his own exertions and merits placed himself among the leading successful farmers of the county. In the absence of his father from ill health, he undertook the entire management of several farms when he was quite young to assume such responsibility. From that time until his death he was actively engaged in farming. The general esteem in which he was held was the result of his high character, his many estimable qualities as a neighbor, and his well-known integrity and upright life. The warmth of his hospitality will always be remembered by the many persons who visited in his home.

Thus ends a fruitful life that may serve as an example to the generations which follow him.

"Twlight and evening bell

And after that the dark!

And may there be no sadness of farewell,

When I embark;

For though from out our bourne of Time and Place

The flood may bear me far,

I hope to see my Pilot face to face

When I have crossed the bar."

Funeral services were held at the home Sunday afternoon, at 2:30 o'clock conducted by Rev. Paul C. Paschal, who paid a very beautiful tribute to the memory of the deceased. Burial was in New Florence Cemetery. Services at the grave were conducted by the Masons. The floral tributes were very beautiful and profuse attesting the esteem in which he was held.

CARD OF THANKS

We wish to extend our heartfelt thanks and appreciation to our neighbors, relatives and friends for their many acts of kindness during the illness and at the death of our loved one

Willian H. Knox

Our sincere thanks the Masonic Lodge A. F. & A. N, and other Masons for the beautiful services, to those who furnished the lovely music, to Rev. Paschal, to the pallbearers, for the many beautiful floral tributes, and others who extended deepest sympathy in our bereavement. We will ever cherish your many kindnesses.

Mrs, W. H. Knox

Mr. and Mrs. D. F. Knox

Mr. and Mrs. E. H. Duebbert and daughters

Mr. and Mrs. W. H. Knox, Jr. and son.

Among those from out of town to attend the W. H. Knox funeral Sunday were: Mr. and Mrs. W. H. Knox, Jr., Misses Dorothy and Mildred Dubbert, Miss Laura See, Mrs P. A. Davis, Mr. and Mrs. B. F. Bryant, Mrs. Carl Stohor, Mr. and Mrs. Kenneth Richmond and two children, Mr. and Mrs. E. C. Noble., St. Louis; Mr. and Mrs. Myron Green, Wright City; H. D. Dornan, Labadie; Harry Dornan, Jr. and daughters, Gail and Joan of Chicago, Ill,; Mr. and Mrs. Geo. Kemp, Mexico; Mrs. Eugene Grant, Troy; Mr. and Mrs. W. H. Branstetter, Mr. and Mrs. Wm. VanStuddiford, Mrs. Thos. Farnen, Warrenton, Mrs. Geo VanNess, Jonesburg, Mr. and Mrs. G. L. Dryden, Mill Hill; Mrs. C. M. Wilson, and daughter, Miss Mary Elizabeth, Mrs. Goldie Jones, Mrs. Elizabeth Stewart, Fulton; Mr. and Mrs. Virgil Cullom, Danville; Mr. and Mrs. Clyde Peace, Mr. and Mrs. Clyde White, Mineola; Mr. and Mrs. Emil Harmon, Bellflower, and many from Montgomery City and probably many whose names we failed to get.

Obituary:

John U. Knox Dies At His Home Sunday

John Upton Knox, 74, well known farmer and son of one of Montgomery County's pioneer settlers died Sunday morning at his home one mile west of New Florence after a short illness.

He had been under the care of a doctor for the past two weeks and was believed to be improving when he was found seriously ill Sunday morning by Albert Hahn. A doctor was called, but he died a short time after.

His grandfather, the late David F Knox was one of the pioneer settlers of Montgomery County. He settled near the present site of New Florence in 1818 after moving west from Kentucky. He was married to Sarah Clark of Kentucky and they reared five children.

The youngest of the children, David R. Knox, married Miss Catherine Davault, a member of another pioneer family. To this union four children were born, Sarah l., William H., Mary Lula, and John Upton, who was born May 19, 1872. The other three preceded J. U. in death.

