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Moss, C. L.
Field Worker, John F. Daugherty
July 27, 1937
Birth Date: January 20, 1858
Birthplace: Missouri
Father: Jerry Moss, born in Kentucky, 1823
Mother: Isabelle Wilson, born in Missouri, 1824
My father was Jerry Moss, born in Kentucky in 1823. He was a
farmer. Mother was Isabelle Wilson, born in Missouri in 1824.
There were five children in our family. I was born in Missouri
January 20, 1858.
In the fall of 1879 seven wagons started from Missouri to
Texas. We stopped on the Missouri-Oklahoma line and worked
two or three months, then proceeded south.
We got down near the Texas line and stopped to camp late one
evening. There were some more campers across the creek and
that night we gathered around the campfire to visit. Our
neighbors told us what a fine country we were passing through
and to what a droughty place we were going.
We turned around the next morning and drove back to Lawrence Lake
(Lowrance?), south east of what is now Sulphur, in Murray County.
At that time it was Tishomingo County, Chickasaw Nation.
Our first house was one small log cabin with a rough board floor.
We hauled the lumber for the floor from Stringtown, in the
Choctaw Nation. I made a stick and mud chimney and covered the
house with clapboard, made in the woods near my . This was
on Judge Ben Carter's farm. We used water from a spring.
On April 22, 1889, I made the run into Old Oklahoma. I rode a
white cow pony. We were all lined up on the south side of the
South Canadian River and when the guns were fired at high noon
we plunged into the river. Such a splashing and scrambling to
see who would be the first to reach the opposite side.
I ran three miles and staked my claim one mile east and one
mile south of Norman. There was no town there then, just a
depot and section house. I filed on this claim soon after and
paid the Government a dollar and a quarter an acre for my one
hundred sixty acres. This gave me full possession of the land,
and I didn't have to live on it unless I wanted to. Otherwise
I would have been required to live on it five to seven years
before I could claim it as my own.
I built a two room house of pine lumber and my wife and I lived here
fourteen months and moved back to the Chickasaw Nation, near Mill
Creek.
I had a good pony team, as did my brother and we freighted for Jimmy
Davidson, who had the store in Mill Creek. In those days one store
made a town. we hitched both teams to one wagon and hauled cotton in
the fall to Denison. We hauled five bales each trip. This cotton
belonged to Mr. Davidson, who had taken it in payment of accounts at
the store. On our return trip we were loaded with merchandise for the
store. We often went to Caddo, also. It was fifty-two miles to Caddo
and seventy-five miles to Denison, and it took from five to six days
to make the round trip.
There were no railroads closer than these two places so the freight
had to be hauled in wagons. We were never molested by outlaws or
Indians, although we camped two or three nights on each trip. We
didn't carry a gun. It was against the law to carry a gun in Texas,
so we didn't carry one in the Territory either.
After I moved near Davis I freighted for Sam Davis from Denison.
One day in the winter four of us were returning from a freighting
trip. Sam was along this time, and each of us had a wagon loaded
with goods. We crossed the Red River above Thompson Ferry to avoid
the ferry fee of one dollar. The second team to try to ford the
river got into quicksand. Then we had to do some quick acting to
get them out. I had a good team, so I hitched on to the back of
the wagon and jerked one side at a time out of the sand. It was
noon when we got on the bank on the Territory side. We stopped
long enough to feed our teams and eat a snack. Then we started
north. When night came on we could find no place to camp where
there was water, so we camped without water. The next morning we
had driven only two or three miles when a northern struck us. It
was dreadfully cold. We got to Robber's Roost by noon, and there
was plenty of water. We were very hungry, but we had nothing to
eat but canned goods. Sam opened some of his canned food, made
some coffee, and we had a feast.
It was getting colder, and we were at the edge of Twelve Mile
Prairie. How we dreaded the trip across that cold strip of land.
By waling part of the way we got across by dark and camped in the
timber on the north side. We were barely through with our supper
when it began to lighten and thunder. The storm broke in all its
fury, and it rained and froze. We slept in the wagons on top of
the goods. The wagons were covered with bows and sheets. The
next morning it was very difficult for the teams to walk on the
frozen ground. We ate dinner north of Tishomingo and got to the
Froman Ranch, near the present site of Sulphur, that night. We
slept in the ranch house as it was raining again. The next day
we drove on to Washita, where Sam's store was located in a tent.
That was one trip we never forgot, and we were more than glad to
get those goods unloaded and get to our warm fireplaces.
I had a team and slip working on the Santa Fe Railroad grade when
it was being built in 1886. I boarded myself and team. We were
required to work ten hours a day for which we were paid two
dollars and a half. One day our boss got on a horse and rode off
with our months pay. We never saw him again and our money was gone.
I quit and went after that.
I was married March 1, 1888, to Isabelle Chronister, northeast of
Davis. We didn't have a license, a Methodist preacher married us
at Isabelle's .
There were no buggies at this time, so we went to dances in wagons.
Three of four boys would get a wagon and team and drive around to
the s of our girls, take them in the wagon with us and away we
would go to the dance. After it was over we would drive back to
each of the girl's and after the last one was delivered safely
to her the boy owning the team and wagon would take each of the
other boys . sometimes we went on a horse, with our girl riding
behind us. We used to go twelve or fifteen miles to a dance.
I am the father of eight children. I have lived continuously on this
farm southeast of Sulphur since 1912.
Transcribed by Brenda Choate and
Dennis
Muncrief, September, 2000.
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