Robert Hudson (1866 - 1954)

Born 12 Dec 1866 in West Point, Lowndes, Mississippi, United States

Ancestors

Husband of Mary Elizabeth (McClung) Hudson — married 15 Jul 1894 in Alvord, Wise, Texas, United States

Husband of Emma Sara Stanton — married 20 Nov 1938 in Los Angeles, Los Angeles, California, United States

Descendants

Died 13 Jan 1954 at age 87 in Los Angeles, Los Angeles, California, United States

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Rose Hills Memorial Park, Los Angeles, CA.

FOOTPRINTS OF ROBERT HUDSON

Autobiography written by Robert Hudson, December, 1951

A SKETCH OF MY LIFE.

I was born on Line Creek, Clay County, West Point, Mississippi, December 12, 1866. I was brought up by religious parents the good old Methodist way.

There is probably no biography outside of the bible which gives both the good and the bad as it takes place. However, we should not shrink from bringing to light anything which might benefit others and it is my wish to give something which will help everyone who reads this account. I recognize that the hand of God has been over me, to ________ and preserve my life. It gives a wonderful illustration of God's power to do something with nothing. I believe the biggest thing about me today is the vision God has given me of what he can do with the weakest one, who may be without any natural gift or capabilities. God has ordained this to be so He takes the foolish things of this world to confound the wise.

I know very little about my ancestry. My mother was Martha Cain before she married my father, Jim Hudson. She was born in Alabama, Jan 2, 1832, died Nov. 24, 1910. There were 8 children of us the oldest died quite young. Anna and John Wesley , the oldest one to live was Alice Hudson Walker, J.L. Hudson, Rosabell Hudson, Martha Rowena Hudson Gordon, Robert Hudson born Dec 12, 1866. Maude Hudson never married. The first of my recollection was when I was quite young, my father carried me to a crossroad store owned and run by Mr. Ben Robinson. He wanted me to have all the sugar I could eat so he opened the sugar bin and let me help myself and at the same time my father bought me a little red hat. I wore this little hat so long it went to seed. It run up to a sharp point and the children would laugh at me and tell me I was a little clown. About this time my little sister, Maud was born. I remember very well the next morning someone carried me into the room to see her. It must have been on Saturday. I got my first little red hat the next day. My father carried me to Sunday school and the teacher gave me a little catechism Sunday School book and it had a picture of Noah's Ark so some of the family told me about the flood. I kept that stored away in mind until I got older. This was in the spring of the year. The next morning I was out playing in the yard and all of a certain I began to feel good and happy. I ran just as fast as my little feet could carry me to my Mother and when I got there I told her I had God in me. She said, "come here son, jump up in Mama's lap" that is how small I was. She jumped me in her lap, she reached for her bible and read the 13th Chapter of 1st Corinthians. I never forgot that until this day, Praise the good Lord for a good Christian mother and father. So I want to say to all fathers and mothers, don't be afraid to teach your children young it will come back to them in time to come. I must have been very young at that time for my sister, Maud, was not born yet and I am only five years older than her. I well remember when the Mobile and Ohio R.R. was built how the big shovel would dig dirt out of the

red hill and swing around and put it on a flat car. My father carried me to the work just a

short distance from my home, so just a few words to the parents of today, don't never think for a moment you little children don't see and know what you are doing or saying in their presence.