His early childhood was spent with his parents at their farm near New Florence. He later attended Missouri University. He later was in business in St. Joseph, Mo., for two years. While at St. Joseph he met and married Miss Honorah Hunter, of Taris (sic), Ill., on May 16, 1894.

They then moved to their home on the site of the historical Davault Tavern one mile south of New Florence where thay lived for the remainder of their lives. Their homesite is marked by a DAR marker as one of the historical places of Missouri.

Mr. and Mrs. Knox adopted Miss Martha Talbot, now Mrs. Thos. Farnen of Warrenton, when she was a child and she has been as a daughter to them through the years.

Mr. Knox was for many years a breeder of fine horses some of his stock being prize winners in horseshows throughout this middle west. He had however gone out of the stock breeding business.

He was an ardent football fan and was able to see one Missouri University game this fall.

He was one of the leaders in farm improvement and work in this county and devoted much time toward the betterment of farm condition in this county.

He was a member of the Methodist church, the MWA and numerous other organizations. For many years he had been a representative of the Montgomery County Mutual Fire Insurance Company.

Funeral services were from the home Tuesday afternoon by Rev. M. T. Workman. Interment was in the Jonesburg Catholic cemetery.

His passing marks the departure of one of the county's widely known men. His friends were many and his name respected wherever he was known.

This newspaper extends sympathy to the bereaved daughter and the other relatives in his passing.

From New Florence Leader:

LAVENDER -- DAVAULT

Some sixty or more friends assembled at the home of Mr and Mrs Alf Davault Wednesday evening the 8th, to witness the taking on of wedding vows by Mr Moses G. Lavender and Miss Angeline Davault.

Introductory to the service, a song, Hearts and Flowers, with transpositions, was sweetly and with appropriateness rendered by Miss Floye See.

In a room trimmed with mistletow, palms and flowers and as the wedding march was being played by Miss Edith Davault, Mr Bruce Davault and Miss Susie Pemberton led the way for the unassuming couple. Rev J W Ham in a very pretty and sufficiently solemn service pronounced them man and wife.

To the dining room next assembled, a full course supper was served which exemplified the splendid reputation of Mrs Davault and daughters as artisans in preparing delectables.

The evening was pleasantly passed and Mr and Mrs Lavender received a shower of congratulations from the friends assembled.

The list of presents was large and contained many handsome and valuable ones.

Miss Angie is the oldest daughter of Mr and Mrs Alf Davault. She is a great favorite, not only with Mr Lavender, but with all. She is one or our best musicians and for church and Sunday School work she is unexcelled. The members of her Sunday School class cling to her with love and affection.

Mr Lavender was born near Jonesburg. Some seven years ago he came to New Florence and began his work with the LEADER and but for a brief stay in Colorado has been with us continuously. His devotion to his work, his exemplary christian life merit from us our highest praise. No young man enjoys the confidence of the people more than he.

They are now keeping house in the White property with life's happiness before them.

Letter on Leader Publishing Company (Letter head)

PUBLISHERS OF

Montgomery County Leader

M. G. LAVENDER, Editor

New Florence, MO. Wed. evening

My dear Minnie :- Was so very glad to get your letter today for we have all worried so much about you & I've said a dozen times that knew you were surely not well or you would have written. I hope you are better now & will soon be feeling better. You have had so much it isn't easy to get over soon. But do hope you will soon get stronger. Don't try to do much, perhaps when spring comes you'll feel better. Mose & Harold are at church, a revival is going on & M. thinks he must go at least part of the time. I've been rather busy since Xmas, one week cold packed beef, put up 12 cans, & another week had a dressed hog & had to make lard, sugar cure hams & one shoulder & sides, & H. & I made 25 lbs. sausage, then I fried down in qt. jars part of the sausage, then last week on Friday afternoon I had a little "Stork Shower" for a neighbor who was moving to near Mexico. On Sat. had company, & again on Sunday had John & Maggie Lavender from McKittrick all day, one week made little mince-meat, one week cooked my big pumpkin & cold packed it so really haven't had a minute , & this week since Sat. I've really been almost sick with a very bad cold, is some better now. M. had it. Mama has some cold but stays in so close, we didn't get to go home Sunday with company. Edith hasn't been up since New Year's Day. Imagine she will be coming home next week or so for a visit. Lillie is fine, hasn't been as busy since Xmas as before. How is June? You didn't say if she had gone back to school. Tell her H. went skating last night & is going again after church (he didn't want to go to church had to make him). Am going to send you the Leader Minnie.

