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For many years I have hoped that some member of the family would write a
history of the Havard family of Angelina County, Texas. There is one thing for
sure, the writer would have plenty of material to work with for the family is,
undoubtedly, the largest in the county. In 1949, there was a great promise of such
a history being compiled for us by Charles G. Havard of Liberty County, who was
a grandson of Henry Harris Havard. He was a graduate of the University of Texas
where he had received his masters degree in Geology. He then enrolled at Cornell
University, Ithaca, New York to work on a doctorate of Geology. He had gathered
much information about the family and could have written an interesting book.
Unfortunately for us he was killed in an accident before he could complete it. It is
understood that several others, including Hershell Delbert Havard, have worked
some on a history. Hershell is, at this time, in England and since the Havards
came to America from Wales, he will probably be able to get some of the early
history of the family before they came to America. Until someone does write a
history of the family, I shall try to get something "down on paper" for the benefit of
future generations of the family concerning the early days of the Havards in
Angelina County.

All the Havards I have ever known are descended from one of the three brothers
who were in Angelina County as early as 1854, These brothers were: Jeremiah,
born in 1803; Thomas, born in 1805 and Henry, born in 1811. Jeremiah and
Thomas were born in Georgia. Henry was born in Mississippi. Much research has
been done trying to find the name of the parents of these three brothers. It is my
opinion they died in Perry County, Mississippi and may have a left a will that
would have answered many questions, but a court house fire in that country in
1877 destroyed all the early records. Apparently they moved from Georgia to
Mississippi between 1805 and 1811 and settled in Perry County. We know that
Thomas was in Perry County in 1836 for it was here that his son,

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Thomas, Jr. was born July 11, 1836. In1840, according to the census records,
Thomas and Henry were both still in Perry County, while their brother Jeremiah
was in the nearby county of Marion. At the 1850 census Jeremiah was still in
Marion County but Thomas and Henry had left Perry County and may have been
on their way to Texas, although much searching has been done in the census
records, no trace of them has been found for the year 1850. They may have left
Perry County just before they would have been enumerated there and by the time
they got to Marion County it was too late for them to be enumerated there. Marion
County is west of Perry County and Thomas and Henry would have passed that
way on their way to Texas. No doubt they had had an understanding with
Jeremiah and he was ready when they got there to join them. We know that they
arrived in Texas in 1854.

One can only speculate on the route they traveled to reach Texas, or how long
they were on the road and whether or not they stopped along the way, perhaps in
Louisiana, for a few months or even a year or two. In the early 1850's there were
many pioneers on the move from Georgia, Alabama and Mississippi to Texas and
on west. The Havards could very well have been a part of a large wagon train
moving west.
There is an old family legend that the Havards hid their gold while on the trip by
boring deep holes in the base of the wagon tongues and filling the hole with the
gold and then plugging the hole up. This was done in the hope that any robbers
they encountered along the way wouldn't find it.

The first marriage license issued to any Havard in Angelina County was issued to
Walter Havard, son of Thomas, on September 4, 1854 at old Marion. He was
married to Candacy Parrish on September 7, 1854 by Lewis Crane, J.P.

The first Havard born in Angelina County was Tinsey A., daughter of Jeremiah
and Elizabeth Cross Havard, who was born in 1854.

The first deed recorded to any Havard was one to Henry Harris Havard for 419
acres, the deed being dated April 6, 1858. A copy of that deed is found on the
next page of this book.

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                            THE STATE OF TEXAS
                            COUNTY OF ANGELINA
To All Whom These Presents may Come, Know ye,
That I, W.C. Stanley Dept Sheriff of said county Angelina County By Virtue of
my office, through a judgement obtained by Henry Havard against William M.
& James M. Thomas before Joel Banks Justice of the Peace in and for said
County, duly elected qualified and Commissioned as such, on the first
Saturday in June A.D. 1857 for the sum of Thirty Dollars and twenty five cents
principal and Six Dollars interest up to the rendition of said judgment, and also
cost of suit, have this day bargained sold released and conveyed unto Henry
Havard of the said State and County, All that certain lot Tract or parcel of land,
formerly belonging to James M. Thomas containing Four Hundred and
nineteen acres more of less, situated in the County of Angelina And State
aforesaid, some three or four miles below the Town of Marion and for a more
particular description see the records in the County Clerk office of said
Angelina County. To have and to hold and for and in consideration of the above
said sum of money which I hereby acknowledge fully paid to may satisfaction
the receipt is hereby fully acknowledged, paid by the said Havard un to the said
Havard his heirs assigns administrators & executors forever. In testimony
whereof I hereto set my hand and seal using scroll for seal on this 6th day of
April A.D. 1858.
W. C. Stanley, Dept Sheriff

                               THE STATE OF TEXAS
                               COUNTY OF ANGELINA
Personally came before me the undersigned authority W. C. Stanley Dept. Shff
of Angelina County, and to me well known Who Acknowledged that he signed
sealed and delivered the above and foregoing instrument for the purposes &
consideration therein contained & expressed
Given under my hand and seal of office at Jonesville this 6th day of April A.D.
E. Finley Cl Co Ct Ang Co
by B.W. Henry Dept

                             THE STATE OF TEXAS
                            COUNTY OF ANGELINA
I, TOM L. HAMPTON, County Clerk, in and for Angelina County, Texas, do
hereby certify that the above and foregoing is true and correct copy of the
sheriff's Deed, for record on the 6th day of April A.D. 1858 and duly recorded in
Volume C, page 366 of the Deed Records of Angelina County, Texas,
GIVEN UNDER MY HAND AND SEAL OF OFFICE, on this the12th. day of
October A.D. 1964, Tom L. Hampton, County Clerk, Angelina County,
By: Jewell Stevens, Deputy

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According to deed records of Angelina County as filed in Vol. E at page 195,
Thomas Havard was granted 320 areas of land by the State of Texas on July 31,
1861. The land was described as being located on the waters of the Neches River
about 16 miles South 23 degrees from the town of Homer. Jeremiah was also
granted land in the same general area.

The family had hardly gotten settled in Texas and their farms cleared and ready
for farming before the Civil War disrupted them. Several members of the family
served with the South: Walter, son of Thomas, Sr., and the husband of Candacy
died while in the service. He had been home on furlough and while at home,
developed the measles. He had to leave to return to his company before he was
completely well and relapsed near Little Rock, Arkansas and died there.

