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Samuel Ulysses Jones Sr.

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Samuel Ulysses Jones Sr.

Birth
Sangamon County, Illinois, USA
Death
1 Jan 1915 (aged 77)
Dallas County, Missouri, USA
Burial
Buffalo, Dallas County, Missouri, USA Add to Map
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Son of James Burl Jones and "Polly Bradley" as their marriage bond shows.

During the War Civil War Samuel was assigned to the 8th Reg't, MO Calvary.

He had a farm 3 miles south of Buffalo, Mo.

From a family biography written in 1958 by Myrtle Dove Lotton Jones (his daughter-in-law, wife of Charles), she writes:
"Daddie Jones (Samuel Ulysses) was a very quiet, untalkative man, and it seems told little of his earlier life to his family....Much of it was about the farm he bought three miles south of Buffalo and built a one room log house for his bride. He later built a large two rooms below and above home across the front with a back porch and full length big porch across the front. He built it in time for Charles, his youngest to be born in it. He was a darling white haired, white bearded, six foot+ fellow when I knew him. Knew him as a part of our family for nearly five years we lived in Missouri. He raised a large family; had always others in their home, was a good provider; and housed the Revival preachers.
-----"He was a quiet, providing church member. The mother was a shouting religious church member who also was the high voice in the choir at Macedonia. He and the mother were married quite young. They went through the civil war together. He told how she took two children with her, rode a big gray mule and even went through enemy lines to take food and clean clothing to him. One early morning as she cooked breakfast for herself and babies, a troop of confederate army men rode in and scared her so. But they just order her to get their breakfast- were real nice- thanked her and rode away. Daddie said his time was spent mostly north, but went as far south as Pea Ridge. One episode in his army life was "The best meal I ever ate"...as he and one other rode at the back of a troop, getting son ready to make camp, he motioned at his mate to slow up. They dropped behind and he alited and picked up out of the dusty road that the others had all trod over, a large bacon rind. As he shook the dust from it his team mate asked was he dreaming (or some such remark). They slipped back from camp, built a bonfire, put their rind on a stick and cooked it over the fire. As it cooked, they caught the grease drippings in their tin cups. "Then what a meal we had!"... chewed the rind and dipped their hard tack bread in the grease. His best meal...They must have been hungry!
----"Daddie and family accumulated lands, mules, cattle, sheep, hogs, geese and gardens. I've heard him tell of putting away for winter a smoke house full of meats, lards, smoked meats; three barrels of his custom made sorghums; a barrel of cider vinegar; and a barrel of kraut. They butchered 14 hogs a year. There were canned fruits, milk, butter and buttermilk in the cellar. Dried apples and peaches and pumpkins in the rafters. Great kettles of homemade hominy. Their corn meal was custom ground. He finally had a farm for each of his eight children and a small acreage for himself. Leaving the homeplace to Charles, the youngest."
See more on him at: http://www.cindyhcasey.com/MORROW/jones.htm
Son of James Burl Jones and "Polly Bradley" as their marriage bond shows.

During the War Civil War Samuel was assigned to the 8th Reg't, MO Calvary.

He had a farm 3 miles south of Buffalo, Mo.

From a family biography written in 1958 by Myrtle Dove Lotton Jones (his daughter-in-law, wife of Charles), she writes:
"Daddie Jones (Samuel Ulysses) was a very quiet, untalkative man, and it seems told little of his earlier life to his family....Much of it was about the farm he bought three miles south of Buffalo and built a one room log house for his bride. He later built a large two rooms below and above home across the front with a back porch and full length big porch across the front. He built it in time for Charles, his youngest to be born in it. He was a darling white haired, white bearded, six foot+ fellow when I knew him. Knew him as a part of our family for nearly five years we lived in Missouri. He raised a large family; had always others in their home, was a good provider; and housed the Revival preachers.
-----"He was a quiet, providing church member. The mother was a shouting religious church member who also was the high voice in the choir at Macedonia. He and the mother were married quite young. They went through the civil war together. He told how she took two children with her, rode a big gray mule and even went through enemy lines to take food and clean clothing to him. One early morning as she cooked breakfast for herself and babies, a troop of confederate army men rode in and scared her so. But they just order her to get their breakfast- were real nice- thanked her and rode away. Daddie said his time was spent mostly north, but went as far south as Pea Ridge. One episode in his army life was "The best meal I ever ate"...as he and one other rode at the back of a troop, getting son ready to make camp, he motioned at his mate to slow up. They dropped behind and he alited and picked up out of the dusty road that the others had all trod over, a large bacon rind. As he shook the dust from it his team mate asked was he dreaming (or some such remark). They slipped back from camp, built a bonfire, put their rind on a stick and cooked it over the fire. As it cooked, they caught the grease drippings in their tin cups. "Then what a meal we had!"... chewed the rind and dipped their hard tack bread in the grease. His best meal...They must have been hungry!
----"Daddie and family accumulated lands, mules, cattle, sheep, hogs, geese and gardens. I've heard him tell of putting away for winter a smoke house full of meats, lards, smoked meats; three barrels of his custom made sorghums; a barrel of cider vinegar; and a barrel of kraut. They butchered 14 hogs a year. There were canned fruits, milk, butter and buttermilk in the cellar. Dried apples and peaches and pumpkins in the rafters. Great kettles of homemade hominy. Their corn meal was custom ground. He finally had a farm for each of his eight children and a small acreage for himself. Leaving the homeplace to Charles, the youngest."
See more on him at: http://www.cindyhcasey.com/MORROW/jones.htm


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