Field Worker: Maurice R. Anderson
Date: October 29, 1937
Name: Mr. J.L. Wood
Residence: Maysville, Oklahoma
Date of Birth: September 7, 1867
Place of Birth: Texas
Father: Fred Wood
Mother: Sally West, born in North Carolina
I was born September 7, 1867, in a covered wagon on the plains of Texas.
My father went through the Civil War, fighting the
Comanche Indians, without getting hurt, and according to what my mother told me, he was
killed a few weeks after I was born by a band of Indians while helping with a bunch of
I came to the Indian Territory in 1886, when I was
eighteen years old. I came into this country expecting to make my home here as my
mother had died a few years before and I was left on my own.
All I owned at that time was my horse and saddle, a few dollars and a few
blankets for bedding.
I crossed Red River into the Choctaw Nation.
After inquiring at different stores I came to, I finally learned that a railroad was being
built from Fort Smith to Paris, Texas. I finally
located where the grading crew was at work. I asked for a job and was given
one. I was put on as a teamster and was paid twenty-five dollars a month and
board. This was the Frisco railroad.
I remember a place called Boggy. There was a store
there and that was where we had our hardest time, crossing through that bottom. I
worked three months before I received a payday. The railroad company had a
commissary and we could buy what we wanted and it would be charged to us. When I was
paid I only owed three dollars. I quit the railroad and settled at a place called Scullyville,
in the Choctaw Nation. I leased some land and began to farm.
At that time you could get all the land you wanted to farm for ten dollars
a year by leasing from an Indian. A ten to twenty acre farm was a large farm, or a
large crop for one man to handle. There was lots of wild game and I didn't have to
worry about having something to eat.
I raised corn and some cotton. The first crop I raised I only had my
saddle horse to farm with and used a six inch turning plow to break the ground with.
I used a georgia stock to lay off the rows with and planted my corn and cotton by
hand and covered it with my foot. I would drop two or three grains of corn in the
furrow and rake dirt over it with my foot.
I was married at Sculleyville in 1891. At that time
you didn't have to get a marriage license. All you had to do was get the girl and go
to preacher and give him two dollars and he would marry you. He charged two dollars
more for going to Fort Smith and having the marriage put on the
record. After I was married I moved to old Oklahoma and settled on a farm about two
miles from Sacred Heart Mission, near a place called Georgetown in
Violet Springs was the toughest town in old
Oklahoma. I knew of twenty-five men who were killed there at the saloon.
I made up twenty-five dollars and bought one acre of ground. That
acre was used for the first Cemetery at Violet Springs. When I was
making up this money to buy the ground to start the cemetery on, I asked a man living
there at Violet Springs to give one dollar. He said he didn't have
anyone to bury. Within two months two of his sons were killed and they were buried
in the new cemetery.
I was a deputy sheriff of Pottawatomie County and our main trouble was
running down horse thieves. I remember in 1895, I had to go to Oklahoma
City on business and I took a wagon load of corn at the time with
me. I remember I put my wagon and team and load of corn in the wagon yard. The
wagon yard was located about where the main part of the business district is now, and the
man who owned the wagon yard wanted to trade his wagon yard for my wagon and team.
The sheds and the surrounding ground covered about an acre of ground. I told him I
wouldn't have it. If I had known then what I do now, I would have given him a dozen
wagons and teams for that piece of ground.
When the Seminole Country was open for leasing, my brother-in-law and I
took up the first lease, near where Konawa is now. We got all we
made off of the land for five years for putting it in cultivation.