Charles D. Havard, also a son of Thomas Havard, Sr. was killed somewhere in
Tennessee. He had married Miss Rhoda Caroline Page just a few months before
he had to leave for service. Charles Havard, a son of Jeremiah, Sr., was wounded
in service and lost an eye. There was a "Jerry" Havard who served from Angelina
County and this could have been the son of Henry Harris Havard who was known
in later life as Jeremiah "Sank" Havard, or it could have been Jeremiah Havard,
Jr., who was, of course, a son of Jeremiah Havard, Sr., who was also in the
service. Thomas Havard, Jr. was with the Confederates at Mansfield, Louisiana on
April 8, 1864, when they defeated the Union Forces. In the battle he was wounded
in one of his legs when hit by a musket ball. He was in a hospital in Mansfield for
some time and while there was visited b his wife, Lucy, who, when heard of his
being in the hospital there, rode horse-back through the woods and over such
roads as they had at that time, to be with him. When it is remembered how
sparsely the country was settled at that time and the distance she had to travel,
one realizes how brave she must have been. Other members of the family may
have been in the service whose names I do not have.

William Frank Havard, better known as Frank, and Thomas Havard, Jr. better
known as Tom, both of whom were sons of Thomas, Sr., worked together in the
1870's in the harvesting of their sugar cane and in making syrup. Frank had
settled on Shawnee Prairie and Tom on the Neches River. It is said that Amanda,
the wife of Frank, often told him that he worked twice as hard as Tom to make a
living; that he should have settled on the river on account of the land being so
much better. Many years later, with

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improved methods of cultivation, it was learned that the land on Shawnee Prairie
was about the best farm land in the county.

Jeremiah Havard, Jr., better known as "Mage", settled at or near the Concord
settlement and raised a large family there. He was one of the best farmers in that
area and a leader in community affairs. I remember my father telling me of
boarding with "Uncle Mage" while teaching school at Concord about 1890. In
recent years, before her death, I had the pleasure of visiting several times with
'Aunt Medie' Poulan, the last living child of "Uncle Mage". She was very alert and
remembered well the days when my father stayed in their home while teaching

Just before 1870, a few members of the family moved to Liberty County and
settled around Tarkington Prairie. (Jeremiah Sank Havard and Rhoda Caroline
Page, and Henry Harris Havard and Eugenia Fredonia Davis). Since that time
other members of the family have scattered out until today, you will find them in
almost all the cities of Texas and some in distant states.

My mother was
Drusilla, daughter of Thomas Havard, Jr. My father was Thomas
Cary McMullen who taught school in various communities in the county between
1890 and 1903. It was while teaching school in the Havard settlement along the
"old river road" that he met and married my mother. Recently, in corresponding
with one of my mother's cousins, Mrs. Annie Havard Watson of Dallas, Texas, I
ask her if she remembered my mother (my mother had been dead for more than
sixty years) and she replied that she certainly did, and stated that "I was present
when she married and watched her ride away horseback on her honeymoon. How
times have changed.

Some of my earliest recollections are of the trips we use to make to visit my
grandfather Havard. We lived in Huntington where my father was in business and
on our visits we would travel in wagon. My brother Winfred and I would ride in the
back of the wagon on quilts. When we got too tired of bouncing around (we didn't
have paved roads at that time) we would get out and walk behind the wagon. The
road carried us thru Shawnee Prairie and at that time it was just a sea of weeds
with a few small groves of oak trees. It's amazing to me how smaller the prairie is
now than it seemed to be then. I

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thought we would never get across it in that wagon. But it was nice when we
reached the "piney woods" where the roads were shady and with some sand to
walk on. If you've ever walked, barefoot, on a hard road that had rocks and
pebbles on it, you know why that sand was nice. I always enjoyed these visits
because my grandfather had many kinds of fruit and melons growing; there was a
clear cool creek of water near the house that was fine for wading and playing in -
and I had plenty of cousins to play with. I remember too that he had a blacksmith
and wood shop where he worked keeping his farming equipment and wagons in
good repair. The forge had the old time bellows on it and I enjoyed seeing him
use it. His home still had the old time kitchen which was built apart from the rest
of the house with a walkway leading to it. And, while he had bought one of new
iron cook stoves, the old kitchen fireplace was still there with its big pots and

In 1903 when my grandfather passed away I remember our being there and
seeing him just before he died. With his long whitebeard he looked so old and
worn to me. while it is hard for me to believe it, he wasn't near as old as I am!
Perhaps the hardships of the war and the hard work of carving a home out of the
woods had aged him.

In my most recent effort to locate any Havard in Mississippi who might be able to
help us with information on the early days of the family in Georgia and Mississippi,
I have been corresponding with David E. Havard of Lucedale, George County,
Mississippi. He is President of the Personal Motivation Institute, Inc., of Lucedale,
and I quote from his last letter. "I ask my father about our ancestors when I was
just an old boy and even thought he was considered one of the more learned (he
got thru the third reader but was well read) he said all he knew that our people
came from Georgia horseback and the wife of the leader had a baby in her arms
and that the baby was his grandfather - David Havard, whom I'm named for.
David's father was Steve Havard and his wife was named Nancy but called
'Granny' in her senile days,"

I have been unable to get an answer to my last letter to David. If one had the time
and money to go over there it could be that records could be found that would
connect this family with ours. I have been told by two or three of the older
members of our family that they believed that if we ever found any records of the
father of Jeremiah,

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Thomas and Henry - his name would be Steve! And we do know that we have a
number of Stephens or Steves in our line of the family.

old log house that was built by Henry Havard for his home in Angelina County
has been acquired by Joe and Miriam Havard Tatum and moved to a spot next to
their home. It has been refurnished with furniture and other items that were in use
about the time the house was built. It has many very interesting things in it and
they are to be commended for making the old house into a museum. The old
house has been named as a Recorded Texas Historical Landmark and the Texas
Historic Building Medallion affixed to it. The Lufkin News had the following story
about the historic house just before its dedication:

The historic Henry Harris Havard home near Zavalla has been named a Recorded
Texas Historical Landmark, significant to the history of this community and state
and worth of preservation. John Ben Shepperd of Odessa, President of the Texas
State Historical Survey Committee, made the announcement.
The Havard home is located n Farm to Market Road 1270, just South of Zavalla
and is owned by Mr. and Mrs. Joe Tatum.

