Albert Jeffery, we believe was about the first of the third generation
          to leave the Jeffery strong hold - Mt. Olive, to seek a career  elsewhere.
          About the year 1890 or a little later he moved to Hunt County,
          Texas.  Farmed there for perhaps 20 years, when he again moved, this time
          going down near the Gulf of Southern Texas, and bought some farming land
          near San Benito.
                Albert is a man of more than ordinary intelligence; keeps well posted
          on topics in general; liked by all who know him, and is a true Christian
          from belief and practice.  And no man has a better help-meet than Nellie --
          his wife.

           Henry Harris was a man of noble traits and character.  He was one of the
          most devoted Christian men in the entire neighborhood.  Was an ernest and
          enthusiastic worker during protracted meeting occasions.  Able and ernest
          in public prayer, a lovely singer, and took much delight in attending
          meetings.  Even in his later years he, with his wife would visit kin and
          friends and would sit and sing the old religious hymns, often commenting on
          the words of the verses.  Henry's death was a great loss to the pastors who
          served the churches in all that vicinity.

           Emmett Jeffery, after completing a high school course at Melbourne went to
          Mountain View and took up the study of law.  Was admitted to the Bar in
          1889.  He won a seat in the House of Representatives from Stone County over
          strong opposition in 1901.  Did not seek re-election, but moved to New Port
          in 1903 to continue his law practice.  In 1905 was elected Prosecuting
          Attorney for the Third Ark.  Judicial District, and re-elected in 1907.  In
          1909 he was elected Circuit Judge of same District, holding that position
          till 1915, when he resigned to accept a diplomatic appointment to Uruguay
          under President Wilson's Administration. ( Emmett was one of this writer's
          closest friends in young manhood, and from long and intimate acquaintance
          know him to have been a man of sterling worth and unimpeachable character).
          He was the only one of this family up to this time to reach National Honors.

                 S. Marcus Bone is a prominent man throughout North Arkansas.  He was
          elected State Senator from the Sixth Senatorial District in Ark.  And
          served from 1918 to 1922.  Has been Judge of the Third Judicial District
          since Jan. 1, 1927.  He is now, and has been a member of the State Board of
          Education since 1931.

           Walter D. Wallace attended the Melbourne High School; taught several terms
          in different schools of  Izard County.  He was elected County and Probate
          Judge and served in that capacity from 1914 to 1919.
           After leaving this office he moved to Okla., where he died.

           Walter Wallace, as above stated, Byron Jeffery, Eugene Jeffery, Ewing and
          Ernest Landers -- perhaps -- Oran, also May and Lena Hanks, Leota Wallace
          and perhaps others not now remembered have taught in the public schools of
          Izard and other Counties.

           Warren Wolf attended school at Melbourne.  In 1898 he enlisted in Co "M",
          2nd.  Ark.  Regt.  Enlisted as a private, promoted to Corporal, then to
          Sergt.  Discharged with the Regt. at Anniston, Ala. Feb. 25, 1899.
           In 1916 he served with "C." Company 1st.  Oklahoma Infantry on Mexican
          Border, discharged Feb. 17, 1917. Again re-enlisted.  June 25, 1917 in "G."
          Company, 143 Infantry A. E. F., organized at Houston, Texas, and a part of
          the 36th  Division.  This Division was 11 months over seas.  When the GAS
          (Chemical Warfare service) Service was organized in the U.S. Army, he was
          appointed Regimental Gas N. C.O. and trained the Regiment in defensive gas
          warfare, and acted in this capacity until his discharge June 14, 1919 at
          Camp Bowie, Fort Worth, Texas.
           Warren Wolf was one of the nicest and neatest men it has ever been this
          writers privilege to know.  We were tent mates in Spanish-American War
          while at Chicamauga, Ga., and afterward at Anniston, Ala., and I wish to
          say here that a Volunteer Army Camp is a place that will test ones morals.
          WARREN STOOD THAT TEST.
           Owing to his keeping his personal apparel nice and clean, his gun bright
          and shining and his shoes polished, he never had to "Walk the Beat" around
          the Regimental Camp as sentry, but was invariably chosen on his days of
          sentry duty as Orderly for some one of the Commanding Officers of the
          Division, a duty of some honor for a Non-Com.

           Space will not permit mention of all these people who served and are
          serving as honorable and upright citizens of the country in which they
          reside. While few have attained to prominence yet the great majority mingle
          freely in the best of circles, and assume their duty in civic affairs.

