There are two articles in the book about WALSTON; however, I didn't find anything about JACKSON. I am going to quote the entire articles. Please excuse any typing errors. Let me know if this is part of your family. This is quite lengthy, but here goes:
BERTA MAE MVCCOWEN WALSTON
"I was born in a small place called Walkers Creek, near Cameron, Texas. The weather that day was bad, with snow several feet deep, and my mother, Berta, told my daddy, Adrian, to hitch up old Myrtle, the horse, to the buggy and go to Cameron after Dr. Denson; but by the time he got back, I was already born. My parents had planned to move to Gause as soon as I was born, so when I was six months old, Daddy loaded our belongings on the wagon and forded Little River, since there was no bridge at that time.
I started school in 1918. My three older sisters and I went to the Gause two-story school. On cold nights we would all get our school lessons and then sit around the fire, each of us in her own little chair. Daddy would play games with us or tell us stories of his life in the Texas Rangers. He was stationed on the Rio Grande River to guard the border against cattle rustling and always had exciting tales to tell. When he came home on a break, he would always bring each of us a gift. I remember one of mine was a little Red Mule tobacco savck full of pennies. I thought I was rich!
When he retired from the Rangers, he worked as night watchman for Gause. One night three men came through town, caught him by surprise from the back, and tied him up on the railroad track, telling him they were going to kill him as soon as they blew up a safe at one of the stores. While they were gone, he worked on his ropes and escaped just as the safe blew up. He ran to a house and got help; the men were arrested in Houston shortly thereafter.
Our younger brother, Adrian, Jr., was born January 1, 1916. All of us girls were very proud of him. Then on July 2, 1924, our baby sister Dorothy Eline was born. We all played with her as if she were our doll.
I went to school until 1929, at that time I started Roy WALSTON, buy my parents didn't approve because they thought he was too old for me. Heedless of their advice, Roy and I eloped on January 14, 1929. The rest of our story can be found under Roy's biography."
WALSTON FAMILY--FOUR GENERATIONS
"Grandpa John Thomas WALSTON (1853-1931) and his wife, Mary F. (1841-1918) arrived in the Gause area sometime in the late 1800's. They were accompanied by twenty-five black families and went to live on 800 acres of land that Grandpa John had bought near Sugar Loaf Mountain. His son Lem (1882-1953) and Lem's young wife Rosa (1888-1913) came along to help develop the farm and ranch.
Lem and Rosa's son, Roy C. WALSTON, was born in 1908 on his grandfather's ranch at the foot of Sugar Loaf Mountain. When Roy was four years old, his brother Hubert was born, and their mother passed away. Hubert's grandmother Berry took him to raise, and Grandfather and Grandmother WALSON kept Roy. When he was old enough to start school, Grandpa sold the ranch and moved the family to Gause, where he built a house near the school. Roy loved school--and playing ball. At Christmas, all he ever wanted was some kind of ball to play with. He would get into any game if it involved a ball. He finished the tenth grade; and while he dated a lot of girls, he fell in love with Berta Mae McCowen. It took a long time before he convinced her to marry him.
Roy and Berta Mae had secretly been seeing one another and had made plans to get married even though her parents, Mr. and Mrs. Adrian McCOWEN, had objected. Some friends took them to Christman, Texas, one Sunday night after church. They rode a train to Berta's sister's house in Brenham and were married the following Monday night, January 14, 1929.
Roy had shown a lot of interest and potential playing baseball. He had a friend who was working at Hughes Tool Company in Houston and who said that Hughes would give him a tryout to pitch for their company semi-professional baseball team. He won the job and then went to school to learn to become an electrician. Somewhere along the way, Roy acquired the nickname "Warhorse" which would follow him affectionately for the rest of his life. His ball team would play with different ball clubs all over the Houston area, and he enjoyed several year of working and playing ball until the Great Depression, when he was laid off.
Roy and Berta had two little girls, Lorraine and Dixie. Roy helped care for them and was a wonderful father.
The City of Flatonia offered Roy a job to pitch ball for $5.00 a week, and the Methodist minister permitted them to live in his furnished house. They stayed in Flatonia until Hughes Tool called Roy back to work and to play ball again. They traveled all over Texas on weekends to play ball; and in 1939 they took their first vacation trip and went to the World's Fair on GTreasure Island in San Francisco and had a wonderful trip.
The winter weather in Houston had begun to affect the girls' health, and their doctor advised them to move to another climate. The company allowed Roy to move to Midland (Texas). The girls were improved within a year, and they went back to Houston. In 1943 Roy and Berta were blessed with the arrival of a baby boy--Johnny. The girls were very proud of their little brother.
Roy had quit playing ball and had become interested in race dogs. They joined a 300-member dgo club with racing beginning in April each year and went to races from Michigan to Texas. They were also invited to attend races sponsored by Roy Rogers and Dale Evans at their California ranch.
Their son Johnny was 16 years old when the Lord called him home. The loss was almost more than they could bear. Since their two daughters were married, they then retired to Gause.
Roy became involved in racing again -- horses. Cowboy, their best horse won second place in Fort Worth; but Roy soon gave up the hobby after breaking an arm twice while working with the horses.
In 1975 they were offered the opportunity to live on a 4,000 acre ranch in the mountainous Big Bend. They enjoyed being there; however, they had a terrifying experience while showing the ranch to their daughter, Lorraine. The jeep they were riding in had stalled. Leaving Lorraine in the jeep, Roy and Berta started walking. Darkness soon came upon them, and they waled six miles over mountains, brush and rocks before locating help. After several hours and much crying and praying, they finally located the stalled jeep and their daughter again.
After returning to Gause, they celebrated their 50th Wedding Anniversary in 1979. Roy died March 3, 1983. They have five grandchildren and 13 great-grandchildren.
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