Having completed the requirements for this high official designation the Texas
Historical Building Medallion with interpretive plate will be affixed to the structure.
A certificate signed by Governor John Connally, John Ben Shepperd and County
Chairman Dr. Gail Medford will be presented at the dedication of this marker. The
date will be announced later, Dr. Medford said. The aluminum markers with
Swedish steel effect are not only durable but beautiful and require practically no
maintenance. More than 2,500 historical markers and Medallions with plates have
been awarded throughout Texas and daily more histories found which warrants
such recognition, Shepperd said.

This marker and its location will appear in the next edition of the guide to Official
Texas Historical Markers, in tourists guides, and on maps, to stimulate tourist
interest in

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the area, provide highpoints on historical tours, and focus attention of the citizens
of the county with their unique historical past, Dr. Medford said.

Miriam Havard Tatum, who writes for the Angelina Free Press, had had many
interesting articles published about life in the Havard community.. With her
permission we are using several of them.

                     THE VERY PROUD HAVARD CLAN
                              By Miriam Havard Tatum
"The Havards had a fortune and gave it away," Boley Havard said to me Sunday
at our Havard reunion. He had driven around the river road from Manning past the
Eli Grimes community, the Crain settlement, the Weaver Bend and on through old
Belview and the former Havard settlement.

"It made me a little sad," he finished, "to think what our fathers once had and
practically gave away to the companies."

"Yes," little Charlie Havard added, "they owned all the land from the Weaver Bend
through a great part of Saron. They settled most of it, "the three brothers,
Jeremiah, Thomas, and Henry and their children."

And they did. I have in my possession two original land grants, one from Sam
Houston and another from Governor Lubbock, I believe. Charlie is the only Havard
by name who still owns his fathers and grandfathers land.

My husband's mother kept her part of the (Dunk)
Henry Harris Havard estate until
her death and it is owned by her son Elwin Tatum now, less Joe's part which he
kept. It is the only parcel of the Henry Havard original grant that is still owned by
Havard heirs.

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Mrs. Aggie Barnes Cryer has the land her mother owned, the Lark Havard old
place, heired by Uncle Bill's oldest son Lark. Lark in turn sold it to Aunt Nan
Barnes whose grandmother was of the Tom Havard family .

My children, grandchildren and I still own all of my father's land up there, part of it
heired and part acquired from heirs. My mother's land, given her by grandpa
Strain, was also exchanged for Havard land. Papa left all of entailed, from me to
my children and so on to their children, etc.

Someone has said such law would not hold; however, I have no desire to sell the
land so have never considered testing it.

The Havards were always a simple people and lived simply. Yet, when one
reflects on the land once owned by them in the light of land prices today, it would
seem Bolley has something in his statement that "The Havards had a fortune and
gave it away."

The major
(Jeremiah) Havard family, my branch, settled from Belview to the site of
Manning and Shawnee Prairie and had cattle roaming all over this domain.

The Tom Havard family settled around the present site of the Tom Havard
cemetery , on to Saron toward the river and they buried their dead at the
Havard cemetery.

Each head of the clan gave his children a portion of his land and houses
gradually sprang up along the River Road until at the time I was a child that part
of the county was chockfull of Havards.

Old man Joe Havard and his brother Will of the Tom Havard clan, along with my
uncle Bill, had immigrated to Olive and reared their families there.

"Little Steve" had left in his youth and settled around Burke. Then there was a
part of the Jeremiah group in Concord.

Most of the others had homes on the river. Grandpa Charles Havard's house
became known as the 'Aunt Suzy' place, from Granny's long widowhood. Around
here were clustered her sons, Leroy, Steve, Marion and farther down near the
family's bottom

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fields, my father's place. Aunt Mitt Poland settled near the field but stayed only a
few years.

Across the branch from Grandpa was his brother, Bill, who lived on their father's
old place. Not far away his sons Lark and Charlie settled. An older son, Ples, also
settled in the Olive community along with Mary Olds, whose mother was of the
Tom Havard family. Nancy of that clan married John Cameron and reared her
family nearby.

At the Henry Havard settlement Dunk and Henry Harris, Jr. owned quite a bit of
land. Sank of this branch was reputed to have ridden with Quantrill's gang during
the Civil War.

These three brothers - Major Jeremiah, Tom and Henry had come to this young
Republic and carved a place in the wilderness for themselves and their children to
be. It was a wild country indeed, but it was literally flowing with milk and honey.

There was a virgin land, the towering pines, the clear flowing streams merging
into the wider rivers. There was the wild turkey and deer for the tables, the rich
black loam for the growing of essential food stuffs.

Why, then, even tho the land was ravaged and the forest depleted too soon with a
loss of wild animals, could not later generations somehow keep it in their
possession this good earth from whence cometh their strength.

In some instances, it was almost like a birthright sold for a mess of pottage;
sometimes sever sickness and death took the home; sometimes it was wanderlust
in a family and the lure of greener pastures just over the hill.

Papa, who always berated the Ford car, but delighted in riding next to the driver in
the front seat of one, used to dissertate on the sin of selling these homes for a car.

"The Ford car has gotten more homes than anything else of this generation," he
used to say, "They got the car fever."

Whatever the many, varied reasons for parting with their homes, Carter-Kelly
bought most of them up and down the river, sometimes for a song - which they

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themselves. Papa was always distressed as each was sold and no doubt would
have bought more of the land himself with borrowed money if he could have
acquired them.

But the Havards have always been a funny clan. Once one of them found out the
other one wanted something he had, the man ready to sell would have walked to
Houston in order to sell it to someone else. Papa was no exception, either. Odd
lot! These people who once owned so much and never realized it.

A noted columnist in Houston once asked Joey Lou if these Havards, of whose
colloquial speech Morris Frank is always writing, were outstanding.
"You don't know how outstanding," Joey Lou said as she raised he chin.
Oh, we are!

                            By Miriam Havard Tatum

There is something about the curl of smoke from a farmhouse, as seen on a late
fall or early winter evening, that gives one a feeling of security; a warmth of heart;
an at-last-I'm-at-home-feeling.