           Forrest Jeffery began his business career at Mt. Olive directly after the
          Rail Road came through Mt. Olive.  He sold goods there for a few years,
          then moved to Batesville and continued in the business for a number of
          years. Left there and went to Calico Rock and sold goods there for a few
          years, then returned to Batesville, where he now resides.  He was just
          recently (August 1938)elected Tax Collector of Independence County in the
          Democratic Primary -- the general election still pending.  His brother
          Harry Jeffery is now engaged in the mercantile business in Batesville.

           The following have chosen the Medical profession: two of Miles' boys,
          Robert and Finis, Theodore and his son, Vogel, Paul Jeffery and Jeffery
          Hayden.

           Among the number who have engaged in the Mercantile trade may be
          mentioned, Roy N. Jeffery. His first venture was at the mouth of Twin
          Creek, where he went  busted. Roy has engaged at different times in several
          kinds of trade.  At present he is running a  retail and wholesale lumber
          yard in Batesville, besides having several other side lines.

           Philip M. Jeffery, (Uncle Phil to many) was a soldier in the Civil war,
          wounded in the battle at Shiloh by a bursting shell; was near by when Gen.
          Albert Sydney Johnson fell, and saw him helped off his horse.  Returning
          from the war he engaged in farming for a few years.  At idle times when
          river was clear he would take his boat and gig and soon get what fish the
          family could use, he being an expert with the gig.  He also killed many
          deer in the river at night while they were feeding on the river moss on the
          shallow bars.  A light on the boat would shine their eyes, making a plain
          target for the hunter.
                About 1880 and on until the Road was extended from Batesville up
          White River in 1891 the rafting of cedar pilling, posts and poles was one
          of the main industries that river country.  He engaged in this business --
          buying the cedar after it was hauled to riverbank, rafting and running it
          to Batesville,   where it found a ready market.  His son, Albert was his
          main pilot, who soon became very proficient in the  management of the rafts
          through the many close places along the course of the stream.

           The following obituary will show his later life's work --"Jeffery -- the
          Presbytery of Paris adopted the following resolutions and directed that a
          copy be sent to the surviving widow: whereas, God has called our beloved
          and elder brother, Rev. Jeffery, from the church militant to the church
          triumphant since our last meeting, he having departed this life on May 26,
          1911; therefore Resolved, first, that as a Presbytery we record our sincere
          appreciation of his sweet spirit in entire consecration to Christ and the
          Presbyterian Church in his love for, and loyalty, to the Gospel of Son of
          God, for from him the message of Good News was sounded out in all its
          sincerity and the Word of God was truly his rule of
          faith and practice.
           Second, while we extend to  Mrs. Jeffrey and the family our sincere
          sympathy on this occasion, assuring them of our prayerful consideration, we
          would direct them to the, fact that his liberated spirit has been
          enfranchised with the General Assembly of the First Born, and to which we
          are journeying in the full assurance of faith; therefore, " As God is not a
          God of the dead, but of the living, we regard all saints who have gone
          before as alive forever more."  So has passed from among us a good man,
          well beloved.  Mr. Jeffery was a man of sterling worth.  He was a
          confederate soldier- served as "Sergeant Jeffery", a title by which he was
          endeared by his companions in arms.
           He entered the ministry late in life, being 40 years old when he came
          under the care of the Presbytery, and was 46 when ordained.  But the solid
          qualities of mind and heart that made him a brave soldier and a good
          citizen prior to that time were valuable elements in his earnest, spiritual
          and fruitful ministry for 27 years of active service following his
          licensure.  He was licensed in 1879, and ordained
          By the Presbytery of  La Crosse, synod of White River, of the Cumberland
          Presbyterian Church.  A greater of his ministry was in the State of Arkansas.
           Coming to Texas 10 years ago he gave the closing years of his blessed
          ministry to the Bogata, Bethel and Rugby churches of the Presbytery of Red
          River, which after the union by consolidation became the Presbytery of Paris.
           He fell asleep at the ripe age of 74.  He was a Mason and an Odd Fellow,
          and his heart was full: of fraternal spirit that made those affiliations a
          delight both to himself and his mystic brotherhoods.  He was tenderly
          nursed by his brothers in his last illness, and both lodges attended his
          burial, the Masonic ritual being rendered at the grave.
           He is survived by the wife who shared all his ministerial joys and
          privations, and by four sons and a number of grandchildren.  His
          ministerial brethern and the community where he labored hold him in
          reverence and affection.
                   J.M. Templeton

