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Francis Marion Martin and Family
First wife was Frances Annie Carrel and 2nd with was Mary Elizabeth Paschall
Jas.
Parkson and Mary Wilson Martin this Rev James Parkson Martin brother to
Moses Lydell Martin His wife Mary died in Tennessee 1880 Census Wise County, Texas Seth Taylor Martin age 30 MS father AL mother TN Mary E Martin 23 TN father TN and mother TN James P Martin age 61 AL father SC and mother SC This is Moses L Martin's brother Ervin F Martin age 20 MS father AL mother TN Seth's brother Buried at Pleasant Grove Cemetery, Wise. Texas "A
Biographical Sketch of the life of Francis Marion Martin" found in
"History of Wise County" Francis
Marion Martin, the oldest child and son of Jas. Parkson and Mary Wilson
Martin, was born in North Mississippi in Tishomingo County, June 28,
1844, on the parents homestead on County Road. He was dedicated in
infancy by his parents in the Methodist Church; which was on his parents
home place, Bluff Springs. All of his school years were spent here, and
he received only the required amount of education. Thence
about the first of March, 1863, I, F. M. Martin, resumed position in the
parents home again and remained there until my marriage. From quite a
small boy I was convicted of my sins and thus striving against this from
time to time, also feeling impressed with the call to preach the gospel,
I continued until August 1868, when I was stricken down under affliction
one dark gloomy night about the mid hour and at which time I made a
complete surrender to the Lord by repentance toward God and faith in the
Lord Jesus Christ. Oh, my soul was so happy that my parents rose up to
rejoice with me. Oh, the very courts and the golden streets of Heaven
were open to my vision, my father got his hymn book and began to sing
praises for redeeming grace, and at once my life was turned to calling
sinners to repentance. My brother-in-law, H. B. Baker, was present and
was very wicked, so I approached with appealing words of warning about
sin which brought him to weeping. Thus in a very short time he became
religious and was useful in the church. My only surviving sister and he
are living at a ripe age and yet faithful to God. I, because of
affliction, was not permitted to attend church for one year or more. In
April, 1869, we were faced by a sudden call of death to give up a dear
mother. Oh, she's in Heaven waiting the coming of her loved ones. Oh, I
know she was a true Christian. She sleeps near New Salem Church, the
home of our membership, awaiting the glorious call of the resurrection
morn. Yes, my mother will know her children that she led to the house of
God early in life, and knelt so often in secret prayer. I am happy and
proud that I was dedicated in infancy and raised at a family altar.
Solomon said, "Raise a child up in the way he should go and when he
is old he won't depart from it," and this invariably proves true.
After I was converted I did not unite with the church and take up my
cross as I should have. I became indifferent, drifting back in sin. Then
on November 9, 1868 I married Miss Frances Annie Carrel, a good
religious girl, which was a great stay and help in restoring the comfort
and joy of my soul. Thence
the second Sabbath in August, 1873, I joined the Methodist Church south
At New Salem, William H. Evans was the preacher in charge. I began
Sabbath school and Church work at once. We have dedicated nine babies to
God in baptism, four boys and five girls. We have on deceased infant
baby girl, invisible to this world. Our children have been converted and
joined the church. Two sons and two daughters, by my first wife, and two
sons and three daughters by a second wife, all surviving. On
November 2, 1877, with loaded wagons, my father, brother and wife,
sister and husband, one little brother, me and my wife and children, and
a young man named C. M. Sherbet, started to Texas, arriving in Wise
County, December 8, 1887. We stopped a few miles west of Aurora near
Rough Edge school house, where Father an all placed our letters in the
M. E. C. S., under Rev. J. H. Miller, in chare of the circuit. My father
began preaching. I was elected clerk, class leader, and Sabbath School
Superintendent. My wife, having been in feeble health for several years,
gave way and on December 3, 1878, her Savior called her to her heavenly
home, there to shout victory throughout the annals of eternity. Precious
loved children, and friends, you all can meet her in heaven. She was
left without a father, but had a dear, faithful mother to train her up.