It always used to make me long to stop and go in and sit with folks awhile and
learn of their joys and sorrows, and in turn speak of them of mine.
The year my mother died I went to school in the nearby sawmill town of Manning.
And every Friday afternoon Papa would come for me on his old blue mare. As we
hurried to the house from the barn I can still vividly recall my mother silhouetted
against the firelight as she waited so eagerly for me. Perhaps my love of fire-light
and smoke drifting lazily heavenward springs from that lovely memory of her. How
I love them. And my oldest grandchild shares that love, for he is always wanting
'Joe to build a fire-place,' which simply means a fire.

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There are so few smokes on the horizon in this butane gas age that coming upon
one brings a sudden pleasure. Perhaps a rent house here and there, or an old
couple who prefer their faithful range with the build in flavor that only wood cook
stoves can give.

Mr. and Mrs. Nick Crain of the River Road have their wood stove yet and thought
she is my mother's first cousin and the orphan of the teacake lady, I have never
been privileged to eat that famous food she cooks on it.

We can lift the eye from a modern gas range; place the splinters just so for a fire
and light them; set the black pot with water and hog jowl over the eye; add the
collards after awhile, generously spooning in more fried meat grease; and bring
forth in due season a dish that has become a symbol of the 'pore whites' in the
South for generations?

Add to this 'dog-bread' pones, made by scalding salted or unsalted meal, shaping
it into long pones and baking very fast. If one thinks there is no art in this, a
simple trial will prove them wrong.

Of course this form of cooking is fast dying out, since the young do not eat food
so rich. But for decades after the Civil War collards and rooter hogs, with cone
pone and potatoes, kept many families from starvation.

Hog-killing time is also becoming a thing of the past. Time was on the Neches
when smoke mounted to the sky in blazing fury from a rich- littered fire when the
day came to kill hogs. Three or four neighbors might be in to help with ridding the
guts, cleaning them, and stuffing sausage. The men would have gone to the
bottom before daylight to kill eight or ten hogs in their beds and haul them out.
The acorns and mast was usually good and these big three and four year old
hogs would be 'mud fat.'

Hot wash pots of water were readied by the women for their arrival, and the
scalding, scraping and cutting-up began. The best cook would be dispatched to
the kitchen with the first set of ribs and tenderloins to be fried for dinner. Wash
pots were filled with the cut-up surplus fat in the afternoon to cooked out for
grease. If an old hound didn't get in it, this became the lard supply for a year. If
times were too hard I don't suppose the little interference of the hound would
matter too much.

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The last smoke of the day roared from the huge chimneys that night as they
gathered around the fireplace. For who would think, after a tiring day together, of
going home until the morrow or even the next day?

At long last after all the grubby, greasy fingers had been washed after supper, the
dishes done, water drawn for breakfast, stove wood in, the milking done and the
milk strained, the women would join the men folk around that roaring, welcome
fire. They might stand in their long cotton-stripe dresses and high top shoes
before the fire and warm their hands and feet, for hog killing time must always be
in the coldest time of the year.

And then! Oh joyful remembrance for a child. As we sat and watched the firelight
play on the walls the oldsters carried us to the dying Texans at Goliad and the
Alamo; to Stonewall Jackson as he lay on the battlefield killed by his own soldiers;
to the victory at Bull Run and the crushing defeat at Gettysburg to Grandpa
Weaver, Crain, Havard, Ricks, and the thousands more who limped home in
despair and defeat from Lee's surrender at Appomattox. Ballads were sung of
daring deeds and Rhoda Caroline Page was often the singer.

Children who have not set at the feet of these tale-recounting forefathers, before a
pine-knot fire, strengthened with back logs of oak, have missed a wonderful
experience; an experience that may be cherished and brought out again and
relived as one sits before other fires.

The fire has died down now, the women folk have made down the beds, the kids
have washed their feet in the wash pan on the hearth stones, a 'Sears cloth' put
on the croupy ones, and, the women in the one room and the men in another,
have all begun to prepare for bed.

A child cries out and a mother stoops to pat his cheek, the firelight flickers and the
last tiny flame glows in the dark. A dog howls across the field, and is answered by
'ole Tige. Texas history is being made.

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                             By Miriam Havard Tatum

There were autumn afternoons just as serene and beautiful as this when I was a
child, and there was a large family in whose home I spent many happy days and
nights. Had it not been for this happy household I would have been a very lonely
little girl when I was growing up.

I can barely remember the father, 'Will Penn' as he was known among the other
Havards, for he passed away in the flu epidemic of 1918.

But there is hardly a memory of my early childhood that does not include Aunt
Ethel and her family. On such an afternoon as this I had probably run on to wade
in the deep leaves of the road bed, leaving a boy, Doyle, about my age, to bring
my books. There was certainly a scene pulled by a little girl the day Aunt Ethel
told him and the older girls not to carry my books.

But this afternoon perhaps he is still carrying them and Lula and I have to run on
to big mama to let me go to Aunt Ethel's. She has consented and we're running to
reach the cool branch where the sweet bays grow. Can't you feel the flow of that
old branch over your feet, you who have attended a little country school, just
before the first cold spell, when summer is foolishly trying to linger on"
Now we are raiding the 'safe' and peeling 'taters and hunting tea cakes. Aunt
Ethel is calling for us to go to the 'tater' house for more potatoes for tomorrow,
and we grab a dish pan or bushel basket and are off. Before we get to the low
'tater house we hear the sound of wheels, and we rush madly to finish, for Aunt
Ethel and the boys are going to the field for fodder and corn and we know we can
get some sugar cane.

Dark has descended before we return, and the soft glow of the coal oil lamps are
shinning from the old house. Zadie has churned, Ruby has cooked supper, Dacus
and baby Maurine are coming from the porch and Lula, Doyle and I scamper for
the bench and certain places. Aunt Ethel's sharp voice puts us at rights, and we
bow our heads.

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Can you not picture the joy of this family scene from forty years ago? If you have
ever been a lonely child you will know what it meant to me, and how it has
remained so vivid through the years. It is a simple meal, perhaps greens,
buttermilk, pork and potatoes with Ruby's famous corn bread muffins. But the
pleasure lay in the love and companionship a small girl found here.

