Mary Lois "Lois" Reeves1,2
F, #10460, b. March 1886, d. 16 October 1911
Parents
BASIC FACTS
Mary Lois "Lois" Reeves was born in March 1886 in Tennessee.2 She died on 16 October 1911, at age 25.3,4 She was buried in Old Jonesboro Cemetery, Jonesborough, Washington Co., Tennessee.5 Mary Lois "Lois" Reeves had reference number 10728. WEDDING RECEPTION - The Comet; Johnson City, Tennessee; September 30, 1909, Image 12 (Website: http://chroniclingamerica.loc.gov)
WEDDING RECEPTION AT AUSTIN SPRINGS
Mrs. William DeVault gave a most elegant and charming reception at her beautiful home on the Watauga on Thursday afternoon in honor of her son's bride, Mrs. A. Beverly DeVault. The hours were from three to four and from five to seven.
The guests were welcomed in the hall by Mrs. E. S. Kendrick, in a toilette of black lace over taffeta, and Miss Ella McNeil, who wore a dainty white lingerie with trimmings of baby Irish lace.
In the receiving line were Mrs. William V. DeVault, Mrs. A. Beverly DeVault, Mr. James Newby, a brother of the bride, and Mrs. Hugh Hill.
Mrs. William DeVault wore a gown of green messaline with trimmings of old rose and cream lace.
Mrs. Beverly DeVault wore her bridal gown of handsome white satin, hand-embroidered with pearl and diamond ornaments, and Mrs. Hugh Hill appeared in black spangled net.
The parlor, library and hall were decorated in golden rod, the color scheme being yellow and white, artistically entwined from the chandelier in the dining-room to the four corners of the table, was soft, white tulle, on which were innumerable small yellow hearts suspended from white ribbons. On the center of the table resting on an exquisite lace center-piece, was a bowl of bride's roses. Mrs. A. J. Tyler, who served in the dining-room, wore a black net dress over satin and was assisted by Misses Clara Reeves, Lois Reeves and Claude DeVault, who wore dresses of yellow crepe de chine with white and gold lace.
Miss Eula Lee Kendrick, in a costume of green messaline, ushered the guests into the dining-room and from there to the library, where coffee and hot chocolate were served by Mrs. Samuel Browder and Mrs. E. A. Long. Out in the spacious circle of the wide veranda, Mrs. James Martin and Mrs. Robert DeVault served grape punch from a bowl decorated with bunches of purple grapes and green foliage.
A charming little rustic picture was given out on the lawn under the spreading oaks. A table, from which was served luscious watermelons and sweet cider, was presided over by Mr. William DeVault, Judge A. J. Tyler, Capt. A. S. McNeil and Dr. F. B. Hannah.
Note: Some of the people mentioned in the article are:
Mrs. William DeVault: Barbara E. (Higginbotham) DeVault (1861 - 1932), daughter of Reese Bowen Higginbotham and Louise Jame Emmons. At the time of this reception, Barbara was second wife of William Valentine DeVault. She would later marry William's cousin, George Valentine DeVault.
Mrs. A. Beverly DeVault: Amelia Elizabeth (Newby) DeVault (1887 - 1973), daughter of Cyrus Newby and Anna Catherine "Kitty" Herron. Amelia had just married Albert Beverly "Beverly" DeVault,
Mrs. E. S. Kendrick: Mary Elfrida (DeVault) Kendrick (1861 - 19??), daughter of George Henry "Henry" DeVault and Emily Seraphina Berry. Mary was the wife of Everett Stuart Kendrick.
Miss Clara Reeves: Clara Boring Reeves (1884 - 1968), daughter of George Alexander "Fred" Reeves and Addie May Boring. Clara would later marry Horace Bishop Stevens.
Miss Lois Reeves: Mary Lois "Lois" Reeves (1886 - 1911), daughter of Isaac Edward Reeves and Mary Malinda Dosser. Lois never married. She died just over two years after this reception was given.
Miss Claude DeVault: Claude DeVault (1886 - 1966), daughter of James Miller DeVault and Addie Belle Hickman. Claude would later marry John Lee Hughlett.
