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Elizabeth Mary Pierce

Bettie was born about 1832 most likely in Arkansas.

Her parents were likely Francis Pierce and Anna ?.

Bettie married Shelton Luttrell on December 24, 1844 in Denton County, Texas. They had four children: W.F. or H. (1845 to after 1850); James Posten (April 21, 1849 to July 14, 1903); Samuel Bluford (May 21, 1851 to July 4, 1903); and Martha Melvina (March 4, 1854 to April 20, 1919).

First Marriage in Denton County, Texas - From History of Denton County, by Ed F. Bates.
"A Rev. Hammons officiated in the first marriage in this county, when on Christmas, 1844, on his farm where Dr. Gilbert now lives (1884), he united Shelton Luttrell and Bettie Pierce in wedlock. He married them without a license. After four years and two children the couple "married over". It is not known who officiated at the second service. In the winter of 1844, a man by the name of Hammons, a Baptist minister, came to this country and in the spring of 1845 a class he organized met every Sunday to hear him preach. They all went to the meetings carrying their guns for protection from the Indians. In April 1845, Hammons was felled by a tree, and on Sunday, the day he was to preach, he was taken from under the trunk of the tree and buried on Hickory Ridge."

Bettie died about 1854 in Red River, Grayson County, Texas


Family history as told by Mary Jane Marr in the spring of 1964

My father's mother's maiden name was Pierce. My Great Grandfather Pierce lived near an Indian tribe somewhere in Texas. He liked to hunt wild game, which was the way they got most of their meat. One day he wandered too far from home, and the Indians captured him and kept him prisoner for nearly two years. They took him out hunting with them as he had a gun and could get the game that they wanted. Two or three Indians would always go along to be sure that he wouldn't get away, but as time passed they trusted him more and more, so he got to go out alone on short trips. For a long time he would return with the game. Then he stayed longer each trip. At last he decided to leave early and try to make his way back home. He succeeded. But the Indians fol1owed him, put on a war dance, and made all kind of threats. He kept in hiding. Finally, they gave up, went their way, and let him live in peace with his family.

When my father, James Posten Luttrell (born April 21,1849), Was a small boy, he was oldest of three (one sister, who grew to be a beautiful woman, and one brother). My father was dark with brown eyes. They lived in Texas. My Grandfather's name was Shelton Luttrell (born Aug. 17, 1823). I never knew my Grandmother Luttrell, but my father always told me that I looked like her.

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