Well this brings me up to moving time. We are leaving our home going to another one. My father traded this home where West Point now stands which is the County Seat of Clay County. He traded with a Mr. Shadrac. This new home was near a small country town. The name of this town was Palo Alto, Clay County, Mississippi. I well remember the occasion, it was a very rainy cold day. Up to this time I had never (seen) so much rain, mud, and the Negroes had all our beds, clothes and furniture piled on the wagons. I didn't understand what it was all about then but as I grew older I learned. I want to write here and say my sister's son, after he grew up and had a family bought a part of the home and there he died. His widow still owns it, Mrs. Eugene Walker. The next morning when I awoke I was in big log house and all the rain, mud, Negroes, mules, horses, hogs, cows. I had never seen so much in all my life up to this time. While I am learning that morning Henry Hudson, my father's slave,____would jump me up and play with me. I very well remember John Hudson Edman and my black mama, Caroline, that nursed me when my mother was sick. My father paid $900 .00 in cash for John Hudson. I can remember Dora a cripple black girl that stayed in the house and cared for me. I was raised on the farm, a big southern plantation, all Negroes and lots of them. It seemed like this was the turning point of my life. I must have been about six years of age, my school days is now coming. My first teacher was Mrs. Thelps (spelling?). I did not learn anything at that school. My next teacher was Professor Burnett. This school was real close to Palo Alto. This teacher would quite often go there and would come back drunk and sit in his chair and sleep the rest of the school hour. The big boys would put him on his horse and send him home. At this school there was a girl there that would get mad and curse like a man. She got mad at me on e day and gave me a good cursing and ran me home. I never learned anything there. My next school was in and old church that was taught by a man by the name of Mr. Bailey. The big boys sure had a big time there. We had a stove that burned wood. The big boys would chew tobacco and spit on the top to see it sputter and fry. One boy, Ben Carpenter, believed he could spit amber through his teeth farther than any boy I ever saw. My main occupation in the summer was to play with the lizards. I don't remember learning anything there. I can't remember of learning anything at any of these schools. My next teacher was a young girl by the name of Miss Ella Burket. She got me started off a little. I learned my alphabet and to spell a little. She would always call me up by her side to do my spelling first. Then have me repeat it over if I did not spell it right she would slap me. I remember her very well. One word we had lots of trouble over was the word "patrimony". I would spell it all right but could not pronounce it right. I would call it pat-my-money and she would spell it over for several times and I would call it patmymoney. She stayed with me until I got it learned to this day. At this same school, Miss Ella did not allow the little boys and girls to play together. We had a fence between us. At recess one day the little boys were playing base so I ran off. Another boy ran after. One of the little girls jumped over the fence caught me and hit me for the boy. I kissed her so the other girls laughed at her. She cried. The bell rang, we all went in and the teacher wanted to know what she was crying about. Some of the girls told her Bob kissed her so she called us up to know the fact. I told her how it was. We were having school in a little one-room log house with pinchans (?) floors nailed down with big spike nails. I told the teacher how it was and I did not go to do it so she made both of us stand on one of those nail heads. So my next teacher was another young girl. She didn't know very much so none of us learned very much in our books.

My father is now dead, died in the spring before I was 13 in Dec 12th. After his death, up to this time that was the first trouble I ever had. I haven't got over it to this day. That was the saddest day of my life.

I was converted in October after my father died in the spring under Bro. Lowery's preaching. He was a Methodist preacher. My father' house was headquarters for all preachers.

Well it is moving time again. My mother has rented the Palo Alto farm to my brother and brother-in-law. We moved across the creek into the Cain old home. That was in a heavy timbered country. I had never lived in the woods before so this was quite a change for me and now I have grown up to be a big boy. Some 14 years old. Everything being new, I found lots of wild game such as loons, possum, muskrat, mink, quail, rabbits, and owls. There was a creek that ran through the entire farm and a Cain break. There my big bindle dog, Lion, spent many happy hours. I fished while he would chase the cotton tail rabbits and tree the grey squirrels and the red fox squirrels and bark for me to come and chuck them out for him. There were many kind of bushes, trees, vines, so thick you could not get through them. I had 2 cousins that lived not so very far from me. Ira and Will Cain and a Negro boy. We thought and loved him as much as ourselves. His name was Moses. We would go bathing in this creek. This was new to me being raised as I was on a big Negro southern plantation. I didn't know or had not seen any thing much but mud, rain, Negroes, mules, cows, cotton, corn, hogs and plenty of work before day and after dark. Now I am living a new life. I was in a new world for me. Now I am learning to fish, hunt and go to better schools and to church Sunday school. It was quite a change in my life. I am now big enough to plow so my mother got me a nice horse and plow. I went to work and had a nice crop of corn, cotton and we had a nice garden. My Mother, three sisters and myself lived there happy and content. This was the happiest four years of my young life.