Maybe you can hear what we are doing that way, altho news is mighty scarce now, so quiet. Edith wrote that Jack was better, she was out last week to see them, & that Annie was trying to get on the Radio, Mr. Pfaff was feeling very well. Have you gotten you a Radio yet? If not get one they are lots of company, sometimes I turn ours off because I need quiet, I hear so much noise all day am tired at night. Now Minnie the first Sunday you are able & it is pretty I want you all to come down for the whole day. I don't have to know it just come on. I always have enough for extras & we are so anxious for you to come just come any Sunday Geo. can get off & when the weather gets a little warmer you are coming down & stay a week we'll just love to have you & I'm not going to take no. First time can get Howard & Catherine to take a day off am going to make them bring us up, had weather Howard is tired from driving all day week days & I don't go much on Sundays. We have Pusses again for this year so Mose & I will come up some of these times, but we want you all to come just as soon as you feel like it I won't go to any trouble. Do hope you get well soon & try to get an appetite. No trouble to get my family to eat, I'm only afraid thay will over eat. H. has had two spells of indigestion lately from eating too much pie, but he never gets full & is growing so tall. Let us know how you feel & try & rest up, you are just worn out from never resting, so try to rest all you can. Now come down all of you just as soon as you can for want you to. Must close for we go to bed rather early, & get up at 5 on work mornings. Love to all of you Angie Lavender.

From the New Florence Leader:

Nunnelly -- Davault.

A beautiful home wedding was solemnized Wednesday evening, September 27, 1911, at the home of Mr. and Mrs. Alf Davault, when their daughter, Katharyn Clare, became the bride of Mr. Howard Nunnelly.

Promptly at 8:00 o'clock, the strains of Mendelssohn's Wedding March, played by Miss Edith Davault, sister of the bride, announced the approach of the bridal party. The bride and groom, preceded by the attendants, Miss Susie Pemberton and Mr. Herbert Davault, advanced to the bay window, which had been converted by means of flowers and ferns into a bower of beauty for the occasion where the Rev. Rigg in an impressive manner performed the wedding ceremony. The bridal party then led the way to the tastefully appointed dining room where an elegant supper was served.

The petite and winsome bride never looked more charming than in her wedding gown of soft white silk over white satin, with trimmings of white lace and pearl passamentra over which fell the bridal veil held in place over a wreath of orange blossoms. The bridesmaid was also attired in white silk with trimmings of hand embroidery and lace. The groom and groomsman both wore the conventional black.

They were the recipients of many handsome and useful presents which betokened the high esteem of a wide circle of friends.

The bride is a highly cultured young lady, and has been for a number of years one of the popular teachers of this and adjoining counties.

The groom is the oldest son of Mr. and Mrs. Henry Nunnelly of this place and is a model young man in every respect and well worthy of the bride he has chosen.

They will go to housekeeping at once in the Locke cottage in the east end of town, where the best wishes of their many friends for a long and prosperous journey through life attend them.