Miss Eula Lee Kendrick: Eula Lee Kendrick (1888 - 1959), daughter of Everett Stuart Kendrick and Mary Elfrida DeVault. Eula would later marry Conley Earl "Earl" Ball.
Mrs. Samuel Browder: Elizabeth Miller "Bettie" (Paterson) Browder (1875 - 1925), daughter of Newton Alexander Patterson and Mary Susan "Sue" Reeves. Bettie was married to Samuel Lonzo Browder.
Mrs. Robert DeVault: Osceola (Walton) DeVault (1883 - 1928), daughter of Elijah Powell Walton and Arrispa Gaines Jewell. Osceola was married to Robert Drew DeVault.
Mr. William DeVault: William Valentine DeVault (1846 - 1916), son of Jacob DeVault and Elizabeth Jane Clark.
Dr. F. B. Hannah: Ferrell Bratcher Hannah, Jr. (1876 - 1932), son of Andrew Johnson Hannah and India Annie O'Brian. Ferrell was a relative of the DeVaults through the Hannah family. He knew George Valentine DeVault. Both lived in Umatilla, Lake County, Florida. In census records and many genealogies, Ferrell is shown as the son of Andrew and India Hannah. Ferrell Bratcher Hannah, Sr. was Andrew Hannah's brother. It appears that he was not the father of Ferrell Bratcher Hannah, Jr. Both Ferrell Bratcher Hannahs were dentists.
Citations
- [S5329] Genealogy prepared by Bitsy (McLellan) McFarland, Source Medium: Book
- [S6011] Genealogy prepared by George E. Newport (WFT V17T1718)
- [S12379] Report on Henry Dewald and Family by Newland DeVault dated 1975, Source Medium: Book
- [S2798] Book: Ancestral Sketches by LeRoy Reeves and the Family of Edward Reeves and Jane Melvin by Willie Reeves Hardin Bivins
- [S3012] Cemetery Records, Old Jonesboro Cemetery, Jonesborough, Washington Co., Tennessee
Mary Eleanor "Nelle" Reeves1,2,3,4,5
F, #10468, b. 1 June 1885, d. 4 August 1981
Parents
BASIC FACTS
Mary Eleanor "Nelle" Reeves was born on 1 June 1885 in Tennessee.2,3 She and Robert Pierce "Bob" Shuler were married on 4 October 1905 in "Wheatland Farm", Johnson City, Washington Co., Tennessee.5 She died on 4 August 1981, at age 96.6,7 She was buried in Rose Hills Memorial Park, Whittier, Los Angeles Co., California.6 Mary Eleanor "Nelle" Reeves had reference number 10736. She was enumerated on the census in Washington County, Tennessee (1900); Los Angeles County, California (1940.) Her Social Security Number was 541-78-4098, issued: Oregon, last residence: Bakersfield, Kern Co., California. EXCERPT - The Fighting Robert Shuler, by Robert Pierce Shuler, III
In Bob's second year at Norton, he agreed to hold a revival for a college friend, Jim Groseclose, who was a pastor of a small church in Austin Springs, Tennessee. The country church was located in a prosperous community of plantation estates. One of the wealthiest land owners among them was the DeVaults family, William and Barbarie.(1) William's niece was Nelle Reeves, who lived a distance away. Nelle had agreed to lead the singing and play the organ for the Bob Shuler revival. This necessitated Nelle's staying the week with the DeVaults in their home. Thus, the stage was set for Bob and Nellie to cross paths. How did Bob and Nelle meet? The following is Nelle's own description:
"Jim Groseclose had the Jonesboro appointment with two additional chapels: Marvin Chapel, where our family worshipped, and the Chapel at Austin Springs, where the revival was held. Marvin was three miles from our Wheatland home, and Austin Springs was seven miles the other way. My mother had for years been a dressmaker who made all her own clothes and now was making mine also. [There appears to be something missing here.] She lived in Jonesboro four miles away. Papa would go in twice a year and bring her and her sewing machine out. Mama had her own sewing machine, and together, they would sew for a week at a time.