She professed religion in early youth and united With the Methodist
Church, and was a faithful worker for the Lord, in public and private
prayer. She was the only child and raised by a step-father who was very
kind to her, William Jones; he loved her as his won. In
1879 we built a school house three miles southwest of Rough Edge, known
as Pleasant Grove on the Aurora and Springtown road. To this place we
moved the church under Charge of the pastor, Rev. Joe G. Putman, who
served four years. William Price served five years as Presiding Elder. I
continued my work in the church and Sabbath school. January
15, 1880, I married Miss Mary Elizabeth Paschall, a former acquaintance
of my first wife;, both had been reared in Hardin County, Tennessee with
in ten miles of each other I
became more impressed that duty still called me higher and something I
had neglected in the past. I said to my wife Mollie that we should take
up family prayer, and she said, "Very well, if you think so,"
and we erected the family altar. From January 22, 1880 we have prayed
twice daily, seldom letting anything interfere. Still being led in
Divine calling, I applied to the church for Exorter's license, under the
charge of Rev. Fishburn, which was unanimously granted. In October 1882,
on Silver Creek at Slover school house it was granted, and the ensuing
year, 1883, Bro. Price Elder and I took charge of the circuit together.
I served under him five years. Thence
in December of the same year I moved to Wise County southwest, on Salt
Creek near Cottondale, in the bounds of the Paradise Circuit. Bro. I. M.
Mills, was preacher in charge. He organized a class at Cottondale, I was
elected Secretary and C. L. I leased a place known as the Uriah Survey,
where many families forted up in Indian times. They had moved the school
house off this pace where people guarded on mile east on Uncle Milten
Perkins' place. I was elected trustee together with my cousin, J. W.
Martin and S. W. Campbell in May, 1884, and I assessed the first
assignments with 71 and 69 scholars. In third Sabbath in March, I
organized Sunday School and prayer meeting and named the place Gravel
Hill, the first in this community. Bro. I. M. Mills preached for us some
and in August we had a protracted service for a week, with several
conversions. My Sabbath school scholars and I introduced union
literature, and we are still using it. I superintended S. C. nearly
three years. Thence, others took my place and continued in good
interest. In
1886 I bought a place in the woods, built my house, moved on it. In
February cleared my farm and my good wife and children did very much
hard labor here, and we remained on it twenty-eight years. We had very
much afflictions during the time. I was blind about nine years, but the
good Lord restored my vision again. Oh. He has been very kind to us all
through live. My
father departed this life Jan. 1, 1884. He sleeps at Pleasant Grove near
where my dear companion and other kindred are awaiting the trumpet sound
of the great resurrection morn, when we will meet the Lord in the air. Poolville
Cemetery Located in the Northwest Quadrant of Parker County. Take FM 920
to Poolville -turn west in front of the post office. Special thanks to
Ruby "Jerri"and Hardin Ray, who did the "leg-work"
in obtaining the information for this cemetery and to Virginia Thorton
and Margaret Phillips for helping transcribe all the information and
keeping everthing up to date. Martin
Francis M, Rev 6/28 1844 4/24 1922 }DS h/Mary Elizabeth |
SCHIVALLY I am looking for the SCIVALLY FAMILY. George Bates and his wife Seleta(Scivally) move to Decatur,Tx. They were there for the Cesus of 1870. The census read as folowing: George Bates age 29, Brithplace Tennessee, S(Seleta) age 28, Birthpalce Tennessee,A. E. Age 3 Brithplace Tennessee, J.E. Age 1 Birthplace Tennessee, (Seleta brother and sisters move with them)James age 17 Brithplace Tennessee, Mary age 15 Brithplace Tenessee, Martha age 11 Brithplace Tennessee. New
Their daughter Areva Bates married Jesse Woody Wise
county, Texas Woody,
Jessee M. Bates, Miss Arreva Aug 2, 1885 Book 1A 29 Son
Samuel Woody and Emeline New
information on Rev James Calvin Scivally read the chances James
Calvin Sciavlly was my grandfather. Born 1852 Tennessee He married his
wife 1876 1 Martha Ann
Martin She was born Aug 5 1852. Where? Now know she born in
Mississppi daughter Rev. Moses Lyell Martin and Margaret Ariel Martin.
Moses is brother to Rev. James P Martin, Aurora, Wise, Texas She
died on 23 Feb 1922, In Greer County, Oklahoma James Calvin
Scivally was Texas Ranger before he married her. 1884 Now know
"The Ravia Tribune" 22 September 1904,
Ravia , Johnston County , Indian Territory, now
Oklahoma Story
by J. C. Scivally about frontier life TRUE
STORIES OF THE FRONTIER By
Rec. J. C. Scivally On
November 19, 1876 I was married to M. A. Martin the daughter of Rev. M.
L. Martin He was a
Methodist preacher in the Indian Territory. He died in Greer
county, Oklahoma on 16 Jul 1932. Here is
in 1880 Census J.C.
