Richard Carr settled on Long Island, New York in 17—do not know year; served in Washington Army. He had three children—James, Robert and Cathern (who died a spinster). James was my grandfather. He married Elizabeth Kinner in Orange County, New York. They had eight sons and one daughter. The sons—William, Calvin, David, Jesse, Demott, Simon, James D. and Seymore—daughter Sarah Ann. She married Truman Boss.
My father was James D.—mother was Jane C. Trusdale (a native of Cedarville, Herkimer County, New York). I was born in Cedarville, New York on April 25, 1842. The family moved to Michigan in 1842. In 1845 moved to Rice County, Minnesota.
I attended school here and in the year 1861 on the 6th day of July was married to Harriet E. Kirkpatrick. In 1862 moved to Paynsville, Stearns County, Minnesota and settled on preemption claim. Took crop of wheat, oats and etc. off hands of Mike Bedkley who had enlisted. Had wheat stacked and oats nearly stacked when I received word that the Sioux Indians were killing all of the settlers west of us and would be in our neighborhood next day—so went to town—organized what few settlers we could get for self defense and to help the people west and drive the Reds back. Went with fifteen others to settlements west next day. Our crowd buried twenty-six and found many wounded and destitute (on the prairies and in the timber). Some of them nearly naked—mostly women and girls and small boys. Found some men on prairie who had forty-two women and children at Lake Johanna—forty miles from us. They begged and cried for us to go after them. All refused except Steve Harris and I went with him. The fourteen returned to Paynsville and reported us killed. We got the crowd and by traveling nearly all night got them all to safety at Paynsville. Here we built fortifications and held the fort until ordered to move out. We saw our buildings and could see my wheat stack burning as we retreated. We reorganized our forces. Steve Harris was elected Captain—T. F. Carr first Lieutenant of the company.
We all went to St. Cloud and then to interior. We got a little
girl—Maggie whose father was killed and mother left destitute—went
to my father in Cannon City. Father and mother wanted Maggie and
adopted her and raised her as their own child. She married Lyman
Kells who was banker at Sauk Center, Minnesota.
Marched at 8:00 a. m. up Minnesota River crossed
at Lower Agency. Many good residences built by U. S. for Indians.
Little Crow had a fine one and good farm, as had all, made by white
men. Camped here on Indian burrying ground. The men dug up some of
them in a large box. They found an old squaw on what had been a
featherbed with all of her beads and other things. The body was in
perfect state and appeared to be dry and hard (mummy). Marched 20
miles, pleasant day.
Friday, June 10, Camp Riggs
Saturday, June 11, Camp McPha
Sunday, June 12.
Monday, June 13, Camp Sully.
Tuesday, June 14, Camp R. McLaren.
Wednesday, June 15, Camp Rogers.
Thursday, June 16, Camp Wallow.
Friday, June 17, Camp Major.
Saturday, June 18, Camp Rice.
Sunday, June 19.
Monday, June 20, Camp Major Rose.
Tuesday, June 21, Camp Brown on James River.
Wednesday, June 22, Camp Danels.
Thursday, June 23, Camp Murphy.
Friday, June 24, Camp Kimble.
Saturday, June 25, Camp Jones.
Sunday, June 26.
Monday, June 27, Camp Petett.
June 28, Camp Fulsome.
Wednesday, June 29.
Thursday, June 30.
Saturday, July 2.
Sunday, July 3.
Monday, July 4, Camp No. 19.
Tuesday, July 5, Camp No. 20.
Wednesday, July 6, Camp No. 21.
Thursday, July 7, Camp No. 22.
Friday, July 8, Camp No. 23.
Saturday, July 9, 1864.
Sunday, July 10, 1864
Monday, July 11, Camp No. 24.
Tuesday, July 12, Ft. Rice Camp.
Wednesday, July 13, In Camp Ft. Rice.
Thursday, July 14, Camp Ft. Rice.
Friday, July 15.
Saturday, July 16.
Sunday, July 17.
Monday, July 18.
Tuesday, July 19, Camp No. 25.
Wednesday, July 20, Camp No. 26.
Thursday, July 21, Camp No. 27.
Friday, July 22, Camp No. 28.
Saturday, July 23, Camp No. 29.
Sunday, July 24, Camp No. 30.
Monday, July 25.
Tuesday, July 26, Camp No. 31.
Wednesday, July 27, Camp No. 32.
Thursday, July 28, Camp No. 33.
July 29, Camp 34.
Saturday, July 30, Camp No. 35.
Sunday, July 31, Camp No. 36.
Tuesday, August 2, Camp No. 36.
Wednesday, August 3, Camp No. 36.
August 4, Camp 38.
August 5, Camp No. 39.
Saturday, August 6, Camp No. 40.
Sunday, August 7, Camp No. 41.
August 8, Camp No. 42.
August 9, Camp No. 43.
August 10, Camp No. 44.
August 11, Camp No. 45.
August 12, Camp No. 46.
August 13, Camp No. 46.
August 14, Camp 47.
August 15, Camp 48.
August 16, Camp 49.
August 17, Camp 49.
August 18, Camp 50.
August 20, Camp No. 50.
August 21, Camp 51.
August 22, Camp 52.
August 23, Camp 53.
August 24, Camp 54.
August 25, Camp 55.
August 26, Camp 56.
August 27, Camp 57.
August 28, Camp 58.
August 29, Camp 58.
August 30, Camp 59.
August 31, Camp 61.
September 2, Camp 62.
September 3, Camp 63.
September 4, Camp 63.
September 5, Camp 64.
Saturday, September 14, Camp 71.
September 17, Camp 72.
September 18, Camp 73.
September 19, Camp 74.
September 20, Camp 75.