"Mother was going to Bristol for the material, and I wanted to go along to pick out my own material. It was a train ride of thirty miles one way, and we stayed with relatives overnight and visited. The Sunday night preceding the week of our dressmaking, I got up from the organ at Marvin Chapel to speak with some boys from Washington City that I had gone to school with when Brother Groseclose stopped by and said, 'Miss Nell, I've got to have you, beginning tomorrow morning, at Austin Springs. We are starting a revival there.'
"I said, "I can't. I'm going up to Bristol Tuesday, and I need Monday to get ready.' But he would not take 'no' for an answer, so I said, 'Talk to Papa about it.' I intended to get to Papa first and have him cover for me, but I visited with others too long and didn't get back to Papa. In fact, I forgot all about Papa, an easy mistake for a young lady to make in the presence of beaus.
"When we got home that night, Papa said, 'Daut, I told Groseclose that you would be over for the revival Tuesday morning.'
"Nelle replied, 'Oh Papa, I meant to get to you and tell you I couldn't do that. Mama and I are leaving Tuesday morning for Bristol.'
Said Papa, 'Well, you're not. You're not going back on your church.'
"'But Daddy, we have made arrangements with the dressmaker, and I have to get the material.' But he said I was not going. I could sew anytime, and I was going to get ready for the revival.
"Monday night I brought the suitcase down into the parlor, since there was no heat in my upstairs room, and I was so mad that I wouldn't talk to anybody when Papa said, 'Daut, I heard that Preacher's not married; be sure you come back with your heart.'
"I answered back, 'No preacher can have my heart. I'm not going to be dragged all over the country.'
"The next morning we rode over; Mama, cousin Barbarie and I. The preacher was staying at the Akards who lived half-way between Wheatland and Cousin Barbarie. He had preached his first sermon at Austin Springs and Cousin Barbarie said, 'Nell, he's a mighty nice preacher, and good looking.'
"To which I replied, 'It makes no difference how good looking, he's a preacher.'
"Cousin Barbarie drove me to the church, and Groseclose was there but not the preacher. We started the meeting. I had a bunch up for the choir, and the organ faced the pulpit and the door so that I could see both. I was watching the door closely because I wanted to see how many people that I knew who would be coming. The crowd was not big, and I knew most of them there.
"There were two sets of doors into the chapel. The outside doors open in the width of the balcony, and the inside doors opened into the chapel. The door opened, and I was watching as a stranger walked in, removed a derby hat and put it on his arm over his overcoat, which was draped over a Bible. He had released the outside door and it swung back and hit his arm. The hat flew off and by grabbing for it, he dropped his Bible and his notes spread out over the floor. He grabbed his notes and lost his hat again. As he looked up from his confusion, I was laughing at him. Finally he got his possessions in hand, walked up the aisle, starring a hole through me. As he passed, I thought, 'You are rude to stare at me like this.' He continued into the pulpit and I knew then that he was the preacher. We met after the service.
"On that same Tuesday afternoon, Cousin Barbarie and I were sitting in front of the fire when the preacher walked in with the evangelist. He had worked it around so that he could get over to the DeVaults' place and stay for the remainder of the revival.
Bob and Nelle visited each other every day in the DeVault home through the next Monday afternoon. Thursday morning of the revival, while they were sipping coffee in the living room of the DeVault home, Bob said to Nelle, "Girlie, you have pulled my heart out by the roots, and we're getting married."
A startled Nelle looked askance and answered, "Oh, we are?" By the end of the revival they were betrothed, though none else knew this except cousin Barbarie.
The Monday after the close of the revival, Nelle's mother arrived in the carriage to take her home. Nelle quickly brought her mother up to date on the courtship details. They stopped the carriage to embrace and to enjoy the news together. The remainder of the trip home was spent in preparing a suitable plan to capture Mr. Reeves' commitment. He would surely oppose anyone who sought his daughter's hand, and had said so more than once. Nelle had been absent in private schools until her graduation, and her father now wanted her around so that he might enjoy her. Nelle was her father's favorite over her three brothers, and she did all she could to please him. A lovely description of Nelle was written years later by daughter Dorothy:
"I wish you could have known my mother. Born and raised in Tennessee, the adored and pampered daughter of a Tennessee legislator and his Irish wife, Nelle Reeves was a legend in the area. She had the tiny waist, generous breast, rounded hips, and graceful carriage that every young girl of her time longed for. Equipped with a cameo profile, blue eyes, black hair, the proverbial southern peaches and cream complexion and beautiful hands that had never washed a dish or made a bed, she was the princess in the parlor during the Sunday 'at homes' when her young suitors came calling -- so many that her mother and aunts would come downstairs to help her entertain them. She graduated from a prestigious finishing school, performed beautifully on the piano, played the organ for services in her church, and generally lived a charmed life with assurance, grace and confidence.