SCIVALLY Self M Male W
27 TN Farmer TN TN Here
is one of his stories "The
Ravia Tribune" 22 September 1904, Ravia , Johnston County , Indian
Territory, now Oklahoma TRUE STORIES
OF THE FRONTIER We told
you in our other letter we would tell you of some murders. In
January 1874 I moved with two brothers and two sisters 15 miles
northwest of Decatur and settled on Briar Ranch near where the town of
Alvord now stands. There were three other families living on the little
creek besides us, Mr. Huff, Mr. Marr and Mr. Welch. Then there were no
more settlements between us and Decatur, a distance of 15 miles. It was
8 mi9les east to where any one lived, but along the road from Decatur to
Audubon there were some few people living on Black and Catlet Creek, and
near Audubon was the Ball settlement. Myself and brothers put in a farm
on Bell County school land. There was lots of game in that county at
that time. Why, Nr., Editor, the deer eat up your Watermelons and sweet
potato vines. Well everything went on nicely until August 24. That
morning I got up, eat my breakfast and went down in the field about 400
years to get my team to go to work, but when I saw three men riding
toward them. I supposed they were some men from Decatur full of booze
and had made their horses jump the fence. But to my astonishment I saw
they were Comanche Indians. I went back to the house and reported. We
went into the house and shut the doors, we took our axes in. I told my
brothers we would do what we could, for I knew they would kill us. About
the time we got in the house Mr. Huff came riding up and asked me if we
knew the Indians were all around us. I told him I did, that they had got
my horses, (two mules and one horse). At this time the Indians began
shooting at Huff. He said he was afraid they would kill his horses. I
told him I cared nothing about the horses, but was afraid they would
kill his folks. He said he would try to go home. I told him he could not
get home for the Indians would kill him before he could get there, for
it was only about 200 yards to his house and 36 Indians with 175 horses,
though I told him if he wanted to go I would not hinder him, but if he
went and got the Indians after him I would kill him for my sisters were
depending upon me to defend them. So he got on his horse and went to the
Baker settlement. Now his family consisted of Mrs. Huff and two grown
daughters. Mr. Huff had fed his horses on the north side of the house,
having no yard fence his wagon was close to the house. In cutting the
horses from the wagon they saw there was no man present so they went at
their fiendish work by first committing an outrage on the girls then
shooting and scalping them. Now I had done a very foolish thing in
loaning my Winchester rifle to a man to go hunting. If I had had my gun
I could have run them off but I had nothing but axes and an old shotgun
with both locks off, so I could do nothing but watch the Indians do
their hellish work and wait my own fate, as I expected them to kill us
as soon as they got through their work at Huff’s. Minutes seemed hours
but the time finally came when five of the Indians rode up to my yard
fence. I stood and looked out through a crack (our house being a log
house). I then got my hammerless shotgun, famed it through the crack and
pointed it toward them. They jabbered to each other awhile then turned
around rode off and left me gladly disappointed. Now some
people say a sinner has no right to pray but I believe any sinner will
pray when he knows he is going to be killed and that I now see. After
the Indians finished their work and left I waited till I thought they
were gone then I went to the Huff residence to behold the awfullest
scene I ever witnessed. Mrs. Huff was under the floor, she was crippled
and had to go on a crutch, and I suppose she had raised a plank, the
floor being laid down loose. She had been shot twice and scalped and her
clothing tore off her. I got her from under the floor and straightened
her out. Mollie the oldest girl was lying in front of the door on her
fame with a side saddle on her; she was also as nude as she came into
the world. She was scalped and her skull broken in and her brains
running out, also the blood running from several places on the thighs
where the Indians had stuck their spears. I weepingly picked up her body
and carried it into the house. Poor girl; just the night before this
awful tragedy I came up from the field with her and her and her sister
hauling a load of corn I told her she had better not be out at night,
for the Indians might get her. She laughed and said she was too pretty,
they would not kill her, but alas, alas! such was a frontier life. Peace
to her ashes, and may heavenly watcher guard her grave. Pallas,
the youngest girl was east of the house under a tree. I suppose she had
tried to get away. She had been shot, the ball going in under the left
shoulder blade and out through the left breast going through her heart.
She was not scalped. She had a Testament in one hand and a case-knife in
the other. I carried her body into the house to keep the hogs from
eating her. Will tell
you in our next about the dressing, burying and leaving. J. C. Scivally |