; Davault -- Tritch Wedding

One of the prettiest weddings of this season was solemnized at the home of Mr. and Mrs M. G. lavender in New Florence, Mo., Thursday morning at 11:30 a. m. November 29, 1928 only the immediate relatives and a few friends being present. The wedding march played by Mrs. Lavender, a sister of the bride ushered in the bridal party who were accompanied by H. H. Davault and Miss Lillian Davault, brother and sister of the bride, and under the vine and flower wreathed archway of the reception hall, Rev. J. A. Medley impressively united, Irwin Tritch and Edith Marie Davault in the holy bonds of matrimony using the very beautiful Medhodist ritual and ring service. After many loving congratulations the guests were escorted to the dining room where a tempting Thanksgiving Day luncheon, served from a handsomely appointed table, bright and fragrant with lovely caranations and ferns was much enjoyed. A social hour in the parlors then followed. The bride one of our sweetest girls, wore a simple and attractive costume of heavy tan crepe satin without ornaments save the lovely pink roses tied with white ribbon, which she carried. Miss Lillian Davault wore a becoming costume of the same material as the bride's only in a deeper shade. The groom and his attendant were faultlessly attired for the occasion.

Miss Edith is the youngest daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Alfred Davault of this city, has a host of relatives and friends in this community an accomplished musician, an earnest and sincere ... possessed of a sweet and sunny disposition, a warm friend and a devoted member of the home circle, she will be missed from among her friends but these lovely attributes will make her a delightful companion for the husband she has chosen, who is well worthy of his bride. He is a young man of ability, is honored and esteemed by his friends and business associates for his many good qualities and holds a lucrative position in the passenger department of the Wabash R. R. Co.

At 1:30 p. m. with a gay party of friends they motored to Wellsville where the happy couple embarked on their wedding journey which included Chicago, Detroit, points in Canada. After their return they will reside in St. Louis. Many beautiful gifts and good wishes for future happiness and prosperity were showered upon the young couple. Those who were so delightfully entertained on this occasion by Mr. and Mrs. Lavender were: Rev. J. A. Medley and wife, Alfred Davault and wife, Alfred Davault, Jr. and wife of Oakland, Calif., Mrs. Fanchion Waller of St. Louis, H. H. Nunnelly, wife and son Davault, H. H. Davault and wife, Addison Bishop, wife and daughters, Alice Jeanette and Wilma Pearl, Mrs. Angie Pemberton and Harold Lavender.

A Friend.

Note: no children.

From New Florence Leader:

LAVENDER -- DAVAULT

Some sixty or more friends assembled at the home of Mr and Mrs Alf Davault Wednesday evening the 8th, to witness the taking on of wedding vows by Mr Moses G. Lavender and Miss Angeline Davault.

Introductory to the service, a song, Hearts and Flowers, with transpositions, was sweetly and with appropriateness rendered by Miss Floye See.

In a room trimmed with mistletow, palms and flowers and as the wedding march was being played by Miss Edith Davault, Mr Bruce Davault and Miss Susie Pemberton led the way for the unassuming couple. Rev J W Ham in a very pretty and sufficiently solemn service pronounced them man and wife.

To the dining room next assembled, a full course supper was served which exemplified the splendid reputation of Mrs Davault and daughters as artisans in preparing delectables.

The evening was pleasantly passed and Mr and Mrs Lavender received a shower of congratulations from the friends assembled.

The list of presents was large and contained many handsome and valuable ones.

Miss Angie is the oldest daughter of Mr and Mrs Alf Davault. She is a great favorite, not only with Mr Lavender, but with all. She is one or our best musicians and for church and Sunday School work she is unexcelled. The members of her Sunday School class cling to her with love and affection.

Mr Lavender was born near Jonesburg. Some seven years ago he came to New Florence and began his work with the LEADER and but for a brief stay in Colorado has been with us continuously. His devotion to his work, his exemplary christian life merit from us our highest praise. No young man enjoys the confidence of the people more than he.

They are now keeping house in the White property with life's happiness before them.