After the evening meal a small fire is lighted, and perhaps the young man of the
family, Leon Havard, now of the Salem community, who had long since flown the
family coop, came in for the night. Or the neighbors, Aunt Mary Olds and son Jim,
might come over to 'stay awhile.'

On Sundays when I was down at Aunt Ethel's, Lula and I always invariably
wandered across the draw to the old
Tom Havard cemetery, where most of the
Havards are resting. We have spent countless hours placing the broken dishes,
bowls and vases on these graves, or cleaning and rearranging the snuff bottle
enclosure of the grave. Through the years the younger generations have
destroyed these relics of the country graveyards; some have been pilfered by
greedy collectors, for though the custom was to bring anything beautiful that had
been broken to the cemetery, there were a few rare perfect pieces. I regret this
desecrating of the long departed dead.

After all, we who walk this way today; who dream these dreams; who love
and are loved; who laugh with the freedom of youth, and sigh in the
decadence of years; who climb the hill swiftly today in youth's young
morning of life, and cling faintly to each step as the last; we too shall at long
last take up our abode in the silent church yards of our fathers.
                       "We shall not pass again this way.

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705 East Buffalo Street
Ithaca, New York November 19, 1949

Dear Mrs. Ellis,
Just this week I received a letter from Bishop William Thomas Havard at St.
Asaph's, North Wales. His letter gave much information on the Havards in
Wales. So I have made a copy of the history part for you. I imagine that he was
quite surprised that there are so many Havards in the United States. So now the
early history of the family is unfolding. The Welsh line is no doubt our own
ancestral line, and we can indeed be proud of our history and ancestry.

Someday I would like to go to Wales and see the Havard Chapel there in Brecon
Cathedral. Incidentally, I am an Episcopalian which is a branch of the Church of
England. Hence you can see that I have more than a passing interest in seeing
the Chapel that bears our name.

I hope to continue my correspondence with Bishop and tell him more of the
American branch. So some of your stories may be used in future letters.
However, there is one old story that I would like for you to look into. I heard
about it from several members of my family. They say that a Negro family now
bears the Havard name. The story went that they worked for the family back in
the old days. They liked the Havards so much because of their good treatment by
the family that they adopted our name. So would you look into this yarn. If it is
true I would like to send it on to the Bishop who would probably be surprised to
hear it.

I hope you enjoy the story of the Havards in Wales. You might also bring it to
the attention of other members of the family who are interested. If you think
they might be interested in having something like this read at the next reunion,
I will make up a special paper for someone to read to the members of the clan.

There is little other news to tell you at this time. The weather is cold here.
Yesterday we had some snow. It was so pretty. The flakes were so large and
fluffy they looked like pieces of cotton falling out of the clouds. However, most
of it melted soon after falling. My very best regards. As the Havard said in
olden times and still say, "Faith in God."

Your cousin,
Charles G. Havard

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Bishop William Thomas Havard at St. Asaph's, North Wales.

Excerpts from a letter from Bishop William Thomas Havard,

St. Asaph's Diocese, North Wales to Charles G. Havard, November 2, 1949.
Copy sent to Mrs. Hortense Ellis Freeman, November 19, 1949.

The first Havard was a Norman soldier of adventure, as were nearly all the
officers and entourage of William the Conqueror and his son, William II. The
surname derives from La Havre. I have reason to know that Havard is no
uncommon name in Normandy and even in Paris. Early in the 12th century,
William II sought to subjugate Wales and sent an expeditionary force under
Bernard de Neufmarche to conquer south and mid Wales. He had with him six
officers, one of whom was William Havard. They came up through Hereford till
they reached
Brecon, where they established the fortifications which later became
the stronghold of Brecon Castle. It appears that there had been a great slaughter
of the Welsh and so, following the custom of the Normans, they decided to set up
a Church (To be a cell of Battle Abbey, Sussex) to endow it and to hand it to the
Benedictines, where the souls of the slain might be remembered and prayed for.

So the old Saxon Church at Brecon was pulled down and the Priory Church set
up in its place. Most of the Norman soldiers settled in the land they had
conquered. The six officers were given a knighthood and a manor of lands;
William Havard being given a manor that surrounded the Priory Church.

The moated manor house in which he lived is now a very delightful farm house
that stands about three-quarters of a mile away from the Priory Church. The
moat, of course, is dry. The farm still bears his name, Pont Willym (William's

His grandson, or great-grandson, added a Chapel to the Priory Church, which
has always been know as the Havard Chapel, and a very beautiful chapel it is.
On the east wall of the Chapel may be found the arms of the Havards, and
underneath the legend "Faith in God." The motto usually appeared as "Faith in
God quoth Havard". It has always been a matter of interest, if not a problem, to
me to know why the Havards, at this stage, had their motto in English, for
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was the language of the Court. And English remained a peasant tongue until
the great Chaucer established its status.

And so the Havards settled in Breconshire, and became rather numerous. They
remained for the most part soldiers right down to the time of George I. As you
will remember from your history, the bowmen of Breconshire played a very
famous part in Agincourt, Crecy and Poictiers; numbers of Havards who led
them in these famous engagements were knighted on the field of battle.

At the end of the 17th and in the 18th Centuries off-shoots of the Havard family
settled in Carmarthenshire and in Pembrokeshire. The Carmarthenshire branch
has almost ceased to exist but the Pembrokeshire one is still strong. Incidentally,
the Pembrokeshire branch is rather noted for the number of outstanding medical
doctors turned out. The Carmarthenshire branch turned out quite a considerable
number of Clergy, and not few of them held important dignities in the Church.

The Breconshire clan was a good deal more numerous than it is today.
Physically, they stood out above the natives and this has remained true to this
day. The large majority of them are six feet and over, and not the least common
feature has been their somewhat ruddy complexion.

I personally belong to the Breconshire branch. It may be of interest to you to
know that I was at one time a Canon of Brecon Cathedral. (The old Priory
Church became a Cathedral in 1923, when the Diocese of Swansea and Brecon
was carved out of St. David's Diocese.

I was very interested to have your letter and to hear that the Havard family is
well and truly represented in America! The Havards have traditionally been
interested in the land they have always been regarded as exceptionally good
horsemen. I am not, therefore, surprised to hear that many of them have taken to
farming and cattle raising.