I am beginning a new life now. My first teacher was Mr. Walker. He took a liking to me. He had this thumb shot off in the Civil War between the States. He taught eight months. I went seven months. I had a close friend, Joe Henley. We played together most of the recess. One day we were playing marbles and Joe was in the habit of swearing, so he began to swear. The teacher was behind him. He took Joe in the house and whipped all the cussing out of him. I knew Joe until he was a man. I never heard Joe curse any more. It was very common those days, right after the Civil War for the school children to get head lice. So my teacher went home with me to stay all night. We lived in a very large house, so my sister; Rowena was back in the corner room studying our lesson. I had the fine comb combing my head. I began to catch bugers as we called them. After I had caught quite a lot of them I went as fast as I could run in the sitting room where the older ones were. My Mama began to wave at me to stop but I kept on and hollered out "Mom Mom guess how many lice I caught off my head". The teacher, Mr. Walker, one day at recess rounded up all the children and cut all their hair off. These were my happiest days. I can now look back now _____the pretty Dogwood flowers and many other kinds in the spring of the year the pretty green grass in those days. We had many different kinds of berries such as strawberries, goose berries, red Haw wild grapes of different kinds. My neighbor boy, Tom Henley had a fine Possum dog. I would go to see Tom go possum hunting. So we caught a big fine possum. I was riding along with my possum in my hand, my fingers around his neck and one of my fingers up beside his jaw and he nabbed it and bit the ball off my finger about off but I held on to him.

The next day we had a fine possum dinner with big yam potatoes and how we children did enjoy it. I am growing now and getting to be quite a big boy. We lived about one mile from a big creek so Mom let me go and put out some big set hooks for to catch some fish. The next morning before day, I went to my hooks- found three big fish just about as much as I could very well get home with. On my way back home I came close to Mr. Boyces's house so Mrs. Boyce and her three little girls came out to see them. The oldest one was named Mary Lou next was Amie next was Emma. At his time school was going on close by so my Mother had them cooked nice for dinner. I invited these three little girls and someone to eat dinner with me and such a nice time we children did have. Another time on July Fourth the neighbors had a Fourth of July Fish fry. The men get a forty-foot sain (?) catch fish while the women cooked them about one. The men all come in and such a time we would have eating fish, black coffee, pies. My home church, the Methodist, how I did love to go there to church. I could not hardly wait for the time to come for our summer revivals to come. Bro. Cunningham and Bro. Kilgore. I did love Bro. Kilgore, he would take us all out to pray in the Oak Grove. Just before meeting, I remember one of the boys getting so happy he went into trance for a long time. That was the first time I ever saw anyone go into a trance. About this, us children used to have Church at home. My cousin, Bob Cain, would do the preaching. I remember one cold stormy night when he was down praying some of the boys put a firecracker under him. And another time he was at my home and I had a big long whip and he wanted me to give him my whip so there was a big yellow jacket nest close by. I told him if he would take it and whip those yellow jackets off I would let him have it so he took the whip. He let in on them in a little while one stung him. Such another squalling, you never heard, so my Mama and sisters come running out to see what was wrong.

My mother had a Negro woman that cooked and washed by the name of Caroline. She had four children, Mose, Rowena, Steve and Hanna. One cool snowy night she had her four and three others, my two sisters and three of my cousins and her four around the big winter fire and began to tell us about Bloody Bones and Raw Head and the little horny owl would begin_howling. Carolina would stick the fire shovel in the fire to make him quit hollering. Our children were so scared we couldn't hardly breathe when we went to bed. She would have to take us across a big hall. We were afraid Raw Head and Bloody Bones would get us. Along about this time when I was going to school, to Mr. Walker, he, Mr. Walker, would carry us boys to a big millpond on Friday evening to take a bath. One of these times when we went I could not swim but I went in the shallow water but this time I stepped off in the deep water and would have drowned but one of the older boys, Lindy Smith, got me out. This was a pretty close call. I remember to this day how I felt on the first time I hollered or tried to, then I stretched out and folded my arms and was resting so good and when Lindy took hold of me I did wish he would let me alone as I was resting so good. I never swim anymore after that.