           I cannot refrain from making mention in these sketches of a family of
          young people banded together at Mt. Olive in the 80s and 90s under the
          assumed name of  "Dutton".  All youngsters in their 'teens, lively and full
          of fun enjoying their days of recreation together in pleasure and jollity.
          Most every Sunday found all congregated for Sunday school in the forenoon,
          frequently meeting afternoon for singing at the old brick house, boating on
          the river, picnicing; and in sports of various kinds.  Each one was known
          and addressed by his or her Dutton name.  Lees' name was Major; Albert was
          Julius; Ambrose, Fabby; Daniel M. (Bub) was Simpson; Anna was Kate; Nannie
          was Clara; Others, not of the Jeffery family but who-- the girls -- wanted
          to take that name (as some did), and some boys who thought their name would
          suit some of the Jeffery girls better, were ---- Bertie Dixon was Irene,
          Eliza Adams, Stella; Asa Bishop, Jubal; Willis Smith, Songsey, Jeffery
          Dixon, Phoenix; my Dutton name was Doctor 0. It is doubtful that a happier
          bunch of youngsters were ever banded together in bonds of truer friendship.

           John and Newton Bone were highly respected men, and of more than ordinary
          intelligence.  About 1880 Newton sold goods in a little office in Uncle
          Lije's yard.  Later, on he farmed below Mt.Olive, and still later moved to
          Batesville where he was assistant for an Undertaker.  Newton was a was a
          likeable man.  Being, well educated, keeping well posted in affairs in
          general, and a good conversationalist it was easy to converse with him, as
          he was both entertaining and instructive.  His brother, John, equally as
          well versed as Newton was of a more sedate turn.  Most of his life was
          spent in business at Batesville.

           Bob Jeffery, son of Jahoida, inheriting perhaps the pioneer spirit  his
          forbears homesteaded a piece of land on the East side of Summer Grape
          Mountain, just over the top of the hill from the head of Gann Hollow.  He
          built a substantial two-room log house, opened up several acres of that
          black, gravelly land and went to farming.  The land being quite productive,
          he soon began to get on his feet.  After having been there, some three or
          four years, a cyclone came roaring up the Gann hollow topped the mountain,
          and  swooped down on East side, striking and leveling to the ground his
          house.  Luckily none of the household were bodily injured.  Not desiring to
          risk a repetition of that experience they deserted the place. The State
          Road No. 9, built after the above occurrence, runs just a short ways North
          of this place.

           A. C. Jeffery, in his writings states that Maj. Tom Culp succeeded fairly
          well in every thing he undertook except farming, at which he invariably,
          failed.  This recalls to memory that a grandson of his, Henry, probably
          inherited the same failing.  About 1880, Dr. Tom Culp lived at Melbourne,
          and Henry, hardly grown, decided one spring he would raise a corn crop.  He
          rented a few acres of land, just North of town and commenced work.  After
          the corn was up in due time he gave it a cultivation. About, two weeks
          later he gave it another.  About the middle of June when the weather was
          hot he went in with his half shovel to lay it by.  He began with the usual
          four furrows to the row.  Of course,

           After about half done with the field, he decided that two furrows would do
          as well as four, so he did about two acres that way, when he came to
          another decision, this one being that one furrow would do as well as two
          and save half the time, so he finished the field by running one time in the
          middle of each row.  Of course he saved the trouble of gathering as well as
          time spent in cultivation.
           While Henry was a failure at farming, he was successful as a news paper
          publisher, editing a paper at Melbourne for a few years, then moving to
          Mamoth Spring where he continued in this business.

           The Hayden boys, across the river from Boswell are operating a large farm
          and making good success.  Stanford is in the ministry, now located at
          Springdale.  Robert sold goods at Calico Rock for some years, then moved to
          Bakersfield, Calif. where he now lives.

           Robert Evans is of the Clergy. Held the pastorate in the C.P. church at
          Mt. Olive -- year or years not remembered, but believe it was after the old
          brick house was torn away.  Some of the old time preachers who did use it,
          however, may be mentioned: Rev Baird; Uncle Abb Morrow, Eph Morrow;
          (Dittis) Tommy Brown; J. S. Bone; J. N. Craig; Uncle Tom Evans and Daniel
          and Philip - before mentioned, and perhaps others whose names are not now
          recalled.