Bob, meanwhile, returned to Norton. Now, however, his work was interrupted daily by his letter writing and dreaming. Bob always spoke openly about whatever was on his mind, so his Norton congregation was caught up in the emotion of it all as well. The Norton Church granted him a leave to spend a few days with the Reeves family, and within two weeks of his last visit, he returned.
In the meantime, Mr. Reeves was informed of the engagement by his wife, and the siege was on. He knew little of young Bob's background and had many questions to ask this young man. Mrs. Reeves, on the other kept raising a single question: "If God has called this man to preach, and has selected our wonderful child to share this work with him, how can you stand in God's way?"
The matter was still stalemated when young Shuler arrived. The father, owner of hundreds of acres of choice wheat land and a Legislator in Tennessee, asked Bob, "Can you support her in the manner she is used to?" Bob thought he could and said so. He announced that he had acquired a loan of $100 for the honeymoon and was paid $75 a month by the church. The father's reply was "Son, she spends more than that on clothes. It has been my habit with her to send my checkbook along when she shops. Do you believe she could adjust to $75.00 a month?" With such a tone, this conversation concluded that first evening.
The next day Mr. Reeves saw how much these two loved each other, and how eager his daughter was to have her father's approval. So it was that Mr. Reeves consented. But, he warned them that it would take all their skill and patience to merge their backgrounds, for this marriage would have to be a case of opposites finding common ground. And, Mr. Reeves was right. Bob's background was that of a sharecropper family, limited in education, with little wealth or prospect for wealth. The Reeves line was of prosperous plantation stock. Nelle had taken Latin and earned an "A" in each year -- Bob had skipped Latin in order to preach.
So at the age of nineteen, Nelle met Bob Shuler, and in exactly one week from the day they met, she promised to marry him in just six months time. They believed that they had not just stumbled into each other, but that God had brought them together. That same morning, they hitched the horse to the buggy and took a long ride together, praying that neither would disappoint God. The wedding was to follow in six months.
As for Bob's background, daughter Dorothy composed a review of her father and her family in the 1970s:
"Bob was the eldest child of a struggling Virginia farmer who suddenly decided, at age 29 . . . to go to college. My grandfather had only a third-grade education, but, with my grandmother's approval, he took and passed the entrance exam at Emory and Henry College and earned his degree. My grandmother cooked for boarders, and my father hired out to other farmers. When my father was sixteen, his mother died and his father, needing someone to care for his children who now numbered six, remarried and suggested to my father that he was old enough to support himself. My father worked at any job available, put himself through college and was ordained as a Methodist minister, even before he graduated . . . he became one of the last of the circuit riders in the hills of Virginia and Tennessee. I have a picture of him, which is one of my greatest treasurers, seated in an ornate chair, obviously in a photographer's studio. . . . He wears a suit with a high, stiff collar, laced high-top shoes, his dark, thick hair is parted in the middle and waves softly above his brow. His brown eyes are fixed on something to his right and he is, believe me, absolutely beautiful. He is, forever, nineteen years old.