; Davault -- Tritch Wedding

One of the prettiest weddings of this season was solemnized at the home of Mr. and Mrs M. G. lavender in New Florence, Mo., Thursday morning at 11:30 a. m. November 29, 1928 only the immediate relatives and a few friends being present. The wedding march played by Mrs. Lavender, a sister of the bride ushered in the bridal party who were accompanied by H. H. Davault and Miss Lillian Davault, brother and sister of the bride, and under the vine and flower wreathed archway of the reception hall, Rev. J. A. Medley impressively united, Irwin Tritch and Edith Marie Davault in the holy bonds of matrimony using the very beautiful Medhodist ritual and ring service. After many loving congratulations the guests were escorted to the dining room where a tempting Thanksgiving Day luncheon, served from a handsomely appointed table, bright and fragrant with lovely caranations and ferns was much enjoyed. A social hour in the parlors then followed. The bride one of our sweetest girls, wore a simple and attractive costume of heavy tan crepe satin without ornaments save the lovely pink roses tied with white ribbon, which she carried. Miss Lillian Davault wore a becoming costume of the same material as the bride's only in a deeper shade. The groom and his attendant were faultlessly attired for the occasion.

Miss Edith is the youngest daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Alfred Davault of this city, has a host of relatives and friends in this community an accomplished musician, an earnest and sincere ... possessed of a sweet and sunny disposition, a warm friend and a devoted member of the home circle, she will be missed from among her friends but these lovely attributes will make her a delightful companion for the husband she has chosen, who is well worthy of his bride. He is a young man of ability, is honored and esteemed by his friends and business associates for his many good qualities and holds a lucrative position in the passenger department of the Wabash R. R. Co.

At 1:30 p. m. with a gay party of friends they motored to Wellsville where the happy couple embarked on their wedding journey which included Chicago, Detroit, points in Canada. After their return they will reside in St. Louis. Many beautiful gifts and good wishes for future happiness and prosperity were showered upon the young couple. Those who were so delightfully entertained on this occasion by Mr. and Mrs. Lavender were: Rev. J. A. Medley and wife, Alfred Davault and wife, Alfred Davault, Jr. and wife of Oakland, Calif., Mrs. Fanchion Waller of St. Louis, H. H. Nunnelly, wife and son Davault, H. H. Davault and wife, Addison Bishop, wife and daughters, Alice Jeanette and Wilma Pearl, Mrs. Angie Pemberton and Harold Lavender.

A Friend.

Note: no children.

Intelligence, Mexico, Missouri, April 14,1931

C. A. BAST, 81, DIES MONDAY AT HIS HOME

Funeral for Prominent Mexico Resident Will Be at Home Here at 1 P. M. Wednesday.

Charles Anderson Bast, 81-year-old Mexico resident, died at 5:30 p.m. Monday at his home at 1215 South Jefferson Street, after a three years illness. Mr. Bast's condition became serious about a week ago and his death was not unexpected.

Mr. Bast was born in Montgomery County February 25, 1850, the son of Dr. George Y. Bast of Kentucky and Mrs. Sophia Jacobs Bast of Virginia. He was married May 18, 1870, to Miss Frances Louise Davault of near New Florence. Mr. and Mrs. Bast moved to Mexico almost 40 years ago to reside, and had lived for the past 31 years in the Bast home on South Jefferson street which they built in 1900. He retired from active business life a number of years ago. Surviving Mr. Bast are his widow, a daughter, Mrs. George Kemp of Mexico; a son George Y. Bast of Kissimmee, Fla.; 4 grandchildren, George Y. Bast, Jr., of Kansas City, Mrs. Angus Adams of Portsmouth, O., Kenneth Davis of Oklahoma City and Bast Davis of Chicago; and 4 great grandchildren, Jane Louise Bast of Mexico, Rosemary Adams of Portsmouth, and Donald and Shirley Margaret Bast of Chicago. Mr. Bast was a member of the Mexico Methodist Church, serving as a member of the Board of Trustees.

Funeral services will be held at 1 p. m. Wednesday at the home with the Reverend Robin Gould, officiating. Interment will be made at New Florence.