Four years I lived at this home. It was the happiest part of my young life, after my Papa died, I have got to be a big boy now. All of this time Mother and three sisters and myself had lived here happy and contented. I had my hogs, cows, horse and my big brindle cur dog to hunt, fish go swimming and have a good time, but it's a long road that never turns, so now moving time again. We are going back to our old prarie home at Palo Alto. Big farm of 640 acres. Just Negroes, cotton, corn, mules, rain, and mud were my lot. I am seventeen now at this time. I had to do all the moving, twelve miles over the most dreadful roads, mud and water. I had to cross a swamp on mile wide. Sometimes the water was so deep it ran over the top of the wagon and inside. This was in October. I drove four heads of horses all the time. After a long time we got settled again. I started to school and went about two weeks. I was taken down with typhoid fever. I was sick a long time and it settled in my left side. I didn't get over it entirely for seven years then I out grew it. The next spring I went to a boarding school at Bunavista (?) Mississippi. My sister, Rowena and sister Maude were going there. After school was out I went to work in a big dry goods and groceries. This man was a very wealthy man and owned several hundred acres of land and lots of Negroes on his farm. Raised lots of cotton and had a big steam gin. I stayed with him quite awhile. His son had a wholesale and retail store in West Point County seat of Clay county. I had learned to be a good clerk and understood the business pretty well so they sent me there to work and made me head clerk of the house. This is another change in my life. I am now in a new lap of my life new environments, everything new. All to learn over learning about the world the things of the world, new friends among strangers and sinners of a bad type. So drifted away from God and everything that was good. I never went to church the whole time I was there. I didn't realize how fast I was getting away from God so I was in the hog pen before I could realize it. Up to this time I had been a Christian boy. How easy the devil can get a young or old person to follow him if he can get them to stay from Church and Sunday School. I realize all this time God had his eye on me and watching over me there. Finally came a change. These merchants that had been working for all went broke. One of them went to the pen for a long time and one died a pauper. I lost my job and had to start all over again. So I got a job from a big farmer in Sunflower County as a superintendent. More cotton, Negroes, mules and mud slush and what not and no God, no church, what a life one can get into if you back slide and get away from God.

At this place we had to have a little canoe to cross the Biou (?) to work. If you were at a flat you could cross on horseback. So you see I spent the early part of my life feeding Negroes and clothing them. My business was first that then went to work early and stayed late. On Saturday I issued rations and clothes for the next week. This man I now speak of was a member of the Mississippi levy (?) ___ bad and would go off and be gone for 2 or 3 weeks at a time. When he came home I settled up what was coming to me and left for another change which was the best one in my life up to this time. I went back to see my dear Mother and sisters. They were living in Houston, Mississippi, sending my sister Maude to school. I stayed around the rest of the summer and I bought a farm. My mother and two sisters moved on to it. We stayed on it for over five years. I farmed and I had a fine creek bottom land but it would overflow when we had those hard Mississippi rains and if they came late they would ruin our crops for good so I bought partly on time by paying five hundred dollars down. While here on this farm, my sister, Belle married and that just left Mother & sister Maud at home so Mother decided to move to Bunavista to put Sister Maud in school. So I sold out to my brother Jim Hudson and left for Itasca (?) Hill County, Texas last Sept 1891. Took up the carpenter trade. Worked hard in the summer of 1892. A scaffold I was standing on fell and broke several of my ribs and hurt and bruised me in other places so I was sick. For some time I could not work and in the mean time a boy friend of mine, Andrew, who I was raised up with in Mississippi was working with me. We left & went to Wise County, Texas to visit some relatives. Came back to get his belongings and going back to stay. This was Andrew May. We were raised up in the same neighborhood all our lives, so he would have me to go back with him. Said it would help me, as I was sick from my fall. So I went with him and found it as he said. I improved fast and we landed in Alvoid, Wise County, Texas. Went out to one of his cousins for dinner. Set around the rest of the day. There was a revival meeting going on close by so we all went & had a fine meeting. I got acquainted with some of the people. I stayed around with one and other until the revival was over and then I got myself a job with a farmer close by. This man I first stayed with, his name, Jim McClung, he had one of the prettiest sweetest 17-year-old girl I ever saw. She was very timid, never had went with a boy any where & never had any boy friends so we both went regularly to the same church. Her father was the Sunday School Superintendent so we got acquainted -so I kept getting better acquainted. I got so I would sit by her in church -so I got to going with her to church - so I got to going with her regular all the time. I never went with her anywhere but to church. She was raised that way and I was a great churchgoer myself so it suited both of us. She was an educated singer, nothing but Christian songs. The best I can say of her, tell the confidence I had of her, I never did see anyone I thought was as good a Christian as her. I lived with her from July 15, 1894 to Sept 29, 1927 when she went to be with the Lord. She had four brothers and one sister.