(The above short history of the Havards was included in a letter to Charles G.
Havard who was living in at 705 East Buffalo Street, Ithaca, New York. Charles G.
Havard, son of Julius Havard of Liberty County. See beginning of McMullen

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Mrs. Andrew Ebb Ellis (affectionately known as 'Cousin Jimmie' by all the
Havards) is the daughter of Rev. Stephen James Havard, a pioneer Baptist
preacher. Cousin Jmmie's daughter, Mrs. R. D. (Hortense) Freeman, has recently
returned from a visit with her daughter in London, England. While there they
drove down to Wales and visited at Brecon Cathedral. We are indebted to
Hortense for the following account of that visit:

By Hortense Ellis Freeman:

Through the correspondence of Bishop William Thomas Havard of Wales and the
late Charles G. Havard of Houston, we have learned much of the history of our
family. In 1949 Charles sent a copy of a letter which he had received from the
bishop to my mother, Mrs. Jimmie Havard Ellis. Among other interesting facts
in the letter was one concerning a special room in
Brecon Cathedral in Wales
named HAVARD CHAPEL. At that time I never thought that I would ever have
the opportunity to visit the Cathedral.

This opportunity came, however, at Christmas in 1968 when I went to visit my
daughter (Nancy Jane Freeman) who lives in London, England. Together with
her family, we made the drive into Wales on Saturday, December 28,a distance
of 150 miles from London. We arrived at our hotel in Brecon after dark, too late
to try to see the Cathedral.
The next morning we drove to the Cathedral which has been standing as it is
today for six hundred years, and approached the entrance. We were tugging at
the heavy massive doors when an attendant greeted us; I quickly explained my
mission and he said, "Come this way and I will show you the Havard Chapel."
We walked into the small room which is completely furnished for use as a small
auditorium would be. A dark velvet curtain hung behind the pulpit or alter, as it
is called in the Church of England, which is the denomination of the Cathedral.
The guide took us behind the curtain to show us the Havard headstone set into
the wall which he said had once been a grave marker. The stone had R H carved
across the top and a cow head carved below the initials. At the bottom of the stone
was the family motto: "Hope in God."

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I then explained to the attendant how I had learned about the Cathedral through
the letter from the Bishop in 1949. At this point, he said, "Come this way and I
will show you the bishop's grave." He has been dead for some fifteen years."

Near the building was the grave of Bishop William Thomas Havard.
I stayed for the regular eleven o'clock service, but my mind was hardly in an
attitude of worship. I was so excited to be there. With the limited time that I had, I
listened and learned all that I could of the Havards in Wales.

I bought some slides and I was given several souvenirs of the Cathedral. Then the
little church man said, "Good-bye. Come again in the Spring."

I had a feeling that he did not realize the great amount of water and land that
separates Angelina County, Texas from Brecon, Wales.

It would be wonderful, I think, if some serious research could be done on tracing
our Havard line back through Mississippi, thence to Georgia and on to Wales. It
would be a fascinating and rewarding project, but somewhat expensive and very
time consuming.

Nick names can be confusing. Soon after I started work on compiling a record of
the family I took the 1860 and 1870 census records and tried to locate, or account
for, all the members of the family as shown on the census records and tried to
locate, or account for, all the members of the family as shown on the census
records of Angelina County. I soon 'lost' several members of the family and had to
do lots of hunting and searching before I could find them.

It was a long time before I could find anyone who could tell me who
Singleton Havard was. When I did find out, everyone knew him a 'Dunk' Havard.

Then there was Jeremiah Havard, Jr. who, several thought, had died in childhood.
I finally learned that 'Uncle Mage' was in reality, Jeremiah, Jr. Then there was a
'Sank" Havard in Liberty County who was said to be a son of Henry Harris Havard.
But the census records for 1860 and 1870 do not show anyone named 'Sank' in

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family. When it was cleared up, 'Sank's' real name was Jeremiah, the second
child of Henry and Tinsey, but generally know by all the family as 'Sank'.

I supposed that most members of the family know about the story of the two
Charles Havards - one called
'Charlie Wolf' and the other 'Honest Charles,' but for
the benefit of future generations it might be well to repeat it here. It seems that Mr.
James W. Poland who lived in the neighborhood, had two daughters who were
married to two Charles Havards One of the Charles eloped with and married his
daughter, and Mr. Poland spoke of him as 'Charles Wolf.' (Charles James Havard
married Sarah Cordelia Poland.)

The other Charles went to Mr. Poland and ask him for his daughter's hand in
marriage and Mr. Poland always referred to him as 'Honest Charles.' (Charles
Daily Havard married Martha Taressa Poland)

Until I started on this work I had not realized that there had been so many Baptist
preachers in the family. I may have overlooked some of them but I have the
following listed: Stephen James,
William Frank, Lonzo Cason, James William,
Thomas Oliver, William Joseph (Joel), and James Dalton.

The family is noted too for its carpenters, cabinet makers, and school teachers.
And many members of the family are in business of some kind. Even so, quite a
number have stayed with the family's first love - farming and cattle raising.

I have never known of but one Havard holding a political office. In my searches of
the early records of the family I find that Jeremiah Havard, Sr. was one of the
County Commissioners back in 1859. The records show that he, along with
Commissioner Samuel Mantooth and W. G. Largent, signed a deed for Angelina
County to sell two lots the county owned in Homer, the deed being dated May 29,
1859. The family just doesn't seem to lean much to politics. Most, if not all of
them, are democrats of the old school - sound and solid, instead of the noisy,
ultra, liberal branch of the party.

They are patriotic and loyal to their country and have served it well from a military
standpoint. It is believed that the first members of the family arrived in American
around 1790-1800, too late to have served in the American Revolution. We have
record of Jeremiah Havard, Sr. being in the military service just before the

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American was of 1845. He was in the Tenth Regiment of Mississippi and
commissioned a Major in Marion County, Mississippi on November 12, 1841. The
family stood with the South during the Civil War, as mentioned earlier, and many
members served in World War I and World War II.

There are three Havard cemeteries in Angelina County; The 'Dunk' Havard
Cemetery located in the Saron community; The Tom Havard Cemetery located
near the Tom Havard original old home place on 'El Camino del Rio' (the old river
road), and the Bill Havard Cemetery about two miles down the road South of the
Tom Havard Cemetery.

