My Favorite Genealogy Story: Back walk is tombstones

Relatively Speaking: Back walk is tombstonesI’m a genealogist and loving it.  This is one of my favorite stories.

 

The following story is from the MyGenShare.com Archives of the Everton Genealogical Helper as told by Elizabeth Howe Shipton in January 1975.

My father always told me that the burial place of his grandfather Slaughter was lost. My great grandfather had died of pneumonia. He was a country doctor, sometime in February he had stayed all night with a patient, the creek came up during the night and he caught cold when he had to swim his horse at the ford. On the day of his funeral they started with a team and wagon and some of the neighbor men on horseback, to a country church and cemetery. But the roads were so bad that the team was almost exhausted and night was coming down. So they stopped at a family graveyard, dug a grave and left a good man in a place that before my great grandmother’s death in 1895, was lost.

I remember Dad saying just once, “It must have been the Cason cemetery”. When I was in Lewis County in 1972 a friend took me to the Cason Cemetery, only two stones in an open pasture, were left. But my friend has a good mind and is a devoted visitor of the shut ins. At one home, the old mother told her that the slabs of native limestone that made the back walk were tombstones from a cemetery that had been lost. Once the boys had turned a stone over and the name had been Slaughter.

My sister wrote me that our friend had been to see her and told her about the tombstone. When I was back in Lewis County last May, we went to the Richter farm. We found the daughter and her mother at home. They were much interested and the girl got a spade and we turned over the stone. It had the inscription: In Memory of Andrew G. Slaughter, aged 3 years. Died June 1853. Dad had said that two more babies were born and died after the two boys I knew. This little boy was one. The girls turned over another stone, it broke in half but we were able to read most of the inscription: In Memory of Andrew H. Slaughter Died April 7, 1854 Aged 49 years. A question of long standing was answered. I now have the death date and approximate burial place of my great grandfather Slaughter.