OBITUARY #2

BAST SERVICES HELD AT HOME

Services for C. A. Bast, who died Monday at his home at 1215 South Jefferson street here, were conducted at 1 p. m. Wednesday at the home by Reverend Robin Gould, pastor of the Mexico Methodist Church. The body was then taken to New Florence for interment. The honorary pallbearers were R. M. White, George Lee, Sam Evans, A. P. Green, S. P. Emmons, J. G. Lakenan, George Marshall, Dr. N. R. Rodes, G. A. Boyd, Will Vivian, M. T. Vandergrift and Oscar Martin. The active pallbearers: W. C. Blattner, Harper Van Ness, Thurman Stallings, Frank Hollingsworth, G. N. Melson and J. C. King. Among those here from out of town for the services were Bast Davis of Chicago, Mr. and Mrs. Kenneth Davis of Oklahoma City, Mrs. Mose Lavender, Mr. and Mrs. Herbert Davault and John Knox of New Florence, George Y. Bast of Kissimmee, Fla., and George Y. Bast, Jr., of Kansas City. Music by a quartette composed of Ben N. Locke ... Lester Miller ... was included in the service.

Letter from Charles to his mother:

Kansas City Mo Mar 16th 1877

Mrs. Sophia Bast

New Florence Mo.

Dear Mother

I have been thinking of writing to you some time but have not done so. We send you one silk H'd'f'k, one silk scarf, one pair stocking supporters also H'd'fK. Box I promised you when there. And two silk Handkerchiefs for Father. Would have sent them sooner but could not get the supporters for the box until now. Could not get them large enough and Lou pieced them for you hope they will answer as the best she could get here. Geo. says to all you he has a nice large yard to play in and he can play croquet. He has a little bed in which he sleeps by himself he is very proud to think he is such a man. I do not know how long we will stay here am thinking of going to some other town probably will go to Glasgow, Mo. I suppose you have certainly heard of Uncle Rodney's death before this I was much surprised to hear of it as I did not know he was sick that is more than usual. Have you seen Aunt Kittie lately? How is she getting along would like to see her tell her to write to me as as I wrote to her last. Lou, Geo. & Son send love to you & Father.

I am your Son

C. A. Bast.

Newspaper Article

Mr. G. Y. Bast, owner of the Electric Light Plant at Vandalia, had the misfortune to have a pleasure boat burned at Louisiana the 8th. Mr. Bast had constructed the boat himself and had taken considerable pains in perfecting every arrangement, the engine and every detail of mechanical work being his own. In company with his cousin, A. F. Davault (this is Aylett French Davault), he took the boat to Louisiana to make its trial trip on the Mississippi. Gasoline was used in the engine, and unfortunately some had been spilt in the boat. The boat was launched and moved over the water like a duck. After it had reached mid-stream and gone up the River a short distance, the vapor from the gasoline spilt in the boat ignited and the flames around the engine soon developed. The gas and the boiler soon subjected to a pressure of 250 pounds to the square inch, the safety valve blew off, and the several hundred who had watched the proceedings from the bank thought the engine was "busted." The efforts of the boys to extinguish the fire was fruitless and they took to the water. In the meantime, several gallons of gasoline stored away in the boat for use had exploded. After a desperate fight with fire and flames they were rescued by a skiff. Davault says it's bad enough to fight for life in water alone, but that to have to swim through fire and water was more than he bargained for. While the boat was destroyed for use it did not sink and the machinery was all saved. Mr. Bast has built several boats and he says he will yet build and run the handsomest boat on the Mississippi.

MEMORIES OF CHILDHOOD ON A FARM

By Augusta Bast

I lived in the "Gay Nineties" or I might say I am living in that period now, for when the shadows of

evening fall, or in the quiet of the day, memories take one back to those happy childhood hours of long ago. We lived on a farm at the edge of a small town. Our home was a large two-story white frame house. There was a long veranda across the front upstairs and down. The old red honeysuckle in one corner of them reached almost to the roof of the house, and was filled with blossoms all summer, and in it the hummingbirds built their nests and flitted happily back and forth, the honeybees were also frequent visitors. There was a back porch with comfortable chairs on it, a brick walk in front leading to a side gate and across the walk from it, under an arbor covered with grape and madera vines was the well or cistern. The water was always icy cold, only in winter was it allowed to run into the well. Our home had large rooms and high ceilings as was customary in those days. There were four