John, the oldest boy was one of the sweetest boys I knew. I did love him and I was very close friends. He died shortly after we were married. About 5 years after Mary and I was married on one Sunday afternoon, July 15, 1894. The next day, Monday, July 16 we commenced having family prayer and never missed one day all that time, of course when we were at home. We were farmers, it could rain and the grass could grow come what will we had family worship if I wasn't there she carried it on just the same. Sickness did not stop us. One time Mary Bell had to be operated on for appendicitis and we had the Dr. to come from Fortworth, Texas. He operated on the dinning room table in our home. Two doctors, before the operation, wife and I and the two doctors had prayer. She came out of it just fine. We kept a nurse for a few days. All was well. This girl, Mary Belle lived to marry and have two children, a boy and a girl. ____And the little girl has gone on to be with the Lord. The boy lived to be grown. At his writing, he is in the Navy over the sea - this March 1951.

Mary and I raised nine children all to be grown and have families, five girls and four boys. Mattie the oldest, Robert, Mary, Belle, Briscoe, John, Lonnie, Irene, Effie, Anna the baby child. They are all Christians and good church workers. We sure had a happy Christian home. In the summer 1896 we moved to Oklahoma. I settled up a homestead of 160 acres of land. We didn't have any money to speak of just enough to get by on. Had two mules and a wagon. I dug a hole in the ground 14 by 20 feet one half in the ground and walled it up with rock, covered it with lumber and then covered that with dirt. The cold did not get to us as I dug a hole in the side for a fireplace. I hauled wood several miles in the summer for winter. The wolves would come up to the door, looking for scraps to eat. I managed to get post and wire to fence it off. The cowmen didn't want us farmers in the country so they gave the farmers some trouble. They would go at night cut the wire and let the cows in to destroy the crops. The farmers go tired of it and got to putting out watches that put a stop to that there in our neighborhood. The nearest R.R. was 110 miles from me. I used to go to market, be gone two weeks or more, get snow bound, rain and mud. On one trip there were several of us all in together we traveled all day in the rain and it was very cold, mud, water, ice. One very old man froze stiff had to carry him in the ranch house where we had built a big fire. Laid him down before the fire, he thawed out, got all right by morning. It took three weeks to get the third wagon home. We didn't have any wood where we lived, so we would go some 12 miles in the Kiowa County on a creek to cut cottonwood and elm along the creek - haul it home for fire wood. One time I went by myself. I was up in a big elm tree cutting off the limb. Up came a big Indian and his name was Lone Wolf. He ordered me down. I sure though thought I was in for something bad but it all proved to be a bluff. I didn't come down. I cut my wood all right. Another time I went after wood. My brother in law, my wife, Mary, all went. I cut wood while they fished but they didn't catch any fish for dinner so I took the hook and went to the creek not very far & put the hook in the water and pulled out a great big cat fish so we had all the fish we six could eat and had enough for our supper when we got home. Those days, happy days in Oklahoma. ______Setting up that part of the country. I got a nice peace of land (160 acres) fenced in and plowed up me a nice 80 acres. We didn't have much finery. Very common work clothes but we soon began to have prayer meeting and preaching in the little schoolhouses. The R.R. came close and the country got to be a fine farming county.

Note: Finished by daughter, Anna Alice (Hudson) Moore

September 30, 1991

This will just be facts as near as I remember.

Papa stayed on inOklahoma (Kiowa County) Seven children were born in Oklahoma. Mattie was born in Texas, also Anna.

What he didn't tell about is his run in with Lone Wolf. Lone Wolf was one of the Chiefs of the Kiowa's. He told Papa to come down, Papa said come and get me and I will sink this ax in your skull. So it was a stand off. With Lone Wolf and his braves, Papa won. He said he was afraid.. The town was named Lone Wolf, Okla. Papa homesteaded in Indian Territory. Before it was a state. In 1914 six months before Anna was born we moved into Texas (blue Grove, Texas, Clay County).

We lived on a large farm (also cotton) until I was four years old. 1918.

Left Texas taking stock and fur, etc in two covered wagons and one hack for New Mexico. It was a long cold slow trip but we made it fine. I believe it was 3 months on the way.

We landed at Corona, New Mexico where we bought a home. It had a mine on it and quite a bit of timber.