                Another lawyer of this family not heretofore mentioned is Earl
          Wiseman, prominent now in the legal fraternity in Washington, D. C. -- Guy
          Wolf, now in Oakland, Calif. was educated in the University of Ark, taught
          in Japan for several years, edited a magazine in Oakland, known as "The
          Bystander", and lectured on economic subjects throughout the State of
          Calif. --

           Neill Brooks was among the number doing service overseas in the World War.
           Is now and has been for many years  editor and manager of  The Calico Rock
          Progress".

           William Bryan McClain for past four years has served as asst. Sec of State
          in Denver, Colo. His brother, Fred, now holds a position as Cashier of the
          Social Security in Denver. Another brother, George, has been with the Natl.
          Bank of Commerce in  Memphis, Tenn. since 1925, and Jeffery McClain now
          holds a position with the Firestone Rubber Co., of Memphis. Evelyn, their
          sister, is now Assistant County Librarian of Sharp County. She now resides
          with her mother, Nannie.

           Mrs. Pearl Dixon has been in chargo of Post Office at Mt.Olive since 1915.
          Leo Wallace has been teaching, almost as long as I can remember (Excuse
          this quip, Leo).

           Tom Jeffery used to hold the distinction of  being the best axe man, also
          the champion turkey killer at gobbling time in his younger days. Will
          Jeffery was the champion gigger, while, Sam Jeffery lures the fish to his
          bait on a trot line.

           Watkins Jeffery was one of the stoutest boys of his size and weight,
          picking up and throwing, on a wagon the heaviest of railroad cross ties.

           During my 40 odd years with and near these, people I never saw a one of
          them drunk.  With but a few exceptions none of them used profane language,
          which speaks for itself.

           Quite a few of these boys were in the World War, and I believe all escaped
          serious bodily injury.  The following sketch gives Fred Jeffery's war
          experience, I quote from his letter -- "First will say I was a drafted man,
          and not ashamed of it -- will be next time should the opportunity arise.
          Hope this won't happen.  I was in service two years lacking 16 days. 15
          months of this time was in service over seas, doing duty in France, much of
          which was in "No Man's land", the rest was in travel from one portion of
          the front lines to another sector, and in training.  I was in five major
          battles during this time, acquiring five stars on my service badge.  These
          battles were as follows --Three battles on the Marne River -- Marne sector
          July 1 to 15, 1918, Champagne Marne Defense July 15 to 18; Aisen Marne
          Offense July 18 to 28. From there we went to the Tool Sector, or the St.
          Miheil Offensive, Sept. 12 to 16, then to the Mues-Argonne Offensive Sept.
          26 to Oct. 31.  Altogether was under shell-fire of the enemy 62 days.  Much
          of this time I was exposed to observation by machine gun snipers, who
          really shot at you.  After my first engagement on the Marne sector I was
          assigned to special duty as a scout and observation duty - a  position
          which is considered the most dangerous of any.  Our duty was to obtain
          information about the enemy, regardless of how or where we got it.  This
          demanded that many times we were between our lines and those of the emery.
          My detachment contained only from four to six men at a time.  We kept in
          touch with our artillery and commanding Officers by telephone so as to
          render instant service.  We were equipped with both field and periscope
          glasses so as to locate the enemies' positions, but believe me, we had to
          be careful, or it was just too bad.  One time they, the enemy, were not
          cautious enough, and it was just too bad for them -- as one of our
          three-inch guns ended their career.
           But in all the service and hardships I endured, did not receive a single
          wound.  Lucky boy that I am, I have had them shot down all about me, yet I
          was not hit, THANK THE LORD.  I don't see how it happened."

           The writer is not informed as to all the names of these boys who served in
          the World War.  Ray Dixon, my son, was one of the number who served during
          the duration of hostilities, although he was not called over seas, He being
          kept at Camp Pike in a clerical position.  We do not know that any of the
          boys shirked their duty, but a11 did their part as they were commanded.

           The reader may know that at least two of this family had an inclination at
          times to express their thoughts in a poetical trend we will reproduce two
          of their productions.  It is quite likely that several others have written
          in this style, but no records are at hand.  The reader will note that most
          all the ordinary avocations are and have been represented by this family.

           Lee Jeffery, one of whose poems is here given, spent the last eight years
          of his life confined to his bed, during which time he often spent an hour
          or two writing on different subjects, portraying his ideas in verse.  The
          other author, John Bone, we are sure has spent parts of many nights on the
          river fishing with a gig by firelight.

Our sincere thanks to Doug Leonard who contributed  this to the Izard Co. Page

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