bedrooms, parlor, "sitting room", dining room, maid's room, kitchen and two wide halls, the lower one from the front door to the back and in it stood the old Grandfather clock. There was a hall or breezeway we would call it today between kitchen and dining room. In the "sitting room" there was a fireplace always with a big fire in winter and by which we loved to spend our evenings often with company, sometimes just the family, but always there was plenty to entertain or amuse us until the "Old Clock on the Stair" struck the bedtime hour. There was no electricity in the country at that time. We used coal oil chandeliers and table lamps and some reflector lamps on the walls. There was always plenty of light in the house and lanterns were used in the stables. The surroundings were beautiful, a very large yard enclosed by a white picket fence, a brick walk led from the house to the "sty blocks", as they were called. There were steps across the front fence leading to a broad platform on top and, outside the yard, steps on either side of the platform which one went down to enter the carriage or buggy. From the top one mounted the horses for riding. There were hitching posts near by and a drive between two rows of large maple trees leading to a gate with two huge posts and opening on the "Big Road", the only excuse as a highway. It was adequate as we managed to drive where we pleased. The train service was excellent. Two trains east and two west stopped each day and a night train each way could be flagged and stopped, but the "Midnight Cannon Ball" went roaring through. On either side of the house were beautiful pastures, next to town the smaller one with shade trees and a large pond with boats on it, around the banks under the trees were rustic seats. I used to love to sit and watch the bull frogs jump in and out of the water and sing or croak, to me it was a delightful song. The other pasture some distance out and on the other side of the house seemed always filled with cattle, horses and mules, and way beyond were fields. Of course there were collie dogs, hunting dogs and terriers and cats galore tho they lived near the barns. There was a root house where vegetables were kept in winter, a wash house where the family laundry was done, a large ice house where the thick ice was cut from the pond in squares and stored in sawdust for summer use. A carriage house, stables, granary, wagon shed, cattle barn and smoke house where the meat was hung and smoked with hickory chips. The garden was back of the yard and back of it an orchard. There they grew melons too, and I might be often seen with a "yeast powder" can with holes punched in the top and filled with salt and pepper eating the luscious cantaloupes. This amused my father who no doubt spoiled me and I wanted to follow him wherever he might be working, thinking I was a great help to him. There was an office building in the rear yard with a fireplace, desk and chairs in it. My grandfather was a Dr. and he used this as his office and a place to store coffee by the gunny sack, sugar by the barrel and old New Orleans molasses by the keg which was a must in our family, tho we always had sorghum from the sorghum mill nearby and often there was a large bunch of bananas hanging from the ceiling. Flour, meal and brown sugar were kept in a large pantry off the kitchen, as was peach leather they made and served in small strips. Like most homes in those days there was plenty of help. My grandfather gave a farm to a slave who would not leave him during or after the War Between the States. His daughters and granddaughters and my old nurse Ginnie were my mother's constant helpers. My parents were "Massa and Missus" to the old man and I think the love and respect was mutual. It was a happy time when I was taken to eat some of old Aunt Becky's blackberry pie, made of berries picked near her home. I had no sisters, but one brother many years older than I, a brilliant and highly educated young man. In vacation time we were surrounded with his friends. How I used to sit and watch the beautiful young girls and their escorts going to parties or being entertained and I would put on long dresses of my mother's as girls do today and when I was sent to bed, I would creep down to the top landing of the stairs and watch the party and wish I were grown up too. Often there was music, violin, piano and singing. I was permitted to stay up and sometimes asked to say a speech which I did without the least insistence and in no uncertain tone of voice. Company was a joy in those days, tho sometimes they stayed a month or more. All one had to do was go to the smoke house and get down a big ham or some kind of meat or out to the chicken coup and get chickens. The darkies were as happy over company as we were and proud to prepare a big meal. There was always a supply of hop yeast on hand. A large wooden tray of biscuit dough and fried chicken for breakfast was not unusual. Green coffee, parched in the kitchen oven and ground in an iron coffee mill, boiled in a tin coffee kettle, was served from a silver coffee pot by my mother at the table. Tho the town was small, many noted men visited there. The preachers were always entertained in our house, the large family bible was on a marble top table in the hall as was the silver water pitcher and goblet. When a preacher spent the night, in the morning all the household was called to the sitting room for bible reading and prayers. Sometimes the service was rather long and as I did not always conduct myself properly, I was excused from attending for a time. I can not think now but that I was the only one to enjoy thrashing time for the wheat and oats, but the engine and the big separator fascinated me and I would go and climb on the big post and watch for them to come, and beg until they let me go, just once, to see the thrashing. It was decided my first schooling should be in the home. The teacher they engaged was a woman known to my mother and her sister. They considered themselves very fortunate to procure her, but I was not told or did not pay much attention to any of this and when she came I took one long look at her, my mother called it staring, she always had said ladies did not stare, but no one but Ginnie ever said I was a lady anyway. My impression was she was red-headed, pigeon-toed and shrunken, that look was enough. I left the room to hunt Ginnie who always cautioned me to keep away from "Po white trash", tho I had never seen anyone I thought was "Po white trash", and log cabins, to me, were the most beautiful houses. I found Ginnie and told her to go look in the sitting room cause there was a Po White trash in there sure. But she said, "no chile, that lady is 'hi tone' and educated, you must be nice to her, she is going to teach you." I could not take this even from Ginnie, whom I loved dearly. I filled my pocket with cookies, called Frisky, my little black terrier, and went down to the pond to meditate. I decided I would not go to school at all, what was the use, my father knew everything and he could tell me all I wanted to know. I would not even go to the house to supper. The thought of fried chicken did not interest me too much, bit the good old apple dumplings in the oven, and the rich sauce to go over them, was too great a temptation, so Frisky and I went back. I sat at the table by my father and turned my head away. No one paid any attention to me, and soon I was listening spell bound to Miss Eliza tell of countries she had visited and many interesting experiences. I forgot all about her looks, which of course were not too bad. Soon her kindly manner won me over completely. She was a writer, and to this day I think my love of poetry was instilled in me in the year she was with us. I even wrote a poem which was published, not because of the merit of the poem, but because with my father and my dog, I was a frequent visitor in the town and I am sure they did it to make me happy. I have long since lost the poem and only remember a verse or two, which went like this:

