The Cozean
family has been in Southeast Missouri since around the 1830’s. Five years ago, my dad and aunt took us to
the cemetery in Madison Co. where most of the Cozeans are buried. Snowdenville Holler Cemetery is in the town
of Cornwall. Elias Milburn Cozean and
his wife Martha Ellen Stephens Cozean were my great-grandparents. I was astonished to see the graves of my
ancestors and relatives and caught the genealogy bug. I joined the team of family researchers
headed up by Virginia Cozean Holter and my dad Jack Cozean.
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Elva Rinke and Rolla Cozean graves |
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Elias Milburn and Martha Ellen Cozean at Snowdenville |
The earliest
Cozean discovered by Virginia was George Washington Cozean, who appeared in
northern Arkansas. He married Eliza Jane
White and had four children. A contact
of Virginia’s led her to the discovery of George’s father Milburn Cozean who
had married into the Tucker family of Nashville, Tennessee. Some of those Tuckers took George to
Arkansas and also migrated to Missouri.
We recently
traveled to Missouri to visit relatives and meet up with my dad and
sister. I thought it might be
interesting to try to find the graves of some of the Tucker relatives. My dad decided to join me. Now in Missouri, many cemeteries are
affiliated with churches. Others
however, were family burial sites on family land. These small old cemeteries were the ones that
looked promising.
One
afternoon we went in search of the Hahn Family Cemetery. It was pretty close to Farmington where we
were staying. From reading the different
lists of internments online, I hoped to find graves for some children of
William Riggs Tucker, who was George Washington Cozean’s uncle. It would be even sweeter to find where
William Riggs Tucker was buried.
We drove
down highway OO to T in St. Francois County.
Down the road, we noticed a small cemetery next to an old church on the
right hand side. That wasn’t the one we
were looking for. We kept driving until
we came to a newer church where two cars with people inside were parked. We asked them about the cemetery, but these
people did not live in the area. We
turned around to go back to the first cemetery we had seen just to check it out. There was a house next to it where a man and
woman were leaving to get into a car. My
dad hopped out and introduced himself. This
was a Mr. Barron. We are also related to
the Barron Family. He knew of the Cozean
family through my cousin Jon who runs the Cozean Funeral Home. Mr. Barron did not know how to tell us to get
to the cemetery we were looking for, but he knew someone who could help
us.
He went into
the house and returned with a name and phone number. There was a Mrs. Clifton who lived down the
road who had done lots of recording of area cemeteries. He told us to call her or just go by her
house. I had no cellular signal, so we
thought she would be expecting us to call or come by. We drove down the road a bit and found her
house. Mrs. Clifton came out to greet us
carrying a large binder full of handwritten records. She invited us in to have a look at what she
had. I was floored at the amount of work
this lady had done. She had visited
about 40 cemeteries in the area and written down all of the names of people
buried there. She had taken a few photos
as well. She became interested in
connecting the names with families she found.
Local residents would tell her information which she would record in her
binder. Others would contact her for
help with their family trees.
Mrs. Clifton
gave us the phone number of the property owner to call to help us find the Hahn
Cemetery. It was on private property,
and she didn’t know what condition it was in since there had been a huge storm
a few years back. My dad and I left our
contact information with Mrs. Clifton and headed back to Farmington since it
would be dark soon. She asked me to let
her know if I found birth and death dates for a certain Tucker she had in her
book, in case someone else needed that information.
That
evening, I called the Brooks family.
Mrs. Brooks told us that the cemetery was covered in thick brush and
that there might be snakes. I didn’t
think it was a good place for my dad and me to be wandering through. The snakes were definitely a deterrent to
me. Mrs. Brooks did say that she had
photographed most of the headstones and that she would email photos to me of
the people I was interested in and their relations. A little while later, some wonderful pictures
appeared in my inbox. Although we did
not get to see the cemetery in person, thanks to Mrs. Brooks, we now have
photos from there.
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Cousin of George Washington Cozean |
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I was in awe
of these local Missouri residents who were so kind and helpful. My dad and I were total strangers to them,
yet they treated us like one of their own.
The next
day, Dad and I set out to find the Barron-Gordon Cemetery which seemed pretty
simple to find. There was an area called
the Crossroads, where the town of Libertyville was located. We found a cemetery with an old church and
stopped to check it out. There were no
Barrons here, but there was one Tucker.
I don’t believe he was one of ours.
Dad and I
drove down a different road and found another cemetery. There were no names here that were familiar. It was a Methodist cemetery.
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Looking for family names |
At this point,
I was getting discouraged. Sunday we
decided to give it one more try. In the
neighboring county of Madison, was the Stephens Cemetery. My GPS seemed to recognize its name and could
navigate us there. So we headed out
toward the town of Marquand, MO. It was
about a 45 minute drive from Farmington.
We were
getting close. The GPS told me to turn
right into a wooded area. There was no
right except for a driveway. We turned
around in a church parking lot and drove back and down the unpaved driveway slowly. There were lots of warning signs
posted. I hoped that the rental car
could handle the off-roading we were doing.
We drove further and further into the woods. The road ended at someone’s house. There was a metal bar door on the building
like you would see in a rough neighborhood in the city. My dad commented that at any moment someone
might come out of that house with a shotgun.
We turned around and drove back to the main road.
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Lost in the woods |
The GPS
recalibrated at the church parking lot and said to continue down the main road
for one mile then turn onto a state highway.
We found the small state highway and started down. There was a house not far off the road. My dad got out to ask if the owners knew of
the cemetery. They did and told us to go
down the road and take a left. We went left,
but then found a fork. We ended up at
another house, but no one appeared to be home.
We went back up the road and turned into another driveway. There were people outside, so once again my
dad got out of the car and introduced himself.
The wood carved name on the house read Stephens. There was an older man sitting on the
porch. He told us we had missed the
cemetery by one driveway. He apparently
had been watching us. We chatted with
him just a bit and realized he was probably related to us.
Back down
the driveway we went and up the one before it.
At the end of that drive was a cemetery!!! We had at last found success! We were 1 for 3 finding cemeteries. We looked
around and found plenty of Stephens’ that we were related to.
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Stephens Cemetery Marquand MO
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We knew from
cemetery records that there was a Cozean who married into the Stephens family
buried there. Sarah Matilda Cozean Stephens
was the daughter of George Washington Cozean.
Then we found someone totally unexpected; the wife of George, Eliza Jane
White Cozean! She was not listed on any
of the records of that cemetery. Eliza
Jane had remarried after George died.
Her second husband, an Underwood, was an abusive drunk. She divorced him; a brave move for a woman
back in that day. We think that Eliza
Jane must have lived her remaining years with her daughter Sarah. Dad and I were ecstatic at our discovery. Finding the grave of Eliza Jane White Cozean
made up for all of the driving around through the deep woods, and being
unsuccessful the previous days. This
woman was my dad’s great-grandmother and my great-great-grandmother.
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Dad with Eliza Jane White Cozean |
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Eliza Jane White Cozean |
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Sarah Matilda Cozean Stephens |
I plan to
return to Missouri and look for the graves of our ancestors. I would love to find where George Washington
Cozean is buried, as well as other Tuckers that relocated from Tennessee to
Missouri and Arkansas. Next time, we
will be better prepared to find these well-hidden cemeteries. I realized that I cannot rely on the GPS on
my phone. We will need to know
coordinates ahead of time, use a real GPS and get exact directions to the
locations. We may need to get permission
from property owners too. And some heavy
duty high boots and bug spray wouldn’t hurt either.
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