Again, I express the hope that someday soon, some member if the family will do
much more research on the Havards and write a history that will be interesting
and with many missing facts filled in.

Wood McMullen, August 15, 1969

(Note: Thomas Wood McMullen was born October 17, 1896 and died October 27,
1982, in Lufkin, Angelina County, Texas. He was the son of Thomas Cary
McMullen and
Drusilla Ann Havard. Drusilla was the daughter of Thomas Havard,
Jr. and Lucy Grimes. Thomas Havard, Jr. was the son of Thomas Havard, Sr. and

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1 male not 5 years (Jeremiah (Sank) Havard 5/11/1839)
1 male 20 to 30 years (Henry Harris Havard 1811)
1 female not 5 years (Elizabeth Havard 1838)
1 female 5 to 10 years old
1 female 20 to 30 years old (Tensey Denny Havard 4/2/1812)

2 males under 5 years Thomas Havard, Jr. 7/11/1835
Charles D. Havard 1839
1 male 5 to 10 years Walter Havard 1832
1 male 20 to 30 years Thomas Havard, Sr. 5/8/1805
1 female 5 to 10 years Mary Ann Havard 1830
1 female under 5 years
1 female 20 to 30 years Nancy 10/17/1808
(George Havard, born 1842, Sarah Havard, born 1845, William Frank born
6/15/1846, and Susan Havard born 1850)

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1 male under 5 years (William Franklin Havard 9/6/1837 )
2 males 5 to 10 years (Pleasant T. Havard 3/1832)
(Charles Havard 12/20/1839)
1 male 30 to 40 years (Jeremiah Havard, Sr. 6/6/1803)
1 female 5 to 10 years (Louisa Havard 1834)
1 female 10 to 15 years (Mary Jane Havard 111/18/1837)
1 female 30 to 40 years (Elizabeth Cross Havard 1/4/1809)

14, 1850
HAVARD, Jeremiah 47 W M Farming Ga. (Jeremiah Havard, Sr)
Elizabeth 41 W F Wife S.C. (Elizabeth C Havard)
Jane 23 W F Daughter Ala (Mary Jane Havard)
Charles 21 W M Son Miss. (Charles Havard)
P 18 W M Son Miss. (Pleasant T Havard)
L 16 W M Son Miss. (Louisa Havard)
William 14 W M Son Miss. (William F Havard)
B. 10 W M Son Miss. (Benjamin W Havard)
Jeremiah, Jr. 7 W M Son Miss. (Jeremiah Havard, Jr)
James 5 W M Son Miss. (Stephen J Havard)
G.W.L.H. 3 W M Son Miss. (George W L Havard)
West 43 W M Miss. (West Havard)

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Name Age Occupation Real Estate Born
HENRY HAVARD 49 Farmer $1,107.00 Miss.
Tinsey C. Havard 37 Miss.
Elizabeth Havard 22 Miss.
Jeremiah Havard 21 Farmer Miss.
Matilda Havard 16 Miss.
Henry H. Havard 14 Miss.
John W. Havard 19 Farmer Miss.
Alexander Havard 11 Miss.
David W. Havard 5 Miss.

Walter Havard 30 Farmer $260.00 Miss.
Kandacia Havard 28 La.
Elbert Havard 5 Texas
Sarah Havard 3 Texas
Mary L. Havard 2 Texas
Nancy A. Havard 4 mo. Texas

Thomas Havard 56 Farmer $840.00 Ga.
Nancy Havard 53 Ga.
Charles D. Havard 21 Miss.
Thomas Havard 19 Miss.
George Havard 18 Miss.
Sarah C. Havard 15 Miss.
William P. Havard 12 Miss.
Susan Havard 10 Miss.

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Name Age Occupation Real Estate Born
JEREMIAH HAVARD 56 Farmer $940.00 Ga.
Elizabeth Havard 50 S.C.
Mary J. Havard 33 Ala.
William Havard 19 Farmer Miss.
Jeramiah Havard 16 Farmer Miss.
Steven J. Havard 13 Miss.
George W. Havard 12 Miss.
Tinsey A. Havard 10 Miss.

WILLIAM HAVARD 22 Farmer $120.00 Miss.
Frances Havard 15 Ala.

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Name Age Occupation Real Estate Born
BEN HAVARD 30 Farmer $160.00 Miss.
Mrs. Nancy Havard 28 Housekeeper Ga.
Jennie Havard 3 Texas
Sophronie Havard 2 Texas
Jane Havard 5 mo Texas

THOMAS HAVARD 65 Stockman $1,200.00 Ga.
Mrs. Nancy Havard 55 Housekeeper Miss.

THOMAS HAVARD, JR. 35 Farmer Miss.
Mrs. Lucy Havard 26 Housekeeper Ala.
Rose Havard 3 Texas
Mary C. Havard 2
Charlie Havard 1
FRANK HAVARD 24 Farmer Miss.
Mrs. Amanda Havard 25 Housekeeper Miss.
Nancy Havard 3 Texas
Susan Havard 2 Texas
Joseph Havard 1 Texas
CANDACE HAVARD 36 Housekeeper La.
Elbert Havard 14 Texas
Sarah Havard 13 Texas
Mary Havard 12 Texas
Nancy Havard 10 Texas
Maggie Havard 8 Texas

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Name Age Occupation Real Estate Born
WILLIAM HAVARD 32 Stockman $75.00 Miss.
Mrs. Frances Havard 25 Housekeeper Ala.
Pleasant Havard 9 Texas
Joel Havard 7 Texas
Larkin Havard 5 Texas
Charlie Havard 3 Texas
Ben Havard 2 Texas
John Havard 4 mo Texas

CHARLES HAVARD 40 Farmer $300.00 Miss.
Mrs. Susan Havard 23 Miss
Marion Havard 2 Texas

JERAMIAH HAVARD, JR. 27 Farmer Miss.
Mrs. Margarie Havard 22 Housekeeper Ala.
Isabel Havard 3 Texas
Jerry Havard 2 Texas

JEREMIAH HAVARD 66 Stockman $1,200.00 Ga.
Mrs. Elizabeth Havard 61 Housekeeper S.C.
Jane Havard 40 Ala.

