Source: Personal Collection
As child I would often look at the old plat map above and simply wonder what it was and why it was saved. It existed for decades between the pages of an old family bible, folded and carefully tucked in between the pages. It was the only document that was in the family that actually had my gr. grandmother Sallie's name on it. Years later I would eventually come to appreciate this simple piece of paper and how it told a story.
My great grandmother Sallie Walton, was born in the Choctaw Nation in 1863 and she died in 1961 at the age of 98. Hers was a long life well lived. She left only a few things behind. There were a handful of photographs, an old family Bible and some hand made quilts.
But the old family Bible held the most, for it left some clues about her history and her past both on the pages and also between the pages.
Sallie Walton 1863-1961
The old plat map above was always found neatly folded between the pages in the old bible. And when I was a child I would often pull the Bible off the shelves, unfold it stare at the words "Choctaw Nation" stamped on it, and wonder what her early life was like.
I would not realize for many years that this small plat map would be the only original piece of paper that we had with her name on it. So what could be learned from what she left behind? Well, there were clues--right there on that sheet. The sheet was a plat map, and it pertained to property. The document illustrated her ties to the land, and to the Choctaw Nation.
Closer Image of Plat Map
The document also had her name written clearly on it:
The only document that bore Sallie's name was this old plat map
A second piece of paper, was also kept between the pages of the old Bible. This was a small sheet from a tiny table with the letters and numbers almost faded into the yellowed sheet would also hold information for me.
Small slip of paper with hand-written note also found in the family bible.
Source: Personal Collection
Written in pencil, and fading into the yellowed pages were a few words. Sallie's was name followed by a few numbers and a reference to someone's age, presumably hers. The name was barely legible, "Sallie Walton" followed by some numbers--3-9-4-8. Or was it supposed to be 3-7-4-8? It was hard to tell. But what did the numbers mean? This would remain a mystery for three decades.
In 1991, on a trip to the National Archives, I began the search for my gr. grandmother's history. There, within a set of records known as Dawes Records, I found a document with the family name.
Dawes Card, Sam & Sallie Walton
Source: National Archive Publication M1186, Choctaw Freedman Card 777
(Document can also be found on Fold3 as Image: 260|225730220)
This document was an Enrollment Card made in application for a land allotment with the Dawes Commission. Sam and Sallie Walton made their application in 1899. On that card much information is recorded, but upon examination of the card something was familiar:
The number 3748 was Sallie Walton's Dawes Roll Number
There was the number--3-7-4-8. It was the number inscribed on the small piece of paper. The family's application was approved and that number was her official Dawes Roll number! That was an aha moment!! Of course she never wanted to forget the number--it was the number that made her eligible for privileges as a citizen in the Choctaw Nation and most importantly, the number that also made her eligible for a land allotment.
It all made sense--it was folded neatly in the family Bible, because it was important. The Bible had names and dates of her children, it contained information on her second marriage, it reflected the deaths of loved ones, and it also held her precious Dawes Roll number.
So I began to study the documents. I always thought of the document reverently, because like a hand from another dimension, that red arrow on that plat map was the compass pointing to a part of the family's past.
And on the bottom of that page, her name would appear. For many years, this was the only document that we ever had with her name written upon it.
Bottom portion of plat map
Long after her death, these two pieces of paper held the keys that unlocked parts of her past. I appreciated the fact that she kept them, even if decades later, she no longer held the land. I would frequently look at these documents and study them, and they would often be on my mind. It was finally these two pieces of paper that nudged me to see if I could document more of the family's history, and if these documents would lead me to something about our history. They did.
Something made my gr. grandmother Sallie hold on to those documents as if she wanted someday someone to know that she had a tie to the land and to the Nation and that this was a part of her life. I am so glad that she did.
By the time she died in 1961, Sallie no longer held the land, and she died in Arkansas. But she left behind the precious items that mattered.
And as simple as a small piece of paper might be, these two pieces of paper opened doors to the family history.
Beautiful, touching post, Angela!
Thanks for sharing. :)
Thank you so much! I appreciate it!
This story gave me goose bumps. I though to myself, "wonder if this little paper is why Angela loves genealogy and is so good at it." Have you ever gone to the land Sallie owned?
I have been to the general area. A friend from Oklahoma located the exact area where he land was, and I hope to go to that site sometimes in this next year. I want to see and touch the soil. I also knew Sallie, as I was a child when she died. I miss her even to this day.
What two little pieces of paper can mean to us . . . these are wonderful Angela . . . priceless. I have a few documents from my German grandmother and I really treasure them. I can imagine how wonderful it's going to feel to touch and stand on the same soil that your dear Sallie also stood. Looking forward to that trip for you. Happy New Year, Angela.
Thank you Gini. I can imagine how you must also treasure the documents from your German grandmother. Sometimes I feel that they are still with us, guiding gently from the other side. Thank you for visiting the blog and for your comments. I hope to stand on her land allotment this year and to touch the soil.
I would like to find where the land is that red arrow points to.
I have the legal description of where the land is located. I shall try to mail to you.
To each generation a story teller needs to assume the role. The threads of the family history will be your lot in life. And finding the next generation story teller to continue the weave.
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