During their engagement period, Nelle and Bob exchanged letters daily. The Shuler family has preserved at least four of Bob's 1905 letters to Nelle. She received the first of these four letters on July 3, 1905, and it is the one worth quoting. He and she were obviously anticipating their October wedding date, and his letter concluded in the following way:
"It is past eleven at night, so here's the old, old story of my love for you, pet, which seems to be thriving finely in this July weather. Maybe August will be a better month for it though, although love in August is rather warm business. But, August will have this advantage; there will not be so much distance to lend enchantment to the view. Really, I don't think our love needs much enchantment, view or distance either. Close range rather pleases my fancy. Well, I'll be at your house in August if the boo-boos don't catch me. And, until August, I love you. . . . I think sometimes my heart is a fiery furnace heated seven times hot. By the way, little Cupid is a corker, anyway, isn't he? Well, good night, my lady, and may you be troubled with thoughts of me both waking and sleeping, and I hope you'll love me half as much as I love you. That's all. Yours, forever and forever. Bob
Meanwhile, Poppa Reeves had become suspicious of the volume of letters given him to mail by his daughter. "Daut, (short for daughter) are you taking on more boys to write to?" he asked.
Nelle was said to answer, "I may drop some." In the meantime, both Bob and Nelle did have other romances to terminate. Nelle had accepted a ring from a Florida dentist, but the ring was never considered by Nelle to be an engagement ring. As well, she corresponded with a young attorney. But, none of them were a serious consideration to Nelle. Of Bob's love life, his father, J. W. W., provided the following recall:
"Because Bob was by this time ordained, he sought a parsonage partner. He wanted a companion to share the next years of his life, a mother for the children he desired. One day, while Bob was visiting his mother's Emory grave, he noticed a young woman seated at a nearby grave. She was weeping. Bob sat down beside her to provide comfort. They spent the afternoon together within the confines of the cemetery. Finally, they walked down the hill to the train. While on this half-mile walk, Bob proposed marriage, and she accepted. They kissed goodbye at the train station in Emory and were never to see each other again.
There was, as well, his courtship with Miss Lizzie, who was in Norton visiting members of Bob's congregation. They met after the Sunday service and the following week, Bob began making frequent pastoral calls at the Ed Ould residence where Lizzie was staying. After Bob's 1965 death in Los Angeles, members of Bob's family visited Lizzie, who was coming to the end of a long marriage to a physician and was the mother of a wonderful family. She shared with them how Bob handled that courtship:
"She remembered that Bob and Henry Gilmer double dated in the parlor. Bob arranged to have two pairs of chairs, back to back with each other, so that Henry could not see what Bob was doing or hear what Bob was saying. She recalled that when Henry was silent for too long, Bob would ask him to say something, and loud. 'I want to say sweet things to Lizzie, and I can't when the whole room is listening.'
"Lizzie remembered Henry's reply, 'Bob, I am too full of love for utterance.' Henry then turned back to the silent worship of his date.
"This date was taking place only six weeks before he proposed to Nelle Reeves, though at the time, he knew nothing of Nelle's existence. Bob composed a Valentine for Lizzie and gave it to her on February 14th, six weeks before the Austin Springs Revival.
"Bob returned to Norton from Austin Springs to inform Lizzie of his engagement to Nelle Reeves. Soon thereafter, Lizzie left Norton and returned to her home in Virginia. She remembered how thrilled Bob was that his future wife was already canning peaches and other foods for their cellar.
With their marriage date visible on the horizon, Bob began to worry about the extravagant plantation life. He knew that his life had begun at the latter's lowest rung and that Nelle had known life at a much higher station. Nelle's father, William R. Reeves, managed 275 acres between Johnson City and Jonesboro. He had been a Tennessee Legislator and was a descendent of one of the oldest families in East Tennessee. Mr. Reeves married Mary (Molly) Murphy in 1881, and they moved into the old homestead with his parents and two of his sisters. The house they shared was built by William's father and uncle, who had been contractors and builders of state capitals throughout the south. William Reeves and his brother, Peter, had married sisters of the DeVault family, a family that owned the face of the earth in East Tennessee. The brothers were the original purchasers of 500 acres of land on which they built the brick home place.
The layout of the home began with an entire sub-floor given over to slave quarters. The ground floor and two large and identical rooms. The parlor was in front and the dining room in the rear. Each Room had a fireplace. A narrow stairway opened to the second floor, where there were several bedrooms. On each side of the house were massive porches. The out-buildings included a spring house, a smoke house, a blacksmith shop, two barns and lesser sheds. The setting for this home enjoyed mammoth oak trees, and it offered a large back lawn that no one bothered to level before the blue grass had begun to grow.
