Person:Henry Daniel (4)

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The Civil War record of Henry Haywood, Served as a Pvt., Co. I, 3rd Ark Inf. enlisted on 16 Mar 1863 at Camden, AR, by Captain Smith. On 7 May 1863 he was admitted to the Episcopal Church Hospital, Williamsburg, VA and returned to duty 11 May 1863. Muster roll Jan and Feb 1864 show "Absent, wounded on pocket", 18 Oct 1863 - now in hospital in Augusta, GA. After Henry was Released from the hospital he went to Bienville Parish, LA where he entered into his second marriage with the young widow of Charles Henson. Eliza had two daughters by her marriage to Mr. Henson, Martha and Charley A. The following has been passed down through Henry's family: "When H.H. and Eliza moved the family to Texas (after their first seven children were born), they joined a wagon train that took four days to make the trip. They camped at the Red River bottom and all night they could hear the banks chugging off into the water. H.H. was never a church member - he firmly believed that anyone who fought for his country and his family would go to heaven. He was a firm father, very methodical. He was a manager rather than a worker. Having such a big family, mostly girls, farming in East Texas was no easy life for him. He and the girls arose before daylight and went into the field. He would set aside a number of rows to hoe, pick or plow and that was completed before we came in to supper. They picked strawberries for other farmers and worked some in the canneries to get their clothes. None of the children received much schooling, but when they did get to go they were good students and quick to learn. H.H. could go out to his barn the blackest night and put his hand on any implement he owned. Everything had a place and was in it. He was a rather small man, short necked and with a quantity of hair, bushy eyebrows and blue eyes. He wore a buttoned-up vest and coat most of the time and a big silver watch with a heavy chain across the vest. The fob was a silver half dollar. After he quit farming and moved to Dallas, he manufactured and sold hair tonic. He mixed and bottled this cosmetic with Eliza's help. He kept his and Eliza's hair dark for many years. His label read "Dr. H.H. Daniel's Hair Tonic". It had sulphur in it. He was a good salesman, liked people and did well with his hair tonic." One of his grandsons has this tale to share with us. "Grandpaw loved to get a joke on me, and I in turn gave him as bad a time as I could. One of the best ones I ever got on him was when Ada Lou was a baby in diapers. Grandpaw was taking his usual nap on the back porch and there was Ada's just wet diaper. I took it carefully by the corner and just as carefully draped it over his face. I beat a hasty retreat to a safe hiding place where I could watch. As he snored, the wet diaper would flutter up with each 'kapoo' then settle back down over his face. I got so tickled I was weak. Suddenly, the diaper didn't flutter anymore. It lay there - still! - then Grandpaw's hand came up and grabbed the diaper at the same time trying to spot where I was hiding. He knew who had done it. I was nearly convulsed, and if he had seen where I was, I couldn't have moved. He'd have had me. But he could do nothing but yell and threaten." One of the grandchildren has this to say of Eliza. "Grandmaw lived a long good life. I loved her very much and enjoyed visiting her each summer, in Dallas. She was a good cook and a striking looking person. She had a large frame, hair parted in the middle and a great composure. I loved to watch her smile. She was a dear sweet Christian, and always welcomed groups of people for prayer meetings in her home. We'd go out to the grocery man's fresh vegetable wagon each morning and she'd buy her apron full of new potatoes, fresh beans or corn. She died at Christmas time. She had made her own burial clot