JAMES HAVARD 24 Farmer Miss.
Mrs. Jane Havard 35 Housekeeper Miss.
William Havard 4 Texas
Susan Havard 1 Texas

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Name Age Occupation Real Estate Born
HENRY HAVARD 58 Stockman $1.500.00 Miss.
Mrs. Tinzie Havard 56 Housekeeper Miss.
Alexander Havard 20 Farm Laborer Texas
David Havard 18 Texas
Martha Cloburn 25 Housekeeper Miss.
Lavisie Cloburn 3 Texas
James Neal 7 Miss.

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ENUM. 6/23/1880
HAVARD, Harris H. 33 M (Sore Leg) Farmer Miss.
Eugenia 29 F Wife Miss.
William H. 9 M Son Texas
Julian 7 M Son Texas
Lorenza 3 M Son Texas
Gardner D. 11/12 M Son Texas

HAVARD, Alexander S Dunk 30 M Farmer Texas
Martha 26 F (Asthma) Wife La.
John 7 M Son Texas
Buril 4 M Son Texas
James O. 1 M Son Texas

HAVARD, Thomas, Jr. 44 M Farmer Texas
Lucy 35 F Wife Texas
Rose Ann 13 F Daughter Texas
Mary Catherine 12 F Daughter Texas
Charles D. 9 M Son Texas
Nancy D. 7 M Son Texas
William Penn 6 M Son Texas
Oliver Thomas 2 M Son Texas
Drusilla Ann 7/12 F Daughter Texas
HAVARD, Elbert H 24 M Farmer Texas
Texana 21 F Wife Texas
Robert W. 3 M Son Texas
Sarah E. 6/12 F Daughter Texas
HAVARD, Candacy 45 F Housekeeper La.
Margaret I. 19 F Daughter Texas
HAVARD, Nancy 71 F Housekeeper Ga.
Sarah H. 34 F Daughter Miss.
Samuel E. 6 M Son Miss.
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HAVARD, Jeramiah, Jr. 37 M Farmer Miss.
Nancy N. 32 F Wife Ala.
Isabell 13 F Daughter Texas
Jeramiah 12 M Son Texas
Charles M 10 M Son Texas
Elizabeth 7 F Daughter Texas
Allen 5 M Son Texas
John A. 2 M Son Texas

ENUM. 6/25/1880
HAVARD, William F. 42 M Baptist Minister Miss.
Frances 35 F Wife Ala.
William, Jr. 18 M Son Texas
Jeramiah Larkin 15 M Son Texas
Charles J. 13 M Son Texas
Benjamin Wm. 12 M Son Texas
John Thomas 10 M Son Texas
Caroline E. 8 F Daughter Texas
Mary Frances 6 F Daughter Texas
Adline Jane 4 F Daughter Texas
Lonzo Cason 2 M Son Texas
HAVARD, Jeramiah 76 M Farmer Ga.
Elizabeth 66 F Wife S.C.
Mary Jane 53 F Daughter Ala.
Baird, Thomas B 27 M Hired Texas
Mosley, Thomas 19 M Hired Texas
Ridgell, Elizabeth 37 F Hired La.

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HAVARD, Charles 50 M Farmer Miss.
Susan 30 F Wife Miss.
Francis Marion 11 M Son Texas
Leroy T. 8 M Son Texas
James S. 6 M Son Texas
William F. 5 M Son Texas
Luiza O. 2 F Daughter Texas
Charles 1/12 M Son Texas
HAVARD, Benjamin W. 38 M Cow raiser Miss.
Nancy 37 F Wife GA.
Virginia 13 F Daughter Texas
Sophronia 11 F Daughter Texas
Mary Jane 10 F Daughter Texas
Frances Ella 8 F Daughter Texas
Clancy 6 F Daughter Texas
Bursell, Rufus 18 M Apprentice La.
Hambrick, John 24 M Cooper Ala
HAVARD, Pleasant L. 20 M Farmer Texas
Edie Ann 21 F Wife Texas
HAVARD, James S. 34 M Baptist Preacher Miss.
Louisa Jane 44 F Wife Minn.
P. Wm. P. 13 M Son Texas
Louisa W. 11 F Daughter Texas
James (Jimmie) 5 M Son Texas
Theodosia E. 8 F Daughter Texas
Minola 1 F Daughter Texas
McIntosh, Effie 25 F Step-daughter Texas
McIntosh, Nancy J 23 F Step-daughter Texas
McIntosh, Sarah L. 18 F Step-daughter Texas

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HAVARD, W. F. J. 36 M Farmer Miss.
Mandy E. 36 F Wife Ala.
Nancy J. 13 F Daughter Texas
Susan E. 12 F Daughter Texas
Joseph Eli 11 M Daughter Texas
William T. 9 M Son Texas
Stephen J. 7 M Son Texas
Marion F. 2 M Son Texas
Jefferson F. 7/12 M Son Texas

HAVARD, James W 33 M Farmer Miss.
Sarah 30 F H. K. Miss
James 8 M Texas
Letha A. 5 F Texas
Viola 1 F Texas
HAVARD, Jeremiah (*) 31 M Farmer Miss.
Rhoda 23 F H.K. Ala.
John 3 M Texas
Ada E. 2 F Texas
Henry Harris 23 M Farmer Miss.
(*) This Jeremiah Havard was the son of Henry Harris Havard and
better known to his family and friends as Sank Havard. The maiden
name of his wife was Rhoda C. Page, who was first married to Charles
D. Havard, the son of Thomas Havard, Sr., September 8, 1861, After his
death she was married to Jeremiah "Sank" Havard, December 7, 1865.

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June 1880
HAVARD, David L. 23 White Male Farmer Texas
Sallie 23 W Fem Wife Texas
Robert E . 5 W M Son Texas
Jackson 10/12 W M Son Texas
Nobles, Curtis 40 W M Worker Miss.
HAVARD, Sank 41 W M Farmer Miss.
Rodie C. 36 W F Wife Ala.
John 13 W M Son Texas
Ada E. 11 W F Daughter Texas
Ida 9 W F Daughter Texas
Norman 7 W M Son Texas
Harriet 4 W F Daughter Texas
Thomas Wood McMullen
Author of The Havard Family Book