"Fairest little violets

I their beauty shine

Filling all the air around

With fragrance sweet and fine."

I am sure now, only through kindness, was it put in the little town paper, not so then, I really thought I was a poetess. I had a small Shetland pony I used to ride to town too, and one of the merchants would encourage me to ride in his store, and he would give us both candy. My pony soon learned and when I tried to ride past the store going to my uncle's she would turn in there in spite of my feeble efforts to control her. Our Christmases were joyous times, always a big X-mas dinner. Turkey, and on the table two large compotes of ambrosia, a mountain cake, which was my mother's highly prized recipe, sat on an old cake stand, candy, nuts and fruit almost everywhere and cakes too numerous to be all cut at once, always two fruit cakes, my father's best liked many layered jelly cake, pound cake and a cream cake which was my brother's favorite. There was always company at dinner and in the evening all the X-mas holidays were spent either at someone else's home to a big dinner, or friends and relatives with us. In January the snows piled high and so cold we did not see too much of our neighbors, tho one uncle managed to come on horseback no matter how deep the snow. His horse was taken by the darkey boy and stabled and fed, and I do remember one person who used to ride in with saddle bags on his saddle, but at times there was good skating on the ponds, and sled and sleigh rides. And in the warm sunny days in February we would hear the hens cackling in the chicken yard and would go out and get the nice fresh eggs. The whistling winds of March were yet to come, but spring was on the way, and the little flowers began to pop up here and there in the yard. Before long the cherry, plum, peach and all the fruit trees were in bloom and soon another glorious summer had come.