September 21, Camp 76.
September 22, Camp 77.
September 23, Camp No. 78.
September 24, Camp 79.
September 25, Camp 79.
September 26, Camp 80.
September 27, Camp 80.
September 28, Camp 80.
September 29, Camp 81.
September 30, Camp 82.
October 2, Camp 84.
October 3, Camp 85.
October 4, Camp 86.
October 5, Camp 87.
October 6, Camp 88.
October 7, Camp 89.
October 8, Camp 90.
We have received the first letters we have had from home in over six months. My first letter from my father told of the loss of our baby. I did not keep a diary after this as I did not have time to write. After a week here during which time we voted for Lincoln for the second term as President our company was sent to the south line of out posts, but ordered back. The night we camped where the family of Mr. English was killed by Indians—all but a twelve year old boy and his little two year old sister. He found her after the reds had gone and carried her to St. Peter over thirty miles. Most of the way in the night and his father’s rifle that he was hunting with when the family were killed.
I do not know what year my Grandfather Kirkpatrick and his family moved to Minnesota, but it was there that my mother attended Hamlin University or Seminary. It was then a Methodist School. My father attended a school in St. Cloud. My mother and father studied piano with Mrs. Dunning who was a graduate of German schools. I am sure she was fine, for my father had such a good musical foundation and knowledge of harmony. Many times I have listened to him improvising just running through chords and scales and it was as beautiful as some of the works of the old masters. I am sure if he had not married as young, he would have gone far with his music, for his mother who was very ambitious had planned to send him away to study.
My father and mother rode horseback to their music lessons and my mother has often told me that daddy’s talent was one of his strongest attractions for her. A number of the relatives have told me that my mother was one of the most beautiful girls they ever saw.
My father was 19 the 24th of April and my father and mother were married the 6th of July. They were married 66 years when my mother passed away. My mother was 19 the 15th of July after they were married. Mother lost their first baby, a girl, while my father was away in the war; and my older brother Kirk was five months old before my Father saw him. Brother Will was born after the war.
Soon after the War several families of my mother’s people and my father, mother and two brothers moved to Arkansas. It was in the time of the “Carpet Bagger” and Daddy was offered such a job but did not take it as he saw the evil of it and how the southern people were treated by them. He was elected Justice of the Peace. The first Clan was organized there in defense of the southern peoples rights and my father was a member of it. I think it fulfilled its purpose. It was also needed to protect the people locally from the Quantrel[s] of Jessie James’ Younger Brothers’ gang. Some of their number borrowed a gun from Uncle Frank New, Grandmother Kirkpatrick’s brother, who was a M. E. Preacher. Some horses were stolen and the committee was suspicious that these men who borrowed the gun from Uncle Frank were the ones who stole the horse and were members of the Quantrel Gang; so the committee were after them so close that they took refuge in a school building. They told the committee that if they would send for Parson New they would surrender to him. So they went for Uncle Frank. He went up to the window and talked to them, and told that that he would see that they got justice. He had thought they were allright but he did not like the way they talked and decided they were guilty and turned to leave and said to the committee, “If I were you boys, I would take them out of there.” They shot him in the back with his own gun and he died in a few minutes. His daughter lived near with her family and she reached him in a few moments before he died. I remember she said “Father, receive his spirit.” They broke out of the building. Some of them were wounded and some killed that night. Mother said one of the wounded went to her sister’s house whose husband was a doctor and asked for a drink and some water and he had another one of the gang who was with him pour it down his back.
Bert was born in Arkansas and just before Charlie was born mother and daddy and their three boys moved to Missouri. After having been there something like two years they moved to Iowa where Frank was born. Then they moved back to Missouri (Burlington). Daddy was successful there—at one time he was City Clerk and American Express Agent. Then he went into business and was very successful—implements and hardware. However, a cyclone damaged the business to the amount of fifteen hundred dollars at one time. Then daddy failed to have the work LTD. or Limited in the partnership, as he was in partnership with a man by the name of Logan who was very much of a crook, and the law was in Mo. that unless you had the word Limited one partner could sell or mortgage the whole business and there was nothing could be done about it. This happened when mother was expecting her last baby and the worry killed the baby—it was born dead. Les was about six years old when this happened and the baby and I were the closest of any of mother’s children. Daddy and mother had a nice home but he was never strong after the Indian war as he had to drink alkali water during the Indian war and it seemed to have affected his stomach so much that he never recovered from it. However, he learned to diet and was stronger as he grew older. They use to tell mother she would be a young widow but she was the first to go by a year and three months.
They moved from Mo. to Neb. where mother’s brother lived but only staid there a year and then moved to Lake Charles, La. Soon after reaching Lake Charles daddy was employed by the Kansas City and Gulf Railroad to buy right of way for the railroad. He bought the right of way from Lake Charles to Alexandria. He received ninety dollars a month and expenses, which was a large salary at that time. He bought a rice farm twenty miles from Lake Charles and also had a nice home in town. Mother was not very well and I do not believe she ever liked La. very much. After four years we came to Texas.
A FEW NOTES ABOUT THE INDIAN WAR MOTHER TOLD ME
When daddy and Mr. Harris volunteered to go out and bring in the families, the report went back to my grandfather that my daddy was killed and he came to where mother was to preach my father’s funeral sermon. Mother always said she never saw daddy afraid of anything in his life. Mother moulded bullets to help fight the Indians.
Grandfather Kirkpatrick was also an Indian war veteran. He was in the Blackhawk war. It lasted only a short while. He received a section of land for being in the war.
I forgot to say daddy fought the Sioux and Fox
tribes of Indians.
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Present by Carr Family
Jul. 2, 2012
Jul. 2, 2012