Molly Reeves, Nelle's mother, was remembered as an unselfish person who rode horses throughout the neighborhood, seeking out shack-houses of the poorest families. Never was race an issue. Having located those who needed help, she would then load a basket of food and clothing, balance it on her lap, and ride to homes to deliver the needed food. Others would wait for the needy to knock at the back door. But, Molly wouldn't wait for them to find her; she sought these out.
As well, Molly Reeves had a prankish humor, as embedded in her as was her unselfish service. She attended to her days with a most carefree spirit. Young Bob, whose father had a serious view of life, responded happily to Molly's humor. This prioritizing of humor continued to exist in each generation of Shulers to follow.
The wedding was planned for October 4th at 2:00 in the afternoon. This would allow the newlyweds one week before they were to attend the Annual Conference of their Methodism, to be appointed to a parish of their own. In preparation for the wedding, the Reeves sent out over five hundred invitations. Bob, meanwhile, returned to Norton to complete his year there. With the anticipated marriage, the Bishop's cabinet suggested that Bob be appointed elsewhere.
October 4 arrived, and Nelle's antebellum home was festooned with goldenrod on the wedding day. Goldenrod is a Tennessee weed growing in their fence rows, and the Reeves brothers had cut a wagon full of the branching stalks bearing clusters of small, yellow flower heads.
The wedding was held in the parlor, while the presents were placed in the living room. Four huge tables were filled with wedding gifts and with a large hogshead, itself filled with cut glass. Apparently, all 500 invited to the wedding attended, as the crowd outside was larger than that within the house. Molly Reeves did not come downstairs for the wedding, however. Molly's own mother had died weeks earlier. Word of her mother's illness had caused Molly to drop her part in her daughter's wedding preparations and return to her parents' home to care for them. Her mother died days later of typhoid. After the death and funeral, Molly returned to Wheatland to resume her part in her daughter's wedding preparations, unaware of the meaning of her fatigue. She was confined to bed, ill with typhoid fever, thought it had originally been diagnosed as fatigue.
The presiding minister over the ceremony was Will Shuler, Bob's father, though Jim Groseclose assisted. Nelle and her close friend, Clara, came down the stairs, followed by Bob's sister. They met Bob and Henry Gilmer, the best man. The wedding party stood before Will Shuler, who was standing with his back to the fireplace. Will's high collar was too tight, and when he spoke, he squeaked. Both Bob and Nelle laughed, and in this supportive atmosphere, they spoke their vows and were pronounced husband and wife. They would have ahead of them the celebration of 60 anniversaries.
After the wedding, Bob and Nelle were driven to Jonesboro and place on a train to Abingdon where they honeymooned in the hotel. They left the next day, October 11th, to answer the roll call at the Methodist Conference held in Bristol, Tennessee. On the 12th came the report that Nell's mother was weakening, and the newlyweds left Bristol for Wheatland. On the afternoon of the 15th, this worthy woman, servant to all, died.
In the Christian community, death, especially one as central as that of a mother, does not mark the story's end. It was untimely that Molly's death came at the outset of the lives of this newly married couple, but all life is that way -- the pausing to give thanks for the loved one and then the returning to the business of life. The Christian has the advantage of knowing he'll see his loved one again and will rejoice for eternity.
In the meanwhile, Bob and Nelle had a new congregation to meet, their first of many to come.
1) Thought to be William Valentine DeVault and his second wife, Barbara Higginbothan.
Citations
- [S5329] Genealogy prepared by Bitsy (McLellan) McFarland, Source Medium: Book
- [S2798] Book: Ancestral Sketches by LeRoy Reeves and the Family of Edward Reeves and Jane Melvin by Willie Reeves Hardin Bivins
- [S669] 1900 Census, Tennessee, Washington County
- [S2032] 1940 Census, California, Los Angeles County
- [S2807] Book: Fighting Bob Shuler of Los Angeles, by Robert Shuler
- [S4980] Find A Grave (Internet), Source Medium: Book
- [S12398] Social Security Death Index, Source Medium: Book