We all started to school at Corona and loved it very much. Lots of new experiences and friends. Mattie was the first to homestead on the high plains, 25 miles from Corona. She homesteaded 640 acres. Next joining her was Robert. He homesteaded 640 acres. Then Briscoe was across the road from Mattie 640 acres. Then Lonnie was joining Briscoe's. Lonnie did not prove up on his 640. We raised pinto beans, hay, garden, cattle, etc. It was beautiful country. You could see for miles. The grass came up to my head.

We lived in a dugout, (dirt floors) and a pole house. All went well for awhile. We traveled to school 25 one way in a kid truck. One of the boys drove the truck, picking up the children on the trip to town and school Snow, rain etc, did not stop us. Only once we did not get home. Had to stay in town. We thought that was fun.

I do not know which came first, the snow or hail, but we had both and all our stock was killed, crops gone and we were busted.

Went down to Rosewell, New Mexico to pick cotton. Papa, Mama, Briscoe, John, Effie, Irene, and Anna. That was bad times.

Mama became very ill. It was hard times, Robert, Lonnie, Mary Belle, all came out to California.

Mattie, married Mathew Bledsoe and they were already in Los Angeles, Calif. Mathew was on Los Angeles Police force.

Well in time we all made it out to California 1925. Bought a home on Duncan Avenue. In Los Angeles, Calif. We thought we had found heaven and it was beautiful then.

Mama passed away in 1927, Sept 29. She was missed very much.

The children started marring and all were gone in one year except Robert, Irene and Anna. You will see by the other list I mailed you.

The rest is History!!!

Love, Anna (Hudson) Moore

Burial

Burial:

Place: Rose Hills Memorial Park, Whittier, Los Angeles, California, USA

Marriage

Husband: James Hudson

Wife: Martha Ann Cain

Child: Baby Hudson

Child: Alice Eugenia Hudson

Child: John Wesley Hudson

Child: James Lumpkin Hudson

Child: Ann Hudson

Child: Rosa Belle Hudson

Child: Martha Rowena Hudson

Child: Robert Hudson

Child: Myrtle Maude Hudson

Marriage:

Date: 15 OCT 1851

Place: Monroe, Monroe, Mississippi, United States

Address: n/a^[1]

Sources

• WikiTree profile Hudson-543 created through the import of Hudson.ged on May 29, 2011 by Arletta Hudson. See the Changes page for the details of edits by Arletta and others.

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• Source: S8 Abbreviation: Mississippi, Monroe Co. Vital Records-Marriage 1850-1858 Title: Extraction Of Bride's Names, Mississippi, Monroe Co. Vital Records-Marriage 1850-1858 (Monroe County, Miss. Circuit Clerk CONT Repository: CONT Family History Library CONT 35 North West Temple St. CONT Salt Lake City CONT Utah CONT 84150 CONT (801) 240-2331) Subsequent Source Citation Format: Extraction Of Bride's Names, Mississippi, Monroe Co. Vital Records-Marriage 1850-1858 BIBL Extraction Of Bride's Names. Mississippi, Monroe Co. Vital Records-Marriage 1850-1858. Monroe County, Miss. Circuit Clerk CONT Repository: CONT Family History Library CONT 35 North West Temple St. CONT Salt Lake City CONT Utah CONT 84150 CONT (801) 240-2331. Note: On May 28, 1998, I located a copy of the marriage certificate dated October 14, 1851. It was witnessed by a John J. -hill, (could be SHILL). Also on the same film was a marriage certificate dated December 3, 1853, between a June C. HUDSON and a George S. TAYLOR, same county (Monroe Co. in Miss) Could be a sister to James HUDSON or in the same family. Document location ____________. TMPLT TID 0 FIELD Name: Footnote VALUE Extraction Of Bride's Names, Mississippi, Monroe Co. Vital Records-Marriage 1850-1858 (Monroe County, Miss. Circuit Clerk CONT Repository: CONT Family History Library CONT 35 North West Temple St. CONT Salt Lake City CONT Utah CONT 84150 CONT (801) 240-2331) FIELD Name: ShortFootnote VALUE Extraction Of Bride's Names, Mississippi, Monroe Co. Vital Records-Marriage 1850-1858 FIELD Name: Bibliography VALUE Extraction Of Bride's Names. Mississippi, Monroe Co. Vital Records-Marriage 1850-1858. Monroe County, Miss. Circuit Clerk CONT Repository: CONT Family History Library CONT 35 North West Temple St. CONT Salt Lake City CONT Utah CONT 84150 CONT (801) 240-2331.

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